The pain in his chest was worse than the one in his hand.. he blinked looking down not seeing the blood on his hands, his knuckles were raw and his hand throbbed. He was such a failure, he needed to get back and get back now. Yanking open his bag he pulled out the beacon hitting the switch. Now hurry the fuck up bastards. Ripping a piece of cloth from the robe he wrapped his hand. Yeah that will do. The adrenaline pumped through his bod,y standing he paced the cave, his chest hurt, his head was pounding. He was too far away.. dammit what was he thinking he should have stayed at least he would have been close could have done something... In the distance he heard the soft hum of a Quinnjet .. grabbing his gear he headed for the opening to the cave.
Looking off into the horizon he could tell they were only about ten minutes out. Sliding his glasses over his eyes he waited in the open entrance to get back. As the jet landed the air blew his hair in every direction, his sandy blond hair had lightened in the desert sun and he was long overdue for a haircut. As the hatch opened he ran the short distance only to see Director Fury standing in the opening. "What the hell took you so long Agent Barton? it was a simple mission." Clint grit his teeth. "Why the hell did you block my communications?" "It was for your own good." Clint snapped "The hell it was Ki... Miss. O'Shea and Quinn were kidnapped and tortured I should have been informed." Fury looked into the distance, obviously he didn't know her condition or he would have punched him by now. "you were relieved of that duty and privilege if I recall correctly." Clint growled deep in the back of this throat. "The hell you say. Now get out of my way so I can get home and protect them the way they should be protected."
Fury moved slightly as Clint pushed past him throwing his bag in a corner. he fell into a seat and buckled up. Fury sighed and headed to the back of the jet giving him his privacy. Five hours later they landed but he was still ten hours away from Stark Towers, make that seven the way he planned on riding he would be there in no time. Clint climbed on his bike and revved the engine Fury stood beside him. "Barton take it easy, she and Quinn are safe your one of my best I can't afford to lose you." Clint nodded putting his helmet on and tearing out of the underground facility. The ride was a blur all he could think about was getting home. Home? Damn when did he start thinking of that place as home?
It's been nearly a week since the kidnapping and Tony was worried for Kims mental health. She hasn't been able to sleep much from the nightmares. She would always apologize for keeping him up but he didnt care. He would help her thru any nightmare, how many they be. He held her as she slept, feeling her tense. He sat up, holding her closer. "Shh it's ok...I got you." He had a feeling this was a particularly bad nightmare. She started to talk and cry in her sleep, tears seeping into his band shirt. "No...stop...not her.." He started to shake her. He didn't want her to suffer anymore. "Angel..wake up..it's just a nightmare." She woke with gasp, looking at Tony's chest before looking up. "Tony?" He smiled sadly. "Yeah. It's me." She started to cry into his chest, curling into him. "Oh God Tony..he had Quinn and he was going to do...Oh god..." "Shh shhh it was just a bad dream. Quinn is safe." Kim looked up. "Can we go see her?" He nodded. "Yeah." He started to get up, helping her up. "Slowly...we don't want to rip any stitches." She smiled weakly with a sniffle. "I've been walking for five days and They haven't broken yet." He smiled, holding her close as they walked out of the room. "I know. You know I worry." "Easily." He sighed. "Yes. Easily." He chuckled. "I'm not sorry for worrying about what I love." "you shouldn't be." she smiled softly up at him.
He kissed her head before getting to Quinns room, gently opening the door, seeing Quinn asleep. "See? Shes just fine. Asleep and safe. You know Gage won't let anything happen to her." She nodded. "I know." He could feel her shaking still. "Com'on, lets go get some tea. Maybe watch something on TV." She nodded, wiping a tear away as she let him lead her out. Once in the kitchen he let her go into the living room.
She saw him in the kitchen but she could feel the fear of being along. The panic. She looked over at the fixed window. It was still in the process, the construction on the outside of it, protecting it with a tarp. Pepper took care of everything. She felt she owed her so much. She took care of not only the window but the lab (which was still under major construction) and the paparazzi. She managed to quiet them down with a few well worded answers and that was that. But looking at the window she felt like they could jump thru at any second and take her and hurt her again. She felt her breathing quicken and tears start falling. No. they can't. There dead. But what if they lived? Luckily Tony was coming in with her tea and his coffee. He saw her panicked state, staring out the window. He put the tea on there coffee table, sitting next to her. "Angel? Hey, it's ok.." She swallowed, trying to calm herself, feeling faint from the shallow breathing. He held her face. "Take it easy...in and out...com'on.." She started breathing deeper, more evenly before leaning against his shoulder . "I'm sorry..I don't know what came over me." She sniffed, a few tears falling. He smiled sadly, wrapping his arms around her. "It was a panic attack. It's quite normal after what you've been thru." She nodded. "I know."
