p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"strongNatasha:/strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Natasha awoke, her heart beating so fast her hands were shaking when they went to wipe the cold sweat away from her forehead. The nightmares still took her some nights, I guess you can't have done the things she's done and seen the things she's seen without it tending to haunt you. She sat up in bed and let the tiniest whimper escape her lips. But she was up and out of bed before she could make another sound. She opened up the balcony's screen door and stepped out onto it, walking over to the edge and grabbing on. She watched the sun being to rise above and dominate the skyscrapers of New York City with its orange glow while she breathed in the fresh morning air over and over. Before she knew it, a pair of sturdy arms had wrapped themselves around her. Natasha smiled at Clint's stealthiness./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Another nightmare?" Clint whispered into her ear and then leaned in closer to kiss the side of her head. Natasha just nodded. She didn't mind them really, after she woke up. It used to be that the better life was in her dreams and that's what would haunt her when she woke up in the morning. But now, she got to wake up every morning to absolute bliss and the hells she sometimes dreamt only made her appreciate it more./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"SHIELD had officially initiated Clint and Natasha a nice apartment hours after they had arrived back at The Sandbox. It had everything they needed which wasn't much. Natasha had once thought she would go crazy if she ever took more than a day off completely to herself. But the three weeks they'd taken off now had been the closest the heaven she'd ever known./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""I don't want to go back to work tomorrow." Natasha admitted although she was pretty eager to see the changes Wren Porter had already brought with the alien intelligence. Fury had promised them she would be well taken care of and her gift and how to handle it would be approached with caution./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Never thought I'd hear you say that."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Never thought we'd be living together." Natasha added./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Never thought I could tell you I love you." Clint said with a peaceful smile./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""I love you." She told him, looking at him and taking in all the little details about him, wanting to remember this forever./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"The new morning's sunshine finally rose to their balcony and washed over the both of them like cleansing water and Natasha swore she had never seen anything more beautiful than him in that moment and her smile grew a little brighter knowing he was thinking the same thing about her./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"strongClint:/strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Clint was pretty much never nervous. He had been on countless extremely dangerous covert operations and missions and had never been nervous. But now he was. And maybe it was just because everyone was when they were about to do what he was, but Clint wasn't just anyone. And yet his stomach was a tangle of excitement, happiness, anxiety and yes, nervousness. He felt the ring in his hand over for the thousandth time and pictured how it would look on Natasha's finger. Not that she would wear it most of the time, it would be an inconvenience to their work but that would only make the times he saw it on her finger more special./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"He heard the almost silent click-clack of her high heels approaching. Only Natasha could be silent in high heels and she was only almost silent because of Clint's acute senses. He quickly hid the ring. He really wanted the proposal to be a surprise although there were few things that could surprise Agent Romanoff. She peeked her head into the room. "Hey, you ready to go? Our reservation is at 8:30."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"He turned to her with a subtle smile. "Yeah, ready."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"She held her hand out to him and he took it and let her lead him out of their apartment. It all felt so mundane. It all felt pretty great. They drove to the restaurant in a new car Clint had picked out a few days ago. He let Natasha drive to the restaurant but looked at her most of the ride. The anxiety had gone now, looking at her as the dark settled over the city gave him as much heaven as he'd ever need and that calmed him to a peaceful but happy state. They pulled up and a valet took their car. Clint had to admit he felt good when they walked in with Natasha on his arm and every person in sight stopped what they were doing to stare. They'd spent so much time blending in with normal people, it felt almost right to stand out. They weren't normal people and on this one night, surrounded by people they didn't have to act like it./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"But as they walked into the fancy restaurant the nervousness came back. He had planned on waiting until after they had sat down and had a few drinks, and enjoyed some exquisite food but now as they sat down at their table in the center of everyone he didn't think he could wait that long. He didn't know if he could stand another minute of not being engaged to Natasha Romanoff./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"She was looking down at her menu. "I can't wait to order, this lobster looks-/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Before Clint knew what he was doing he flicked the ring off his thumb like a coin because he knew exactly what would happen. Her hands moving before even her eyes, her arm whipped out faster than lightning and pinched the ring mid-air half a second after he had tossed it. She had caught it so the jewel was sparkling under the light. Her breath caught, and for the first time in probably her whole life she struggled for words. He had hoped she wouldn't expect it and it seems he had succeeded by the look on her face. Clint got out of his chair and on one knee, he took her hand and smiled up at her. She still looked shocked but it seemed to waring off and filling with light./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Natasha Romanoff..., will you marry me?"/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Her hair said yes before she did. Her curled red hair began bouncing up and down as if Natasha was suddenly letting loose as she nodded vigorously. "Yes, oh God Clint, yes."