Chapter Seven
While Clint was in Prague, he ran into a bit of a problem; his mark was unreachable no matter how many times he staked out the building. The guy was just not leaving, so he called Fury "Sir, the mark is unreachable. Need a new strategy in which to get him, it looks like he is getting ready to host a party. Might be able to take him out at the party, send Tasha to lend a hand." Clint said over the phone.
"Better yet Barton, I will send Ms. Granger. It seems she has the perfect outfit for such a benefit. I suggest you act like a happy couple in order to succeed at this Mission. Will brief her in route and she will meet you at the safe house in four hours." Fury said before hanging up.
Just what Clint needed was Mia, she wasn't ready for any type of Mission let alone one were they had to act as a couple. She barely just became a team member and he had yet been able to access her hand to hand skills.
Knowing he was defeated he went to see about renting a penguin suit for the event.
Mia was in the middle of knocking Steve on his feet when Fury walked into the training room, "Miss Granger, it seems Barton is in need of a date to succeed in his mission. You have twenty minutes to gather you evening attire and meet me downstairs in the car. I will brief you on the mission in midair, I believe that you will be most beneficial to the success of the mission." He said before turning to head back downstairs to the waiting car.
Dropping her training sticks, she popped down to her room and gathered a go bag very quickly and yet again popped this time downstairs to the lobby. She had become a master at changing clothes quickly since she had been on the run with Harry and Ron. Instead of her workout clothes, she was dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a spaghetti strap black top.
"What is the mission Sir?" she asked once they boarded the jet to head to Prague.
"It's simple, the target is held up in a building and refusing to come out so Barton can take him out. Your job is to act as his girlfriend long enough for Barton to get close to take him out, once the target is taken care I want the two of you back here for debriefing in 48 hours." Fury said as the jet took off towards Prague.
Once they landed and she was whisked off to meet Clint at the safe house, she was worried that the target would see the act.
Clint was waiting for her at the safe house, "I asked for Tasha, I don't think you're ready to go out on Missions. Tasha and I have an excellent rapport when it comes to infiltrating places like the one tonight. You need to be convincing, we might be asked how long we have been dating." He said looking her over.
Taking a deep breath, she walked over to him and did something she had been wanting to do since she first met him. She ran her arm over his in a way a love might do and then kissed him, "Trust me I am an excellent actress Mr. Barton, if I can fool the pants off an evil Professor named Umbridge I can fool anyone." She whispered in his ear after she broke the kiss.
Clint was stunned, she was good. She even had him fooled, she played it so well he almost thought they were dating. "Agent Hill wrangled us and invitation to the party tonight under the name of Brooks. I am the last Heir of a Multi-Million Corporation and you're my fiancée of three years, just make sure you play your part, and we will be out of here and back at the safehouse in no time flat." He said once he got his brain working again.
Mia just nodded and went to shower, once she was done she sat at the vanity in her black lace bra and panties. She used her wand to dry her hair and to add some curl to it, then she began to pull her black stockings up and fasting them to her garter.
She knew that Clint was trying not to pay attention and she knew that he didn't know was she was doing to make them feel comfortable around each other. If they were to pull off being lovers, they had to act as if they were intimate with each other, finally she stood and walked over to where she had hung her dress.
Once she had it on, she walked over to where Clint was standing looking out the window "Would you mind zipping me up Clint?" she asked.
Her skin felt like it was on fire as he zipped her up, it was something that never happened whenever Ron touched her. With Ron it felt like ice was being ran across her skin, his touch was so cold it hurt sometimes. But Clint's hands felt like she had drank an entire bottle of Fire Whiskey by herself, she wanted to know what it was like to actually kiss him and not some chaste kiss she had given him earlier.
"Clint, you know since it is a Holiday Party, they might have mistletoe and if we are not careful we may get caught under it. But if by chance we do, we will be required to kiss. I say we see if we can have a lovers kiss to fool them shall we?" she said as she stood on her tiptoes.
He leaned down to meet her lips and kissed her like he would if she was his actual lover. Forgetting that it was supposed to be an act he deepened the kiss, and her skin felt like it was on fire.
For a few minutes she forgot how to breath, after a few minutes Clint stopped the kiss. It was all supposed to be an act, he couldn't afford to actually treat her an actual lover. She didn't need a man with a past like his, she needed someone that could actually love her and for her to love in return. Not someone who didn't know where he would be day to day, but all he could think of was that kiss he had given her.
In all his years working with Nat he never felt that way about a kiss he gave her for an assignment. "I will be waiting downstairs, once you're ready we will leave." He said as if that kiss meant nothing.
It made her wonder if she had done something wrong when she instigated the kiss, it was something she had been wanting to do since she first saw him. Hell, she wanted to do more than kiss him but she may have just lost that chance because of the stunt she just pulled. Did he realize that she wanted not just to play lovers but that she wanted to be actual lovers?
She never did anything like what she had just done with Ron, she never teased him by getting dressed in front of him or asking him to help her zip up her dresses. Let alone give him spontaneous kisses that made her skin feel on fire, she quickly pulled her phone out of her go bag and texted Tasha.
