Stark was ecstatic. Ever since Legolas had announced he and the Spider's happy engagement Stark had been planning the perfect bachelor party. Now that he and Pepper were serious he didn't really get the chance to go crazy much anymore and had been looking foreword to the occasion for weeks. It had taken a lot of persuading to get Fury to agree to letting the group go at all, and they all had to swear not to use superpowers, ironman suits, or assassin gear for the whole trip. Fury didn't want to have to explain himself to the Council if anything went haywire, so the whole trip was to be kept off of SHIELDs radar. Tony had barely complained, he was just happy to get the go ahead.
Tony had known there had to be something between the two assassins. I mean come on, the whole 'love is for children' speech with Loki, it was just filled with subtext. When he'd mentioned his theories to Pepper she'd scoffed and told him to mind his own business. Speaking of Pepper, Tony skipped over to her desk and kissed her cheek. She glanced up from her paperwork, even though Fury had given the avengers the week off to prepare for the wedding Pepper wasn't so lucky. Before Tony could say anything his AI spoke up.
"Agent Barton and Thor have arrived, sir." The disembodied voice said.
"Oop, gotta go." Tony said with a grin as he kissed Pepper again, this time on the lips. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Don't do anything stupid, please." She begged him earnestly. "Just be safe."
"I'm always safe." He said with a grin as he grabbed his bag and headed back to the living room.
"I love you." He called back over his shoulder, if she responded he couldn't hear her. Tony walked into the room, since the bachelor party was going to be in Vegas and the wedding in California, Tony and Pepper had moved back into his Malibu mansion for the week. Steve Rogers had also been bunking with them, despite his misgivings. The super soldier had his bag packed and was sitting on the living room couch sketching something.
"Come on Captain, Vegas is waiting." Tony yelled as he walked over. The soldier glanced up, smiled slightly and grabbed his bag.
"I'm coming." He said as he followed Tony over to the door.
Tony and Steve walked over to the car. Clint was in the front seat wearing sunglasses while Thor was in the passenger seat looking ridiculously excited.
"Shit," Tony grunted as he admired the vehicle, "nice car."
"Yep." Clint said with a cheeky grin as he tilted his sunglasses slightly.
"Isn't this one of Agent Coulson's cars?" Steve asked as he set his bag in the trunk.
"Yep." Clint said with another grin. Steve slipped into the seat behind Clint. Tony didn't bother with the door, instead jumping over into the backseat behind Thor. Clint started to protest against Tony jumping on the fine upholstery.
"Just shut up and drive." The billionaire said as he settled himself down. "Hey point break." He said as he patted Thor on the shoulder.
"Greetings Man of Iron." The Asgardian's voice boomed happily.
"By the way, where's Dr. Banner?" Steve asked as they started driving.
"Not coming." Clint answered. Steve still looked confused. "He's worried about the alcohol, and getting overexcited." Clint clarified.
"Yeah, the other guy would make a mess out of Vegas." Tony grumbled. "It's too bad though." He'd tried to convince the Doc, but in the end had lost that battle.
They arrived in Vegas shortly after dark. Clint handed Coulson's car over to the valet, then headed up to the hotel with the guys.
"Hi, welcome to Caesars." The friendly woman at the front desk greeted. "Checking in?"
"Yes, we have a reservation under Steve Rogers." Steve said politely.
"Alright, let me look that up for you." She said as she started typing into her computer. Thor was looking around him wildly, taking in the building and all the people walking around him.
"I have you in a two bedroom suite on the twelfth floor, is that ok?" She asked.
"Sounds fine." Clint said, he was used to dealing with much crappier hotel rooms, he remembered an op with Natasha where their room only had a couch. That had been a fun trip.
"Actually, I was wondering if you had any villas available?" Tony stepped in. Clint raised his eyebrows while Steve started to protest.
"Tony, we're not even going to be in the room." Steve said.
"It's not necessary." Clint added.
"It's not a big deal, we can share beds, one night." Steve said, although he privately winced at the idea of sleeping with any one of the other men, staying in the same building with Tony was hard enough let alone the same bed.
"If we share beds I shall sleep with Tony." Thor said. Tony turned and glared at him.
"Is that not acceptable?" Thor asked upon seeing his expression.
"No, it's not." Stark stated bluntly. "Guys, you're not sharing beds, what are we twelve?" He turned to face the woman, "I'm sorry, how much is the villa?"
"Well we have one villa available, and it's 4,200 for the night." She said, unfazed by the bickering.
"Is it awesome?" Clint asked with a smile.
"It's pretty awesome." The clerk returned, also smiling slightly.
"We'll take it." Stark said, flashing his credit card.
