A/N: I'm soooo sorry for the late update! School is almost finishing, so everything has been hectic! Sorry again! But this is the last chapter of the story and I really hope you guys enjoy! :) And I also want to thank everyone that has read, reviewed, followed and favorite, I truly appreciate it, you guys are the best :D
DISCLAIMER: Sadly, I own nothing! :(
Black Widow and Hawkeye OTP – Thanks for the review, and things get better, trust me :)
ShadowBeats22107 – Yes, that is also my favorite part lol. Don't worry, that is the last we will see of Stuckey! Sorry the update but I have to keep you guessing haha, enjoy (:
Hawkwasp4 – Yes, this is the last chapter :( but there will be an epilogue but if you want it I will write a sequel ;) And thank you! Enjoy :)
Soccerstar0198 – I know :( But I have a feeling you will love this last chapter (:
SavannahR1123 – You will have you answer here! (:
Arwennicole – Thanks so much girl! (: I'm glad you enjoyed the story! :) And I hope you love the last chapter!
Tony was crouched down on the floor, along with an employee, looking, which appeared to be a black shoe mark on the white marble floor. He was the manager of a five star hotel, he couldn't have a black mark on his floor.
"I didn't do it, sir." The employee quickly defended himself.
"No, I didn't say that." He patted his back. "I want you to call maintenance and have them deal with it, you must delegate authority."
"Bye, Tony." A voice behind him said.
Tony immediately stood up and smiled. "Miss, Natasha." He looked over to the employee who was looking at them. "Thank you." He dismissed him.
"I wanted to say goodbye." Natasha said.
Tony slowly nodded. "Well, I guess that you're not accompanying Mr. Barton to New York."?
Natasha rolled her eyes. "Come on, Tony. You and I live in the real world. Most of the time."
He grinned. "Have you arranged transportation."?
"I'm going to call a cab." She replied.
"Allow me. Darryl." He whistled him over.
"Yes, sir." He came over.
"Please take Miss Natasha anywhere she wishes to go." Tony ordered
"Yes, sir." He responded as he went outside to get the limo.
Natasha smirked as she held out her hand towards Tony.
Tony grabbed her hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles. "It's been a pleasure knowing you. You come and visit us again." He smiled.
Natasha gave him a small smile. Even though despite the rocky start they had, they actually grew to like the other. And she made a friend in him, and was sad to leave him behind. Natasha patted his arm. "Stay cool." She grinned as she walked past him.
Tony just looked at her retreating figure. He was actually sad to see her go. She definitely made an impact, that was going to last. He saw her grow from a hooker to a beautiful woman within a matter of a week. He sighed; he couldn't imagine what Clint was thinking to let a girl like her go. She was one of a kind. It was a shame; he actually thought they were going to end up together. He observed them rather well within the week, and he noticed that both of them held the same expression on their face when they were together, which was love. Oh well, all good things come to an end.
Natasha sat on the back seat of the limo, thinking of the last time she was there, which was with Clint. Oh, Clint. She was going to miss him dearly. As the limo pulled away from the hotel, she couldn't help but think of the times they spent together that week she was with him. He truly was a wonderful, caring, gentle, the sweetest man she ever met. And in her profession, you don't meet a lot of them. She turned around and looked back to the hotel, which held all of those precious memories they shared together. The limo pulled further and further away until it was out of her sight. She turned back and sighed. She looked out the window as her eyes began to water again. Even if she won't see Clint again, at least she will hold memories of him; of his smile, his eyes, his body, and his lips. Despite of everyone else may tell her, it was the best week of her entire life, and she wouldn't trade it for anything else in the whole world.
Later that night, Clint was in the balcony looking at the beautiful view in front of him. If you ask him, nothing is more beautiful than the red head that spent the entire week with him. He was going to miss her; everything about her; her smile, her big gorgeous emerald eyes, everything about her fascinated him. It must have been love he thought. But it's over now because he was a huge idiot of letting her go. He cursed himself; he couldn't believe he just let her walk out of his life like that. It was good while it lasted, but he lost it somehow. He looked down, he swallowed and back away slowly. With a defeated sigh, he walked back in to the penthouse, alone.
The next morning, Clint came out to the balcony once again. He heard the roar of the sky, he looked up and noticed the sky was rather grey, which only meant, it was going to rain. Oh perfectly great, he thought. All the days he was with Natasha, she was the sunlight in his life, now that she was gone; she wasn't there to brighten up his days anymore. He walked close to the edge, but maintained his distance. He looked at the item he had in his hands, which was a blue jewelry box that contained the diamond necklace she wore to the opera. He smiled gently, as he remembered how beautiful she looked that night.
"Is that everything, sir."? He heard a voice behind him.
Clint pulled himself from his thoughts. Turning around he saw the bellhop holding his entire luggage. "Yes, that's everything." He replied dejectedly. This was it; it was going to be the last time he was going to be there.
"I'll meet you downstairs." He said.
"Thank you." Clint looked at the box one more time. He was going to return it back. It was a shame though, because he wanted to keep something that reminded him of her. The only thing he will have is the memories of her that he will always carry in his heart.
