Clint woke groggily. His whole body was sore as hell. He felt something warm in his arm, curling toward it. His nose hit dark waves and curls. He then felt his arm around this. Immediately taking it back quickly in realization. That was Tony. Tony saved his life. His head hurt as he started to sit up. His memory started coming back. The pain of finding the results, that wasn't his son. It broke his heart more then it already was. He went to a bar, got really fucking drunk then Tony saved him. Then the rest was a blur. He groaned, holding his head. Damn hangover. He felt Tony start to stir awake. Tony sat up, seeing Clint awake. "How are you feeling?" Clint groaned. "I think this is what cap felt like when he woke from the ice. Minus the hangover." Tony chuckled before sighing. Standing. "Well that is your own damn fault." He crossed his, starting to look sternly at Clint. "Just what exactly where you thinking? Getting drunk is one thing but leaving yourself to die in the middle of a lake?" Clint glared, looking over. "So I handle my emotions in a shitty way. Sounds familiar doesn't it?" Clint paused. "Damn wheres my cloths?" Tony glared weakly. "I'll get you some. Don't do anything stupid. I don't feel like saving your ass twice in one day." He huffed away, going to the elevator and going up.
Clint groaned, laying back down. He was starting to miss Tony asleep next to him. Something solid and warm. He groaned louder, cursing to himself. When did he end up falling for the genius? So he was in love with Tony's wife and was starting to fall for the genius himself? What mess did he get himself into? Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, gripping his head with a pained cry. He was terrified, it felt like Loki, taking over, the tesseract taking over, except it wast..he knew he was hyperventilating. Going into a panic, flashbacks of Loki, the innocent people he killed. Then images of Loki were replaced with six beings, shadowed by a bright white light behind them. He cried out in pain before quieting down, catching his breath before his breathing was down to normal, sitting up, hands clenched at his side. He needed to be by Kim, he needed to watch her, protect her. His mind kept the mantra,his eyes now gone from there clear blue to a darker gray. Suddenly the elevator dinged it's arrival, Tony stepping out with cloths in hand. Clint went over quickly to get his cloths. The cloths were out of Tony's hands before he could say anything. " ..your welcome." He glared but he couldn't help as his eyes trailed over Clint's body, his back, his ass, all perfectly sculpted. He swallowed, walking to his computer. "Well glad to see your up and running." He didn't get a response but the lab door closing. He suddenly felt rejected and that hurt more then he was willing to admit.
Clint found Kim quickly. She was in the baby's room, rocking TJ to sleep. He smiled softly, watching from the doorway. She sung softly to him, stroking the little dark hairs on his head back until he was asleep. She smiled, looking up, nearly jumping. "Oh hello Clint..its nice to see your up and about already." She got up, going to the crib, placing her son into it gently. Clint walked in, speaking softly. "your an amazing mother." She smiled softly, turning around, looking at him. "Thank you. I appreiate-" "And an even more amazing wife. Too bad your married to the wrong man." Kim's smiled faulted, feeling nervous as she started to make her way around him." No Clint, I'm not. I love Tony. I'm sorry things couldn't work out between us, really." He took a step closer to her. "Why couldn't it? You can afford a lawyer-" She nearly choked. "I'm not divorcing him, I love him. Now please, excuse me, I have to make dinner." She turned, making her way out of the room quickly, her eyebrows knit together in confusion. Why was Clint acting like this? So possessive. Sure, he could be a little bit at times but this was an abnormal level. She shook her head, he nearly died from the cold not to mention how much alcohol he had to drink. She put it to the back of her mind as just his mind still reeling and settling. Of corse a few cogs would be missing after a day like what he's had.
She smiled weakly when she Saw Gage in the living room with Quinn and Katie. Quinn, focused on various equations around her, Katie and Gage in some sort of debate. From what she caught it seemed to be Star Wars Vs Star Trek. She chuckled, going into the kitchen, getting the food out to make into dinner. She opened a cabinet, getting a box of stuffing out, once she closed it, she jumped, dropping the box. "Clint! Oh I'm..I'm sorry...you startled me." Clint smirked weakly. "Sorry, here let me get that for you." He bent down, getting the box, not even hiding how his fingers trailed up her leg, bare from her dress. She shivered, she wasn't sure if it was from pleasure or fear. She was terrified but it had been a long time since she was touched like that. Tony was so nervous about the baby. She swallowed as he stood up, handing her the box of stuffing. "Here." She cleared her throat. "T-thank you. Now please, if you could watch over Tony. I know he's working in the lab, you know how he is-" "Tony's fine. I'll be right here." Kim watched as he went to sit at the table, watching her like...well like a hawk. She sighed, trying to get used to the eyes that never stopped watching her.