The four took the elevator up to their room. It was stunning, not Avengers Tower stunning, but pretty impressive none-the-less.
"Holy…" Steve started as he saw the view, but stopped himself before cursing.
"Now this is Vegas!" Tony said as he walked over to the window looking out over the casinos.
"Thanks guys." Clint said as he set his bag on one of the couches, and glanced around, committing the floor plan to memory out of habit. Whenever he and Natasha would enter a building they'd immediately map out all escapes, vents, windows, good combat areas. It had saved them on any number of missions.
"Alright," Steve said, "pick a room and get dressed, be ready in thirty minutes." He instructed as he grabbed his bag and headed into one of the bedrooms. The others followed his example.
Clint's room was a good size, decent window, not as fancy as the room Stark had made for him in the Avengers Tower, but better than most hotel rooms he'd stayed in over the years. He could immediately hear Natasha's voice in his head, criticizing the room: the windows are too big, and too close to bed. Snipers would get a clean shot at you. He smiled slightly, Natasha was always a realist, and she'd saved his life more than once. No, he wouldn't be sleeping on that bed tonight, regardless of whether this was a vacation or not. He found an air vent and lifted himself into it, it was a tight squeeze, but he'd been in tighter, it would do fine for one night. Hopping back down onto the floor he went into his bathroom and started to undress as he waited for his shower to warm up.
When he came out of the bathroom after his shower, only partially dressed, Tony and Steve were sitting on his bed talking.
"Hey, I wanted to show you guys something." Tony said as he reached into his pocket. Clint was pulling his shirt over his shoulders, but walked over to see what Tony had. Stark pulled a small black velvet box out of his pocket and opened it to reveal a gorgeous ring with any number of precious stones imbedded in it.
"I'm gonna propose to Pepper at your wedding." Tony said with a grin while the other men gawked at the jewel. "Well, technically after the wedding" he added.
"Congratulations." Steve said with a smile as he clapped Tony over the back.
"It's about time." Clint said with a grin, "honestly, if you'd told me a year ago I'd be marrying Natasha before you and Pepper tied the knot, I would have said you were insane."
"I completely agree." Tony said with a grin. "I've actually had it on my mind for a while now, I just couldn't think of how to pop the question." He said as he admired the ring. Then he shut the box and put it back into his pocket.
After they'd all showered and changed into fresh clothes, they left the villa and headed back to the elevator and from there up to the roof.
"We're definitely not supposed to be up here." Steve muttered, hands pushed deep into his pockets as he followed Tony and the others past the 'Staff Only' sign on the door and from there onto the roof.
"We're the Avengers, we can do whatever we want." Tony retorted as he pushed a concrete block into the doorway to keep it open.
"Come on guys, up here." Clint had climbed up onto a higher portion of the roof and was perching there happily. Stark and Thor climbed up the ladder to him.
"You all right?" Clint asked as Thor put too much pressure on one of the rungs and broke it.
"Yes, but this contraption is ill made." Thor grumbled as he reached the top. Clint stood up and walked over to the edge of the roof to stand beside Tony. Steve followed Thor up the ladder.
"Wow," Steve said as he joined them, "nice view." Clint nodded as his blue hawk-like eyes stared out over the city, taking in things the others couldn't possibly see. He smiled slightly, thinking back to all the times he'd done this in New York, and all the times Natasha had come up to the roof to join him in his brooding. He'd always gone to the roof to be alone before Tasha, but something about her presence had made looking out over the city all the more enjoyable, even before the engagement.
He wondered absentmindedly if she'd ever been to Vegas, he couldn't remember her mentioning it so he guessed she hadn't. Thor meanwhile was struggling to pour something into little shot glasses he'd carried up with him in a satchel Jane had given him for the trip.
"Whatcha doing point break?" Tony asked as he walked over to help the oafish God of Thunder.
"The lady Darcy gave this to me." Thor said with a smile, indicating the drink.
"I wanted to make a toast actually." Steve said as he took his glass and held it up slightly. "To Clint and Natasha, may this night be a tiny speed bump in an otherwise long and happy marriage." He said, as he shot a glare at Tony, clearly blaming him early on for whatever was about to happen that night.
"Cheers." They all said as they drank.
"I want to take a sec to talk about memory, more specifically selective memory." Stark started. "Because whatever happens tonight, might as well not have happened at all. Because this circle is as far as it is ever gonna go. In other words, forget everything." Clint laughed slightly. "Clint, I'm serious, Pepper will kill me." Tony said. "Good or bad we don't remember so we have nothing to talk about, nothing guys, nothing. Deal?" He finished.
"Deal." The others replied.
"Alright," Tony said as he poured everyone another glass. "To a night we'll never remember. But the four of us will never forget."