Author: I'm back! It's been a crazy summer and I'm so sorry I was away! I saw Ant-Man and Pixels! Anyways... Niom suggested this idea while back and while it may not be exactly what she/he was expecting, I tried. Warning for language and blood.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Clint?!" Steve and Natasha both shouted.

Clint crouched behind a broken wall and shouted, "Some bastard caught sight of me and decided to shoot at me. Then his buddies joined in."

"Can you get out?" Steve asked.

A portion of the wall exploded, peppering Clint with shards of cement and mortar. "Not without a distraction and some cover fire." He growled.

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Pietro skidded to a stop near Natasha and glanced in the direction of where he knew Clint was.

"I can go get him." the speedster panted.

Natasha looked at Steve before nodding to Pietro.

He was fast and only getting faster the more he trained.

"You are not going without me." Wanda protested.

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"Wanda! Pietro! Listen to me! Stay with Natasha and Steve. Watch their backs. Do NOT rush into this to extract me!" Clint snapped.

"We can not leave you there!" Wanda shouted.

"You can and you will!" He snapped back as a bullet flew past him.

"We are not leaving you." Steve told him.

"Cap! I've got a visual on the group shooting at our Hawk! I can take them out but I'm gonna need a bit of help!" Tony shouted.

"Thor! Go with Tony and take out the group shooting at Clint." Steve commanded.

"Stay where you are friend Hawk! We will destroy our enemies and retrieve you." Thor boomed.

Another bullet flew by Clint and he shouted, "Whatever just make it fast!"

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Pietro growled and glanced at Steve and Natasha.

"Pietro." Wanda said, squeezing his hand gently.

"I am not going. But I do not have to like it." He muttered.

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"What is that!?" A Hydra agent shouted as lightning lit up the sky.

"One of the Avengers!" another agent shouted.

Lightning danced across the ground, scattering the agents and setting fire to their spare ammunition.

Tony laughed as he soared overhead, watching the agents trying to avoid the lightning.

"Hey Clint? You seeing this?" He cackled.

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Clint groaned and said, "Sorry Stark but I'm missing the show."

"You okay?" Tony asked, hovering nearby.

"Define okay." Clint whispered.

"I'll take that as a No." Tony said.

Clint glanced up as Tony landed beside him and whispered, "Hey."

"Damn." Tony hissed.

Clint was bleeding heavily from one shoulder and there were more smaller cuts on him that the billionaire could count.

"Don't joke about me going through another window yeah?" Clint chuckled.

Tony laughed and said, "No worries Hawk. Just show me where it hurts."

"Not enough fingers for that." Clint groaned.

"Hey guys... We need to get our Hawk out of here. Looks like he's been shot in the shoulder and caught a lot of shrapnel." Tony said.

"How bad is the bleeding?" Steve asked.

"Pretty bad. I think he's lost quite a bit." Tony admitted.

"Yeah. At least a pint." Clint mumbled.

"Put pressure on the worst wound. I'll be there soon." Natasha piped up.

Tony disengaged his suit and put it into sentinel mode before crouching down next to the archer.

"You still with me buddy?" the billionaire asked.

"Kinda. Took a bullet. Richoeted off a chunk of metal." Clint whined when Tony pressed against his shoulder wound.

"That'll have to come out." Tony muttered.

"Yeah it will. Let me see." Natasha said, appearing over his shoulder.

"Hey ya Nat." Clint whispered.

"Hush up you idiot." She sighed, probing his shoulder wound as Tony held him down so he couldn't thrash.

"Lady Romanoff? Is our Hawk well?" Thor asked, landing nearby.

"No. I need part of your cloak." Natasha told him.

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Wanda ran over as Thor landed nearby with Clint.

"Are you alright?" She demanded.

"No... I want to go home." He whispered, not caring how much like his own children he sounded.

"We need to get you patched up." Steve told him.

"We have the stuff at home for it." Clint whispered.

"He's right. We can clean up his shoulder and patch up the rest of his injuries on the way there. I can't get the bullet out without cutting the wound open further." Natasha said.

"I can. It will hurt but..." Wanda whispered.

"Do it." Clint told her.

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"Laura!?"

"What's going on?" She yawned, sliding off the couch.

"Clint's hurt. We need the med kit." Natasha told her.

"Upstairs in our room. How bad is it?" Laura whispered.

"Bullet to the shoulder. Wanda got it out but we need to properly clean it up." She called, heading upstairs.

The door opened and Steve brought Clint in.

"Hey babe." Clint whimpered.

Laura gently hugged him before going to clear off the kitchen table. "Lay him down here." She called, tossing a plastic table cloth over the table.

"Is there something we can do?" Wanda asked, as Pietro rushed her inside.

"Pietro, run upstairs and check on the kids. Wanda, help Steve with Clint." Laura told them.

"Kids asleep?" Clint groaned.

"Yes sweetheart. Now hush and relax so you can be taken care of?" She told him softly.

Clint sighed and leaned back as Natasha came back with the Med Kit and Pietro came in with Nathaniel.

"He was awake and fussy." Pietro said, offering the baby to Laura.

"I'll go up to Lila's room and feed him. Nat, take care of him." Laura said.

"You know I will." Natasha promised.

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"Clint? Can you hear me?"

Clint cringed and tried to wave away the pressure he felt on his head... Until he realized the pressure was in his head.

"Get out!" He snapped, sitting up.

"Lay back or you'll open the bullet wound you idiot!"

He blinked and stared at Natasha before glancing at Wanda who was cowering nearby.

"Don't do that again." he whispered.

"I am sorry... I wanted to help." She whined.

He cringed and motioned for her to join him on the couch.

"Since Loki, I hate the idea of anyone messing with my head. Sorry." He told her.

"They told me. I know. But you had not woken up since you were given the Morphine." She whispered.

"Not the first time." He shrugged.

She curled up against him and he gently squeezed her as Pietro settled in on his other side.

"Where's everybody?" Clint asked.

"Thor, Steve, Nat, Laura, and the kids are all asleep. These two refused to sleep until we knew you were okay." Tony piped up.

"And you stay up to keep an eye on the household." Clint smirked.

"Somebody had to since you were zonked out... Dad." Tony teased.

Clint grabbed Tony's arm and dragged him into a rough hug. "Thanks you idiot." He muttered.