~Need to talk to you when I return. Pulled a stunt I have never done before. May have blown my chances~ Mia
As she hit send she didn't know that Clint was talking to Tasha about the very thing she wanted to talk to her about.
"When I kissed her it felt as if time stood still, I can't get emotionally involved. She deserves better than a man with my past and current occupation. That kiss was the very reason I asked for you to be my partner on this, but Fury thought she needed a chance to prove herself and chose this to be her first mission." He said as he waited for Mia to come downstairs.
"If you want my opinion you let her choose what she wants, besides if she wanted safety she would have stayed with that Ronald guy and not joined the team." Nat said as she read the text Mia sent.
"It looks like you're not the only one in need of someone to talk too, I just got a text from her saying she needs to talk to me. That must have been some kiss Clint and for now I won't mention that I talked to you. It might keep her from opening up and she has just begun to think of me as a friend; besides if she flirts with you out in the open, it might get Tony off her back." She said to Clint.
"Here she comes, will talk to you after the mission." Clint said before hanging up the phone quickly.
Apart of him wanted to see if that kiss lead anywhere but he was right, she didn't need a guy who would make her worry if he was going to come back from a mission or not.
Once they were in the Limo that was being rented for the night she had a glass of wine to calm her nerves. She wasn't nervous about the mission; she was more nervous of how Clint was going to react towards her now. She wasn't usually that forward with a guy she barely knew but there was something about him that set her on fire in a very good way.
By the time they arrived at the party she was on her third glass of wine and nervous as hell. The driver held the door open, Clint climbed out first then turned to help her out. She had caught the attention of every guy there when she walked in on Clint's arm, "Ah there you are Mr. Brooks. I was wondering when I was going to meet the elusive Heir to the Brooks fortune and who is this lovely creature on your arm tonight?" the mark asked.
"This is my fiancée Mia Young." Clint said as he covertly slipped a 14 carat Diamond on her left hand.
"Mia darling why don't you show him the Diamond; it comes from one of my father's diamond mines in South Africa.
Playing her part, she gracefully held out her hand "Alex is such a romantic, he proposed at the top of the Eiffel Tower on what was it dear our second date?" she asked with flirtation in her voice.
"Yes I do believe it was our second date, I know your sister nearly fainted when she saw the ring." He said as he pulled her in tight.
"Would you mind if I stole your absolutely stunning fiancée for a dance Mr. Brooks?" the mark asked.
"As long as Mia doesn't mind?" Clint said. "Why I would enjoy a spin around the dance floor, Alex darling why don't you get us some drinks." She said hinting to use her dancing as a distraction to slip something into his drink.
Clint was amazed at how well her acting was, he was even starting to believe the lies coming from her mouth. Once the dance had ended, he had handed the mark his drink that held a slow acting toxin that would make it seem like he had a heart attack a few hours after they left. The toxin wouldn't even show up on an autopsy, so they wouldn't be at risk of exposure.
To make it more realistic he spun her around on the dance floor and even gave her a chaste but romantic kiss. By the end of the night, they had made their so called love affair realistic and left before the toxin made its way to their host's heart.
Once they made it downstairs and into the Limo, the toxin had done its job perfectly. Clint didn't usually work this way, but it was needed to be done in a pinch, since the original plan had backfired.
When they arrived back at the safehouse Mia went upstairs and proceeded to change. She wanted to see if the kiss they shared before heading to the party was a fluke she pushed him up against the door and kissed him again.
This time Clint ran his hands up her body and into her hair, he deepened the kiss. In the back of his mind, he knew that he was all wrong for her, but one little kiss wasn't going to hurt was it?
As he deepened the kiss, the reaction she was hoping actually happened. He set her skin on fire, and she wanted more but instead she pulled away "Yep, I thought so. Defiantly need to talk to Ginny about that, she is going to freak." She said she walked into the bathroom to put her street clothes on, then she walked out to grab her cell phone to call Ginny.
By the third ring Harry answered, "Hey Hermione, is everything alright?" he asked.
"Harry I love you like a brother, but I am not about to discuss my sex life or lack thereof with you, so please put your wife on the phone." She said.
"Yeah I really don't need to hear about it, here Gin Hermione wants to have girl talk with you. I think will go check in on Teddy." Harry said as he passed the phone to Ginny.
"Don't go into any details but did Harry's kiss ever set your entire body on fire in a really good way?" Mia asked as she stepped out on to the balcony.
Ginny just started to laugh, "Okay who has figuratively put your body on fire, no don't tell me. Let me guess, I know it's not the super soldier because you consider him family and he's way too old for you. It's not Tasha because you don't for girl's like Padma does, it's not Stark because you just said yesterday you wanted to turn him into a bowtruckle and ship him to Hagrid. It's not Bruce because you don't' like the other guy as anything other than a friend so that leaves the very hot Clint Barton." She said.
"Damn it Ginny, he is the only guy to make me feel like I am on fire in a good way. Your brother was a horrible kisser and to be honest I never slept with him, don't repeat this but I only have ever slept with George. It was the night of Harry's bachelor party, and I had a fight with Ron, so I stayed at the flat above the joke shop. I had been drinking my sorrows away when George came in drunker than a skunk. And everything Angelina had said of but guys who played Quidditch having nice bodies is so true." Mia said.