Chapter twenty will be the last chapter by the way!

Previously:

Bucky has been taken down

HYDRA seems to be dead

Pepper being sent off under protection, because of the death threat she received.

'Clintasha' outed to the world

We returned to the tower and Pepper and Tony got ready to leave. All their stuff was on the plane yesterday, so they didn't need to take any bags with them. They said goodbye to all of us and I felt slightly hurt that this might be the last time I see Pepper. She'll be fine. Stop being stupid. I told myself. Me and Pepper were good friends, but not amazingly close. The last person she hugged was Clint. Tony was already at the elevator, because he had said goodbye to everyone already.

"You look after him." she smiled at me, indicating that I should look after the 'Hawk'.

"I will. Don't you worry." I replied and she nodded.

"Stay safe." Clint said.

"I'll try to." she replied, her eyes filling up with tears.

"Go on. Go." Clint instructed. "Otherwise you'll never leave." They laughed and she nodded, turning to go towards the elevator. Tony and Pepper stepped inside it and they waved goodbye as the doors closed. Everyone went to sit in the living room, but we stayed near the elevator for a few moments, just the two of us.

"I hope she is alright." Clint fretted and I placed my hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry about her. She has Tony to protect her and the death threat is probably from some random guy on the street trying to scare us."

He nodded and said "You are right. We can't be us without Pepper. She is going to be fine. She needs a holiday anyway after all the work that she does."

"I know. I'm surprised she can stand after all the paperwork that has been fed through her office over the years."

"God, Maria has that burden too. She complains about it when no one else is looking."

"I get that." I agreed, smirking, and we joined the others on the sofa.

"What do we do now?" Thor asked.

"Well I need to talk to Maria about her suit and Banner should be here in a bit. Other than that, I think we should take the rest of the day off." Steve said and left with Maria to go down to Tony's lab.

"I will be spending the day with Jane." Thor said, much to Jane's surprise. She smiled and he continued. "If you wish to contact us, just shout THOR!" He shouted his name, which nearly deafened me. I turned to Jane.

"You have your phone right?"

"Yep." she said, laughing and tapping her pocket. "See you later."

They left me and Clint in the room together and I said "I think I'm going to go and work out."

"Care for some company?" he asked.

"Yeah, I would love some. Thank you. And you need something to distract you from Pepper anyway."

"Well, you are very distracting." he smirked and I gave him a death glare. His smile faded and he said "I'm gonna regret that later aren't I…" I just smiled and strutted to the elevator. "You'll be the death of me." he added as the doors to the lift opened.

"Probably." I replied as we walked in. I pressed the workout floor button and the lift doors closed.

"Are your nightmares becoming less frequent?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Not really. What about yours?"

"Can't seem to shake em'." he said. "How often?"

"A couple of times a week. Are you still getting yours every night?"

"I don't when you are with me. I know that no one like Loki can take you, but when you are not with me, I feel like I'm just going to lose you."

"If you think that I'm moving in with you…"

"I'm not saying that! I gave the wrong impression off there. Sorry, I didn't mean it like that." he said, frantically.

"It's fine, Clint. I was joking." I said, stopping his little panic. "I know what you meant."

"I just meant that it's better when you're around." he smiled and pressed a small kiss to my cheek.

"Don't think that is going to soften me up. I'm still gonna kick your ass."

"Damn it! You ruined my master plan!" he joked and I smirked.

5 hours later

"Uhhh…" Clint groaned, rolling around on the floor, faking pain.

"Oh come on. I didn't hit you that hard!" I said, crossing my arms.

"Damn it, you really will kill me one day."

"If your lucky I'll do it painlessly...if…" I smiled and he put his hand out.

"Help the defeated off the floor will ya?" he asked with puppy dogs eyes and a quivering lip.

"Fine." I said and joined hands with him. Suddenly, I was pulled down to join him and I landed on top of him. "Asshole." I cursed, my hands going flat against the floor, so I could push myself up to look at him.

"Come on, darlin'." he said, cowboy accent added to his usual tone. "Be nice to me for once."

"I'm always nice to you." I complained as he placed his hands on my hips.

"I know you are." he said and reached up to kiss my lips. I closed my eyes and pulled my hands up, so I could weave them through his hair. His hands went round my back and went under my top, gracing over my spine. I groaned at his touch and pushed my lips harder against his.

"God, Tash…" he said, spinning us round so that I was against the floor.

"Clint…" I whispered as he kissed down my neck and across my collar bone. I arched my back and he kissed down my stomach, touching the backs of my thighs. "Clint?" I said, trying to catch his attention.

"Yeah…" he said, breathlessly, looking up from the bottom of my belly.

"We should probably do this somewhere else…" I said, raising an eyebrow. He nodded and got up quickly.

"Come on…" he said, smiling and holding his hand out for me to take. We rushed to the elevator and kissed the whole way up, my hands around his neck and his strongly grabbing my hips, pushing me closer to him. The elevator pinged when we got to the living room floor and we jumped apart. Caasually walking out, we waved to Steve, Maria and Bruce who were sitting on the sofas. We quickly walked to the doors and I noticed, from glancing at a nearby mirror, that my hair was unbelievably untidy. What must I look like? I thought as we shut the doors.

