Chapter 25

Clint woke in an unfamiliar pace, 'Am I in hospital' he thought as he sat up, his head pounding. He looked over at the man who was asleep on the chair beside him 'A police escort?' he thought as he began removing the heart rate pads from his chest seeing his big scar, his hand running down it, why did he have no memory of this!

The heart rate monitor flat lined waking up Phil, jumping out of his makeshift bed, seeing Clint sitting up "Clint, Babe! Your awake!" he took the hand of his lover "How is your head?".

Clint snatched his hand back "I'm sorry brother but I have no clue who the fuck you are, where is Barney? Where is my brother?" he looked around the room "What happened? Why am I in hospital, with a" he looked Phil up and down "Police escort?"

Phil's brow furrowed "Clint, it's me Phil, Agent Coulson, I'm your handler, your not in hospital your at home in the medical ward of Stark tower" he looked at Clint's face trying to read if he remembered any of this "Jarvis could you please alert Dr. Banner that Clint is awake" he said to the AI.

"Of course Sir" Jarvis responded

Clint jumped at the response, looking around for a person, What was going on! "Uh Phil did you say your name was?" he saw the mans face drop at his comment "Can I please speak with my brother. His name is Barney…Barney Barton, he was probably with me when all this happened, look he's all I've got, I need to know he's okay"

Phil's heart broke; he had read enough of Barton's file to know what Barney had done to Clint and why his lover hated talking about him. Had he really lost all the memories of SHIELD, the Avengers and of him? He finally composed himself "Mr. Barton….You are at Stark tower because you are an Avenger, you fight in a team of hero's" his voice shook "I am your handler and your boyfriend, yesterday you fell and hit your head. Please tell me you remember this!" he looked at Clint who clearly had no idea what he was talking about.

"Look just get my brother, I don't need a fucking bedtime story" he spat back not taking any of Phil's pleas in.

"Clint your brother is dead and has been for years" Phil finally breaking down "You hate Barney, because he betrayed you…You really don't remember?"

By this point Bruce was in the doorway, seeing Phil's face he knew something was up "Agent Barton, good to see you awake"

Clint finally stood up "I don't know who this 'Agent' is but its not me" he turned to Phil "And that half assed lie about Barney wont work, he would never betray me, he's my Blood" Clint headed for the door.

"Clint, Wait!" Phil yelled after him "Look at yourself, you know there are things you can't remember, the bruises on your hips, the long scar on your chest, I'm telling you the truth".

Clint stopped at the doorway "I need to find my brother" he knew the man was right but he wanted to find Barney. After their parents died all they had was each other, he couldn't risk him alone. He walked out into the hall 'What the fuck was this place' he thought as he finally made his way to the elevator.

"Hawkboy you survived again I see" Tony walked over to Clint at the elevator "If I where you I would get rid of the bloody bandages on your head before heading outside, unless you want strange looks"

"Tony….Tony Stark?" Clint couldn't believe his eyes

"Wow bird brain, how hard did you hit your noggin!" Tony slapped his back "where are you headed anyway?"

"I…Uh..Mr. Stark, I need to find my brother, Barney" Clint responded still in shock he was in the same room as Tony Stark, let alone conversing with the man.

"Mr. Stark? What is your deal Clint? When have you ever called me that, as for Barney why do you wanna be near that backstabber?" Tony looked up seeing Bruce and Phil in the hallway "Banner what did you do to bird brain" he asked.

"Clint has amnesia" Bruce said "He doesn't seem to remember anything since his circus days, hence asking you about Barney and clearly fangirling over you Tony" he joked.

Tony placed his arm around the archer, pulling him away from the elevator "So your telling me that the past Hawkboy used to look up to me eh? Ohhhh can we keep him like this? Or are we gunna have to re-teach him everything" Tony sighed "oh god its like Capsicle all over again! Please tell me you know what the Internet is!" he joked.

"Look as much as I appricate your hospitality Mr. Stark my brother…"

"Your brother is dead, Jarvis bring up my biggest fans file on the screen" Tony cut off the archer, getting sick of his constant pining for his brother.

"As you wish sir" Jarvis making Clint jump again

Tony laughed "That would be Jarvis, he runs this house, don't fuck with him or he will eat you alive" Tony couldn't help but tease the man.

"What's a Jarvis?" Clint asked

"I am a Artificial Intelligence program created my Mr. Stark to help him with anything he needs, that also runs the Iron man Suit and multiple Stark Phones" Jarvis responded

"Oh baby you are more than that, with out you Cap wouldn't know how to live" Tony joked

"Cap?" Clint asked looking at the screen as his file flashed up, videos of him fighting next to a red headed woman kept playing on a loop

"Oh we haven't woken them up yet! Banner why would you keep them out of this, this is gold! A bird with no memory" Tony ran to Natasha's room and began banging on the door "Stop having weird sex and come see this"

Phil couldn't deal with all the joking and just locked himself in Clint's room, looking at his side of the bed he began crying. He couldn't imagine not remembering their relationship, they had spent so long together, 5 years; So long they had kept it under the radar, Phil sneaking into Clint's room to spend the night, stealing kisses while on solo missions. He really thought that 5 years would have been a time to celebrate for them, he had even bought a ring, he had planned to propose to him, to tell the world of their love and now all that was ruined because he was to rough during sex!

Phil looked around the room, he got the ring box out of his bedside cabinet and placed it on Clint's pillow with a note that simply said 'For when you remember me'. He grabbed his duffle bag from the closet and headed down the back stairwell and out into the New York Street that was starting to wake up. He looked up at Stark tower as a tear fell down his cheek.

"Goodbye Clint" he said as he walked away