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The New Generation

Chapter Fourteen

After taking a long shower to relieve my muscles, I walked into my room with a towel covering my body to pick something out to wear. I was surprised to see everything much cleaner than it usually is. I mean really, nothing on the floor, no clothes in the hamper, nothing.

I shrugged and padded over to my dresser, yanking open the drawer that held my sweats and tee shirts. Pulling out a pair of gray sweatpants and my, erm, undergarments, I pulled the second tee shirt in the stack. Well apparently I pulled it out too hard, and the purple shirt that lay on top of it fell off and onto the ground.

I groaned and leaned down to pick it up off the ground. I opened the shirt up and was surprised to see it was the same 'My dad is Hawkeye!' shirt of my dad's that Landon had brought me a while back. I bit my lip and turned to my bed, where my parents' quilt lay, and the pink pillowcase I bought my mother when she was younger.

I knew what I had to do. I quickly pulled all my clothes on and then packed the quilt, tee shirts (I had found more in my drawer) of my father's, and the pink pillowcase and stuffed them underneath my left arm. I opened the door to the hallway and walked down to my parents' room.

When I finally reached their door, I knocked quietly. "Come in," I heard my father say from the other side of the wall. I turned the knob and walked in to see my father brushing his teeth and my mother tying up her tennis shoes on the bed. "Nat? Where's the hell is our quilt? I couldn't find it earlier."

"I was actually wondering the same thing, and my pillowcase is gone as well," My mother looked around the bed, and then at my father. I cleared my throat. "Oh, Nadya darling. I didn't see you there."

My father kissed my on the forehead. "Hey kiddo." Then he went in the bathroom to return his toothbrush.

"So... about your pillowcase and quilt. Surprise!" I laughed softly, kind of scared at their reaction. Would they think it's stupid I used their stuff? Shit.

My mother raised an eyebrow and walked over to me. "Nadya, why did you have have our things?" My eyes widened at her question.

"Um... no reason?" I set down their things onto their bed, and then swiftly turned to leave the room.

"Nadya, wait." I turned back and bit my lip.

"Why did you have our stuff?" She asked again, and this time my father came in from the bathroom.

I sighed and twisted my hands together. "Because it reminded me of you guys," I finally blurted out. My parents looked at each other and then back at me. My father quirked an eyebrow. "Please don't be mad, I just missed you guys a lot and -"

I was cut off by the sound of my father laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked, crossing my arms in front of my chest defensively.

My father shook his head and approached me. "We may be assassins, but we wouldn't be mad at you for missing us. Honestly, Nadya. It's fine. We don't care." He embraced me once more, and I could see my mother smile from out of the corner of my eye. I relaxed into his hug. After thinking that my parents were dead, hugging them was one thing I wouldn't get tired of.

"Well, anyways. There's your stuff. Should we get going to dinner?" I asked, pulling away. My parents nodded and we exited their room to go meet the rest of the team.

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"Spill."

That was the first thing I heard when I sat down at the table from Tony, surrounded by others. I gulped.

"Well... where do you want me to start?" I asked, unfolding the napkin that sat in front of my and placing it onto my lap. Everyone looked around and then Tony spoke again.

"I guess from the time when you decided to leave without telling us."

I sighed and thought of what to start with. "So I had finally gotten the courage to ask Fury how you two had died," I started, shifting my position. This was going to be harder to explain than I thought. "And he refused. So to get my mind off things, Landon and I started goofing off and pulling pranks." Bruce, Steve, and Thor all groaned. Landon and I gave a small chuckle.

"Anyways, later that night when I fell asleep, and then Landon woke me up and told me that Fury was gone. So... I kind of snuck into his office and read your files, where you weren't listed as 'killed in action', you were listed as 'missing in action'. So I took a few pictures, and went back to my room to examine them." I directed towards my parents. "But then on my way back, Fury talked to me. He knew that I went into his office and read the file, and then he threatened me. He told me that if I told the rest of the team, that he would wipe me off everything, and I would never see you again. He said he would make sure that I would never get a job, get into college, anything.

"So of course, I didn't want that, but of course I wanted to see you guys again, so I looked at the photos more and found that you guys were in Sweden. I decided I was going to go looking for you, but then Landon here found out and decided to come with me." I could see Landon blush from out of the corner of my eye and held in the urge to smile.

"We flew out to Sweden, and when we were there Landon found a gala, being run by the guy who Uncle Phil was teaching me about in class. When I was there, he had a presentation for his LMDs and after wards so I went and saw talked to them. And they were exactly like you, so I knew that there had to be some sort of connection.

"So Landon and I found the laboratory..." Then I told them the rest of the story, how Dr. Walton's plans with kidnapping me failed, how he made LMDs of my parents, and how Landon saved me.

After I had finished, everyone sat in thought for a moment, processing what had happened. Finally, Bruce spoke up.

"I think what everyone wants to know, is why Fury would keep Clint and Natasha's fate a secret from the rest of us, and why is was that important to keep it hidden." He suggested, folding his arms in front of himself on the dining room table.

I nodded. "I'd really like to know that too," My mother hissed, clenching her jaw as my father put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"No. You tell him that I said so and that if he doesn't he'll be shipped off to another mission in Antarctica!" We all whipped our heads to the doors to see an angry Fury, yelling into the phone. He barked a few things that no one's grandmother would like to hear, and then flipped it shut and shoved it into his pocket.

"Hey! Fury!" I yelled, and bolted up out of my seat. Landon held onto my arm to keep me from nearly attacking him.

"Barton. I see you found your parents. I now know what I need to do," Fury said, turning in the other direction. My fists clenched.