There was a pause before he reached over to the table, grabbing the TV remote,turning it on then handing her her tea. "Here. This will help." She smiled weakly, holding it, loving the warmth in her hand. He turned it to Spongebob and she smiled weakly. "Why are we watching Spongebob?" "Because we need something mindless and funny." She just smiled, cuddling closer to him. Chuckling every so often at Spongebobs antics. Out of habit He started rubbing her neck with his arm that was around her and she couldn't help but melt into it. He smiled, holding her closer, kissing her cheek and head. She turned her head, kissing him softly before putting her half empty cup of tea on the table. He started kissing her neck, gently, holding her close by her waist. She smiled, leaning against him.
He smiled against her neck, kissing and suckling, his hands starting to travel up and down her waist and breasts. She bit her lip with a smile before turning around and kissing him, deeply. He smiled into it, letting her deepen it, holding her waist and neck, gently laying her down before speaking. "JARVIS, soundproof and mute the TV." The TV suddenly was muted and the thin, sound proof walls Tony had installed in the entrances of the kitchen and living room went down, locking the room. He went back to kissing her neck as she moaned softly, wrapping her arms around his neck and tangling into his hair, gripping it. He moaned, starting to undress her night shirt, taking it off with ease before latching himself to one of her nipples, suckling eagerly. She gasped. "Oh yes..mmm"
He started kissing down her torso, a hand automaticly going to her clit before he realized she was still stitched up, she couldn't have sex yet. Not for a while. She noticed his pause as she realized it as well, her hands going up to her mouth. "Oh God..Tony.. I'm sorry, I forgot-" He quickly went back up to her face, seeing the start of another panic attack, he held her face gently. "Shh it's ok Angel, I forgot to." I led you on.." She felt her eyes water. "All the magazines are right. Our daughter is right, I'm nothing more then a whore." He couldn't take it. He crashed his lips to hers, wanting her to stop talking that nonsense. He felt her relax and he pulled away, holding her face. "Don't you ever say anything like that about yourself again." She swallowed the lump in her throat, a few tears falling. "But your heard as a rock, I can feel you." She smiled weakly. He bit his lip with a weak smirk. "I can't help that but I can always take care of that later myself." She shook her head. "No. I can help." He raised an eyebrow. "how? I don't want you to hurt yourself." She smirked weakly. "Let me get up and I can show you."
He smirked back, sitting up, letting her get up off the couch. He saw her kneel, going to take down his sweat pants, he stopped her, holding her wrists gently. " No, that's not fair." She looked up. "Why?" "How can I finish you?" She smiled weakly, taking his achingly hard member out quickly. "I don't have to be finished." She licked up his member before he could get a word out. Stopping him with a moan escaping him. "ooh..." She smirked before taking his member in her mouth. His breath hitched. "mmm no...this...this isn't fair..Oh lord.." She took the rest of him into her mouth, suckling and swirling her tongue. His hands went into her hair, gently griping it, struggling not to thrust into the moist mouth around him.
She suckled and swirled and he could already feel himself close. It had been the whole week without anything. He felt sensitive. He moaned. "Oh God, angel..I'm..I'm close..." He started to pull away but she kept him there, suckling harder. He threw his head back, moaning as he came. "Oh God.. Angel..Kim.." She swallowed it all. Just a bit dribbling down the side of her mouth. He panted as she went to sit on his lap. He smiled, holding her close, wiping the little bit of cum from the side of her mouth. "You didn't have to do that." "I know..I wanted to." He smiled, kissing her neck.
She smiled as he kissed her. He spoke softly. "lay down." She smiled weakly, starting to lay down on the couch. "What are you going to do?" He smirked, kneeling above her, kissing her neck. His hand traveling to her breast, feeling the nipple, pinching it on his skilled fingers. She breather out. "mmm.."
He smirked kissing down her baby bump and scars, his hand traveling down to feel her. He didn't think about his cold hands as he pressed a finger to her entrance, just rubbing but she jumped and he hated that she looked terrified. She sat up quickly, tears in her eyes. "No! no.." He saw it must have triggered some sort of flash back. He quickly held her face, wiping tears away. "Angel, your safe. It's ok, no one is going to hurt you." She shook her head, crying. She didn't believe him or thought she was still there in the flash back. He brought one of her hands to his reactor to feel it. "Angel, please, your safe, your not in that damn place anymore. He's dead. He's not going to hurt you ever again." She seemed to calm, swallowing down her tears, just staring at the reactor under her finger tips, blue light leaking thru her fingers. "Tony...?" She looked up hesitantly. He smiled softly. "Yeah."
Tears started to fall again, her voice wobbly. "I'm sorry. I ruined our time-" "You didn't ruin anything. I should have stop it." " No. I wanted it. But..." She shook her head, looking away as tears fell. "But I saw him." He held her closer, kissing her head. "Your not ready it, it's fine. I don't want to rush you or hurt you." She cried into his shoulder. "But I want you to. I do, I love you -" He kissed her softly, holding her face. "I know angel, I know. When your ready and no sooner." She nodded, biting her lip, feeling defeated.
That coming morning, the sunlight coming thru all the windows beautifully. Clint arrived back at Stark Tower and he couldn't help but feel he was home. He wasn't sure how he could approach this. He couldn't just walk right in after all that happened. He just had to know how she was, if she was ok. He couldn't take not knowing. He took a heavy sigh and decided to go right up to the front door and hope she dosnt answer. He wasn't ready to face her. Not yet. He sighed, making his way in, showing ID to the security, going to the living level of Stark Tower.
