AN: warning!there is smut in this chapter :3
It was December 24th and Katie had been up all night. Kept awake by her thoughts. She was scared. She loved Steve and she knew the day of the New York invasion. She knew when lost his control in central park. And it terrified her. What if she scared him off? What if he didn't want to be in this deep? She suddenly heard her door creek open. She quickly wiped her tears then put on a smile, seeing her little sister walk in. Quinn looked in. looking between curious and concerned. "Sister?" Katie smiled, getting up, going to Quinn, picking her up. "Hey little sis."
Quinn looked at her concerned. "Why are you so sad?" Katie tensed up a moment. She forgot her sisters gift. Able to sense the feelings of those close to her. Katie sighed, going to sit back down, holding her little sister close. "Well, I love Steve." Quinn smiled. "Uncle Steve?" Katie smiled. "Yes." Then Quinn looked confused. "Why does that make you sad? Isn't love suppose to make you happy?" Katie smiled sadly. "It makes me sad because he doesn't know. Not yet." Quinn looked like she was letting it sink in. "Why don't you let him know?" "Because it could scare him off. See Quinn, sometimes when someone loves someone else, it's scary. Because they may not love them back or that love might scare them because it's..."She paused, thinking of the right word. " Consuming. Love is consuming and scary and it takes you over when you least expect it." Katie looked to her little sister on her lap.
She didn't even realize she was crying until Quinn wiped her tears away. "Tell him. It'll be ok" Katie bit her lip, hugging her sister. "Ok. I'm trusting you sis." Quinn yawned and Katie chuckled softly, letting her go back to the floor. "Why don't you head back to bed. It's a big day coming soon. Santa is gonna be coming." Quinn raised one of her little eyebrows and Katie swore she saw her dad's mini-me. "Santa isn't real. It's illogical and imposable that a man in a sleigh and reindeer can deliver over 6 billion gifts in 24 hours. " Katie faceplamed. She also forgot how much of a little genius she was. She was surprised she didn't give her the mathematical odds of it. "Oh lord. Quinn, just go to sleep." She chuckled softly.
Quinn yawned again, rubbing her eyes. "Ok. Night sister. I love you." She started walking toward the door. Katie smiled. She sometimes forgot Quinn was still technically only one. "Love you to sis." She laid down, starting to feel sleepy. Comforted by her sisters words. She turned her light off, turning over, going over plans to talk to her captain and tell him what shes been holding back for so long.
Quinn didn't go to her room. She was heading toward the lab. She knew how to escape her crib, easily. She had a special key pad on the bottom of the glass door. Tony made sure she was able to reach it easily. The door opened then she suddenly got picked up. Agent Jenkins was on duty. "No. bedtime. Now." He sounded annoyed. Quinn struggled as he attempted to carry her back to her room. She cried in anger, kicking and yelling. "No! I don't wanna go to sleep! No!" He growled, holding her tighter, nearly dropping her. "Stop moving you rug rat. It's two in the morning." She let out a high pitched cry in frustration. Suddenly he heard a very angry Mrs. Stark from in the doorway of the lab. "Put her down now." He turned, sighed. "Mrs. Stark, I'm sorry, she was wondering and refu-" She glared, arms crossed. " . ." He complied, placing Quinn on the ground. Once on the ground she glared up at Jenkins before kicking his shin, going to her mother. He yelled in pain. "Ah! What the hell?"
Kim knelled down, picking Quinn up. Quinn hugged her mom. Her mother kissed her head. "Are you ok sweetie?" Quinn nodded. "uh-huh." "Good." "Want me to handle him?" Clint appeared in the doorway. Nothing but a tee shirt and sweats, hair a little disheveled. Agent Jenkins was starting to put two and two together. How kiss-swollen her lips her, the red marks that will certainly be hickeys in few hours. She spoke. "No. Take Quinn into the lab, she wants to do some work."
Clint nodded, taking Quinn from Kims arms. "com'on princess." Once Kim and Jenkins were alone, she shoved him, hard. "Don't you ever pick her up like that again, or ever. If you so much as touch my daughter I swear you will get the worst report S.H.I.E.L.D has ever seen, you will never get work again. You so lucky Tony didn't catch you or you would have been blasted out this tower." "Does he do you good?" Kim paused, tensing. "I don't think that is any of your business what me and Tony-" "No. Not Tony. Clint. It's obvious what you two were doing. I have to say, you do a poor job at hiding your affairs." Kim swallowed, just like that every bit of anger left her body, leaving shame and fear. "What would your daughters think? Better yet? What would Tony think?" She swallowed. He continued. "I knew you were a whore all along. How else would you have gotten into Iron Mans pants so deeply he actually wants to fucking marry you-" Clint cut him off with a strong punch to the face. Kim jumped. She didn't know he was watching. Jenkins grunted in pain before he felt himself get lifted and pinned by his neck.
