Chapter 16

The Return

"Clint, open the door! I have breakfast" Kate said as she knocked on his door "Come on its not even that early!" she joked.

"You're barking up the wrong tree lady, he moved out yesterday" A man said, he reeked of cigarettes.

"Moved out? Are you sure?" she questioned, "Did he tell you where too?"

"Look lady, he told me to keep the deposit and gave me the key to the place back, him and some redhead took his stuff and left. Hate to break it to you, I think you're the other woman!" he said.

Kate couldn't help but giggle "Thanks" she said as she turned to leave". Well I guess he went back to Stark Tower, she had basically lost him now, she threw out breakfast and called his cellphone.

Clint could hear his phone buzzing away on the table as Phil stirred next to him. He chose to ignore it and cuddled up to Phil's warm body, and drifted back to sleep.

'Voicemail' She thought 'I guess he's back to being the busy Agent' She sighed and headed home to watch crappy TV alone before work.

"Good afternoon Agents, It's 1pm the weather in New York is 32 degrees, and there is a slight chance of rain" Jarvis said.

Clint felt Phil get up from the bed, he stretched out "Do you have to go somewhere?" he asked.

"Nope, just got hungry" he chuckled "fancy a spot of lunch in bed" Clint just nodded as Phil headed to the kitchen.

"Someone look like they had a good night" Tony stated "Guess you didn't spend it on your couch, how is Clint anyway?"

Phil had his head stuck in the fridge " He's fine, just hungry" he closed the fridge door and smiled knowing that Tony would be thinking the worst, and he headed back to the bedroom.

Clint had fallen back asleep while Phil had gone, laying on his front spread across the entire bed, all Phil could do was smile, the sheet was hugging the archers body in all the right places, making him go wild.

'Take it slow' Phil thought as he placed the food down and carefully got back into bed and ran his hand along Clint's spine "Babe" he said watching him stir and lift up his head, he sleepily smiled and placed his head on Phil's chest. "5 more minutes…. please" he whined.

"I'm not forcing you to get up silly" he smiled as he felt Clint's lips on his chest, his heart fluttered, he drew his arm around Clint's exposed back.

"I hope you know that I love you, and never stopped loving you" Clint said

Phil could feel the emotion rushing over him. "Me too babe, me too" his voice started shaking and Clint sat up and kissed him, Phil couldn't stop himself and he jumped on top of Clint and was kissing him roughly, his hands exploring his bare chest.

Clint pushed Phil off and stood up, trying to hide his hard on with a pillow, "I said it would take time, Phil" he looked like he was slightly embarrassed by the fact his body wasn't agreeing with his mind.

"I know Clint but I feel that not all of you agrees with your choices" his eyes shot to his restricting underwear.

Clint sighed and grabbed his towel and headed to the en-suite, Phil followed him hoping to get some more action. Clint kept his back to Phil as he turned on the shower; he knew where this was heading. He removed his boxers, releasing his throbbing hard on. 'This is going to be a lot harder than he planned' he thought. His body was completely ignoring his head as he felt Phil's body warmth get closer and kisses were placed along his back, his muscles contracted from Phil's touch.

They both entered the shower and Phil's mind when back to the last time they did this, back in Belize. He pushed Clint against the cold tile and started kissing his neck.

Clint allowed Phil to cover him in kisses, even though the whole time he knew it would drive him to run again. That was until Phil clearly wanted to get more, "Phil, please" Clint said as he stepped towards the water, washing himself.

"Don't you want this Clint?" Phil asked "Or are you gunna run off and see Kate, I saw she called you this morning!". Phil automatically regretted saying that as Clint got out of the shower and threw on clothes and slammed the bedroom door. 'I'm such an idiot' Phil thought as he dried himself off.

Clint walked past Tasha's room "Fancy the range?" he asked, Tasha knew him well enough to know that this was his way of a) Blowing off steam and b) talking about things, she got up and followed him.

"I just don't get it Tasha! Does he not get what I mean by it will take time" Clint fired arrows at his targets "And that comment about Kate! I didn't even know she called, he's making me feel like a teenager!" Clint missed the target "FUCK! I missed".

Tasha was keeping her eye on Clint's body language as he spoke "Maybe him staying in your room isn't a good idea, it makes him feel like you guys are normal again? As for Kate he's extremely jealous of this woman, which by the way you haven't dished the gossip to me yet either! As much as returning to the team and seeking the specialist out is for you Phil is dealing with it too, in fact why not take him along to a session?" She kept her eyes pinned on Clint, he kept missing targets and she could tell he was getting angry.

"Take him along? I guess that could help, kinda like couples therapy HA!" he fired again and missed " FUCK! And as for gossip there really wasn't and isn't any' Natasha watched him as she saw his tell sign.

"You, Clint Barton are lying! OH MY GOD did you sleep with her! You and vagina…No it can't be true!" she joked.

Clint sighed, the main problem of having spy friends is you can't have secrets. "Me and vagina, Nat if that was true you know I'd only have eyes for yours" he laughed "We didn't have sex, sheesh. She may have kissed me and I returned the favor"

"Clint Barton! You little SLUT!" Tasha punched him in the arm "This whole time I knew there was something, as soon as Phil said you were at the Breslin in a suit!" finally Clint hit the bull's-eye.

"Thank god I thought I'd lost my mojo for a second there" he said looking over at Natasha.

"I blame kissing girls" she said

Clint grabbed her and kissed her on the lips and then proceeded to tickle her. "There now you can stop being jealous of Kate" he kept laughing as she squirmed beneath him.

She was in shock but also hated Clint for the tickle fight that was going on, Tasha heard the door open, and Clint finally stopped his attack.

"Agent Barton there is someone here for you" Cap said as he watched him get off Natasha and walk out.

"Thanks Cap" he said as the door closed behind him.

"Ms. Romanoff" he said while helping her up "I thought Clint was gay?"

She let out a laugh "Cap he was just tickling me, he's still gay as ever!"

Steve felt stupid, he really misread the situation "Oh" his face reddened.

"Mr. Barton, I'm Dr. West, I'm here as your SHIELD appointed therapist" she walked forward thrusting her hand out.

'Fury would send a woman! Keep Phil from getting too jealous I suppose' he thought "Okay Doc, lets do this" he said as he sat on the couch.

"Did you want to go somewhere more private?" She asked looking around at the lounge.

"Doc, at Stark Tower there is no privacy" he joked "Here is fine"

"Okay" she sat down getting out her notepad, "Lets start from the beginning and maybe we can touch on the incident today" she said. Clint closed his eyes 'Here we go' he thought