Sometimes Clint hated being a kid; no one ever listened.
He'd been asked over and over about some access codes he didn't have a clue about, they wanted information on Shield and security profiles on several offshore bases...
He must have told them at least a hundred times that he didn't know, but they refused to believe him; they threatened and shouted, even broke a few of his fingers, but Clint couldn't tell them what he didn't know, and they eventually got so frustrated they gave up and left.
Natasha was still lay perfectly still, pretending to be asleep as Clint had told her. But the guard outside the cell got fed up of waiting. He opened the cell and threw a jug of water at her, and she couldn't help but cough and splutter.
A grin spread out over his face as he grabbed her arm and took her down the same hallway Clint had been lead down.
The handcuffs they tried to used didn't go small enough for her tiny wrists, so instead they used cable ties to tie her wrists and ankles to the chair
They asked her the same questions they'd asked Clint, however rather than admit she didn't know, she remained silent
They asked her again in Russian, yet she still said nothing; determined to remain strong like Clint had told her too
Outside the two rooms, two agents discussed the progress;
"It appears not only have their bodies been reverted, but also their minds"
"I was assured they would keep their memories, that only their bodies would be weakened, that was why we used this machine! Keep going, try harder. I want those codes!"
XxX
Hill and Coulson had gathered every possible scrap of information they could, from every possible source; they estimated Clint and Natasha had been taken to one of a number of run down research facilities Shield had been looking into that they thought Hydra had been working out of before this whole thing began, they just never had the chance to follow them up...
While they were working on that, Tony and Bruce managed to activate the tracer Tony had put in Clint's jacket, hoping he still had it with him. It was intended for if they got lost while they were out, but seeing as how Clint was still wearing it when he went to bed last night, Tony was hopeful he still had it on him.
Coulson rang with their findings, at the same time the computer in front of Bruce came up with a location; Ohio.
XxX
Davros had given up playing nice, he wanted answers and he wanted them now. He was sure the two children were playing him, sure they had the information he needed, and he was damn well going to get it.
He strolled back into the room Clint was sat in; "You boy, you will answer the questions, or you will suffer the consequences"
"I've told you like a million times already; I. Don't. Know" Clint said, slowly emphasising each word, allowing an air of 'duh' to flow through his words
"Get up" the man instructed, and Clint looked confused for just a minute, before forcing the confidence exterior back in place and climbing out of the chair
Davros pushed him forward out of the room and through a door into another room just a few steps down the corridor
He came face to face with Natasha, still tied to the chair, gagged, and with a gun pointed at her head
"Now answer the question" Davros repeated, glaring at Clint
XxX
Hill and Coulson came to the tower to stay with Pepper, Jane and Darcy, who Bruce assured were just drugged, and should wake up anytime soon.
The four Avengers boarded the jet and followed the signal to where they would hopefully find the kids.
Landing a few miles out, Thor, Tony and Steve raced on ahead, leaving Bruce to trail behind. They needed him to remain calm in case they needed the doctor, and they hoped they'd have enough fire power between the three of them to take on the agents at the facility
They guessed they were in the right location when twenty armed Hydra agents fired at them as they approached.
None of them were in the mood for games however, and a few seconds later all twenty agents were out of the way. They split up when they made it into the building, not wanting to delay reaching Clint and Natasha by even a moment.
XxX
Natasha's cheeks were wet with tears as she sat helpless, staring at Clint. Her wrists hurts as the cable ties cut deep, the man stood behind her had his hand harshly under her chin; holding her head still while he held the barrel of a pistol tight against her head
Clint was shaking, visibly shaking as he was lost for words... He wanted to tell them, wanted nothing more than to spill every answer they were after, but he didn't know... He really didn't know and he was at a loss as to what to do. Tears spilled over his own eyes as he struggled to find something to say
The man stood by Natasha cocked the gun, raising his eyebrows in a silent question to Clint. Natasha screwed her eyes shut, tensing against what was to come when there was a loud bang
She opened her eyes to see Tony stood there in his Iron Man suit, the two Hydra agents dead on the floor