Darcy barely managed to pull him out of the closet before the other avengers were upon her. One of them help her, she doesn't know which one, and then Jane takes her to sit somewhere. Darcy is well aware of the fact that she's over reacting, but dammit, she just saw Clint and another girl and she can't help the way she got immediately pissed and depressed within 2 seconds.

She knew better than to cry, she'd get to see Clint another time and crying was useless. She was suddenly overwhelmed by the fact that her and Clint had just kissed. Darcy had remembered to get the lipstick off of Clint's lip before she left the closet, luckily.

Darcy had just loved the way she fit into the mold of his body, the feel of his lips on hers. The wall hadn't been comfortable, but she didn't care. Darcy was young, her parents would never approve of Clint's lifestyle and she didn't care. Clint was dangerous and stong and cute and funny and and and. She didn't know all about him, he was the most secluded avenger, never going into his back story at interviews like Thor, Steve, Tony and Bruce. Natasha had gone far enough to talk about bits and pieces of her past, Clint hadn't ever talked about his past, only the present.

Darcy remembers her mom calling her and somehow the conversation getting to the avengers, then Clint. Her mom had never liked the avengers, and Darcy knew when she told her mom she was living with the avengers and had something, she didn't know what it was, with one of them, her mom was gonna explode.

Tony came and told her and Jane that both boys were fine and were going to be taken to the tower because the avengers never seemed to be able to heal in a medical bed. Jane asked if there was any honorary avengers, and to their surprise, Tony said yes. He listed them off,

"Pepper, Betty, Coulson, you Jane, Darcy, Harley and JARVIS. Before you ask, Harley is a kid who helped me with the Mandarin and his problems. You've never met him, but Steve and Bruce have. He's cute until he starts talking about Loki and New York." Tony sighs. "Oh, and Darcy? I saw the lipstick on Clint." The man winks and waltzes over to the room, helping get Clint and Steve out.

Jane gives her a look, but Darcy is already up and going, making room for Steve is leaning on both Natasha and Bruce, and Clint who is being held by Thor in a fireman's carry. Thor looks at her like he's just so happy that she's there and why is it that Thor can be threatening and adorable all at the same time? Darcy keeps quiet and smiles at Steve who gives her a small grin back.

It's the first time Darcy feels truly accepted anywhere in her whole life. It's ironic that Captain America, the man is not in his own time, makes her feel like that.

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Steve was barely stood up on his own feet, in the tower, with Thor, Bruce, Tony and Natasha around him when he fell. Tony and Tasha caught him first then Thor helped him back up. Bruce checked his eyes and Steve was sat down.

Natasha started talking, and it took him a minute to focus on her. She saw this and started over. "Do you remember Sylvia Jones? The nurse?" She waited for Steve to give a small nod before she continued. "Then you know that she likes to... take advantage of patients. Sylvia tried to do that to Clint, but she ended up not getting to do.. it... and she was arrested for sexual assault."

Steve sighed and dragged a hand down his face. "How far did she get? Do I have to worry about Clint getting a disease?"

Tony actually was brave enough to laugh and only stopped when Steve, Nat and Bruce glared at him. "No, Cap. Sylvia got her hands down his pants and tried to get her tongue down his throat but he woke up and resisted it. Then he went and kissed Darcy in a closet. Why do you even care, Cap?"

Steve groaned in an exasperated way, like he had to much to deal with. "And Clint is in bed? Darcy's in Jane's lab? I need to talk to them, don't I? And Stark, I care because I can't have him compromised, and because he is my teammate and friend and I always help everyone."

Tony and Steve stared at each other for a moment, challenging the other to do something. Finally, Tony sighed and turned to Bruce. "Cap's got to much on his plate. Can you do it, or do I have to?"

"I'll help, I don't do much for the team in any other way." Bruce smiled.

Steve, Tony, Thor and Natasha all started to say Bruce was a very big part of the team in several ways when Clint came into the room.

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Clint smiled as he saw his team bickering. They seemed to be saying something about Bruce, but he couldn't tell with Thor's big voice, Tasha's soft, velvety voice, Steve's commanding voice and Tony's perky, rough voice all trying to be heard over the others. He shrugged and went to get himself a beer. Clint ended up grabbing 2 bottles, and when he got to the living room, he handed 1 over to Tony.

Clint fell back against the couch, tired and dizzy. He tried to pop the top off of his beer but for some reason, he ended up on the floor, beer still closed. Is it bad that it surprised him when the other avengers went to help him up and he didn't see Steve? Yes and no, yes, because that means he just assumes that Steve would help him, and no, because Steve does always help everyone.

Clint is sat down next to Steve, and Clint wonders why Steve didn't help. Steve seems to be able to read minds a lot and right then is no exception. "When I tried to stand up on my own, I fell over."

He nods, and goes back too trying to open his beer. Steve makes a grab for the drink and doesn't quite get a grip on the thing. Somehow, they start wrestling for the beer, Steve not wanting Clint to have it, and Clint just wanting to drink it. The others are bickering over something and don't see. They notice however, when Clint falls on the floor, bottle of beer first. The glass cracks, beneath him and Steve reaches down and grabs his shirt.

None of the avengers know how strong he is and it still surprises Clint when he's pulled up and over the height of the couch, by Steve's right hand crumpled in his thin t-shirt.

Clint glances down at his chest for a moment, expecting a lot worse that what he saw. He had several small cuts and tears in his shirt and there was little blood. There was beer all over the living room floor, too. Grrrrrreeeeeaaaaaatttttt.

Tony gaped at him for a moment, then gaped at Steve for a moment, then gaped at the beer on his floor for a very long moment and left. Just left. Of course, then the female majority of the honorary avengers walked in Clint was still up in the air. He was light headed from being up there for so long and managed to escape Steve's grip. Sadly, he fell over the back side of the couch. Clint smiled up at Darcy, and shrugged.

"I have no idea how this happened."

"Yeah right. Get up, I need to talk to you." He hopped up and almost threw up but was able to keep it down. As they left, Jane called out something about being whippped.

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"Why'd you kiss me?" They were in a guest bedroom, which was bigger and better than most of the places both people had ever lived in which was saying something.

Clint made a face. "Did you not...? I thought you did."

She glared at him for a minute then sighed. "I did like it. I wanna know why you did it, though. This is a valid question, you know." Clint loved her sass, it was one of the many reasons why he kissed her.

He stepped close, hands going to her waist. "I kissed you because you are beautiful, funny, sassy, smart and a billion other things." He head went to the crook of her neck, suddenly tired. "I don't even know what to think about this." A hand waved the air around, uselessy. "All I know 's I like it."

Darcy could barely hear him, only because his breath on her neck was making her freak out. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

"I like this, too." He slowly raised his head to look at her, but seconds later, her hand was on his chin. She looked him in the eys, then reached up and put her lips on his.


AN: I am soooo sorry this is being updated so slowly, I'm really busy all of a sudden. Thanks for all the reviews, I love your guys' feedback! I own nothing, God bless!