(Authors Note: I am so so sorry I haven't updated this since March! I promise to update weekly!)
"Seriously, you're still following me?" Natasha said, rounding on Clint.
"Of course. You owe me one." Clint said.
"You wouldn't want me to join your Shield thing. Trust me." Natasha said.
"Maybe I could be the judge of that. I've seen your skills, we could use someone like you at Shield."
"Listen Barton, I have red in my ledger. I'm not good, okay?" She said.
"Doesn't mean you're bad either. Trust me."
"I don't trust anyone, and so far it's kept me alive."
"That's no way to live. I've seen your files, all of them. You can't hide forever."
"Watch me." Was all she answered, before turning around and heading the other direction.
(3 Hours later)
"Fury. Come in Director Fury." Clint said into his mouth piece, only getting static in return.
"Director Fury, is my mission compromised?" More static.
"Damn it. Looks like I'm on my own." He said heading towards the roof of a nearly desolated building.
"Whatcha looking at there Barton?" I voice popped up behind him out of nowhere.
"Natasha. I thought you were disappearing again."
"I thought about it for a little while and decided I could have some fun messing with you. But what is that thing that you're fiddling with?"
"It's my communications device. It..." He stopped himself, unsure if he should trust her.
"It..? Is it broken? Can I see it?" Natasha said, picking up where he left off.
Clint reluctantly handed her the device.
"Thanks!" She said, as she took off running with it.
"You've got to be kidding me right now." Clint said, tearing after her, cursing himself under his breath.