Almost an hour passed before anybody came to talk to Clint.
"Jones. Henry, is it?" the doctor asked.
"Yes. My sister, is she..."
"She's okay, resting. Would you come with me for a moment?"
Clint nodded and stood, anxious. Shit. They knew didn't they?
"Okay, so we ran some tests and it's almost certain she has pneumonia. It's an illness that affects the lungs mainly. The blood you mentioned seems to be aggravation to the throat, not from her lungs. She needs specific medication, and because she's so groggy, it's best we use an IV for that. She'll need to stay a couple days at least so we can monitor her symptoms and help with her breathing. Are you two on your own?" he quirked an eyebrow as he flicked through the forms.
"Yeah, well no actually. I'm her only family really, we don't speak to our parents but we live with friends of ours."
The doctor hummed, clearly not entirely buying it but having no real reasons to go on.
"So can I see her?"
"Of course. I'll take you to her room."
Once there, the doctor left and Clint was alone with a barely conscious Natasha.
He exhaled shakily and crossed the room, picking up her hand. "Fuck, Nat, you know how to scare a guy."
The redhead blinked, absently scratching at the two prongs under her nose; giving her oxygen to help her breathe better.
"What's going on?" she mumbled, dragging a hand over her eyes.
"You're pretty sick, Nat. We had to call an ambulance."
"Shit. Did they-"
"Find out about us?" he murmured lowly shaking his head. "No I lied and said were those twins I went to school with. They won't find us out, when you're better we'll just leave before they realise something is up."
He squeezed her hand, eyes soft.
"This won't work." Natasha whispered voice raspy.
"It will. Just breathe and relax. We've been in worse situations than this."
Natasha squeezed her eyes shut, leaning back against the pillows.
"The bed is nice."
"Hmm it seems it." he smiled.
"Get up here and hug me, idiot." she murmured, shuffling to the far side of the bed.
Clint was instantly next to her, arms wrapping around her.
She felt like fire as she nestled into him, nearly asleep already.
"Rest, Red. We can get through this."