Clint growled, pinning him with his forearm to his neck. "If you ever call her that again or bring this up again I swear I will end you and it won't be fast." Jenkins struggled for breath but still enough to stay alive. "I'm sure your little boyfriend Gage-" that's when he blacked out from Clints fist. Kim pulled Clint back, tears going down her face. "Clint, stop. You could kill him." Clint breath heavy. She was the only one able to calm him down. He swallowed, his breathing returning to normal. "I'm sorry. I ...I lost my temper. I just..." He couldn't take Jenkins at all. He couldn't tolerate him. Not anymore. She quickly brought him into a hug. "It's alright but now what do we do with him? He can't stay out in the hall." Clint let go of her, going to Jenkins now unconscious body. Hauling him onto his shoulder. He started walking upstairs, the body dangling like a rag doll. Kim followed. "Clint?" Clint got to the front door. "JARVIS, door please." The front door opened, the snow and cold of New york blowing in as he threw him outside, closing the door then locking it. Kim's eyes widen. "Clint!" "He's a threat Kim. We needed to get rid of him." She sighed. "We couldn't ask Coulson to pick him up?" Clint went to hug her, holding her close. "We will, in the morning. You should get back to Tony, he needs you more." Kim frowned softly before turning and going up the stairs. Clint sighed, leaning against the wall, hands thru his hair. This affair had to stop. It was gonna kill them both. But not before they have a day for just the two of them. A date.
The next morning Tony went to Quinns room, frowned. "JARVIS, where's Quinn at?" "In the lab sir. She went down in the middle of the night. She couldn't sleep." Tony smiled. "ok. Thanks jay." He went to the elevator. He had to wait a moment. Someone was using it.
Clint had Kim pinned to the elevator wall. They were on there way to get Quinn. He was ravishing her neck, kissing and suckling the soft skin while his hands roamed over her hips and back and hair. She moaned. "Ahh clint...mmm.." He groaned, grinding into her stomach. Her hands went under his shirt, feeling the well defined abs. He moaned, kissing her lips, deeply, holding her head. She moaned before gently pushing him back. Her hair ruffled and face flush and lips so beautifully swollen. "mmm stop...this..this is too much right now.." He panted, holding her close. He was achingly hard. "It's ok." she shook her head. "nNo, it's not. Let me help." She smirked softly before kneeling and unzipping his pants. He breathed out, controlling himself. His hand going into her hair gently. He gasped as she took the head into her mouth, suckling lightly. He knew his control over pounding into her was getting more and more fragile. He knew he would break. They haven't had actual sex yet. Just fooling around. She always stops him before it gets that far. He bit his lip as she took him deeper, suckling and doing such wonderful things with that tongue. It wasn't long before he had to give her the single that he was coming but she stayed as he groaned, swallowing every bit. He looked down , panting. Seeing a bit leak out of the side of her mouth, down her chin. Oh lord he was in trouble. This woman would be the death of him. He leaned down,kissing her deeply. Before putting himself away and zipping up. He pulled away gently before pressing the button. The elevator continuing as they cleaned themselves up. The elevator dinged, opening up.
Tony was already on the kitchen, making coffee and getting Quinn's breakfast ready which was just a microwave breakfast bowl because of the cooking skills he lack. He wondered where Jenkins was, he hadn't seen him all morning. He had found Quinn asleep in the lab by her work. He wasn't waiting, he wasn't sure what was keeping there elevator before. He smiled when he saw Kim walk into the kitchen. Her face flushed and hair still a tad frizzy. He went up to her, kissing her. Her lips tasted different but he couldn't put his finger on it so he let it go. "Hey angel.." She put on a smile as she put her arms around him. "Morning." Quinn looked sleepy but was eating her breakfast, smiling to her mom. "Merry Christmas!" Kim smiled, going over to Quinn, kissing her head. "It's not Christmas yet sweetie. Thats tomorrow." Katie then walked in, smiled. "Morning. Hey is it ok if Steve comes over?" Tony smiled. "Of corse, I was gonna invite the other avengers anyway." Katie smiled, getting her phone out, calling Steve,walking out of the room. Tony still held Kim, suddenly sniffing her hair. She smelled different to, a cologne he dosnt use. He put it to the back of his mind but it worried him and broke his heart. He knew her and Clint were always close and denied seeing anything other then friendship but now it was making it's self known, forcing him to face reality.
He wasn't enough.
He kissed her head before walking into the living room, looking at the tree. It was large with many lights and decorations and tinsel. It sparkled but he didn't feel much like celebrating, now that everything was making sense. He suddenly felt a hand on his arm. "Baby, are you ok?" Tony put his mask back up, smiling to her as he turned. "Yeah, fine angel." He kissed her before starting to make his way to the lab. "I'll be in the lab making calls." He paused, turning. "Also have you seen Jenkins? I haven't seen him since before we went to bed." Kim swallowed but smiled. "No idea. Maybe you should give him a call." Tony nodded before continuing to walk to the lab. He didn't get to the hall when soddenly the front door to the tower slammed open, putting him on guard as he went in front of Kim.
