Bobbi was training alone in the gym that morning, practicing his baton skills in Steve's boxing ring, her moves delicate balance of skill, strength and precision. That's when he showed up. "You just don't know when to take a hint do you?" Bobbi snarled.

Clint jumped back as Bobbi brought her baton mere inches away from his face. He knew that getting close to Bobbi probably wasn't the smartest idea after yesterday, but he had to admit, watching the Mockingbird fight to this day still gave him chills. "Cap was looking for a sparring partner. Just wanted to get in some target practice before he showed up."

Bobbi's breaths were short and ragged as she glared at archer with cold blue eyes. "Fine. Just stay out of the ring."

Clint huffed sadly as he hefted his bow "Just like old times."

"Look at those two," Tony sighed "so unsuspecting. So naïve. So," Tony's voice darkened as the smug grin crept onto his face "at our mercy."

"Are you sure this is going to work?'

"Rogers if you ask that one more time, I swear I will put you back in the freezer," Tony snapped.

"Come on guys, focus," James reminded "A lot's riding on this."

"Relax kid," Tony smiled as he linked his fingers and cracked his knuckles. "The love doctor is in."

"Watch your left flank."

"Did I ask for your opinion?" Bobbi glared at Clint as he stood at his perch, a lone platform on the corner of an elevated obstacle course. Clint's favorite shooting spot.

"Just saying. Remember Guam?" Clint asked "That IED hit your end of the convoy,"

"And took out 30% of my peripheral," Bobbi finished "That was six years ago. You think I don't know that by now? I'm not some rookie fresh out of the academy."

Clint sighed "I'm don't want to fight you Bobbi."

"Then mind your own business." Bobbi huffed as she jumped out the ring and marched for the door.

"Bobbi wait," Clint pleaded as he slid down from the ladder "You don't have to go."

Bobbi huffed as she struggled to open the gym doors. "You have got to be kidding me."

"What's wrong?"

"The door's stuck."

"It's probably just locked. Here, let me try something." Clint quickly typed in his security code and let the panel scan his retina. The door stayed shut. "What?"

"Clint? Bobbi? Can you hear me?"

"Yeah we hear you Tony," Clint replied to the billionaire over the intercom. "The door's locked."

"Yeah, sorry about that. James was messing with the computers again," Tony explained. "Took down a firewall and let a virus. Didn't reach the any of the Avengers files, but it made a mess of the home maintenance system. We'll get you two out of there as soon as we can. First we got to get Cap out of the bathroom before floods. Gotta go!"

"Tony wait!" Clint got no answer, leaving him locked in a room with his very angry ex-wife. Clint Barton was no genius, but he knew this for sure: He was in big trouble.

"You think they fell for it?" James asked.

"Hook, line and sinker," Tony confirmed.

"Why am I drowning in the bathroom?" Steve asked.

"Because you're a terrible liar," Tony clarified.

"Then why am I here?"

"To stand watch. Now stop talking andstart watching Capsicle!"

"So… Mack alright?" After twenty minutes of unnerving silence, Clint had to do something to break the silence.

Bobbi wouldn't look Clint in the eye. "Fine. He's with me at SHIELD."

Clint nodded. "What about Heartly and Idaho? They alright?"

"They're dead," Bobbi said in a low voice.

Clint lowered his head. "Sorry. Guess SHIELD's been going through a rough patch, huh?"

"Not that you would know," Bobbi murmured.

Clint glared at her. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

Bobbi shrugged. "All SHIELD agents are either dead, in jail, or on the run. And you're here living it up a fancy New York high-rise. Must be good to have a heads up when everything's about to hit the fan."

"You think that I kn-?" Clint couldn't believe it. "I didn't have a clue what Steve and Natasha were up to in DC. Bobbi, half my strike team turned on me. My SO tried to put a bullet in my head!" he disputed, pointing a finger gun to his temple. "And all through of that entire ordeal, all I could think about was you."

Bobbi kept her eyes glued to the wall.

"I've been looking for you for months. Where were you?" Clint asked in a gentler tone.

"On the run. Undercover," she offered coldly.

"And you couldn't give a head's up to know that you're alright?"

"Just stop Clint," Bobbi snapped as she looked at him with an icy glare. "Stop acting like you actually care!"

"Stop acting like I don't!"

"You sure got a funny way of showing it!"

"Bobbi how many times do I have to tell you? Nothing-,"

"Don't you dare say that to me again!"

"This is not good," James stated sadly.

"I told you this was a bad idea," Steve reminded.

"Give it time," Tony assured them "There's always a bit of a yelling phase."

"What are you guys doing here?"

Tony paled as his girlfriend's voice rang through in his ears. He jabbed Steve in the arm "I told you to stand watch!" He whispered.

"You're house is a living computer!" Steve hissed "Let him stand watch!"

"He's covering for us! He can't cover for us and stand watch!"

