Things ended up being normal, well as normal as they could be after that, Tony and Loki spent more time than ever together, though a lot of it involved arguing and Loki throwing things at Tony's head. Somehow, somehow, they managed to talk things out, and the next time Clint went down to get Tony up there for dinner, Loki had him bent over the desk.

Clint had never looked so pale.

Tali was finally relaxed again at this news, neither she now Branden were really all that surprised.

"They have a lot of sex."

"Always."

Branden and Tali were starting to think that maybe that moment was what was supposed to happen, so they started sharing bits and pieces of the future. Tali took this chance to get to know her dad better, Clint didn't seem to mind.

They were there for weeks, it was comfortable, sure, but it wasn't the same. They needed to find out what needed to be done to get back home.

Whenever the Avengers were called out, Tali would go with them, mostly because she pouted if they said no, she ended up being a help some of the time and a distraction the other times. She didn't try as hard when it was real people they were fighting, she was much like Steve in she would rather incapacitate than kill.

It wasn't until Hydra showed up that that changed.

They had dropped in quickly, a surprise attack, they were doing fair, but they just kept coming they were overwhelmed, one of them had a bomb, it knocked Iron Man and Clint off their feet, Iron man got back up. Clint didn't.

There was blood around his head, Tali lost it.

She was by his side in seconds, grabbing his bow and taking every shot she could at the surrounding Hydra Agents, this time she was not lenient she knew the kills spots on a human and she never missed.

Through the eye. Through the chest. Through the mouth, the heart and the groin. They dropped like flies until they were gone, she was panting.

The bow dropping slightly when there was nothing else to aim at. then it dropped and she was staring at her hands, slowly starting to breath too fast. Hyperventalating.

"Tali, it's okay, Clint will be fine, he just hit his head," Tony said reassuring, Bruce was overlooking the archer then, and it was true, Clint would be just fine, it wasn't even a bad hit, and he'd only been scratched, head wounds just tended to bleed a lot.

But Tali shook her head and she couldn't control her breathing, "Oh…god," she gagged and then she was turning away and getting sick, sobbing quietly.

"Tali? What's wrong?"

There were suddenly arms around her, a familiar scent and soft words whispered in her ears and Tali folded into the embrace, sobbing quietly.

They made it back to the Tower with ease, Tali was clamer by the time they got back, but still unable or unwilling to speak, Branden seemed to know what was wrong the moment they got back.

"She's….she's never actually ah…taken a life before," he replied, "It's always just been robots," he said. The others all looked a bit stricken before going off to do their thing, Clint was taken to the clinic room they had set up for observation, just in case.

Natasha nodded, she seemed to get this, her arms were still around her, familiar and supportive, it seemed to help, and eventually Tali fell asleep. Natasha knew what a shock it was to take someone's life, her first had been met with much the same reaction, though Tali had taken sixteen in her rage over seeing Clint fallen.

At least she had done it for someone she loved. Natasha had not.