He was about to call JARVIS to get his suit until he heard Jenkins very angry voice. "What the hell?! I can't...! Graah! " He relaxed slightly but he felt Kim tense. He walked to Jenkins, meeting him in the entry way to the living room. "Jenkins, calm down where have you been?" Jenkins glared. His eye black and dried blood under his nose. "Where have I been?! I've been out in the goddamn snow and cold because of your fucking bodyguard!" Tony glared. "Agent Jenkins I need you to calm down now and stop the swearing, my daughter is in the other room-" "Like I give a fuck! Birdbrain over there trew-" Tony wasn't having any of it, grabbing him by his shirt and pinning him roughly to the wall. He was seething with a quiet anger.
"You calm down now and stop the swearing or I call Coulson. What will it be?" At the mention of Coulson, Jenkins calmed, breathing out of his nose. "Fine." Tony let him go. Kim had a hand to her mouth, looking over to Clint who had his gun ready and must have shushed Quinn to the lab.
Jenkins glared to tony. "Birdbrain over there threw me out of the tower." Tony glared. "Must have had a good reason." Kim stepped toward Tony, glaring lightly to Jenkins. "He was handling Quinn roughly. She was wondering, couldn't sleep and wanted to go to the lab. He tried to force her to go to bed." If Tony was mad before, he was furious. His hands shaking as he gripped his cold, snowy shirt. He huffed a few times, controlling himself before shoving him against the wall, walking away.
"Clint,get him out of here." His voice was low and controlled. Jenkins looked shocked.
" ..com'on,I was just trying to put her to bed." Clint walked over, roughly grabbing him by his shirt. Tony continued. "I'll call Coulson, keep him somewhere...fuck, away from me, before I kill him." He was getting his phone. Clint nodded, dragging him to his room. "Com'on, move." Jenkins tried to fight him off but it was futile as he was thrown into Clint's room, Clint locking the door. Jenkins glared up at him. "Seriously? What the fuck? I was trying to get her to go to bed, she was wondering the house." He let Jenkins continue, arms crossed in front of him. "Spoiled princess had it coming, she shouldn't be wondering around at god knows how early. Not exactly like had good examples of good parenting, no surprise he'd turn into an awful parent-" Clints head perked up, a mixture between interest and anger. "What do you mean?" Jenkins had the guts to smirk at clint. "I did some...searching of my own. Old Howard Stark, amazing weapons maker, piss poor parent. Only a matter of time before he abuses that little girl like his dear dad did to him. You know what they say, "Like father, like-" He got cut off by a hared punch to the nose, making him yell out in pain as his nose started bleeding, broken. Clint glared down to him. "Shut your fucking mouth. You won't say another damn thing about Tony, we clear?"
Jenkins smirked, laying on the bed, nose bleeding down the side of his face and to the bed. He chuckled lowly. "Wow, first the wife and now her dear hubby. Dear lord Barton, you get around, you screwing them both, thats how you got this job huh? Stark is a man whore, I'm not sur-" Clint growled, lifting him by his shirt, throwing him to the wall. He spoke, seething. "You don't know when to shut up. Tony made a mistake by letting me keep watch over you so unless you have a death wish, I suggest you shut your mouth before I rip your goddamn tongue out." Jenkins kept his mouth shut, nodding. Clint smirked, throwing him back to the bed.
Tony paced, waiting for Coulson, burning off his energy, keeping himself from beating Agent Jenkins. He had a feeling Clint wouldn't hesitate to do so. Kim sat on the couch, watching Tony worriedly. "Baby, calm down, he's settled, he's leaving." He shook his head, running his hand thru his hair. "He hasn't hurt you has he? Or Quinn? Tell me he hasn't.." He looked to Kim, his eyes a broken mixture of anger and guilt. She frowned softly, standing, going to him. "No, he hasn't. You need to calm down, before you punch a wall." She smiled sadly, holding his hands.
He sighed heavily, leaning his head on hers. There moment was broken when the doorbell rang and JARVIS spoke up. 'Sir, Agent Coulson has arrived." Tony stood straighter, going to the door, opening it quickly. Coulson came in. "I'm sorry were meeting under these circumstances , I assure you we had no idea of Agent Jenkins instability or lack of social skills." Tony rolled his eyes. "Just get him the hell out of here before I kill him." Coulson nodded. "Of corse. Where is he?" "Rght here." Clint spoke as he had Jenkins hands cuffed, roughly leading him down the stairs. Nose crocked and blood dried on his face. Coulson raised an eyebrow and Clint glared. "Get him out of here." Coulson went to him, taking Jenkins by his cuffed wrists. "Agent Jenkins, we have some talking to do."
Jenkins, for the first time looked genuinely scared and Tony found that oh so satisfying. Once they were out the door and leaving, Tony gave Clint a look. "So he didn't have a broken nose when he went up there.." Clint let out a sigh. "No, he didn't." Clint crossed his arms. Tony smirked. " So why was his nose broken?" Clint smirked back, ignoring the sped up heart beat he had when he looked at Tony. "Fucker deserved it." He started walking back upstairs. He had a room to clean.
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