"Tony, what's going on? JARVIS said you guys were going to the movies," Pepper stated.

"See?" Tony snarked.

"We, uh, just got back," Steve responded quickly. "Tony wanted to check the security moniters."

"You guys were barely gone for half an hour. How long was the movie?"

"We got the showtimes mixed up," Steve responded. "Came back to find a new one."

"In the security room," Pepper stated doubtfully.

"Right, well, you see-,"

Tony sighed. "Cap, just stop."

James laughed. "Seriously Dad, you got to be the worst liar in history."

"Now that the obvious has been established, how about you guys try telling me the truth?" Pepper suggested.

"The truth: We're trying to get Cupid and Bobbi back together," Tony admitted. The billionaire stepped back from the monitor, Clint and Bobbi's argument on full display. "We locked them in there. Give Clint a chance to say his piece and maybe help them clear the air."

"Oh my God."

"Pepper, I know you're going to say it's crazy but,"

"This just like my favorite movie!" Pepper gasped as she grabbed seat and sat down. "Can we hear what they're saying?"

Natasha's place was on the way home," Clint explained for what felt like the millionth time "I stopped by to get cleaned up before taking you to dinner. I had Natasha pick up the flowers, white lilies your favorite flowers, to give to you as a part of your surprise for we celebrated our anniversary. That's it!"

"Oh God. You must think I'm some kind of idiot!" Bobbi yelled "To think that I would actually believe that after finding out the truth about you and her!"

"There is no me and her! How many times do I have to say it? What do I have to do for you to believe me?"

"Maybe start by telling the truth and admit that you left me for Romanoff!"

"Ok let's get one thing straight, I didn't leave anybody!" Clint disputed "You left me. You moved out. You asked for divorce. You kicked me to the curb, and you didn't even give a chance to explain!"

"You bought her an apartment!"

Bobbi's screams rang throughout the empty gym, leaving Clint in a state of dread. "How do you know about that?"

"After I found you with Romanoff, I did some digging," Bobbi began "wasn't that hard, you didn't do much to cover your tracks," Bobbi's voice became hollow "You paid for first three months' rent at her apartment, along with her bills and a lot of other stuff. A year before you requested her to be your partner," Bobbi's voice began to tremble "So don't you dare act like I'm the one left Clint."

"Bobbi-,"

"Don't!" Bobbi whipped her arm away as Clint tried to take her hand. "You lied to me! I trusted you with everything and all I got was one lie after another the second she walked into our lives."

Clint watched in agony at the pain in the eyes of the woman that had been his wife. "Bobbi, I love you."

Bobbi just shook her head "How am I supposed to believe that Clint?"

"It wasn't like that."

Only James remained calm as the Black Widow made her presence known.

Tony gasped. "Don't do that! How long have you been standing there?"

"Five minutes," James answered.

"Ten," Natasha corrected with smile "But I'm impressed. Anyway, I don't care what Bobbi thinks, nothing happened between me and Clint."

"Really? 'Cause Clint covering all you living expenses kinda makes him looks like your sugar daddy," Tony implied receiving jab in the arm from James.

"When I first joined SHIELD, Clint was the only person I could trust," Natasha walked over to the monitor as she watched the archer that she had come to care for like a brother. "He got me that apartment because I asked him to. When I was on that base my first I felt like everyone there was ready to shoot me in the back. When I found out he was paying my bills I told him to stop," Natasha sighed "He's looked out for me since the day that we met and all I did for him was cost him his marriage."

Steve placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "None of that's your fault, Nat."

Natasha took little comfort in the soldier's kind words."Try telling that to Bobbi."

"Jamie must've done a real number on the computers. I don't think Stark's ever been hacked before," Clint glanced at Bobbi as she sat silently in the corner, her eyes shattered like glass. "Shouldn't be too much longer," he guessed "At least we're not stuck running on of Thor's training sims. That guy has seen some crazy stuff, believe me."

Silence.

"Bobbi please say something."

"You know those stories you hear at the academy?" She asked as she stared off at the wall "The legends like, Ant-Man and the Calvary. One time I went back to the academy as a guest speaker. A lot of the kids kept asking me if you had come with me," she said "At first I was jealous, but then I realized: They weren't asking because I wasn't good enough. They were asking because they couldn't imagine having one without the other. We were the FitzSimmons of specialists. We were Hawkeye and the Mockingbird. Until you replaced me. Now all anyone ever talks about is Hawkeye and the Blackwidow."

"Replace you? Bobbi," Clint bent down and looked her in the eye "No one on this Earth could ever begin to replace you," he disputed.

"I saw the lease agreement Clint," Bobbi "For three months Romanoff's apartment,"

"Was paid for by Fury," Clint disputed "That apartment was one of his old safe houses. He told me to take Natasha there after she put one of the one of her instructors in the hospital. He just put my name on the papers in case she started looking around. All of that was Fury, Bobbi," Clint repeated "The apartment, the bills, and the car. It was all Fury."

