Chapter 2! Don't be expecting 2 chapters in one day that often. :)

"It's either you or the girl!" The man yelled in sloppy english, his gun pressed against Clint's head. "You shoot her, or I shoot you and the girl." he ordered Clint, who had his gun pointed at Natasha.

The woman in question was being held by two men who were holding her arms out, making it a clear shot for Clint. "Just do it Clint!" She yelled. If he hadn't known her for so long, he never would have picked up on the small quiver in her voice.

"Tash you know I can't do this!" he screamed back, blood dripping out the side of his mouth after the brutal beating the men gave him. All he could wonder was what they did to Natasha...

"Listen to the girl." The man said, pressing the gun harder against Clint's head. "Shoot her and you live. Don't shoot her and you both die. Choose on the count of three."

One

"I can't do this."

Two

"Tasha I love you."

Three

"I'm so sorry!" he yelled as the gun shot rang out. The man removed the gun from Clint's head and walked away, snickering to himself. The men who were previously holding Natasha let her fall and were following after the man. Once Clint was sure he was alone he rushed over to Natasha, who...was alive?

"Tash?"

"There's a reason...you're better...with arrows." She gasped, a hint of laughter in her voice. He missed her heart, thank the Lord, but got her lower shoulder, which was pretty close to her heart.

"Dammit..." he mumbled over and over, ripping off part of his shirt and pushing it against Natasha's shoulder to put pressure on it. This mission had gone so well. They were doing great; shooting at everything and everyone, and hitting them. Until some men came up from behind them, taking them away from the scene with their handy rags soaked in chloroform. "I'm calling Coulson for help. Just keep talking to me Tash." he mumbled, trying to get someone on the hellicarrier to respond.

After what seemed like an eternity, someone finally responded. Luckily, it was Coulson.

"Barton? Is everything alright? We lost your signal...wait-we got it back. What's happening?" The agent said.

"I need help ASAP. Natasha's been hit." He said, keeping his hand firmly pressed against her shoulder.

"Five minutes. Don't go anywhere." Coulson said.

"Five minutes Nat. Can you hang on for five minutes?" Clint asked the red-head, trying to tell him that his hand was getting dangerously close to her boob.

"I'm good." She nodded, wincing at the slightest movement she made with her arm.

It wasn't long before help came and Clint could finally rest knowing that Natasha was in good hands.

Once he was and debriefed, Clint found Coulson roaming the halls.

"Is she alright?" Clint asked, rushing over to the handler.

"She's fine. She did make me promise one thing though."

"What was that?"

"Well...let's just say you two will never be going to Budapest for a mission again."

"So that's what happened in Budapest?" Tony asked, as all the Avengers sat around listening to what they have tried to find out for so long now.

"That's what happened in Budapest." Clint and Natasha said at the same time.

"And now you can stop saying that we got hitched in Budapest." Natasha added, giving Stark the 'say that once more and I'll cut off your balls' look.

"I, the one and only and extremely handsome Tony Stark will never say that the spider and bird boy got secretly married in Budapest ever again for I fear for my life." Tony said, putting both his hands in the air as a sign of 'please don't do that you scare me truce?'

Natasha will always remember Budapest as the place where Clint had to shoot her to save her, but Clint will forever remember it as the first time he told Natasha he loved her.