So, the result is in! Way A had a lot more votes (which was the BAMF Tony and hostage team) than Way B (which was kidnapped Tony and rescuing Avengers). So this is Way A. For a while it was tied, and i played with OgichiRocks's idea of combining them both, but then that would make asking you guys kinda moot. So this is completely and totally Way A.

But! There is a but :) if you wanted Way B, and I am starting a completely new fic as soon as this one is done that is Way B. :D But more of that below, I don't want to deprave you of the Avengers-whump waiting!

Bam!

Captain America's face was whipped to the side violently, causing his vision to blur momentarily and pain to shoot through his temples.

He fell to his hands and knees, shaking his head to clear it. But it soon became clear that he had taken one too many blows, and his head wasn't clearing.

"Cap!" An arrow sprouted from the chest of a man in front of him as Clint's concerned voice came through the comms. But Steve couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't see. His head was throbbing, with Clint's words echoing. They left no impression on the captain.

Clint quickly turned to check on the rest of the team. Since he was on the roof, he had the best view of everyone in the parking lot.

First, the civilians. Most of the restaurant's customers had long since run off, leaving Darcy, Jane, Pepper and Happy. Natasha had already checked over Pepper, and declared her fine for now.

But it had all gone downhill from there. Cap looked down for the count. He was just staring blankly into space, and as hard as Clint tried, he just couldn't keep all the men off the fallen supersoldier.

Thor was protecting the four non-superheroes by the limo. Darcy occasionally started chucking rocks at some of the baddies, but Happy and Jane stopped her every time.

Banner was definitely out of commission. Clint thought back momentarily to what had happened…

Flashback

The Hulk roared, picking up a large SUV and throwing it at one of the armored vehicles of the agents, where both cars exploded.

One of the agents, probably a leader of a certain amount of men, looked at Banner with fire in his eyes, before unsheathing a large gun.

Clint smiled. The men would have a shock when they found out that the Hulk was bulletproof.

But what came out of the end of the gun was not a bullet, but what looked like a small speck of light. When it hit the Hulk, it seemed to paralyze him, where he toppled.

"Bruce? Hulk?" Clint heard Cap call out, but the Hulk was frozen.

"Clint, that was some sort of technology. We need Tony!"

End Flashback.

'We need Tony'. That sure was true, Clint thought, as he started to run out of arrows. Several times, he's already had to have Natasha pick arrows out of corpses and return them to him.

Speaking of Natasha…by some sort of physic link, Clint felt her pain before he heard it. Some force turned his head for him and he watched in horror as the redhead fell. Only it wasn't only her hair that was red…

Fluidly, he stood, getting a better aim. Natasha's assailent was soon down, as were the ring of people around her.

Clint looked around for anyone to help her, but he saw that she was already climbing to her feet. He searched her face, and saw that she was doing the same. But unusually, she didn't look calm and powerful.

No, she looked…weary. Very, very weary. A bit of panic and worry washed over Clint, and he frantically tried to figure out the source of her distress.

Then Natasha lifted her hand off her side, and it was covered in blood. Clint felt the world shift beneath his feet as he scrambled off the roof in a manner of seconds.

"Nat!" He gasped as he reached her, "Nat!"

"I'm fine, Clint." She said. They both looked into each other's eyes, and knew. Cap was down. So was Bruce. Tony was nowhere to be found.

"Thor?" Clint whispered. The men swarmed around them, but didn't attack. They assumed Clint and Natasha were going to surrender soon, and we're waiting impatiently.

Clint pulled Natasha towards Thor, and again, the men allowed it. What they saw cleared everything.

Thor was lying limply on the ground. Jane was cradling his head and calling his name, tears running down her face.

"Thor." Clint breathed. Of course the men would want Natasha and Clint to see this. The sight would demoralize the two assassins, and it worked.

Clint looked at Natasha, and she nodded. As he turned, he caught a glimpse of Cap. The soldier was tied and gagged, still with a dazed look on his face. Clint tensed.

"I love you, Nat." He whispered to the woman beside him. She looked over at him, a slight smile playing on her face before turning back to the men.

"Will you surrender peacefully?" A man asked.

I am terrible! I just feel awful for leaving you here. So leave me a review to complain? Or tell me what you liked?

BTW this story isn't going to last much longer! The chapters have been so short, that I'm toying with the idea of posting the whole finale in one huge mega awesome chapter! You'll have to wait a little longer between updates since I don't know when I'll write the finale, but there could only be three more chapters left!

Oh, and if you're getting impatient about the Tony-whump/BAMF, it's coming in the next chapter!