I just realized I spelled easy wrong in the end note on the last chapter...oops...anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. We FINALLY find out why Claire doesn't want to punch Obsidian's guts out (I made him up, and I want to. Evil bastard.) Anyway... Warning, there is a LOT of French in this chapter. Claire usually uses it when she's angry which is a LOT in this chapter. Anyway, Enjoy!
She knew that she hadn't put herself in a good position. "Bon travail, moineau! Vous etes dans une mauvaise position maintenant ... Oh allez Tony ...
Ne me laissez pas tomber maintenant!" Oh and now she was talking to herself. Lovely. Claire realized she had about a dozen weapons aimed at her,
not to mention Obsidian himself coming towards her. "Now, now. You didn't think it would be that easy to escape, did you my dear? Not after the last
time you got away." He put a finger under her chin, forcing her to turn her eyes to him. "Now you can rule with me, my queen." "Je prefere mourir que
de rester avec vous!" She spat at him. "So angry, aren't you? I know what you came here for Moineau. Unfortunately, you will not be leaving here with
it, if you leave at all." He paced a bit before stopping in front of her again "Your friends, they won't come for you. They don't care for you. None of
them." "You lie." She looked up, spotting movement in the rafters. "No one will find you until it is to late." At that moment, all hell broke loose. The wall
behind Claire exploded into tiny bits. Obsidian immediately found her in the chaos and drug her away from the Avengers now pouring in. Claire
struggled in his grasp. "No chance, sweetheart. I'm much much stronger than you. Or have you forgotten?" He flung her into the room. She simply
glared at him. He sat across from her, staring her down. "Don't try it, Claire. I know you're hiding your knives. I also know that your gun is in your boot.
You forget who trained you, love." "Don't call me that." She seethed "It's only minutes before they find me, and then you'll be dead." "Then you won't
have what you want. Look, Claire, I'll make a deal with you. I'll tell you where, if you let me go free." He smirked before standing and folding his hands
behind his back. "I would never." "That's your decision then love. I am sorry it had to end this way. Adalyn, dear, come say goodbye." "Fils de pute!
Vous avez eu son pendant tout ce temps! Vous avez pris mon bebe de moi!" She hoisted herself to her feet, her gun finally coming out of her boot. "Uh
uh uh. Our. Our baby, my love." "Amour? Vous ne m'avez pas amour. Donne-moi ma fille, Obsidian, et il n'y aura pas de probleme." The four year old
watched on with wide eyes as her mother and father squared off. "Oh, but I did love you. Did being the key word. You running away made me rethink
that." He knelt beside the young girl "Daddy has been taking good care of you, hasn't he sweetie?" The girl nodded. "Vous kidnappe ma fille. Tu l'as
prise sur ma tete. J'ai joue votre jeu stupide." "And you lost, my dear Claire. You lost terribly." He pushed himself up and retrieved his weapon "See, I
have won. I have my daughter, and you're stuck here. No one will find you in time. Not to save you." He went to shoot Claire, but Adalyn would not
have it. She ran in front of her mother, taking the blow. Claire's eyes flicked from her to Obsidian and back. "Adalyn..?" The girl didn't move. Claire fell to
her knees, taking the girl into her arms. "Vous l'avez tuee! Vous avez tue mon bebe!" She yelled at him through her tears. He stared for a moment.
"Stupid children." He turned, starting to leave. An arrow flew into the wall next to him, just inches from his face. "Better rethink where you're going,
Obsidian." Clint's voice rang out strong from the corner of the room. Obsidian weighed his options before turning and running. Tony sighed "Hawk, we
got him. Help out Claire-bear, would ya?" Clint nodded before sauntering over to Claire. "You alright?" He knelt next to her, placing a hand on her
shoulder. She flinched and moved a bit, revealing the young girl in her arms. "My baby...My little girl is dead." She sobbed. Clint hurriedly took the girl
and lay her on the floor. "She's got a pulse. It's faint, but it's there. If we can get her back to headquarters, she might just survive. Claire, look at me."
She wiped her eyes and looked over at him. "She'll be fine. I promise." He lifted the young girl and began walking towards the awaiting jet, Claire
following closely.
Translations~
Bon travail, moineau! Vous etes dans une mauvaise position maintenant ... Oh allez Tony ... Ne me laissez pas tomber maintenant!- Good work, Sparrow! You are now in a bad position ... Oh come on ... Tony Do not let me down now!
Je prefere mourir que de rester avec vous- I prefer to die than stay with you
Fils de pute! Vous avez eu son pendant tout ce temps! Vous avez pris mon bebe de moi!- Son of a bitch! You had her all this time! You took my baby from me!
Amour? Vous ne m'avez pas amour. Donne-moi ma fille, Obsidian, et il n'y aura pas de probleme- Love? You did not love. Give me my daughter, Obsidian, and there will be no problem.
Vous kidnappe ma fille. Tu l'as prise sur ma tete. J'ai joue votre jeu stupide.-You've kidnapped my daughter. You've taken on my head. I've played your stupid game.
Vous l'avez tuee! Vous avez tue mon bebe!- You killed her! You killed my baby!
Damnit Obsidian! You don't go around shooting children! So, now we know. Obsidian had Claire's daughter. Also, they have a past together. That will be gone over in the next chapter, because now Clint is curious. Plus, it'll be more fluffy now :3 yay fluff. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. :D