Natasha's POV
I wake in a sweat, my dream just another memory of the snap. Look around, no one in my room. I get up and walk to the kitchen, only to find it is already occupied by Clint. As I turn to leave he is by my side, his hand on my arm as a sign to stay. 'Just, please.' I turn and say only to find that he was never in the room.
No one's POV
As everyone awoke, Natasha stayed far from the group, only Clint tried to talk to her, the others too scared. Clint and Natasha were in her office once more discussing the problems and trying to figure out what to do when Clint grabbed her arm so that she stopped talking and they met eye to eye. They fell silent as they began to edge closer, Natasha closed her eyes knowing what was about to happen but was still hesitant. Clint finally edged through the space that Natasha was not willing to fill and their lips touch. At first, they were just there, their lips against each others waiting for the other to react. Finally, Natasha released her tension and they sat slowly began melting into each other. Clint released and they looked into each other's eyes, confused yet mystified by what had just happened.
Peter sat by the TV just like he had yesterday, only Scott sat next to him. Peter turned but looked back deciding that Scott probably didn't want to talk, only to find him start the conversation. 'So your Spider-man, that's pretty cool. Can you change size? I can! But I wish I could climb up walls that would be awesome.' Peter sat in amusement at the fact that Scott thought he was amazing. Their conversation went back and forth between who was better until Natasha and Clint walked into the room. They all sit at the kitchen table, silent for a few minutes until Peter starts the conversation off. 'We have to do something, they were our best friends, our family, our life!' The statement does not hang in the air for long but is continued through the four of them. By dinner, they had decided they had to make a plan, but they didn't know what it was.
