Clint:

Clint hung up his phone after Steve called him to tell him that he and Nat had the luck of getting the gang that they now knew Loki was in. He thought about calling Thor to get him considering it was his brother but then he decided against it because having a personal attachments cloud your judgment. Clint didn't want to get in there with Thor with them and having to leave without Loki and seeing just a broken expression plastered on Thor's face. Clint had is arms hung around Nat's neck protectively. He knew that she could kick anyone's ass including his but it was a boyfriend-ish thing to do (he guessed). Plus he didn't want anyone thinking she was there alone; anyone could tell you Natasha was beautiful. Her red hair fell just above her shoulders with curls at the end. She had kind of an old, classic Hollywood look to her and a pretty girl alone may not be the best idea- even if she could judo flip someone is they grabbed her. Clint caught himself staring at her, usually he would look away and make up some excuse about how there was something on her face, but now that they were dating he didn't have to. He could look and take in her beauty, even in the cage fighting and getting partially beat up she looked graceful doing it.

"I didn't tell you what I needed to in the car." Nat said. He looked at her full lips that always seem to be red even though she wasn't wearing lipstick.

"Hmh, what do you absolutely need to tell me?" He joked a little. He'd always come off kind of cold and serious but when he was with his friends he could just chill and kick back and be his 'sassy self' as Nat would tell him sometimes.

"I ate with Q today," she said unusually quiet for her. Clint almost stopped in his tracks. Q? He hated that guy. He'd go to Nat's matches sometimes but he'd always be there hitting on her and making sure Clint was there to see it. When Nat would ask him to come he'd make up some excuse not to go, how he'd have practice, or had to help Barney with something but most of the time it wasn't the case- he didn't go because of Q.

"Natasha… That Q guy is a totally douche." Clint sighed trying to keep the anger from his voice.

"You didn't let me finish," she said. He nodded his head for her to continue. "Ok well, he forced himself to tag along with me to brunch. So when he got there, which was awkward, we started talking and he insulted not only you, but everyone." She said slowly like every word was forcing to make her relive the moment. "So I just made him realize he was wrong." She smiled at the last part.

"Can he still walk?" Clint smiled himself. He found a weird pleasure in knowing that his girlfriend beat up a guy that was hitting on her.

"Yeah, but I'm guessing I won't be accepted back into the place." She replied. Clint let out a little laugh; god he was in love with her. Along with coming off cold, he also came off as unemotional. But really only Nat knew the way he felt about everything. He had a theory that he had conditioned himself to feel numb, to hide his emotions from the world. But Nat was his weak spot- she knew him probably better than he knew himself. He'd never loved anything like he loved Nat. All the time, every time he saw her it was just like a million fireworks going off in his chest.

Clint Barton you lovesick little bastard. He thought to himself, he tried to think in his head an explanation of why he was just lovesick all the time. It could have been because he had never been in love before, or because he finally the best thing in the world. But the one that stood out the most was that he knew that this love wasn't going to get away from him. He loved his parents and they were killed, he loved Barney but since that night their parents were killed he changed. But Nat, he wasn't going to let this slip away from him. He found his face getting hot even though the sun was setting. He found a little ally way and pulled Nat into it quickly.

"Clint Barton what are you doing-" She started saying before he planted a kiss onto her. Her lips were soft as he pulled her close not caring if they got weird looks from people passing by. When he finally let go she looked up at him with surprise in her eyes.

"I can never get used to that." He confessed. She pulled him into a hug and he accepted. It was kind of weird having this happen even though they were supposed to be on a mission to find Thor's brother. They exited the ally and continued walking towards the river. He asked around to see if anyone knew about an abandoned building beside a club but no one responded. Even though he was a New Yorker he would admit that a lot of people were rude here.

"This is why I hate people." Nat mumbled after being told to screw off by the 3rd person they tried to talk to. They had gone up and down the Hudson 2 times already in about a 5 street radius, there were 4 clubs and tons of abounded building. Too many to make a positive guess on where Loki might be. He looked at Nat to see if she came up with anything; you could practically see the gears turning in her head. They had wasted an hour just walking and talking and it was getting late and they needed to be back to Tony's car in about 45min. They were by the club named Congo for the 3rd time when Clint saw someone dash into an abandoned house, this sparked his curiosity. He quickly turned and ran into the building behind the guy, he slid the old wood door aside and crept in, he heard Nat come in just a few seconds later. They stood there for a few seconds and listen for any movement so they knew where not to go. They were rewarded with sounds of dragging feet on the ground. Clint looked around him to see what they had around them, any weapons really. Looked over to the wall and saw an old stairs, he tapped Nat on the shoulder which made her jump a bit but then she remembered it was him. He pointed to the staircase and she read his mind and nodded. They slid over and as quietly as they could went up the staircase; thank god it was made of metal so it didn't squeak as much it would have if it was made of wood.

