A/N: Hey all! Here it is! The long-awaited chapter from Clint's POV! I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in forever, but I had a couple of chapters written before I started uploading this story, and now I've caught up, and the I got writer's block! Now even I have no idea where this story will go yet! I might write a chapter from Natasha's POV soon, so watch out for more updates!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers.
Chapter 6: Clint
Food. Water. Natasha. Baby. Water. Baby. Natasha.
The constant thoughts in his head urge him to push on. Surely if he keeps going, SHIELD will eventually find him.
All that is around is sand, the occasional plant, and more sand. It's boiling hot, but he hadn't been affected by it until a few days ago.
Eventually, it gets dark again, signalling the end of another lonely day in the haunting desert. Clint curls up under a small shrubbery and says goodnight to Natasha and the baby before drifting off to sleep, wrapped in his jacket to keep warm.
In his dreams, he's there with Natasha. They're just sitting in the living room in her apartment at the SHIELD base in Louisiana. He reaches out to tuck a strand of read hair behind her ear and asks her whats on her mind. She replies by saying that he's on her mind, like he always is, and that she misses him and wants him to come home. He's about to answer when suddenly the room disappears as he opens his eyes, taking in the upsetting view of the desert once again.
He wipes the stray tear away from his cheek and whispers to himself," I'll be home soon, Tasha. I promise." And Natasha knows that he never breaks a promise.
Clint picks up jacket and his water bottle and begins to trek on again. This is the cycle now, and has been for many days now. He has forgotten how many days he has been out here. He is getting sick of sand, of cactuses and of lizards. There is nothing else out here to see, so he constantly thinks about a certain red-haired woman back home.
Sometimes he thinks about his little sister, Nevaeh. He hopes that she hasn't run away again, and that she is okay. He also doesn't really want her to know that he isn't in the best situation at the moment, because she will worry way too much. It's already bad enough with Natasha being restless without him there, as he knows she is, especially with her being pregnant and all.
And if Clint knows one thing, it's that they're not going to name the baby Sahara.
Sorry it's such a short chapter! I promise then next one will be considerably longer! Please review!