"Steady, steady." Clint aimed his arrow at the small silver loop, his focus was sharp, he stood his bow at the ready.

CRASH! The sound came from the main room. Clint flinched loosing his arrow. The arrow bounced off the walls before lodging itself into the head of training dummy.

"Ya still got it Barton." he said, admiring his targeting. Grabbing another arrow he slowly walked into the main room, he didn't see anything and he dove behind the counter. Looking around he didn't see a single object out of place.

"Then what was that noise?"

"Hello ." Clint jumped and hit his head on the shelf. He looked up too see captain Rogers standing over him, his hand outstretched.

"Cap! Don't scare me like that!" Grabbing Caps hand he pulled himself up.

"What are you doing behind the counter anyway? You already know Tony took the last bagel." He laughed at his own joke. Clint rolled his eyes.

"No. I heard a crash and ran out here to investigate." He rubbed his head feeling for a bump. "You heard it right?"

"No, have you had your coffee yet?"

"I don't drink coffee, it helps keep the nerves calm." He folded his bow and placed it in the holster on his back. "I prefer tea." Cap walked off and Hawkeyes stood still alert in the main room.

" ?" Wanda walked into the room cautiously. "I didn't expect you up this early. Looking at the clock he realized it was only 5:00 in the morning..

"I couldn't sleep,when I'm not sleeping, I'm training." He made his excuse up quickly. In reality he had been up all night thinking about the aftermath to follow the "Ultron" incident. "Why are you up?"

"You make quiet a lot of noise for a spy."

"Oh. Sorry." He knew what noise she was talking about but it hadn't been him. He wonder curiously about the noises and how no one but he and Wanda seemed to hear them. Then again, he had to be trained to hear this well, being an assassin and all. He was skeptical on how Wanda had heard the noise from her corridor on the other end of the hall. Then he saw it, the small flicker of red on Scarlets hands, how ever Wanda was clearly oblivious to her powers being active. He decided to ignore it. "Sorry for waking you."

"It's fine, nothing much to dream for anyway." Wanda responded clearly shaken. He watched as the flickering red over her hands throbbed expanding and decreasing.

CRASH!

This time he saw it happen, the leg of the table had been compressed, and became nearly in existent. The Maximoff child jumped and with that the red was gone. Clint examined the situation, when Wanda realized the error the powers ceased. He had to find out more but he would need help.