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Hawkeye/Clint Barton

What

The

Fuck.

That was truely yhr only thing I could think of at the moment. It was in no way that I was against childern, I have 3 beautiful childern to prove that. But the idea of another one, one who was a young audlet, looked like he was alomst 18, that is not what I was perpared for. And the idea that he sceemed… Like such a soilder. Not a kid, but I never wanted any of my kids to fowle in my foot steps.

But here we are. Standing infront of the boy wich after hearing the news, guessed he belonged to me on the other world. Purple PJ pants, a black tank and messy silver hair. "Explain." I looked over to Steve, his voice dangerously low, eyes scannin gthe kids in a new light.

"Were we come from, we are the childern of the Avengers, they died whe nwe were younger. But now we are fighting in there names, carring on what they beleived in. We figures you guys deserverd to know who we were." The red-haired boy spoke, his voice the oppset of steves.

"Well than, the brings up the question." Tony spooke up, standing from the stool were he was sitting. "Who banged who" That comment earned him a web to the mouth, provied by the spider-teen.

"Tony!"

"What, everyone was thinking that. And don't even dought that." There was a silence.

"Well, I am the son of Scott and Hope Lange. I don't really have a code name, they just call me Pym." The room was flooded in silence again.

"Holy shit." The words exited Scott's mouth and nobody really had the guts to question his words choise.

"I'm the son of T'chall and Ororo. I am the the Black Panther on my world." T'challa was not at the compound of the time, but let's say that Bucky's surpise was replacement enought.

" I am guessing you can but together my bloodline from that." I knodded, I was right, he was mine… Well atleast on a different world he was mine.

"Torunn, Daughter of Thor." The blond said, staring straight at teh god of thunder, he only stared blankly at the child.

"Son of Natasha and Steve Radger, Captain America." The words that come out of his mouth were more confusing than the ones that came of Francess's. There must hace been a different graduating ceremony on there earth for the red room.

After the room was left in silence, the Avnegers staring blankly at the kids, and the kids standing there aquwardly. "Barton how you so fucking calm?" I shrugged.

"We have been through worse. And I already have kids, so what is the big deal?" The boy stares at me, like I had told him he had a kid from a different world staring at him.

"You have other kids on this world?" I looked at him, not quiet sure what to do, or how to respond.

Francess Barton/Hawkey

"You Have kids on this world?" I Stared at him for a second, i was surpised, but Iwasn't quiet sure why. I mean, this man, he wasn't my dad, more like a twin with the same name. That was all, but it still stung little bit to think that on this world, I would have been replaces.

"Yeah, there a little younger then you." That made it worse, but I di my best to plaster on a smile.

"Cool, I bet there the best." I said in a voice that was was way to hight pitch for me. Non of the people from this world quiested it, but I got a very concerning look from James.

"Yeah, they are."

About 2 hours later I found myself sitting on the edge of my tempery bed, just processing everything. A knock on my door brought me out of my thoughts, I turned my body to door, debting if I wanted to open it or not. Before I reached a dsecion, the door cracked open anyways. My forst thoughts was that it was a member of my team. "Hey kid." I was wrong, the face of Clint came into view. No, Clint is what the scavengers called his dad, this was not Clint, nor Hawkeye, that was who he was. No, this man was someone else, and I would figure out a name later.

"Can I come in?" The 'man' questioned.

"Don't see why not, it is your guys's compound." I looked down, avoiding the shocked look that emetialy found it's way plastered along the 'man's' face,

"Well, ok. I just wanted to make sure you were ok. I mean, you looked pretty upset when you found out I had kids." He ully stepped into the room and closed it behind him.

"Sorry, about that." I crossed my eyes, still not wanting to look hi min the eyes. "I don't know why, you are not my Dad. So I should not care, right?" He tilted hs head, that walked oer to sit on the other end of my bed a few feet away. I emetialy curled up, bringing on knees to my chin, my other on wrapping around the base of my posstion.

"It's ok, won't hurt you." He said with his hands up, inching back from me liek he was dealing with a wild animal. This close to him, I could get a good wift of his smell. I almost smiled, he smelled nothing like my dad. My Dad smiled like wood ash, and bow oil. This man smelled like fertilizer, and coffee. This odd fact made me trust the man more, single him out from being my father. "So, Are you ok, I mean all of the kids sceemed a little off poit after telling us, I don't think my teammate's are doing much better either. But I just wanted to make sure you were ok."

I knodded. I don't think he bought it. "No, I mean accutaly. You are probly never going to see me again after a couple of days. So why does it matter if you drop your tought boy attudide, are you ok?" I asked again.

I shrugged. "I don't know. When I was growing up, you and mom would talk about what you would do when the war ended. And I rember the first thing that came o your mind was that you wanted a larger family. That just stuck with me." I looked at him in the face for the first time scence we got here. "Before I met theothers, I was alone, you and mom had been KIA a few years before. They became my family. Sometimes I want the family you would talk about every night before we went to bed."

There was a moment of silence shared between the two of us. "Here," He pulled a wallet out of his back pocket and handed my a photo form inside of it. "Thease are my kids. Cooper and Lily. There little fireballs, you might not have any blood siblings on your world, but here you have two. We can vistit them if you want. Thought I might interduse you are one of 'dadies friends from work'. Calling you there brother from a nother demention might freak them out."

I smiled and laughted. "I might like that."