New chapter! Hope you guys like it. I won't be updating this or Iron Maiden for at least two weeks while I wrap school and get settled in to my new job so please bare with me.

Quick comment, the sitting on the top of the fridge thing that I've seen in multiple stories is definitely something I would do and I like the idiosyncrasy of it for Kate and Clint.

As always, please review :)

It was annoying to not be able to help beat up the criminals but if she was honest, it was really fun watching Peter do it. He had a style of fighting that was difficult to define because there was no rhyme or reason to it. He just reacted on instinct, obviously no formal training.

Kate waited patiently across the street while he swung in, disarmed and webbed them up. She had to laugh at his little quips while he mused over why they would try to rob the store. One of the robbers managed to run out, and seeing Kate watching across the street probably thought maybe a quick hostage would solve his problems.

With a sigh, Kate didn't put up a fight as he pointed the gun at her head and wrapped an arm around her neck. Peter followed and his eyes widened as he saw the gun at her head.

"Back off!" The gun ordered. "Or I blow her brains out."

Then you would have no hostage. "You're making a mistake." Kate said instead of voicing her thoughts.

"Shut up!" The guy yelled, clearly panicked.

"Just take it easy." Peter said, hands up in an appeasing gesture.

The guy backed up into the alley behind them which worked to Kate's advantage. Once they were past the opening of the alley she stomped on his foot, bringing her hand up grip his wrist, twisting harshly so he dropped the gun and spun away, keeping a hold of his arm and kicking him in the side of the knee causing it to buckle. She was nice and didn't break anything.

Peter webbed the guy up and took him back to the others to await the police before he joined her deeper in the alley where she waited for him. "That was amazing." He said pulling his mask off. He gave her a concerned look. "Are you okay?"

She laughed lightly. "It's nothing." She said. "I've dealt with worse."

Peter looked like he wanted to ask her more about it, but Kate happened to glance at her watch which read 5:45pm, she would just barely have time to make it back if she ran. "Crap." She muttered. "I need to get back to the Tower or I'm dead."

Peter quickly got back into his street clothes and they gathered their stuff.

…

Kate just barely made it back to the Tower by six. She was walking off the elevator at exactly 6:01pm to see Natasha and Clint having a serious discussion.

"I'm here!" Kate announced quickly to get their attention.

"You're late." Clint replied without looking at the clock.

Kate frowned. "No, I'm not. I was in the Tower on time." She said. "Right FRIDAY?"

"Miss. Barton entered the Tower at 5:58pm." The AI replied.

Clint rolled his eyes but didn't appear upset about it.

"What's going on?" Kate asked now sensing the tension.

Clint rubbed his eyes. "There is a H.Y.D.R.A. cell in South America that is proving to be a bit more of a challenge than anyone expected." He said.

"You have to go to work?" Kate asked.

Clint nodded.

"When do you leave?" Kate asked setting her bags down on the sofa.

"In an hour." Natasha replied.

Kate nodded. "How long?"

"TBD." Natasha replied.

She was used to this, and it was childish, but Kate couldn't help but feel a little crushed that they wouldn't be there for her first day at Midtown. Pushing it aside, she made sure her expression reflected none of that so they wouldn't worry while they went on a mission. "Be careful." She said hugging them both.

…

Kate always slept poorly whenever Clint and Natasha were gone. She found herself up in the main kitchen at 3am eating leftover pizza and drinking a soda. She was dressed in pajama pants and wearing one of Clint's hoodies while sitting cross legged on top of the fridge when Tony walked in.

"Glad to see some habits are family traits." Tony commented with a smirk seeing the familiar position as he moved around the kitchen, gathering items to make coffee.

Kate smiled, thinking about Clint's habit for finding high places.

"Can't sleep?" Tony asked as he leaned against the counter, waiting for coffee to finish brewing.

She shrugged. "Have you even been asleep?" She asked, eyeing yesterday's clothing on Tony along with fresh grease stains and a few singe marks. She immediately noticed the case he had brought up as well. "What's that?"

Tony shrugged but smiled as they lapsed into a comfortable silence.

Clint told her after he got out of the Raft that he was shocked that she and Tony got along as well as they did. He swore that one of them would have pissed the other off within a week, but Kate adored Tony.

Tony poured himself a cup of coffee. "Come on." He said motioning with his head as he took his coffee and grabbed the black case off the counter.

He didn't wait to see if she would follow so Kate had to quickly jump down, dumping her plate in the sink and racing to catch up with Tony as he went into the large living room area. He was setting the case down on the coffee table, so she joined him on the sofa and watched as he opened the case.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the sleek new bow with purple patterns mixed in with the black, a couple custom arrows in the case as well. "You finished them?" She asked excitedly, setting her soda bottle aside and eagerly reaching for the bow.

Tony pulled them out of her grasp. "What kind of responsible adult would I be if I let you play with these indoors?" He asked, aghast.

Kate just stared at him.

He grinned. "I just need to explain what these do first." He said setting the case back as she grinned scooting closer as he spoke.

Kate didn't need to think about what he was doing. Tony knew before she did that Clint and Natasha were going on a mission and he had been in the lab since. She also knew the bow and arrows were three days away from being done, or one good binge away.

Tony would never admit it, but he finished the weapons to make her feel better.

…

After Peter saw Kate back to the tower he had gone back to his apartment. However, it was a Saturday night, so he wasn't tired, and he had already gotten all of his homework done.

He decided to go out on patrol.

It was a surprisingly quiet night, only one robbery at gun point, a few car and bike thefts, and a tourist couple that were very lost. It gave Peter a lot of time to just think.

As he was perched on top of the Daily Bugle, changing out his web cartridges, he thought about the day. He had been so excited to see Kate and to introduce her to Ned. And Ned loved her, Peter's phone had been flooded with texts when he got home about Kate and how cool she was. When he made it back to the apartment, during dinner, May had commented that she hadn't seen him smile this much in a long time.

The day really had been great, but May's comment specifically had gotten him thinking.

For the longest time, he had been pining over Liz, but when he actually sat down and thought about it, he hadn't thought about Liz or even given her a second look at school since Berlin.

If he was honest, he had been dreaming about blue eyes.

However, something that she had said earlier had been eating at him.

It's nothing. I've dealt with worse.

Yeah, he knew that her brother was Hawkeye, who had been a master assassin at one point, but he found himself wondering about what kind of "worse" she had dealt with.

He was saved from thinking on it by a bright flash of light hitting right into Avengers Tower. Blinking the spots from his eyes, he went towards the tower.

…

Tony and Kate had spread out in the living room, idly watching a movie as they dozed on and off.

Kate sat up quickly in her chair, the faintest whispers of a nightmare trying to pull at her subconscious. Tony looked over at her from the sofa, question and concern in his gaze.

She was saved from answering by a bright flash of light hitting the balcony outside. Shielding her eyes for a second as she tensed, when she could see again, she focused on the new arrivals.

Thor was standing on the balcony with Dr. Banner, a woman dressed in white armor, a large alien that looked to be made of rock, he was carrying a grubby looking alien, but the final arrival is the one that caught her attention.

Kate's eyes widened as she looked at Loki standing at Thor's shoulder. Tony, who had moved more in front of her, tensed upon seeing the God of Mischief.

Without waiting to talk, Kate grabbed the bow and one of the arrows sitting on the table, notching it.

Thor held up a hand. "Wait!"

It was too late as Kate released the arrow heading right for Loki's head.