Once he got to there door, he knocked and waited. It seemed the longest one minute of his life as Tony answered, looking surprised. "Clint?" Clint waved feebly but before he could speak more Tony pushed him away, closing the door quickly before glaring. "Where the hell did you go?" Clint raised an eyebrow. "I had to get away. After what happened I'm would think you want me away." Tony rolled his eyes. "Well we didn't. You could have said Goodbye at least. Do you have any idea just how upset you made Kim and Quinn?" The archer was starting to feel like the biggest ass in the world. "It upset Quinn?" " Yeah. She kept wondering why you left. You justup and left in her eyes and didn't make me feel any more better about the whole situation." Clint sighed, running his hands thru his now slightly longer hair. "Look, I'm sorry but I had to get away. You two had enough problems going on without me, I was trying to eliminate a problem." "Well don't, fixing problems is my job." Clint swallowed. Being so close to Tony he felt the need to push him against the wall and ravage him. He blamed it on the lack of human contact in the desert. "May I come in? I just want to talk." Tony nodded. "Yeah. Shes asleep. Com'on." Tony opened the door, leading him inside.
Clint sat down in the living room, following Tony, siting across from him. Clint looked down. "I heard about what happened. The kidnapping. I'm sorry, I wasn't here to help." Tony shrugged. "You had to get away, that's not your fault. Everyone has to at some point." Clint looked up at him and could see the weariness in those dark eyes. "What happened?" Tony sighed, running his hand thru his hair. "You really want to know?" "Yes. I do." The dark haired genius looked to the ground, starting to speak. "There was a break in. they cut the power, JARVIS was gone and they blew up my lab and suits along with putting Gage to sleep before any of this with a tranquilizer dart. They took Kim and Quinn. I don't know what they wanted Quinn for, Leverage? Bargaining chip? I don't know. They took Kim and this guy tortured her. Clint, are you sure you want to hear the rest?" He looked up into those blue eyes. "Yes. Tell me." Tony kept his eyes locked on him. "This guy raped her with a knife over and over again." Clint felt himself freeze. Not just from hearing what happened but the look on Tony's face. The sheer anger was enough to make him terrified. An Angry Tony Stark was terrifying. Clint glared but it wasn't directed at Tony. He was angry to. "Is this bastard dead?" "I burned his head inside out." "Good."
There was a long pause before Clint spoke up. "Let me be your bodyguard again." Tony gave him a look. "I don't think she needs that stress." "Then she doesn't need to know it's me. I'll hide, I'll do whatever it takes to be here and protect her. I don't care what it takes,I will be here, to protect her because if you don't let me I will force myself back in." Tony sighed. "Fine. Just don't let her know it's you. I don't care how you do it." Clint nodded, standing. "May I see her?" Tony stood up. "Yeah, real quick." He lead him to there bedroom, gently opening the door, signaling silently to go in.
Clint took it, going inside quietly. His breath caught. She was just as gorgeous as the last he saw her. The blanket covering most of her waist and torso. He walked over, gently sitting on the bed, petting a hair away from her face with a sad smile his eyes watering, feeling the guilt well up. He wasn't here. He could have protected her. Protected Quinn. He spoke out quietly. "I love you. I'm so sorry I was gone. I just had to gt away."
Kim was half asleep, feeling the weight on the bed and hearing the voice. She smiled in her sleepy state, thinking it a dream. Hearing Clints voice again. She snuggled into the pillow and blankets. He smiled watching before getting up and walking back out the door, Tony closing it behind him. "Go get your stuff. Your old room is still here but You'll have to share with Gage. I'll let him know your here when he wakes up." Clint nodded before walking down the stairs and getting his stuff of his bike.
Gage was asleep in Quinns room, having fallen asleep with her, protecting her from her nightmares. She was awake but started crying, wiping hr tears away. Gage woke. "Huh? Oh..princess, whats wrong?" He held her. She cried sniffling. "Birdman is back. I can feel him. He's gonna steal mommy away and forget about us." He held her, kissing her head, making a mental note to have a stern talk with Clint when he saw him
Once Quinn was calmed down he went downstairs to find Clint, knowing he was back. He saw him outside at his bike. He glared before going down there. Once outside, he didn't hesitate or even stop to say hi. He got to Clint but before Clint could even say a word he punched him Clint went tumbling to the ground with a hiss of pain. "Ahh what the fuck Gage?" "Why are you back? Haven't you hurt this family enough?" Clint glared, getting up. Gage glared right back. "You broke Kims heart and made Quinn feel like she was abandoned and now she thinks your gonna steal her mom away and forget about the rest of us." Clint sighed. "You couldn't just say that without the punching?" "Nope." Clint groaned. "Your getting your ass beat later." Gage glared but patted his shoulder affectionately before pointing a stern finger at him. "Don't do anything that stupid again." "Got it."
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