They got to the top and looked around; they were on some type of indoor balcony overlooking the center of the room. As far as Clint could tell the balcony went around the whole room and had an old rail being the only thing that kept them from falling off the edge. Down in the middle of the room he could barely make out the figures in the dark, all the windows seemed to be boarded up. Suddenly a light switched on and eliminated the center of the room, Clint and Nat flung them against the wall and slid to the ground to avoid being seen in the shadows. Voices started to fill the room and Clint slowly crawled his way to the rail and laid on his stomach to see what was going on, Nat copied him a few seconds later. They kept themselves pressed to the ground as hard as they could. If this was the Torns, gangs usually don't take nicely to strangers.

They saw a chair in the center of the room with a person tied up in it with a bag over their head. Around them were about 10 people, all wearing black with a green bandana displayed on themselves in one way or another. The ones that were closer to the side with Clint and Nat he saw they had the same tattoo that Steve and Bruce described their attackers had, a vertical line with a triangle coming out the side.

"Torns, we meet here to discuss a rather important matter," a heavy voice suddenly filled the room. "All of you are the appointed leaders of your group in your certain area, that's why you have been called to discuss the fate of our former leader." The guy was a big white guy that used too much hair jell. "This person as you all know, came to us not long ago and quickly rose through the ranks and just a mere year ago became our leader. He was good, made the right choice, made us the most ruthless and feared gang, got rid of some very intimidating enemies," Clint didn't like the sound of that one. "Until, he decided to betray us. Not only falling in love with a girl from another gang, not only trying to skip out on us and go back to his life before us, but also killing one of our own to keep his secret and thinking he could get away with it. But let me tell you," the guy got very close to the bagged man's head. "It's not going to happen. Bring her out." A girl was suddenly thrown in the light. She looked like she had just been mugged, cloths hanging off her body, hair all messed up and even from where Clint was he could tell she had a black eye and cuts on her face. The guy ripped off the bag from the strangers head and Clint's chest tightened a bit- it was Loki. Clint barely recognized him- his black hair had grown out to his shoulder, he looked paler and just more tired. (Clint had a class with him and saw him just 2 days before he ran away) Although he looked meaner, there were visible scars on his arms that were tied behind him.

"Ryan, don't do this," Loki said to the big white guy. "I just to check on some things."

"You've been away from them for 2 years, what suddenly made you want to go back?" Ryan spat in Loki's face.

"None of your fucking business." Loki snarled back, he hadn't lost his sass in 2 years.

"I'm guessing she isn't any of our business either then?" Ryan picked up the girl by the arm. She would have been pretty if she didn't have the black eye, and her hair looked like it had been cut in random places. "Your precious little secret, we don't do anything with the other gangs, no friendships, no communication, no relationships." He threw the girl down, her hands and feet were bound and that gave Clint an uneasy feeling. He looked over at Nat who was breathing a little more heavily than usual.

"Look, if you let both of us go, you'll never see us again ever!" Loki pleaded. There was a certain pain in his voice Clint hadn't heard from anyone before.

"See but that be too simple, we are our own little government here. If you break the rules and there is no punishment then there is no order." He pulled a gun our, the air suddenly got dangerous. "And that creates chaos. So tell me Loki," Ryan spat the name like it was acid in his mouth. "Was the affair worth it?" He pointed the gun at the girl's legs and shot. The sound rang through the building, Clint suddenly understood why they chose near a club- loud noise so no one would hear it.

"Callie!" Loki screamed. It nearly tore Clint apart to hear the pain in his voice. The girl screamed and let out a cry but then just started breathing hard and trying to contain herself. The girl was strong, just like Nat. Clint could see the fresh pool of blood on the ground; the metallic smell filled the air. "YOU SON OF A BITCH I'LL KILL YOU!" Loki yelled the threat at Ryan who just smiled. Ryan just shrugged and shot Callie in both shoulders, another scream rang through the building. Clint noticed Nat was getting uneasy and ready to pounce. The girl was really crying now begging Ryan to stop. Loki was screaming; it seemed crazy to Clint that all of this was going on and as far as he could tell anyone outside was just ignoring them.

"Better do the decent things and put a dog out of their misery," Ryan sighed and put the gun to Callie's head and held it there for a second. "Don't" Clint whispered to himself, but the sickening sound of a gun rang through the building anyway. Everything was still, Loki's scream didn't even register in Clint's mind, only a high pitch ringing. These guys were crazy, they had just killed an innocent girl. He got his head together just in time to here Nat do something completely stupid. She let out a faint whimper, but that was enough to draw the attention to them.