Tony came up to the living room after some calibrations on the suit. Making sure it's armor was alright after the freezing flight. He raised an eyebrow at the debate. He guessed it was Star Wars Vs Star Trek, Gage on the side of Star Wars and Katie on the side of Star Trek. He walked over to Quinn on the floor, who seemed to be ignoring them,he listened in whiling looking over her equations for errors,(which there wasn't) wanting to help. "Star Wars is an ongoing war. It's so much bigger then the troubles in Star trek. Sure, they explore space and have there missions but there not to get involved in war." "That's what makes it better, who wants escape into a war torn Territory, no matter how many laser guns and X-wings there are? I'm sorry but your not gonna catch me cutting open a Taun-Taun anytime soon." Gage groaned. "They have swords literally made out of laser. It can cut thru metal for god sake!" "And Spock could put you to sleep with a touch of his fingers. I think he wins in bad-assory here." Tony rolled his eyes, standing up. "Star Wars wins." Gage grinned and Katie laughed, trying to pretend to frown. "What? Com'on dad,your suppose to be on my wide." Tony chuckled, crossing his arms. "Star Wars." Gage smirked, looking to Katie. "And if your dad says it wins, it wins." Katie rolled her eyes. "Oh lord." she laughed, standing. "Il be back. I gotta tell Skye about this debate." Tony chuckled as Katie walked out of the room, phone to her ear.
Tony sighed, sitting down. "So how did this debate start?" Gage smiled, shrugging. "Uh..Both Star Wars and Star Trek was on TV, it started with which one to watch then kinda went from there." There was a pause before Gage spoke again, this time more serious. "How is he? I see he's up and walking around." Tony sighed. "Oh fine. Thou soon as I got his cloths he took them and left he lab like a bat out of hell. Seemed strange but not enough to worry, you know?" Gage nodded. Clint heard Tony in the living room, looking over with a glare. He could sense Kim, sense everything about her. Even if she burnt her finger he would feel it. He kept his eye on Tony. His mind chanting. Mine, mine, mine. Shes mine. Stay away. Tony got up, starting to walk into the kitchen to see his wife. Clint watched every move he made, Tony didn't miss it. He saw how Clint's glare followed him to Kim, putting his hand on the small o her back. Clint's hands tightened into fists as he watched. Tony smiled. "How's dinner coming?" Kim felt relived that Tony was here. Clint was starting to scare her. "It's fine." Suddenly JARVIS spoke. "I had to disrupt but the infant has woken up, I believe his stomach may be upset." Tony nodded before kissing kims cheek, walking out of the room. "By the way JARVS, his name is TJ, just call him that." "I will do so in the future sir." Tony got to the babies room, hearing TJ crying in his crib, wiggling about.
Tony went to him, picking him up gently. "Aww whats wrong little man? Jay says your stomach's upset." He saw how TJ was trying to curl, little hands trying to hold his stomach. JARVIS spoke softly. " I recommend infant antacid. I believe the food is upsetting his stomach. It is possible he may have Acid reflux." Tony frowned. " Poor little guy. Guess daddy needs to run to the store huh?" Thou TJ's crying turned to small whines, he kissed his head, taking him downstairs.
Kim was walking to the stairs, meeting Tony at the bottom with a worried frown. He didn't miss the way Clint followed her like a dog. "Is he ok?" Tony sighed. "No, Jay is saying he has a little bit of heart burn. I have to run to the store and get him some infant antacids." Kim gently took him from Tony's arms. "Oh my poor little man." He kissed both of them on the head before taking off down the hall. "I'll be back soon as I can." She nodded, watching, rocking TJ lightly in her arms. She walked to the living room, rocking him. Quinn looked up. "Is little brother ok?" Kim smiled sadly. "His stomach is hurting a little bit. Don't worry, daddy went to go get him some medicine." Quinn frowned, forgetting her equations and calibrations, walking over to her mother and baby brother, cuddling next to them. Clint watched, arms crossed. He wanted nothing more then to comfort her. He could feel her worry coming off of her, settling as a dull ache in his chest.
