AN and Disclaimer: I don't own them…..just warping them to my satisfaction. Ok I should be in bed, but since I am only going on a field trip tomorrow and hopefully not having to coach a softball game, then I can go without a little bit of sleep. So enjoy and pretty, pretty please leave me some reviews! They are fuel for my soul!


Chapter Four:

Tony Stark sat back in his desk chair and glared at Nick Fury. "So you're telling me that my sister is still alive? After all this time. After all I've done for S.H.E.I.L.D. and the Avengers, you just are now telling me that my sister is alive!"

"It's a bit more difficult than that."

"How so? Because it seems that by these pictures she is happy and healthy." Tony said looking at the pictures on the data pad again.

"Healthy, yes. Happy, hopefully now she is." Fury said taking the data pad back and putting it in his inside jacket pocket.

"But why keep it from me?"

"She doesn't remember you, Stark."

"Excuse me?"


Clint lay on his side, watching Emma sleep in the early morning sun. There were very few things in this world that he wanted. The one thing he wanted most of all was for Emma and Audrey to always be safe. That was the entire reason that Emma had left S.H.I.E.L.D. when she had become pregnant and that was also why it had taken so long for him to ask her to marry him a second time. He had asked her several years ago and she had said that she would marry him when the time was right. And he felt that now was the perfect time.

He gently brushed several loose strands of hair out of her face before kissing her lips. He hated to waste a beautiful day, sleeping. "Good morning, beautiful," he whispered before kissing her again.

"Good morning," she said opening her eyes and stretching.

Emma curled up against Clint's chest and sighed. "What is it?" he asked.

"How many days are you staying this time?"

"I was ordered to take two weeks off. Get my head back on straight as Fury put it."

"So what were you thinking of doing on your time off?"

"Spending the entire time with you and Audrey. Also heading over to city hall and marrying you," he said, kissing the top of her head.

"Well let's get this day started then."


She had tracked him all the way to Central Park. She had to make sure that he was ok. Ever since Budapest, she had loved him even though she would never tell him that. They were too close as partners for something like that to come into play. She didn't want to ruin the chemistry that they already had. Besides, Clint never once showed any interest other than professional in her.

Clint's S.H.E.I.L.D. homing icon showed that he was near the center of Central Park, near the lake. She glanced all around for him, trying not to be spotted. Then something caught her ears.

His laughter.

"Higher daddy! Higher mommy!" a light brown haired girl with light blue eyes squealed happily between her parents as she swung back and forth between them as she was held up as the small family walked.

Natasha stood there in shock for a brief moment. There was absolutely no way possible that Clint Barton had a family. They told each other everything. Besides he had too gruff of a personality at times. Yet the scene in front of her told her otherwise.

What else had he not told her?

Tears began to sting her eyes as she turned away and made her way out of the park.


He checked the address on the card once again before entering the shop with the boarded up window front. Emma Carter wasn't joking when she had said that her bookshop was opened for business even though is was near the destruction center. There was a ton of people in here. He made his way through the crowd towards the front counter where a young woman with blonde hair and glasses was manning the cash register.

"can I help you sir?"

"Yes, I was wondering if Emma Carter was here today?"

"Emma!" the young woman yelled, "You have a customer!"

A few seconds later, Emma appeared out of a back storage room, dusting off her hands. "Yes, how can I help you?" she asked.

"I don't know if you remember me…"

"Oh yes, Mr. Modern History Who Asked About my Aunt," she said. "I took the liberty of pulling some books just in case you came by."

She knelt down and pulled a stack from the bottom of the shelf next to the cash register and placed it up on top of the counter. There were about 15 different books in the stack. "I wasn't sure what you exactly wanted. So I picked a mixture of it all."

Steve quickly glanced at all of them. "I'll take them all."

Emma nodded and had the young woman ring them up for Steve. "I hope that these help you in whatever you need." Emma said before turning to walk back into the backroom.

"Wait Ms. Carter, can I ask you something?"

Emma turned back around.

"Do you mind meeting sometime to talk about your aunt with me?"

Emma had been kept enough in the loop with things at S.H.I.E.L.D. to know who this really was and why he was asking about her aunt. It was clear after their talk yesterday. She picked up a small piece of paper and wrote down her phone number on it. "Call me in a few weeks after I've had a chance to get my shop back in order. Then we'll talk."

Steve thanked her and left the shop with a smile on his face. Emma glanced down at her watch. "Oh Kaleigh! I've got to go! I've got to go run a few errands before Clint and I are supposed to be a City Hall this afternoon."

"Sure thing Emma. We've got it all covered here."

Emma turned and walked back into the backroom to find Clint waiting for her just on the other side of the doorway. He glared at her. "What?" she asked.

"You do know who you gave your number to right?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because he asked about my Aunt Peggy. I remember the stories she used to tell me about him growing up. It's only to talk. Don't get you're bowstrings in a jumble."

He continued to glare.

"Seriously we're going to do this today," she said. "Fine two can play this game. What about you're new partner at S.H.I.E.L.D., Natasha. Believe me, I know who she is. Fought her a time or two myself before you so easily managed to turn her to our side. How'd you do that? Hun? Wanna go there?"

Knowing that Natasha was a sore subject with Emma, Clint just pulled her close and gently kissed her lips. "I'm sorry. I just over reacted. You know some guys have all the luck and charm, while others have to work hard for what they've got."

Emma sighed. "Clinton Barton, what am I going to do with you?"

"Marry me this afternoon and make me the happiest man in the world," he answered stealing a kiss from her.