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"People who were wishing they were Clintasha began applauding. But Clint and Natasha barely noticed, they were caught in a passionate kiss. And maybe they had to go back to being agents of SHIELD when tomorrow came. And maybe when the sun rose their lives would go back to being dangerous and crazy. But tonight it didn't matter. Because tonight and for all time they had each other. But if Hansen and Shattered Glass and really everything that had lead them to now had taught them anything it was that no matter how tough the job got, each other was enough./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"AN: So that's it. I know I've said this every single chapter since forever but I seriously appreciate and love you all. You guys are crazy insane wonderful for reading this story and getting this far. Anyways, could you please review one last time if you already have or review if you haven't already? It would mean the world to me as this story is officially over. It's taken forever but the end is here. Thank you one last time. /p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Natasha awoke, her heart beating so fast her hands were shaking when they went to wipe the cold sweat away from her forehead. The nightmares still took her some nights, I guess you can't have done the things she's done and seen the things she's seen without it tending to haunt you. She sat up in bed and let the tiniest whimper escape her lips. But she was up and out of bed before she could make another sound. She opened up the balcony's screen door and stepped out onto it, walking over to the edge and grabbing on. She watched the sun being to rise above and dominate the skyscrapers of New York City with its orange glow while she breathed in the fresh morning air over and over. Before she knew it, a pair of sturdy arms had wrapped themselves around her. Natasha smiled at Clint's stealthiness./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Another nightmare?" Clint whispered into her ear and then leaned in closer to kiss the side of her head. Natasha just nodded. She didn't mind them really, after she woke up. It used to be that the better life was in her dreams and that's what would haunt her when she woke up in the morning. But now, she got to wake up every morning to absolute bliss and the hells she sometimes dreamt only made her appreciate it more./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"SHIELD had officially initiated Clint and Natasha a nice apartment hours after they had arrived back at The Sandbox. It had everything they needed which wasn't much. Natasha had once thought she would go crazy if she ever took more than a day off completely to herself. But the three weeks they'd taken off now had been the closest the heaven she'd ever known./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""I don't want to go back to work tomorrow." Natasha admitted although she was pretty eager to see the changes Wren Porter had already brought with the alien intelligence. Fury had promised them she would be well taken care of and her gift and how to handle it would be approached with caution./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Never thought I'd hear you say that."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Never thought we'd be living together." Natasha added./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Never thought I could tell you I love you." Clint said with a peaceful smile./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""I love you." She told him, looking at him and taking in all the little details about him, wanting to remember this forever./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"The new morning's sunshine finally rose to their balcony and washed over the both of them like cleansing water and Natasha swore she had never seen anything more beautiful than him in that moment and her smile grew a little brighter knowing he was thinking the same thing about her./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"strongClint:/strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Clint was pretty much never nervous. He had been on countless extremely dangerous covert operations and missions and had never been nervous. But now he was. And maybe it was just because everyone was when they were about to do what he was, but Clint wasn't just anyone. And yet his stomach was a tangle of excitement, happiness, anxiety and yes, nervousness. He felt the ring in his hand over for the thousandth time and pictured how it would look on Natasha's finger. Not that she would wear it most of the time, it would be an inconvenience to their work but that would only make the times he saw it on her finger more special./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"He heard the almost silent click-clack of her high heels approaching. Only Natasha could be silent in high heels and she was only almost silent because of Clint's acute senses. He quickly hid the ring. He really wanted the proposal to be a surprise although there were few things that could surprise Agent Romanoff. She peeked her head into the room. "Hey, you ready to go? Our reservation is at 8:30."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"He turned to her with a subtle smile. "Yeah, ready."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"She held her hand out to him and he took it and let her lead him out of their apartment. It all felt so mundane. It all felt pretty great. They drove to the restaurant in a new car Clint had picked out a few days ago. He let Natasha drive to the restaurant but looked at her most of the ride. The anxiety had gone now, looking at her as the dark settled over the city gave him as much heaven as he'd ever need and that calmed him to a peaceful but happy state. They pulled up and a valet took their car. Clint had to admit he felt good when they walked in with Natasha on his arm and every person in sight stopped what they were doing to stare. They'd spent so much time blending in with normal people, it felt almost right to stand out. They weren't normal people and on this one night, surrounded by people they didn't have to act like it./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"But as they walked into the fancy restaurant the nervousness came back. He had planned on waiting until after they had sat down and had a few drinks, and enjoyed some exquisite food but now as they sat down at their table in the center of everyone he didn't think he could wait that long. He didn't know if he could stand another minute of not being engaged to Natasha Romanoff./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"She was looking down at her menu. "I can't wait to order, this lobster looks-/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Before Clint knew what he was doing he flicked the ring off his thumb like a coin because he knew exactly what would happen. Her hands moving before even her eyes, her arm whipped out faster than lightning and pinched the ring mid-air half a second after he had tossed it. She had caught it so the jewel was sparkling under the light. Her breath caught, and for the first time in probably her whole life she struggled for words. He had hoped she wouldn't expect it and it seems he had succeeded by the look on her face. Clint got out of his chair and on one knee, he took her hand and smiled up at her. She still looked shocked but it seemed to waring off and filling with light./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;""Natasha Romanoff..., will you marry me?"/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"Her hair said yes before she did. Her curled red hair began bouncing up and down as if Natasha was suddenly letting loose as she nodded vigorously. "Yes, oh God Clint, yes."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"People who were wishing they were Clintasha began applauding. But Clint and Natasha barely noticed, they were caught in a passionate kiss. And maybe they had to go back to being agents of SHIELD when tomorrow came. And maybe when the sun rose their lives would go back to being dangerous and crazy. But tonight it didn't matter. Because tonight and for all time they had each other. But if Hansen and Shattered Glass and really everything that had lead them to now had taught them anything it was that no matter how tough the job got, each other was enough./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: 'Open Sans', Verdana, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"AN: So that's it. I know I've said this every single chapter since forever but I seriously appreciate and love you all. You guys are crazy insane wonderful for reading this story and getting this far. Anyways, could you please review one last time if you already have or review if you haven't already? It would mean the world to me as this story is officially over. It's taken forever but the end is here. Thank you one last time. /p