Mostly filler and pretty short at that, but hope you enjoyed it anyway.

Italics are Chinese.

TW: Thank you.

New York

Night

"So, what is this place?" Logan asked as Oliver, Clint and Dragon led him into a Chinese restaurant. "Besides a restaurant."

"It's a front, no one will ever find us here," Clint told him and Logan narrowed his eyes.

"A front for what?" he asked suspiciously.

"SHIELD," Dragon said simply and Logan blinked.

"That's who you guys work for?" Logan asked, viewing them with suspicious eyes.

"Yeah. This is a hideout for SHIELD agents between missions, there's an arsenal of weapons and medics below," Oliver said before turning to one of the servers. "A table for four; give us some water please."

"Yes, of course," the server said, walking off as Clint looked at Oliver in surprise.

"Since when do you speak Chinese?"

"Since Russia, Bobbi taught me. There's only so much you can do in a safe house for six months besides train," Oliver said absently.

Clint looked at Oliver stared, not so much by the information as the mention of Bobbi. Oliver hadn't as much as mentioned Bobbi by name since their mission in Metropolis. Every time Clint or Natasha had tried talking to Oliver about her, Oliver clamed up and told them it was not of their business.

"Okay, two questions," Logan said, breaking Clint out of his surprise as the trio of SHIELD agents looked over at him. "First, why are you telling me all this? Two, what the fuck is going on?"

"I think that's a conversation we can all have over dinner. It's a front, but also a four star restaurant. You hungry?" Clint asked and Logan looked at him warily before laughing.

"All right. I'll bite. Fine, get me a menu," Logan said with a smirk.

A little later, the four of them sat around a table, their food having been brought out. But no one was eating just yet, the SHIELD agents bringing Logan up to speed.

"So this Stryker guy is coming after me?" Logan inquired, picking up an eggroll.

"The emails didn't mention you by name, only a Weapon X. But Stryker's goons were asking questions about you, so fair to say you're this Weapon X," Clint explained, seeing the strange look crossing Logan's face again. "Does that mean anything to you?"

"Sounds familiar," Logan said but didn't elaborate.

"Any idea why Stryker might be after you?" Oliver inquired and Logan scoffed.

"You said he hates mutants. I can take a guess," Logan said with a glance down at his knuckles.

"Seen a lot of crazy things in this line of work, never known a mutant to have metal coming out of them. How'd that happen?" Dragon inquired and Logan smiled unpleasantly.

"Your guess is as good as mine bub. I don't remember anything before the last fifteen years," Logan declared, taking them all aback. "I just woke up one day, these metal claws under my skin, no idea who I was or how I got there."

"And you never tried looking into your past?" Dragon asked curiously and Logan scoffed.

"Not much to go on, just a name: Logan, plus a pair of dog tags with the word 'Wolverine' on them. It was next to impossible to figure out," Logan said and there was a brief silence between the group. "So this Stryker guy is after me. You think he might know who I am?"

"It's possible. We'll never know now since you killed all his men," Clint said sarcastically and Logan shrugged.

"They were coming after me. I don't usually pull my punches when people point guns at me," Logan said dryly.

"Kill or be killed," Oliver said, relating and Logan nodded.

"Yeah," Logan said as he and Oliver looked into each other's eyes, having an understanding that words couldn't explain.

It was silent as Clint and Dragon eyed the pair for a moment before Clint spoke up.

"Either way, seems the mission's over. We can't exactly question dead guys, so I guess only thing left to do is go home," Clint noted with a glance at Logan. "Logan, we can take you back with us, offer you protection from Stryker, but I can't make you do anything you don't want to."

"Thanks for the offer, but I'll pass. I can handle myself. Besides, I have a promise to keep," Logan said, thinking of Rogue and Clint nodded in understanding.

"I get it. But these guys probably won't stop coming after you," Clint said as he pulled out a burner phone, sliding it across the table to Logan. "Here. My number's programed in. In case you need help."

Logan looked down the phone and Barton before chuckling, putting the phone in his jacket pocket.

"You are a strange person Barton. Not many people in your line of work would do what you do, especially for mutants," Logan noted.

"I'm not like most people," Clint said simply.

After finishing their meal, the group exited the restaurant. Logan walked over to where he had parked Scott's motorcycle. Hoping on, he started it, the engine roaring as he looked back at the trio.

"Thanks for helping me," Logan said gratefully.

"Think it was you that was helping me actually," Clint said with a smirk and Logan laughed.

"Maybe," Logan agreed. "See you around, Barton."

Logan then put the motorcycle into drive and drove off. Oliver, Clint and Dragon watched until he vanished from view before Oliver spoke up.

"We have to put him on the Index now, don't worry?" Oliver said knowingly and Clint sighed.

"Afraid so," Clint said regretfully.

"SHIELD policy. Any Enhanced we find, we have to go on the Index," Dragon pointed out and Oliver scoffed.

"Yeah? Why don't you call Logan and see how he feels about being put on the Index," Oliver said darkly.

"I don't like it any more than you do, but that's our job Oliver. We knew what we signed up for when Fury handed us the badge," Clint pointed out and Oliver couldn't argue against that. "Come on, Quinjet's a thirty minute drive. Then we can head back home."

"We can head to Washington. Let's not kid ourselves into thinking its home," Oliver said grimly.

Neither Clint nor Dragon said a word as they headed to the van, getting inside. Clint got in the driver's seat and, after a few moments, the van took off, heading for the Quinjet.

Like I said, not very long or eventful, but I wanted to set up the dynamic Logan has with the SHIELD team. Next chapter will be longer and will set off the main plot of the story. Until then.