Chapter 1: Agent Barton

Your stomach churned as you rode the elevator at Stark Tower. Director Fury gave you a side long glance out of the corner of his eye.

"Nervous?" he asked. Not trusting your voice you simply shook your head no. "Good" he smirked as the elevator came to a stop.

You stepped out of the elevator and into a room that you could only guess was the living room because of the couches and multiple flat screen T.V.s. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at you as you walked in. You scanned their faces, recognizing each one, because you had read all of their files the night before. The one person you were looking for was not there.

"Alright everyone." Director Fury started then paused, "Where the hell is Agent Barton?"

"Here sir." A voice answered from the vents. Your heart clenched at that voice, you would know it anywhere. Suddenly Clint dropped down from the vent and landed gracefully on his feet.

He looked basically the same as he had three years ago. He looked at Director Fury, having not yet noticed you, mostly because you were hiding behind Director Fury's back.

"Alright, I want all to meet your new roommate. This is Agent Barton." He said stepping aside forcing everyone to see me, including Clint.

"I prefer (y/n)." you said, looking at the floor with sudden interest, mostly just avoiding his gaze. After what felt like hours of silence, you risked a look up at the other Avengers who were looking back and forth between you and Clint as if trying to see the resemblance. Finally you chanced a glance at Clint who was looking at you as if he had never seen you before in his life. Slowly recognition started to light his eyes as they filled with tears. Then he suddenly turned and ran from the room.

Director Fury cleared his throat. "Well with that out of the way, Agent (y/n) will be staying here with you, so Stark, control yourself." He said shooting Tony a look before leaving on the elevator.

You stood there staring at the others, unsure what to say. Finally Thor stood up and walked to you. Bowing, he took your hand and brushed a kiss over your knuckles. "It is very nice to meet you Lady (y/n)." he said rising from his bow.

"Uh, thanks." You said awkwardly, earning a chuckle from the others.

"So you're Clint's sister." Natasha said as a statement, not a question.

"I didn't even know he had a sister." Tony said winking at you.

"He probably wanted to protect her from you." Steve joked, earning him a glare from Tony.

You laughed at their bantering, already feeling more at ease. You still couldn't get rid of the pit in your stomach though. Clint had ran away from you as if he couldn't stand the sight of you.

"Speaking of siblings Thor, where's Loki?" Dr. Banner asked.

"Probably in his chambers." Thor said with a sigh.

Natasha stood then. "Come on (y/n), I'll take you to your room."

You nodded your thanks and said goodbye to everyone as you followed her out.

"So, what did you do to him? " She asked once you were in the safety of the elevator.

"What do you mean?" you asked even though you knew exactly what she meant.

"I've never seen Clint act like that before."

You sighed as the elevator stopped. "This is your floor." She said leading you out of the elevator into a suite. She led you to the bedroom then turned to you expectantly.

You collapsed on the bed. "I disappeared for three years. I was being hunted by people who wanted to use me to hurt him, so I got off the radar. I couldn't have any contact with anyone from my former life, especially Clint. They would have been monitoring him to see if I had contacted him so that they could find me. I just wanted to keep him safe." You said with tears in your eyes. Natasha sat down beside you on the bed. "I guess after not hearing from me for a while, he probably assumed that I was dead."

"He never gave up on you." Natasha said. "He had S.H.E.I.L.D. looking for you all the time. He used to tell me stories about when you guys were younger. He never gave up hope that you were still alive."

You turned and gave her a small smile." Thanks Natasha."

She patted your knee. "No problem, (y/n)." She said before standing up. "Don't worry, he'll come around, he's just needs some time."

You nodded as she left the room. Suddenly exhausted, you collapsed backward onto the bed and fell asleep.