Clint had a nightmare that night. He didn't realize that what he dreamed really happened because he couldn't remember when it did happen but obviously some part of his brain did.
He woke up and bolted upright.
Clint scanned the dark room quickly before he stood up and paced.
He couldn't believe that he did all those things. He was having a hard time believing that no one mentioned anything about it. Natasha, Fury, they all lied to him.
Why?
Natasha was hurting and she didn't want him to know. Fury had to cover up agents' and innocent people's deaths and didn't bother telling him that he was the reason they were dead.
Clint rubbed his hands over his face and sat at the end of the bed. Why does this kind of shit keep happening to him?
He suddenly heard the soft click of a door opening and closing next door. He perked up and starred at his own door and even though the footsteps didn't make a sound and they didn't walk in, Clint knew it was Natasha. She probably had a nightmare too. Should he tell her that he knows?
Clint looked down as he thought.
He let out a breath and decided he should wait and see if anyone bothers to tell him.
Natasha made her way down to the gym. She was having a hard time sleeping before she just decided to give up and let out some steam. She walked to the punching bag but didn't move. She bit her lip and watched the bag.
Last time she walked down here in the middle of the night from a nightmare and sleeping alone, Clint had found her and apologized. He made her smile and she knew it could be alright then. But now, she had a feeling that he wouldn't come to her and she wasn't sure it would be alright now.
She hit the bag suddenly as the worst feelings of loneness and fear fought to gain more attention.
When breakfast was served, there was an awkward silence between all six of them.
Only Pepper was looking around, confused at everyone. She didn't know what Clint did but everyone else did and Natasha didn't know that Clint knew, or the rest as a matter of fact.
Clint looked up and saw Jane watching him. He tried to offer a smile but she glanced down at her food.
"So, uh, what have you three been doing in the lab these past few days?" Pepper asked and looked to the tree scientist.
"Nothing really. Just science." Tony shrugged. Pepper raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
"And how was your mission?" She then turned toward Clint and Natasha.
"It was good. Nothing to exciting." Clint answered when it was clear Natasha wasn't. Pepper nodded and gave up as she finished eating. When everyone was done, except Steve who was at SHIELD, instead of gathering in the living room or doing something together, they all went their separate ways. Pepper to her room, Bruce to the lab, Tony to his workshop, Jane to the roof, Natasha to the training room and Clint to the shooting range.
The silence in the tower sounded off to Pepper now but she knew something big happened. She also knew that they wouldn't tell her until they were ready.
She just hoped that was soon.