We practically ran to our rooms, but they were across the hall from each other.

"Yours or mine?" I asked, still breathless, probably from the excitement.

"I don't mind."

"Well, it's your choice."

"I don't really have a preference."

"But-"

"Oh my God, yours." he said and smashed his lips against mine, pushing me against my door. I opened it (multitasking is my specialty after all) and we went straight to the bed. All out clothes were off in under 30 seconds. I made a note in my brain that he was very good at undoing bra straps - I wondered whether he had a lot of practise at that.

Two hours later

We were lying next to each other, him asleep and me hardly awake, and I smiled at the realisation that we had just had sex. Fucking finally! I thought. I looked up at him, saw that he was snoring lightly and pulled him closer to me, because I just wanted to hug him tighter. If someone had told me last week that I would be here, in my bed, naked, hugging Clint, then I probably would've 1. punched them in the face and 2. told them that they were crazy.

I closed my eyes and listened to him breath. It seemed to relax me, the rising and falling of his chest, causing my head to do the same. I pressed a kiss against his skin, which woke him up.

"Hey." he said, sleepily, still with his eyes clothes.

"I would say morning, but it's nearly eight o'clock at night." I smiled and he smiled back.

"Did I just have a really really good dream or did we just…"

"It wasn't a dream." I whispered and reached up to kiss his lips.

"Good." he said and pulled me into a hug.

"I bet the others knew what was going to happen with us."

"The others in the living room?"

"Did you see my hair?"

"Yeah, I almost said something, but I kinda didn't want to."

"Hey!"

"What?" he said innocently. "It looked cute all tangled up."

"I'm just happy that you didn't die on the mission."

"Me too."

"Lets go and get some dinner lover boy." I said, shuffling to the side of the bed. I reached for my underwear and slipped on my knickers as Clint put on my bra. "You seem awfully good at doing that." I said suspiciously.

"Hawkeye scans the crowd for his target and he never misses. What can I say?" he smirked and I rolled my eyes.

"You can say anything you like just never use the word 'Hawkeye' in the bedroom." I said, picking out a fresh top from my wardrobe and pulling it over my head.

"Why are you so mean?" he asked. I got the spare clothes that I keep in my room for him and chucked them to him. I got out a pair of blue jeans and put them on. "I bet you can't wait to tell Pepper." I said and turned around to find him wide-eyed staring at me, fingers frozen above the keyboard on my iPad. I walked over curiously and looked at the screen. It was my messages that are sent to Pepper.

"Guess who just slept with Clint? :)" I disapprovingly looked at Clint and shook my head.

"I can't believe you." I laughed and there was a 'ping' sound from the iPad.

"I'm guessing that was Clint stealing your iPad? I'm so happy for you two." Pepper said over the message. Whilst replying to her message, I walked over my desk and sat down on my chair, whilst Clint got changed. I put the iPad down and looked at myself in the mirror as Clint walked over to me.

"You feeling okay?" he asked and kissed the back of my head.

"I'm good. My stitches didn't tear so that's a good thing." I smirked and he laughed.

"That would have been messy!" he said and his hand wandered down my arm, taking my hand and hollding it tightly. He pulled me forward, out of the chair, and said "Come with me."

"What is it?" I asked and he kept pulling me forward.

"Wait and see…" He smiled and pulled me out of the door, towards the set of stairs that were on the other side of the building. There was one on each side of the building in case of emergency situations. Clint took me up the stairs and we kept going and going and going until we reached the rooftop.

He opened the door and walked me over to the edge. The city was so beautiful, so full of life. Maybe that idea of me living in a house with Clint could come true...one day. We leant over the balcony and he slipped his arm around the back of my waist.

"I went up here, you know. After the whole 'Attack on Manhattan' thing." he said and I looked at him.

"I know you did."

He looked at me curiously. "You did?"

"Yeah, I never knew why. I know that you did though. I expected you needed some space after Loki invaded your brain." I explained. I remembering opening the door, seeing him resting his head against the balcony bar and leaving him in peace. I thought that he deserved at least that for a while.

"It wasn't entirely for that. I know that he hurt you and to know that I couldn't do anything about that...well that was the thing that nearly killed me." he said, his eyes not moving from mine.

I blinked my eyes away to the sunset and replied "You should've told me that you were so worried. I was fine."

"No, you weren't. I know that the Hulk affected you. It was my fault that he turned when I shot the arrow into the facility. You were all there."

"You didn't know that. As well as that, you were being controlled by Loki." I said, resting my head against his shoulder. "Just try and forget about it."

He nodded. "You're the one who is helping me do that." I smiled and shut my eyes, feeling the sun setting in the distance. I saw why he liked it up here. Not really because of the view, but because of the peace you could find. I listened to the sounds of distant cars and planes and people and for one moment in my life I didn't care about anything. I would have fallen over if Clint hadn't been there as a leaning post.

