*bites lip* EEEEEEP! okay when you reach the end of this chapter tell me if you want me to add another chapter with the avengers finding out what happened!
"CLINT!" Natasha called out, suddenly filled with panic. The bolder landed with a crash just as she made it outside.
"CLINT!" She repeated, no no no! NO this can't happen. "Clint..." Her voice trailed off as she began sobbing uncontrollably.
I love you too, she thought.
The earthquake stopped just as the HYDRA building collapsed but Natasha couldn't care less. Clint was...-
No he would pull through, this was one of his tricks. He would come round some rubble, laughing at how gullible she was, Clint couldn't die...
Natasha crawled over to the pile that used to be a massive building. She started moving the rubble aside desperately. She had to get to Clint.
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After a few hours of hauling aside the rubble, Natasha hands were bleeding tirelessly but she kept going, she had to see Clint again. He wasn't dead until she saw him like that.
Natasha was still crying. She was surprised, she would have thought all the moisture in her body was spent bit the tears kept flowing.
Eventually she moved a rock aside and saw a small trickle of blood.
She could see Clint now. Through the rocks.
"No..." She whispered, throwing away more rubble exposing his head.
Natasha worked a bit longer, exposing his torso and eventually his whole body.
His uniform was torn and bloody, as was he. Natasha turned his head slightly and saw a definite dent at the back if his skull.
"No..." Natasha began sobbing again, she picked up his head gently, hugging it tightly to herself.
"I love you too..." She whispered. "I love you too."
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Natasha wasn't sure how long passed as she cradled Clint's body but after about an hour or so she heard a helicopter.
She looked up, still holding Clint close, and saw the SHIELD insignia.
She turned back around and buried her face in Clint's shoulder, she should probably wipe away her tears, look strong but what was the point. She didn't care anymore.
Footsteps approached behind her and she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Natasha." Coulson spoke to her softly, carefully.
"We aren't leaving him here." She spoke definitely. She wouldn't let them leave without Clint.
"Of course... Come on." Coulson let her pick Clint up and they both walked towards the quinjet.