"Hey! For your information, she found us on her own, she didn't ask for our help. Thanks to you she could have died, by the way. There's no reason for you to 'wipe her off SHIELD's radar'." Tony snarled. Fury rolled his eye.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'd like to know why you fucking lied to my daughter about us being dead!" My mother yelled. Everyone else agreed.

"That is disclosed information, Romanoff."

"Bullshit. Tell me now, or else you won't want to know what I'll do," My mother growled.

"Fine. If you must know, we knew perfectly well of your kidnapping. For a good reason though. Dr. Walton was one of the smartest, yet also crazy, scientists that SHIELD has ever found. His studies were the ones that we based Agent Coulson's LMD off of. But after we had found out that he kidnapped Barton over here, SHIELD couldn't be situated with him anymore. So when Romanoff and Barton were kidnapped, we were going to keep them there for a while because we needed to figure out what the next plans were for the LMD's. We were perfectly in control of the situation." Fury explained.

I scoffed. "Really? Then why couldn't we tell the team? Why couldn't SHIELD have just interrogated Dr. Walton instead of letting my parents stay kidnapped? Why the fuck did you not tell me that they weren't dead?!" I questioned.

Fury smiled evilly. "That is disclosed, Barton. Goodbye." And before I could object, he left and walked out the door.

I clenched my jaw. I have never been angrier at SHIELD ever. They had the whole situation 'under control', yet they didn't go and save them?

"I'm going to bed," I told my parents before giving them each a hug. "I just need to think things over."

They nodded and then let me walk off in the other direction, towards my room.

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The gun was digging into my head, as sweat poured down from my forehead. Dr. Walton grinned evilly beside me.

I was back in the laboratory, my parents tied up in chairs on an opposite wall. Where was Landon? He was supposed to show up by now.

"Oh, are you worrying about your little friend?" Dr. Walton asked, still grinning.

"Nadya!" I strained my eyes to see Landon running towards me. Where was his suit? He could get hurt! "Nadya don't move! I'll be there -"

He was cut off by a loud bang, and then he fell to the ground. "No!" I screamed. Landon was dead. I could feel my eyes becoming blurrier.

"Do you really think I would kill you? What would I want to do with you, when I have two assassins and a miniature Tony Stark?" Dr. Walton asked. "Please. You're the last thing I would want. Instead, I'm just going to make you suffer and watch me do this."

There were two loud bangs and I looked over into the direction of my parents. They were limp in their chairs.

"No!" I screamed. "No!"

"Nadya! Nadya, honey, wake up!" I bolted upright in bed to see my parents hovering over me.

"Nadya, what's wrong?" My mother asked, sitting down next to me and flipping on the light on my bedside table.

My eyes blurred and I tried to explain. "I was back and you and Landon were, and then he-he-" I started, and then slumped into my mother's shoulder in defeat, letting tears fall out of the corners of my eyes.

"Shh, Nadya. It was just a dream, your okay, were okay," My father cooed while sitting next to my mother and patting me on my hand.

"Nadya? Are you okay? I heard screaming and – oh." We all looked up to see Landon burst into the room, clad in his pajamas, his face frantic.

My father looked up and gave a small smile as I clutched onto my mother. "We got this one Landon."

Landon nodded, and gave one more look to me, crying onto my mother, and then closed the door behind him.

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The next few days seemed to fall back into my normal schedule. Of course for a few days I stayed with my parents, catching up and still trying to accept all that had happened.

But then, I started going back to class with Phil. Landon also spent the first few days trying to readjust, and then went back to chemical science with Bruce.

So after I had finished class with Phil, I tried to catch up with Landon, as we hadn't spoken in a few days.

"Landon!" I called, running up to him and adjusting the backpack slung on my shoulder.

He smiled softly and stopped for me to catch up. "What's up?" He asked.

I shifted my position slightly. "Nothing really. I just wanted to know if you wanted to do our math equations together. We haven't hung out in a while." I suggested.

He shrugged. "I don't have any, I finished all in class. Plus, I have a lot of individual homework from Bruce."

"Oh." I said. "That's fine. We'll just catch up later, I guess."

Landon nodded and then walked off.

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That wasn't the first time he blew me off in the past few days. I tried to ask him if he wanted to train for a while, go to the gym, but he said he had to help his dad with the suit.

Then I asked if he wanted to go get lunch, go over the mission and complain about Fury. But again, he refused. He said he had to go help his mom organize papers. And then he gave me one weird look, swallowed heavily, and walked off.

I was done with it. I had thought we had become friends, you know with almost dying and all, but apparently not anymore. So one night, after sitting in my bed and twisting around in the sheets, I bolted out of my bed and stalked off towards Landon's room.

Suprisingly, I saw him come out of his room right as I reached his door.

"Hey," I said. "I need to talk to you."

"So do I," He replied, gulping. He looked nervous.

"Why are you avoiding me?" I finally blurted out. Landon's eyes widened and he avoided my gaze.

"What are you talking about?" He asked, still not looking me in the eyes.

"You know what I'm talking about Landon. I keep trying to talk to you and meet up but you act like you don't like me. Like you don't want to talk to me. What's up with that?" I asked. He gulped once more and then ran a hand through his hair.

I waited a moment for a response. When I saw that he didn't want to respond, I sighed and crossed my arms.

"Fine. I guess that's my answer." I turned around and then a hand grasped my wrist.

"Wait, Nadya... dammit." He started.

"What?" I asked. He sighed and clenched his fists.

"I've been avoiding you because... dammit." He hissed. "Why is this so hard?" He asked.

"What? What is so hard that you've been avoiding me this entire time, Landon?"

He sighed and then finally replied something that I never thought I would hear.

"I like you."

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Okay guys. I hate this ending so much. I'm sorry it's rushed, but I wanted it to go out tonight so it's terrible. I'll probably go back and rewrite the whole ending, but anyways. Until next time.

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