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Clint's POV

He awoke with a start. It wasn't a nightmare or a memory that woke him. For once his his sleep had been dreamless.

Sitting up carefully he listened intently. If his instincts woke him there had to be a reason. They saved him more times than he could count so he trusted them.

A soft meow at his window drew his attention. He started in surprise. This was several stories up. How in the hell had a cat gotten up here?

Glancing out the window the saw a familiar pair of green eyes. An orange tabby cat sat outside his window with a red collar. Between the collar and skin was a piece of paper.

He opened the window making a sound of surpris when instead of jumping in, it went into his arms. Instinctively he caught the tabby and checked the collar. The name tag read Goose. It couldn't be...

Green eyes looked up at him in amusement. It was almost as if the cat was mocking him. Then a paw flicked at the note reminding him of its existence.

Clint removed the note eyeing the cat with suspicion. Then he read the note.

Clint,

I know you are surprise to find Goose with you. Yes this is the same Goose you knew as a boy.

There he could see the hesitation in the familiar writing. Even half a decade later it was still familiar to him. How had Nick found him?

Once more his eyes trailed to the outside. Shadows were moving out there. It seemed he would need to move immediately. It was either SHIELD or CIA. Either way at this time of night they wouldn't have good intentions.

Placing Goose on the ground he prepared to leave. He grabbed a black undershirt and a new black jacket along with his cargo pants. The next thing he grabbed was his bow and quiver. Refilling the quiver only took a moment from his extras in the closet.

Then he grabbed his side arm and knives. After carefully tucking the note in his jacket he moved back to the window. Goose meowed annoyed at him or for not reading the note. Or for ignoring him.

Clint scratched Goose behind the ears and said, "Sorry, Goose. You can't come with me. Keep the, doctor safe."

Green eyes gave him a look that said he was an idiot. Clint shrugged. If he was an idiot so be it. He still had to get out of here before they closed in.

Then he slipped out the window and onto the ledge. A knock could be heard from inside his apartment. It seemed whoever was outside had some courtesy. Hopefully he would be long gone before they realized he wasn't in his apartment.

Carefully he slid around the side of the building until he reached the fire escape. Half way down the escape he heard shouts from his apartment. They were quick. He wasn't even completely clear yet.

He hurried ever aware of those now looking for him and his injured leg. Once he was close enough to the ground he jumped. His leg buckled but held his weight.

Quickly he began to limp away from the building. His grey eyes only turning to look at it when he was safely hidden in the shadows.

It wouldn't take them long go figure out he was gone. When they did they would try to canvas the area. He needed to be gone before they did.

A meow drew his attention downwards to find Goose sitting at his feet. Clint looked back up the building and down at the cat. How the hell?

There wasn't time for him to think on it. Men were already coming out of the building.

He whispered to Goose, "Go on. Go home. I can't come with you, Goose."

Goose meowed at him again. He could feel eyes upon him at the sound. Time to go.

Clint limped away trying to look inconspicuous but the bow on his back making it difficult. The limp made running next to impossible. If he tried them it would give out from under him.

Somehow the fact that Goose was following him didn't surprise him. The cat always did what it wanted regardless of what anyone else thought

Three blocks from his apartment he stopped. He pulled the note from his jacket and leaned against the nearby building. For a moment he hesitated then he continued to read it.

I know it's been a long time since we spoke. Not since you left with the man that adopted you. I didn't know that he was going to hurt you.

Clint, I'm sorry about what happened back then. When I heard you disappeared I used all my available resources to try and find you. Even with my resources I could not track you.

Until the CIA released the files on Medusa to SHIELD. When I got the files I found yours in the pile. I know that you are a member of Medusa.

Go with my agents. They will bring you to me.

Nick Fury

Clint stared at for a moment. He noted everything that was said. Nick was in control of SHIELD? That was going to make his life infinitely more complicated.

He had to get out of here before SHIELD closed in. There was no way he was going to give up without a fight. He was Delta, a Medusan. It just wasn't his style to give up.