Kit was looking at a picture of her and Natasha. The picture was when Natasha barely arrived in the city and Kit was showing her around. They decided to take a picture to commemorate their first day together. "We look so dopey." She commented. She looked at Natasha, who was packing her stuff. "You know, San Francisco is not that great." She stood up and walked towards her. "They have bad climate, it's foggy, very unpredictable." She countered in.
Natasha packed all of her shirts into the suitcase. "I'll wear a sweater." She replied absentmindedly as she was trying to get all of her stuff together. After last night, Natasha remembered what Clint has told her, she can be anyone she wanted to be. Call her crazy, but she believed it. Not only that, but after being with Clint, she couldn't think she could be with other clients as well. Clint marked her as his, but in a special way, and she wanted it to stay that way.
Kit grabbed her teddy bear, as she sat down, looking defeated. Her best friend was moving and she can't anything about it. "So, what are you going to do there."?
Natasha packed the last of her clothes. "Get a job, finish high school. I have things to do. I actually got very good grades in high school." She responded.
Kit nodded in understanding. "Yea, I can see that about you." She definitely believed, Natasha was a smart girl.
Natasha sighed and turned to look at Kit. "Are you sure you won't come with me."?
Kit looked at her surroundings. "And leave all of this? Not in a million years." She gave a small smile. "Come here." She called her over.
Kit stood up, before setting the teddy bear down on the bed.
Natasha took a wad of money out of her pocket, and placed it on her jean jacket pocket.
"Whoa. Whoa, what is this."? Kit exclaimed.
She sighed. "It's part of the Clint Barton Scholarship Fund and we think you have a lot of potential, Kit Deluca." She patted her arm. Natasha thought Kit was a very bright, smart woman; she didn't deserve to be here as well. She wants Kit to leave this life behind and follow her dreams.
"You do? You think I have potential."? Kit asked in utter surprise.
Natasha nodded. "Oh yeah." Her eyes started to water again. Shit, why does she keep crying? "Don't let anybody tell you different, okay."?
Kit just nodded her head vigorously.
Natasha looked at her hat; it was her favorite hat that she will wear when she will meet with clients. It was also the same hat she wore when she met Clint. It was time to let it go. "Take care of you." She placed her hat on Kit's head.
Kit immediately took it off her head. "No, no I can't, it's your favorite." She handed it back and walked away to the other side of the room. "What time is your bus."?
Natasha looked at the hat and dropped it on top of her bed. "An hour."
"Yeah, well, I gotta split, because goodbyes make me crazy so," She walked over to Natasha and gave her a big hug. "Take care of you."
Natasha simply hugged her back.
Clint came down to the front desk.
"Mr. Barton." Tony acknowledged as he prepared the papers for him to check out.
Clint hesitated for a moment. "You don't have any messages for me, do you."? He asked hopefully that maybe Natasha had left something, anything.
"No, I'm afraid not, sir." Tony said.
Clint nodded in defeat, oh well. "I will need a car to the airport." He announced.
"Of course, Darryl will take you wherever you need to go." He called Darryl over. "The limousine out on front, please." He said.
"Yes, sir."
"Thank you Darryl." Clint replied as he signed the check out papers. When he was done, he handed them over to Tony. He looked at the jewelry box and set it on the desk. "Oh, can you do one last thing. If you can return this to Fred's for me, please."?
"Of course." He grabbed the box. "May I, sir." Referring to the jewelry box.
Clint puffed out a laugh. "Of course, Please." He nodded.
Tony smiled and opened the blue jewelry box. He looked at the diamond heart necklace. He looked at Clint. "It must be difficult to let go of something so beautiful."
Clint just looked at him and he knew that he wasn't talking about the necklace, but of someone else.
"You know, Darryl also drove Miss Natasha home yesterday." He smirked; it was his last attempt to get this tool in front of him to realize what he was missing out on. But when Clint didn't show any sign of anything, he cleared his throat. "I'll take care of this."
Clint smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Stark." He walked out of the hotel, before grabbing an umbrella, seeing it was raining outside.
Tony just sighed.
Clint was sitting in the back of the limo, looking dejected.
"Your plane is leaving as scheduled, sir. You should be back in New York on time." Darryl said.
Clint looked out the window, seeing the rain drops hits the window, he sighed heavily. Looking back to his life, he was never happy. Of course, he had everything, the success and great job and money. But the one thing he wanted was love. That was something he couldn't buy, not even with all the money in the world. Sure, he had been married before, but he was never there, and he realized he wasn't in love with her, he just liked the title. He was trying to force himself to love to someone he knew he couldn't ever love.
So after his divorce, he focused on his career instead, some girlfriends along the way, but never paid attention to them either. He just couldn't find anyone. But then she came in to his life, in the form of red bright vibrant hair, with even brighter green eyes and a wonderful smile. It hadn't been a day since he saw her and he missed her like crazy. That's when it hit him like, He loved her. He smiled., he finally admitted it to himself. You can't but money with love, but in this case, he did. He chuckled at the irony. Maybe she was right; this was fate for them to meet, for his car to stop a couple a feet away from her and for her to step inside his car. What the fuck was he doing then? He can't let her go. She was the one. He's in love with her. In love.
