"Clint? Clint, man you need to get up." Tony was waving my hand back and forth in front of my face. I inhaled a deep breath and took a second to survey my surroundings. Still on the fourth floor, Tony is obviously still here, and there is a phone lying on the floor next to me.

"Tony, what happened?"

"Is Natasha pregnant or something because you took a dive to the floor after she told you something? Don't worry I would have reacted the same way with new that bad. " Good old Tony, always the jokester.

"No, it… it's worse than that. How long was I down for?" At that moment I suddenly realized my face and the upper half of my shirt was drenched in some liquid. For Tony's sake I sure as hell hoped it was water.

"Yeah man sorry about the whole water thing," Good "I just thought it would get you up faster, and it did! You were down for about three minutes tops? Bruce came down and saw you like this, so he ran back to his floor for a medical kit or something."

"Listen Tony, I have to go get Natasha from the doctor. I don't need a med kit, I just need a car ready after I change my shirt."

"Fair enough. Whatever you say boss." For some reason I could tell that Tony knew what was happening. I ran to my room threw on the closest shirt, and hopped in the elevator to go down to the parking lot. Waiting for me at the bottom floor was a Hennessey Venom GT.

"It's the fastest one I got. I figured you needed to be there quick, so here you go."

"Thanks Tony, not just for the car, but for waking me up and everything." I was telling him as I jumped in the driver's seat.

"No problem chief. Tell Nat that I said hello." He called to me as I was pulling out of the parking lot.

My mind was spinning, and for a moment I was really afraid that I was going to lose it again. NOT IN THIS CAR. I drove as fast as I could to the eye doctor to get Natasha. That's when the worst thought hit me. How is Natasha going to handle this? At that moment I realized that nothing would ever be the same again. She would still be on the team, but what could she really do? I would still be in love with her, don't get me wrong, but I haven't the slightest idea on how to even start to help her.

"And so it begins." I told myself as I pulled inform of the doctor's.