Natasha grabbed the agent's wrist and twisted it sharply when he raised it. The man flinched and turned toward her. Natasha noticed the guns of security that were pointed towards Clint so she just let go of his wrist and shoved him away to fall back on the floor.

Fury walked in then and when he saw who security was aiming at he ordered them to lower their weapons.

"Agent Barton?" He questioned and glanced at the new agent on the ground. "What's going on?"

"Nothing sir, he was just giving Barton a hard time." Natasha answered and moved to stand next to Clint.

"Stand down, Agent Romanoff." Fury said and glanced to Clint but then looked at the agent who was just getting up. "You. Meet me in my office. And you." He looked at Clint. "I'll see you at Stark Towers if anything comes up, understood?" Fury snapped. That was his way of saying Clint should just stay away until further notice. "Understood." Clint said but Natasha saw how upset he was.

Clint stalked into Stark Towers.

"Whoa, what happened to you?" Steve said as he past him from the first floor where Clint was heading for the stairs. Natasha and Steve hurried to catch up to him.

"I basically just got kicked out of the Shield base." Clint said and Steve looked at her with a questioning expression. Natasha nodded and gave a slight shrug.

"Ok, well you don't seem in the mood to talk, so I'll see you later." Steve said sounding almost like a question. Natasha nodded and Steve got off the stairs.

"Are you okay?" She called but he didn't answer.

They stayed silent until they got inside his room.

"Clint-" Natasha started to say.

"What? Are you going to say this wasn't my fault either?" Clint snapped. Natasha watched him carefully and took a moment to answer.

"Well no, but I know you didn't mean it."

"No, but I did Natasha. I just couldn't take how people are treating me while I'm there." She knew he was agitated and angry and she took a deep breath.

"Yeah, going there wasn't my best idea." She admitted quietly.

"Oh really." The sarcasm in his voice made her freeze and stare at him.

"I was just trying to help. You're overreacting." Natasha said trying to calm him down even though her own voice was rising slightly.

"I'm not the one who's overreacting." He said thinking about the SHEILD agents.

"That doesn't mean you can beat down anyone that pisses you off." Natasha snapped.

"Oh, so you're the only one who can do that?" Clint replied.

"What the hell does that mean?" She yelled with her eyebrows furrowed and arms crossed.

Clint sighed and shook his head slightly. "I need to be alone," He said and walked past her to his door.

She was about to say something but it caught in her throat as she watched him leave. When the door slammed she sat down and tried to think of what just happened.

Steve stumbled into the shooting range when he was searching for Clint and spotted him inside. He was about to greet him but the look on his face made him stop and watch. He let another arrow fly and he watched it hit a bullseye. Steve looked at the other targets where multiple black arrows were sprouting from the middle. He noticed that was his last arrow but he just stood there looking at the targets.

"Are you okay?" Steve asked carefully. Clint didn't answer but he walked down the range to collect his arrows. Steve followed him, trying to think if he ever saw the archer mad before.

"Barton?"

"I'm fine." Clint said and started to walk back when all the arrows were back in his quiver. But he kept walking and paused at the door. "I'm going to the roof; tell Pepper I'm not eating tonight." Clint said and left Steve standing there not totally understanding what was wrong.

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Jane was sitting in a chair outside on the roof where she was scribbling some notes into a notebook when someone opened the door. She saw it was just Clint but he had his bow in his hand and a quiver full of arrows on his back and instantly put Jane on alert.

"It's ok," Clint said as if sensing her tense and put her guard up even though he didn't look at her. She relaxed but felt kind of embarrassed. He didn't seem to care though as he made his way to the edge of Stark Towers and sat with his legs dangling out in open air.

"Are you okay?" She asked and was surprised when he let out a soft laugh. "I've heard that a couple of times today." He explained, keeping his eyes on the city.