"Miss Romanoff and Mr. Barton, Mr. Rogers is asking if you would attend dinner with him and a few others?" JARVIS asked. So much fpr peace.

"Of course we will. Tell them that we will be down in a moment. Who are the 'few others'?" Clint asked.

"Mr. Rogers is joined by Bruce Banner, Jane Foster, Maria Hill, Thor Odinson and Betty Ross."

"Brilliant. I haven't seen Betty for centuries and I wanted to see how Bruce was recovering. Shall we?" he asked, holding out an arm for me to take, which I did. Before exiting through the roof door, I looked back across the city...my city. I always knew that I would have to protect it, but surely I can have Clint too right?

We exited the elevator and walked over to the kitchen where the others were standing in a circle, waiting for the food to be laid out.
"Ah, Clintasha!" Thor shouted, hands up in the air, the threat of a hug looming over us. "How brilliant to see you!" he said, merrily and gave us both hugs.

"Is that name really catching?" Clint choak out whilst being hugged by the God. Thor gave me an equally crushing hug.

"You should see for yourselves…" Jane said, handing us a paper.

Clintasha - a new power couple. I rolled my eyes. More media...brilliant.

Tony Stark cleverly named the new couple Clintasha after they walked out of the building holding hands. Is this love? From the Black Widow of all people? "Okay, where is the nearest bin. I already want to throw up from this love-dovey rubbish?" I asked, chucking the paper across the table.

"Well, at least I made sure that the Avengers newspaper didn't print such news." Maria smiled and we all turned to her.

"Avengers newspaper?" Bruce asked.

"Yes, it was Steve's idea." Maria said, looking over at him. He was cooking...something?

"Over the years, there has been much speculation over the truths of the Avengers and our missions, so I thought that releasing some information to the public, provided that it wasn't too valuble, wouldn't be a bad idea."

"That is a brilliant." Betty commented, taking a sip out of her glass. He other hand was wrapped round Bruce's. They should be making the front page.

"How are you Betty? I haven't seen you in ages." Clint said, coming up to hug her.

"I'm good. Happier now that I have found Bruce again." She smiled and squeezed his hand as we all sat down at the table. I was sitting next to Thor, which made me look even smaller than I already was. Throughout dinner, we discussed Jane's and Betty's roles in science and the food to accompany the company was delicious. Steve had cooked cheese and asparagus bake.

"Wow. I did not know you could cook this well." Clint said, wiping his lips with a napkin.

"I had lots of time when I came out of the ice. There was a cabin that I spent most of my time in, which had no one for miles so I thought that I might as well use my time wisely." he said.

"We must do this more often." Bruce said, taking another bite of his meal.

"Pepper suggested us doing a quintuple date?" I said. Clint was right! This dish is amazing.

"Sounds interesting!" Jane said.

"We will have to do that when Tony and Pepper get back!" Betty added.

"What a wonderful idea." Thor said, smashing his wine glass on the floor. We all jumped in shock, but we had gotten used to Thor doing it. The first time we thought he was angry and Tony went to hide behind the sofa. "I am sorry my friends. Old habits never do die away."

We all laughed and before we knew it we had eaten tea, dessert and we were waving Bruce, Betty, Thor and Jane out of the door, because they were staying elsewhere tonight.

"Well, that was a brilliant evening." Steve said, smiling and holding hands with Maria.

"Yeah, more brilliant for some than others." Maria said, raising an eyebrow at us.

"What?" we asked at the same time, which freaked me out a little. Me and Clint turned to each other, but then turned back to Maria.

"You two rushing off to Romanoff's room." she said, smirking.

"You followed us?" Clint asked.

"Well you both looked like you had been rolling around in the bushes when you came past us and we brought up the security footage from the corridor and that was very self-explanatory." Steve said.

"We laughed about it for ages." Maria said, walking towards the sofa's in the living room.

"Glad we amuse you." I deadpanned.

"Is he good?" Maria asked me and I think I blushed.

"Maria!" I shouted in a whisper. Clint just looked at me curiously and furrowed his eyebrows. "What?" I asked.

"Are you going to answer her question?" he asked me. I rolled my eyes and beckoned Maria over to me. I whispered something in her ear and she smiled.

"What did she say?" Clint asked as she sat back down next to Steve.

"She said it's the best sex she's ever had." Maria admitted and I threw the nearest cushion at her.

"Asshole." I said.

"Lang-" Before Steve could finish his sentence, Maria smacked a kiss to his lips.

She pulled away and said "That is the only thing that stops him from finishing that word."

We laughed and talked into the night, finishing at about 2 in the morning. We said goodnight to them, but me and Clint were still stuck in the corridor.

"Yours or mine?" Clint asked, knowing that we still had unfinished business.

"Lets try it in yours." I smiled and took his hand.

"These doors aren't sound-proof you know!" Steve shouted from Maria's room.

"It's a good thing the rooms are then!" Clint shouted back as we went to his door.

Hope you liked that chapter! Thought I would be a little cheeky with the writing of this chapter :P PLEASE REVIEW OR UPDATES ARE GOING TO BE WAAAAYYYY LESS! Thank you for reading! xx