"Whose there?" Ryan screamed and fired a shot in their direction that was only inches from Clint's face. It was enough to startle him and make him jump backwards.

"Fuck," Nat yelled out. Nat did something even crazies than before she leaped from the balcony and landed on one of the hanging lights, it swayed a bit but she didn't flinch. All the other group leaders were scrambling around- only 3 showed up with small hand guns. Clint knew he couldn't do what Nat did so he ran as fast as he could to the ground floor and started beating up guys. Since Clint didn't have the money to afford the kick-boxing lessons that Nat could she would come home and teach him, so he did everything that she taught him.

The first guy lunged at him but he was obviously not a fighter because all Clint had to do was sweep the guys legs and kick his head for the guy to pass out. The second guy was not as easy, he surprised Clint with a knee to the stomach, he backed up a bit then took a swing at the guys face and connected with his jaw. The guy swept Clint's legs and when he went down the stranger pinned him down, not his legs luckily. Clint pulled them up to his chest and pushed the guy off, got up while the guy was disoriented and rammed his head first in the wall, he slummed the moment his head contacted with the brick.

Clint turned and ran into the big area they could see from the balcony, Nat was trying to get Loki free while fighting off 3 guys. Clint looked around and found a board of wood and went up the douchebags trying to hurt his girlfriend. He got the board and wacked the guys in the back of the heads one by one, they all went down except the last one who held up his hands, he was one that had a gun. He dropped it and ran out.

"I hate it here, they're completely mental." The guy was out the door before Clint and Nat could even react. 5 down, 5 more and 2 had guns. He picked up the gun and got back to back with Nat. Clint's eyes flashed to Callie, the motionless girl on the ground now with blood surrounding her head and some other things. Clint felt like he was going to throw up. He looked at Loki who was not helping his rescue attempt at all. He saw another member advance to him with a gun out held. Clint was high on adrenaline and pulled the trigger, luckily he'd aimed right and it hit the guy right in the thigh; he guy yelled out and fell to the ground. The room was getting hot and he saw 3 guys run out. Only one was left and that was the murder- Ryan.

"Got it!" Nat yelled, Loki's hands were now free all that was left was his feet tied to the legs of the chair. As he hands were free they fell like he was dead not helping them. Luckily the feet were as tied as good so they came off but Loki did not get up when he was free. Nat stood up and got in his face. "Loki common, Thor's looking for you. Please get AH!" Nat was suddenly pulled backwards. Clint whirled around and saw she was held with an arm around her chest with a gun pointed at her head. Clint froze up, one wrong move and there would be two bodies on this floor; two loves lost. Clint's blood rose to a danger point.

"Put the gun down or I'll kill her," Ryan smiled like a sick man. "You know I'll do it." He gestured to dead Callie on the ground with her gun. Clint didn't know what to do so he looked at Nat. She looked truly afraid, her eyes were big and her body was stiff and unmoving which was very unlike her. He knew if he put the gun down there was a high chance he was going to kill her anyway. Suddenly someone pulled the gun from his grasp, he saw it was Loki. He grabbed the gun and before anyone knew what was going on Loki ran up on Ryan and shot him in the foot. Ryan cringed and yelled and loosened his grip just long enough for Nat to slip out and run over to Clint, but he couldn't take his eyes away from Loki. Loki took another shot in Ryan's shoulder, both of them just as Ryan did to Callie.

"You shouldn't have done that, wrong move to upset a mental gang leader." Loki calmly said into Ryan's eyes and shot him in the face. He guessed someone finally called the cops because sirens were in the distance.

"Loki!" Clint's body finally reacted and ran over to his friend's brother. "Dude common let's just go," Clint grabbed Loki's arm who was still gun. Loki obeyed and ran with Nat and Clint out of the building. Before they got down the street Loki ran into the club for a quick sec, Clint saw him rubbing the gun on the drinks, random people and on cloths before running out and chucking it into the river. They ran away just as the heard the splash.

Clint couldn't think of a time where he had ran faster. It was dark but the street was still full of people who cursed at them as they ran by. By some miracle they made it back to the car and everyone was there. Clint looked at Thor whose smile as wide as the Hudson, Clint didn't know if he could tell him what had happened. I guess they saw the blood on Loki's cloths because Steve started to say something that Clint didn't catch.

"Everyone in the goddamn car and drive!" Clint screamed at his friends. Everyone was startled by the command but no one questioned it. They all climbed in the car and Tony sped off. "Go somewhere, anywhere just get us away!" he yelled from the back. They were leaving Harlem and could still hear the sirens. Clint was in the back with Loki and Nat, this was the first time he ever felt Nat start shaking.