A/N This chapter is weird, to all of those who love Bobbi, I'm sorry; I've made her very OOC for the purpose of this story. And ones I plan to write later. I don't know anything about her or her origin story, so I've kind of made her up as I write the story. The main reason I wrote this story was for the sole purpose was because I don't like BlackHawk, and there aren't many Bobbi/Clint stories out there. And just to clear it up, I don't own these characters, they belong to Marvel/Disney

CHAPTER THREE

Bobbi awoke to the feeling of being shaken. "What?" she sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Hey, Bobbi," Bruce told her, "Fury wants us on the bridge."

"What happened?" Bobbi asked as she jumped down, then looked out the window, and saw him. Loki gave her a huge, knowing grin, and Bobbi felt as if he just fanned the flames.

"That's him," Bobbi clenched her fists, the hatred burning so hot in her chest she thought she might explode. "Bobbi," Bruce put an assuring hand on her shoulder. "What?" Bobbi turned giving him a crazed look.

"Look at your hands." When Bobbi looked down, she saw the drops blood where her nails had dug into her skin. She released her fists and took three deep breaths. "Let us go," then she stomped out of the room.

"And who might thee be?" Thor asked when Bruce and Bobbi walked onto the bridge.

"I'm Bruce" Bruce gave his hand to the demigod, who took it and shook.

"I'm Bobbi," Bobbi introduced, leaving her arms crossed, "I worked on your hammer."

Thor looked at the blond in confusion, but his question was stopped before it could leave his mouth as the screen turned on.

As they all watched the exchange between Fury and Loki, Bobbi let her mind wander. For some reason her mind went to book she hadn't read in over a year, The Princess Bride. She thought of how Buttercup was stolen, how sad Fezzik was, and how evil Prince Humperdink was. Then she wondered why she was thinking of the book. Then she remembers, Clint caught her reading it, it sparked up a conversation, they started hanging out, then, the happy day five months ago, when he asked her out. A tear slowly made its way down Bobbi's cheek, but she wiped it clean before someone would notice.

"He really grows on you, doesn't he?" Bruce asked from his seat at the table.

"He's crazy," Tony, who had made it inside when Bobbi was lost in thought, spoke up.

"Please," Thor spoke, and Bobbi had a feeling he would defend the murder, "Loki is beyond reason, but he is of Asgard, and my brother."

"He killed eighty people in two days," Natasha informed.

"He's adopted," Thor shrugged it off, embarrassed.

"Well, what happens now?" Steve asked.

Bobbi looked across the table at the super soldier. "We get the info out of him."

"How?" Fury walked into the room. "He won't talk."

"We make him," Bobbi told him.

"Bobbi," Fury began, then caught his mistake, "Agent Morse, it's never good to have an agent emotionally involved in a crime. You need to focus on finding the cube, in the lab with Dr. Banner."

"You mean sit in lab with a man whose life I helped ruin? Yeah, thanks, but I prefer to not be reminded of how much of an idiot I am," Bobbi shouted at the director.

Everyone but Bruce, Natasha, and Fury looked confused at this, how did this young woman ruin Bruce's life?

"What did you do?" Tony asked, to earn a look from Steve. Bobbi sighed, but was more than okay with the question, she never spoke about it, and she realized how torn up over it she was.

"I-I was one of the lead scientist on the project, my grandfather was the one to originally invent the serum, and my mother has been retired for years. So they thought, why not have the only grandchild of the man to create the super soldier serum try to recreate it," Bobbi looked down, ashamed. "I ruined Bruce's life, and-and..." Bobbi's eyes stung as she stared at the ground. Bruce knew what she didn't say, though. "Betty's" Bruce finished for her, "I told you, I don't blame you."

"What about Betty?" Bobbi countered, looking into Bruce's eyes, her tears of shame turning into tears of anger. "Now I sort of know how she feels, and I'll I want is for him to die. Why wouldn't Betty feel the same?" Betty was one of the two friends who knew who she was, and still accepted her. She hadn't seen Betty since that day, and she didn't know what her friend thought.

"She doesn't, either," Bruce put an assuring hand on her shoulder, "your her best friend, and last I saw her, she was looking for you, she wants to help you. I want to help you." Bruce was the only other person who knew, he also knew she was still getting over it, even though she left it when she was fifteen, twelve years ago.

"Let's get to work," Bobbi whipped her eyes and began walking to the lab.

"I'm coming." Tony informed the scientist.

"What do you know about Selvig's work?" Bobbi gave Tony a disbelieving look.

"Nothing, but I know yours on the Tesseract, and may I just say, your work is amazing," Bobbi blushed at Tony's comment. Only Clint had told her that, and that people don't take her as seriously as they should, because the only time she is put as lead scientist is if the project is doomed to fail, so no one sees how amazing she is."Th-thank you," Bobbi smiled, meeting Tony's eyes, "it-it means a lot." Bruce smiled at their exchange, Bobbi deserved these kinds of comments, she was truly amazing. "Now, let's go."

The last thing Bobbi saw in the bridge was Natasha throwing her head back in laughter at something Steve had said.