Chapter 12
Daisy made it back downstairs a few moments later to see Laura checking Clint's heartbeat against her watch. Daisy made to wait a few moments to let her finish, but Laura must have heard her.
"She never takes to anyone that quickly. Except for Wanda and Kate." Laura glanced up smiling, "You must be the chosen one."
Daisy grimaced, "Been told that my whole life. Am I ever going to find out who these random women are by the way?"
Laura chuckled, "Wanda and Kate are like the older sisters Lila wishes she had instead of brothers." Daisy raised an eyebrow.
"God how many kids did you get out of him?" Laura just smirked and dropped her husband's hand from her own. Clint groaned from his makeshift bed on the table. He lifted his head up pitifully.
"Didn't die? Cool." He dropped his head and smiled dopily up at his wife. Laura had a smile on her face for all of three seconds before her caring hand came down across the top of his head. Daisy winced at the loud pop it made as it connected.
"Clinton Francis Barton!"
Daisy chuckled, "Francis…" Clint just squinted at her angrily before his attention was back on his wife who was now laying into him.
"…highly irresponsible and dangerous! You made that poor girl carry you all the way here!" Laura was looking down at him with a scowl. Clint mumbled something under his breath about how Daisy only carried him to the car and Laura's hand lashed out and caught his nose and pulled. Clint seized up and mutters 'ow' repeatedly until his wife let go. He glared at her.
"I was shot today!" If he thought that was an excuse then the look on Laura's face should have clued him in differently. A sickly sweet smile had appeared in place of her scowl. She pulled out a cell phone that looked like it was from the early 90s. More like a satellite phone really.
"How about I call Natasha and see how she feels about this?" Laura asked with the "proper concern" Clint had been complaining that she lacked. Clint's eyes grew about four sizes and had Daisy clutching her stomach as she laughed, as Clint apologized to his wife profusely. He offered to cook and clean just about anything to get her to change her mind.
Laura simply pointed at Daisy and said in a crisp voice, "Apologize."
Clint looked at Daisy with a pleading glance and said, "Sorry, Daisy."
Daisy smiles at him and nods, "S'okay old man, just not as agile as you used to be." Clint scowls at her and looks like he is about to respond with a scathing remark when his wife coughs softly. He straightens a bit and smiles up at her, his eyes losing their usual dimness and lighting up when he sees her. Literal heart eyes. Grossly Adorable.
Daisy coughs into her hand to break up the love fest. "So, uh, where am I bunking?"