"I see the way you look at her Clint," Bobbi argued "How protective you are of her. You don't act that way about somebody unless you love them."

Clint paused. "You're right, I do love Natasha."

Bobbi felt her heart sink into her stomach.

"But not in the way you think. Natasha Romanoff is the sister I never had. When I found her in Moscow, she was at her lowest point, and I felt like I was looking at the person I was when Coulson recruited me, someone who was trapped in a bad situation and couldn't see a way out. I love her. But she is not the woman I am in love with." Clint placed a comforting hand on Bobbi's cheek as he wiped away her tears. "That's always been you."

"We promised to always be honest with each other. To keep all cards on the table no matter what. That was our rule Clint."

"And breaking it was the biggest mistake of my life," Clint agreed "because it cost me you. Bobbi, not a day goes by where I don't regret not telling you the truth about Natasha. But I am telling you the truth now. And I need you; I need you to believe me," he repeated "because that is the only chance I have of getting you back. Because I can't take another second of having you hate me.

Bobbi chocked back a sob as the tears kept flowing from her eyes.

"I was never with Natasha," Clint stated "Truth or lie?"

Bobbi closed her eyes as she failed to keep the tears from streaming down her cheeks. "Truth," she whispered.

"I love you," Clint's voice began to crack, desperate to put all of his feelings in those three little words "Truth or Lie?"

"Truth," Bobbi managed as she chocked back a sob "Now it's mine turn to tell you something," Bobbi quickly kissed the archer with trembling lips. "I love you too. I never stopped." Clint wrapped his arms around her as sobbed into his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Clint."

"You got nothing to be sorry for."

"All those things we wanted to do," Bobbi managed "All that time we lost, we can't get it back."

Clint pulled away and looked Bobbi in the eye "But we can make up for it." Clint had almost forgotten what it was like to be kissed by Bobbi, but when he felt his lips against hers it all came back like a flood. The lips of Bobbi Morse were addictive and Clint Barton was going through a serious relapse. After one small peck, he just needed another, and another. When the doors to the gym suddenly opened, Clint had his fingers tangled in Bobbi's hair while her legs were wrapped around his waist. "Looks like the door's open," he managed between breaths.

"Guess so," Bobbi gasped.

The starred at each other for a moment, their eyes overwhelming with a single emotion: passion. A fire that they had not shared in years. "Bedroom," They said together. The two lovebirds rushed out of the gym hand-in-hand, stopping only for a second when their way was blocked by a group of familiar faces.

"Hey guys," Tony greeted with a smug grin "Got the door open."

"Yeah, we figured," Clint said stated.

"Surprised Bobbi didn't kill you in there partner," Natasha commented.

"It was going that way," Bobbi admitted "until we talked things out."

"Now if you'll excuse us," Clint murmured impatiently "We have some more 'talking' to do."

"Oh sure, go right ahead," Tony stepped aside and gave the two of them room to walk past "'talk' to your heart's content. Just keep it in your room," he stipulated, the grin still stuck on his face.

Steve quickly grabbed James by the shoulder as the ten year-old attempted to follow Clint and Bobbi. "Whoa, where are you going?"

"I'm going to spy them."

"NO!" the adults said in unison.

"But what if they start fighting again?"

"Kid, trust me. Those two are way past the fighting stage," Tony chuckled.

"If you say so. But why don't you Clint and Bobbi talking outside of the bedroom?" James asked.

"When you're older, I'll tell you all about it."

Natasha quickly pulled James away from the billionaire playboy "No you won't."

"Who else is going to give the kid the Talk? Cap?" Tony scoffed "He probably still needs the Talk himself."

"I know about…that, Tony."

"Yeah? Well I would love to hear what you know, Capsicle."

"Guys," Pepper interrupted "do you think that is really an appropriate conversation to have in front of,?" her voice trailed off and Pepper glanced at James indiscreetly.

James was getting frustrated. "What are you guys talking about? What are Uncle Clint and Bobbi doing in there?"

"James, why don't we go and watch some TV?" Natasha suggested in a tone that sounded more like a statement.

"But-,"

"You know, I think the Dodgers are playing the Yankees are quickly," Steve added.

James eyes widened. "What?" and the ten year-old took off while his father let out a sigh of relief.

Natasha turned her attention to the billionaire genius, her eyes filled with a look that Clint and James had nicknamed the Russian Death Glare "If you ever try to corrupt my kid again," she warned "I will make that shrapnel in your chest look like heartburn. Are we clear?"

"Crystal," Tony squeaked.

Hey Guys. I am sooooo sorry this one took so long. I had no idea that it had been almost a month since my last update. Wow! My bad. But college just started up and I just couldn't find time to write. I promise that will do my best to update more regularly or at least give you guys a head's up if there's going to a big break like this one. Anyway I hope that you guys enjoy this new chapter and thanks to all of you who have stuck with me this long. ;)