ANNOUNCEMENT: I am flying to Canada tomorrow for a wedding and will not be back until Sunday. I am not taking my computer with me; so you will not be receiving a new chapter for a few days. The earliest you can expect a post will be Sunday evening. In the mean time, if you haven't done so I highly recommend going over to Kyla's profile (PyroQueenOfFire) and checking out her Avengers fic Take Me or Leave Me which also features Sharon and Angel as characters. It is excellent and wonderful and will keep you occupied until I return. In the meantime, ENJOY!

ALSO: I've only heard from a few about my idea for a Bruce/Natasha fic, I would appreciate more input on whether I should write it or not, it would be really appreciated!

Dedicated to Kyla, who knows me all too well

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

You are so dead

Angel chuckled as she closed her cellphone without responding to Sharon. Steve looked at her from besides the bench they were both sitting on, "Something funny?"

The two of them had decided to take a break from the SHIELD carrier and flew to the mainland to spend sometime together. Though neither had said it out loud, they both knew that it was a date. They were happy to hold hands and walk along the beach while occasionally playing in the surf of the water together.

"Clint's found Sharon, She's not too happy about it," Angel said with a chuckle, she didn't feel too bad about it, Sharon needed this kick in the ass and she was more than happy to give it to her.

"I hope she's not too mad."

"Oh she's furious," Angel said with a cackle, "But she'll get over it as soon as she realizes that this was for her own good. She doesn't get to run away anymore, I'm not going to let her get away with it anymore."

Steve shrug, "I just feel bad going behind her back to break her promises with Coulson and you."

"I didn't break my promise, I never told Clint where Sharon was, and she never made me promise not to help," Angel defended, "And poor Coulson can't help being manipulated, it's against his will. So in all reality she doesn't get to blame anyone."

Steve gave Angel a look, "Angel don't pretend you don't carry a little blame here."

Angel sighed, "Look, I admit that I was actively going out of my way to help Clint. If I hadn't Sharon would keep carrying on random sex relationships with guys and dropping them before it gets serious. I don't even remember the last time she was on a real date. It's high time that she deals with her issues, and since I've never been able to get her to do it, I think Clint will have better luck confronting her about them than I have," She sighed and put her head on Steve's shoulder, "I want her happy, even if it makes her mad at me for a while. I honestly think Clint has it in him to be the one to make her happy and settle down. I won't apologize for making my best friend happy, don't ever ask me to do that."

Steve kissed the top of Angel's head and cuddled her into his side, "I'll never ask you to do so. I just hope she hasn't killed him yet…"

*.*.*.*.*.*.

"Are you going to use that knife to kill me?"

"It's tempting," Sharon muttered as she put down her paring knife and looked over to the open kitchen window where Clint was leaning into from the outside to watch her, "What do you want?"

"Just wondering when you'll be ready to talk," he said, resting his forearms on the windowsill and leaning forward on them in a casual pose of relaxation.

"Never," She answered as she turned and continued cutting the stems off some wildflowers she'd gathered from a field the night before.

"You know the sooner we have that talk the sooner we can get to the fun stuff,"

"Who says I'm not having fun?" Sharon said sarcastically, placing the flowers into the vase trying to keep her calm.

"I don't know, I thought what we tried in the nest was pretty damn fun too,"

Sharon closed her eyes and tried not to think about that encounter, but her body heated up a little, "It was alright," with that she started going over her plan in her head to escape.

She had a cellar door that was concealed in her bedroom that no one knew about it, in the cellar there was a small tunnel that led to a concealed opening about 50 yards from the cabin in case danger were to occur and she needed an escape. Thankfully she had provisions stashed in her cellar so she could make a quick escape if need be. There were enough changes of clothing and food and water to last her a couple days before she would need to get into town. From there she figured she could grab a car that would take her to a friend she knew was a day's drive away.

She figured this plan out, hoping she could get enough of a head start before Clint caught on and followed.

Sharon was so preoccupied in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed the kitchen door open until she felt body heat on her back and two arms came around and rested on the kitchen island on either side of her, essentially caging her in.

A warm tingling ran down her spine and she repressed a shudder of pleasure when she felt Clint's warm breath on her ear, "If the claw marks on my back and the look of ecstasy on your face are signs of 'alright' sex, than I can't wait until I show you what earth-shattering is like."

Sharon closed her eyes and breathed in slowly to keep herself calm, "I'm afraid that is a sight you'll never see. There won't be a next time."

It was impossible to hold back the shiver that ran through her body as Clint brushed her hair over her shoulder and ran his nose over her exposed neck and shoulder, "You're sure about that?"

Sharon swallowed and nodded; shivering again as she felt the vibrations of Clint's chuckled against her back, "Once was more than enough."

Clint grabbed Sharon's shoulders and turned her so she leaned on the counter as he leaned into her, his face only inches away from hers, "I'm afraid that it won't ever be enough Sharon."

Sharon didn't get to react as his mouth was on hers, moving hard against hers and coaxing her own mouth open so his tongue could slide in and play with hers. It was much to Sharon's annoyance and chagrin that her pelvis had a mind of it's own and started to grind into Clint's.

Just as Sharon felt ready to give up and surrender to him, he pulled away and looked down at her with his incorrigible smirk, "Just as soon as we have that talk, we'll get back to discussing my 'alright' sexual prowess."

Sharon was still leaning against the island as Clint walked out, leaving the kitchen door wide open. She took a deep shaky breath and shook her head to clear it. She went and locked the kitchen door and turned to go to her bedroom. She grabbed her cellphone from it's charger, sighing with frustration when she saw that Angel hadn't returned her message.

You're going to be more than dead when I'm through with you

After sending that to Angel she went into the bathroom to take a cold shower before setting her plan into action.

*.*.*.*.*.*.

Angel laughed even harder at Sharon's second text, once again closing her phone without responding, "Looks like Clint is being a real pain in Sharon's ass, god I wish I was there to see this."

"I don't, she sounds ready to obliterate you."

Angel shook her head with a chuckle, "Sharon can never stay mad at me for longer than five minutes, it's against her nature to be mad for longer than that. It's always been that way, it's the same for me too."

"Interesting, does it work on your significant others?" Steve asked with a cheeky grin.

Angel snorted, "Not a chance in hell Cap."

Steve laughed, "Then I shall strive to never incur your wrath," With that he brought their entwined hands up to meet his lips. Angel smiled, loving that he was so gentlemanly and sweet. This was how a man should be she thought to herself.

"I don't want to go back to the carrier," Angel said, "It's so much nicer here."

"Yeah, it does get to be a little stuffy and cramped on there at times," Steve said, taking a moment to gaze out on the ocean and admire the view. They were contentedly walking along the beach still when Angel suddenly got an idea.

"Okay, I'm going to propose something that you might think is a little crazy, but just hear me out,"

Steve gave her a quizzical look, "Hit me with it,"

"Wanna go stay at Xavier's for a bit? You can meet some of my other friends as well as Professor X. You can also learn some more about mutants and what we're all like. Then, if you like, we can go stay at my place I have on the beach. It'll be separate rooms, but it'll get us away from SHIELD for a while and we can spend some time together."

Steve thought it over before smiling and nodding, "I like that, I'll get to know more about you and where you come from. Besides, I haven't exactly had a vacation in over seventy years… You'll have to teach me what to do."

Angel giggled and leaned up to kiss him, "Trust me, you're going to love it."

See you all on Sunday! Feedback is always appreciated!

Alasiel