Nothing Will Ever Bring Us Back Together
Chapter Twelve- Meeting Clintasha
BARTON HOUSEHOLD
"Ells, I'm sorry. Anything that happens when we are inside my house doesn't matter, I have the strangest family ever."
"It's ok. I have a strange family too." Ethan smiled at her and unlocked the door. Strangely, the house was empty.
"DAD! MUM!" Ethan called out but there was nobody there.
"What are those?" Ella asked, pointing to the guns on the table.
"Glock-" Ella arched an eyebrow, "Guns. What day is it today?"
"Err... Thursday, I think?"
"They won't be home until about five then. Kat's got athletics. Do you want something to eat?"
"No, I'm fine thanks."
"Let's go up to my room then." So they did. Ethan climbed up the creaky stairs first, followed by Ella.
"Wow." Was all Ella could say as she walked in to the room. It was not what she expected. As they had just left with only a few things from their small village, Ethan's bedroom was very like a guest room. the walls were a creamy colour, sheets pale blue. It was quite bland, he only had a few things out; a photo of himself and Katya, a piece of homework, some books laid out across the floor. Ella decided that Ethan was a very tidy person, unlike herself who would just have a path of carpet to get to her bed and wardrobe.
"I know it's not a very wow type room," Ethan stated, "I spend most of my time at school, in the woods or with Kat. I don't spend much time here, awake."
"It's cool, I like it." Ethan smiled. He sat down on the bed and Ella sat on the desk chair. They talked, mainly about their families and hobbies until Clint and Natasha came home.
"ETHAN! ARE YOU HOME YET?" Clint shouted into the seemingly empty house.
"YEAH!" He shouted back and grabbed Ella by the hand. "Come on, it's time for you to meet my parents." They walked down the stairs and Katya turned around.
"Hey Ethan. Why are you here?" She asked Ella.
"Mum, dad you said I had to bring her round so here's Ella." Ethan said.
"Definitely Pepperony." Natasha whispered to Clint.
"Definitely." Clint whispered back. Ella, Ethan and Katya all looked very confused.
"Don't worry, sweetie, do you want anything to eat?" Natasha asked as Ella's stomach growled.
"Err.. Yes please."
"I know Ethan has told you that we're scary, we carry guns, we sleep with weapons under our pillows..." Ella waited for her to say that it wasn't true, Ethan was pulling her leg. "It's all true... I'm completely paranoid that someone will attack me... I have lived through things not in your wildest dreams, nightmares, you can call the slightest bit humane... But I have not shot anyone... in almost seventeen years. I won't hurt you. Neither will Clint. Do you want a cookie?" She seemed so cool about it and even out of the corner her eye She saw even Ethan looking shocked.
"Err, yes, um, please."
"Tash, you scared her. I promise they're not poised." Clint joked. He held out the jar and Ella took one. She bit in to it, chewed and swallowed then said,
"Did you make these? They're amazing!"
"I'd like to take credit but Tasha made them, they taught her how to bake at her err, um-"
"Finishing School in Russia." Natasha came back downstairs, completely changed. Ella finished her cookie and Natasha said,
"You can go back upstairs if you want, we only wanted to meet you."
Ethan took the opportunity to say, "Sure, come on Ells." They walked back upstairs and Ella asked,
"Did you know?"
"No they wouldn't tell me. She told you way more than she's ever told me." Ella nodded. "What time do you have to go?" Ella knew Ethan wasn't trying to be rude, just wanted to ask a few questions to his parents.
Her eyes sparkled as she said, "I can call my dad to pick me up now if you want."
Ethan paused for a moment before saying, "I didn't mean- You are a genius." She called Tony and asked him to pick her up. The next five minutes were agonizing.
"Do you think it will work?" Ella asked after two.
"What will work?" Katya had appeared in the doorway
"Kat, you know dad said something about a Stark?"
"Yeah."
"If Ella's dad-"
"I get it. I'll be door lookout reading." This made perfect sense to Ethan, not so to Ella.
As Katya left the room she asked, "What?"
"Katya... Reads between the lines incredibly well. She can tell a bunch of stuff from just one sentence. All of it, so far, has been true. Be careful what you say around her."
"Oh, Ok."
"Agent Barton #4, Are you there? Over." Katya's voice seemed to be coming from Ethan's watch. He pressed a button which Ella thought would start the stopwatch but he said in to it,
"I'm #3 remember? You're #4. Over." Ella smiled as Ethan let go of the button a said, "She likes to play spies, not my fault." Before Ella could reply Katya's voice came back.
"Red Ferrari pulling up. Over."
"It's mine." Ella gulped, glancing out of the window.
"Target acquired. Over." Ethan let Katya know.
"Target getting out of car. Target knocking on door. Agent Barton #2 opening door-"
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" Natasha screamed. Ethan and Ella could hear it coming up the stairs and through Ethan's watch.
"NAT! Calm down-" Clint began walking around the corner. So far, he couldn't see who was at the door.
"NO CLINT BARTON I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!" She shouted. Ella and Ethan got to the top of the stairs just in time to see Natasha punch Tony in the face.
"God, Natasha, you know I can't fight." He cried clutching his cheek. "Hello to you, too."
"Stark do not make me angry because you know I can get a lot worse than this."
"You can get worse?" Natasha drew a gun from each of her legs, a knife from each arm and pointed them at him. "Ok, I suppose you can." She chucked he guns at Clint who almost didn't catch them and put the knives back in the pockets on her arm. She then attacked him with her body. One knee to the groin and punch to the stomach later, Tony was sprawled on the floor and Clint was holding Natasha back.
"Couldn't have done that any earlier, could you Barton?" He asked, standing up.
"Nope," Clint replied popping the 'p', "But go away Stark, go away and NEVER, EVER come back."
"Gladly," He gulped, "Come on Ells, we're going." Ella hopped down the stairs, said thanks and jumped in the red car with Tony.
"Agent Barton #4 what was that? Over." Ethan asked, completely lost.
"I don't know..." Katya replied. It was the only time Her reading had ever failed her.
"KAT!" Ethan hissed before taking his watch off. He stormed downstairs. "What was THAT for?" He shrieked at Natasha, "She's going to hate me now."
"I'm sorry. Stark needs to know never to come back here."
"I'm not even going to ask why." He stormed back to his room.
"It's kind of true. She's going to hate us now." Katya replied before running upstairs to her room, almost in tears. If Ella hated them would Joe hate her? Would he stop her from hanging out with Zoe and Sam?
STARK'S RED FERARRI
'I know she didn't mean it,' Ella texted Ethan, 'And I still love you.' She locked her phone and looked at her dad.
"Why did she attack you?"
"You wouldn't know but Natasha and Clint said they were never coming back, the rest of us together." He replied simply.