"Darryl, stop the car."! He exclaimed. He needed somewhere to be, which is with her. And he knew just how to do it.
Natasha looked out the window of her apartment; her time was coming to leave. She sighed.
"I'm going to have to charge you more rent than Natasha, because I got this beauty course I'm looking into, and I won't be there as much." Kit was talking to another hooker to have as a roommate now that Natasha was leaving. "You know you can't turn tricks forever. You need to have a goal." Kit was now inspired to start her dream after Natasha motivated her to do it.
Clint walked past Kit and headed towards the flower shop. He looked up at the sky, the rain had let up and now the sun was shining again. He grinned. How funny, his day without Natasha was grey, now that he was going to see her; the sun was shining brighter than ever. He was going win back his princess.
Clint grabbed a bouquet of red roses. "Here you go." He handed the woman a twenty dollar bill. "Thank you very much." He raced back in the limo.
"So you have a lot of stuff you have to move in."? Kit asked the girl.
"No, Carlos burned most of my stuff when I said I was moving out." She shrugged as she took a sip of her soda.
Kit nodded.
Natasha grabbed her suitcase and was headed towards the door, but immediately halted when she heard a car was honking rather loudly. The honking continued. She looked back in confusion and decided to check it out. She walked towards the window and dropped her suitcase on the floor and opened her window. For some unknown reason, she felt something on the pit of her stomach, it couldn't be…no, there's no way. Could it?
She looked out the window to find a white limo coming down the road, with all these birds flying out of the way. The limo stopped in front of her apartment, with Clint peeking through the sunroof of the limo.
"NATASHA."! He shouted
Natasha's eyes widen as she managed a laugh. She couldn't believe it. Was she dreaming?
"NATASHA."! He shouted again as he held up the bouquet of roses in one hand and the umbrella in the other, acting as his sword.
She smiled and waved at him. Oh god, was he creating her fairytale dream? Her eyes started water.
"PRINCESS NATASHA! COME DOWN."!
Natasha smiled widely as she climbed through the window and onto the fire escape. She looked down to find Clint directly on the ground looking up at her.
"It just had to be the top floor, right."? Clint joked as he looked up at the tall building.
"It's the best." Natasha responded with a laugh.
"Alright, I'm coming up." Clint pulled down the ladder and proceeded to climb it.
Natasha pulled her hair out of the ponytail and fluffed it; she had to look her best for her man, or rather her white knight.
Clint put the bouquet of roses in his mouth as he held on tightly to the railing as he walked around. He looked down to see Darryl the limo driver smile in encouragement at him. He gulped, why was he doing this again? He's deathly afraid of heights. Oh yeah, to get the woman of his dreams. He will climb over mountains any day to save her. Let's just thank god they were only three floors, and he was already on the second.
Natasha smiled as she saw him struggle. She was standing directly on top of the stairs and saw when he slowly scooted his way towards her.
Clint was now at the bottom of the stairs, he looked up at her.
Natasha laughed.
Clint took the flowers out of his mouth and opened his arms wide out towards her, with a goofy smile on his face.
Natasha walked down the stairs, only for Clint to meet her halfway. She took the flowers and smiled. They were now directly facing each other.
Clint leaned his face closer to hers. "So, what happened after he climbed up the tower and rescued her."?
She looked into his eyes, and without hesitation. "She rescues him right back."
Clint smiled and leaned forward to close the gap in between them. He kissed her with all the passion in the world. He cupped her face in his hands to keep her closer to him; he never wanted to let her go.
Eventually they pulled away, both panting. Clint looked deeply in to her eyes. "I love you, Natasha. I'm so in love with you." He finally confessed.
Natasha's heart swelled in excitement and contentment. "I love you too, Clint, so much." She smiled. She kissed him again. She was happy to have his lips on hers again, she missed the feeling.
Clint pulled away and grabbed her hand. "Let's go."
Without a word, she let Clint drag her down the fire escape and down the ladder. Clint picked her up bridal style.
She squealed. "Clint, what are you doing."?
"I'm taking my princess out of here." He walked towards the limo.
"And where are we going exactly."? She asked in interest.
Clint thought for second. "To go live our happily ever after."
Natasha laughed loudly. "Wow! That was so corny."
"Aww, but you love it." He teased.
"Yea, I do." She pecked his lips.
"No, but seriously Natasha, let's start our life together. Do you want this."? He asked.
She looked into his eyes. "More than anything in the world."
Clint signed in relief and put her down. He took her into his arms and kissed her passionately.
They both pulled away. "Let's get out of here." Natasha said.
"Alright, whatever the princess what's." He laughed and they got in to the limo to finally start their life together as a couple. Both of their dreams did come true, after all.
A/N: So there you have it! The last chapter :( But I will right an epilogue, but depending on what you guys think. Do you want an epilogue or sequel, or maybe both, let so let me know your final thoughts! Reviews are welcomed :)