Tony got to his car, about to open the door when he heard Gage. "Tony! Wait!" He saw Gage had a winter coat on. He raised an eyebrow. "I'm coming with you." Tony smiled. "Thanks but I'm just going to the store." Gage rolled his eyes. "And going outside to get some air on your wedding day worked out so well." Tony groaned. "Fine, you made your point. Get in." Gage smiled, going around to the passenger side of the BMW. Tony got in, starting the car, driving out of the garage.
Kim was now standing, walking with TJ, rocking him. His little whines started to turn back into cries. "shh it's ok.." She felt so helpless to him, doing her best to comfort her son. Quinn stood on the couch, trying to get her mothers attention. "Mommy...Can I hold him?" Kim shook her head, Clint noticed how frazzled the worry was getting to her. Feeling it. "No sweetie-" "But I can help him mommy." Kim looked over. "Help him? How?" She hated how Quinn was starting to look like she got in trouble.
Kim sat back down, Quinn following as she sat next to her mom. Kim started to gently lay TJ in his sisters arms. Still crying and wiggling. Quinn held him gently, securely, closing her eyes. It almost seemed like she was glowing, almost. Kim was watching in awe.
She watched as TJ slowly settled, appearing more calm, curled into his sister. Quinn opened her eyes, smiling. "He's calm now mommy." Kim smiled in awe. "Yes, he is. But sweetie, what did you do?" Quinn was looking down at her little brother. "I gave hm good feelings and good energy and a part of my soul so he has that good feeling for a good while." Kim's eyes bugged out of her head. "Your what? Sweetie, that sounds really dangerous." "It's ok. I don't mind a little danger if your all safe." Kim laughed weakly, kissing her head. "Oh you are so your father. Let me take him and get you some dinner." Kim took TJ from her arms, holding him gently, walking over, putting him in his carrier swing, buckling him in gently, kissing his head as he made cooing noises. She looked up at Clint who was in the room. "Clint, can you watch him while I get her dinner?" Clint smiled. "Of corse." She nodded, going over to Quinn, helping her off the couch and leading her into the kitchen.
Once Quinn was seated and eating, Kim walked into the living room, looking around before asking. "Have you seen Katie?" Clint shook his head. "I'm sorry I haven't." Kim sighed. "JARVIS, can you tell Katie dinner is done." "Yes Mam." Clint walked over to Kim, holding her hand before she could walk away. She looked to him nervously.
Clint smiled, looking at TJ. "He's beautiful. It's a shame he isn't mine." Kim swallowed. "I'm sorry." Clint moved in, bringing her close. "It's alright. The next one, I promise will be mine." She shivered, from fear or arousal she wasn't sure but she knew she had to get away. He wasn't himself. She spoke steady. "Clint. Let me go." He did the opposite, moving her away from view of Quinn, pushing her gently against the wall, starting to kiss her neck, hands roaming. She feebly tried to push him away but her little arms were no match against his much stronger figure. "No...stop..." She hated how her body was betraying her. She heard Katie's voice before she saw her, giving Clint enough time to stop and go back over to watching TJ, smirking softly to Kim. Kim panted against the wall. Terrified. What the hell just happened? She swallowed as Katie came in the room, still talking on the phone.
"Ok Skye, I gotta go. Dinner time. Good luck on your mission. Bye." Kim was in the kitchen now, making a plate for Katie. Katie walked in, smiled, sitting next to Quinn. "Hey sis." Kim smiled weakly, sitting as well. "Nice to see you join us." Suddenly JARVIS spoke up. "Mam, it seems Tony and Gage have arrived home." Kim swallowed. "Thank you JAY." How was she suppose to tell what happend to Tony? Maybe she shouldn't, maybe it'll pass. Yeah, it'll pass.
AN: reviews please :)