Clintasha One Shots

•Just An Old Vintage Dress• Part Two

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~Sam

My eyes open slowly and the light burns into them. I don't know where I am, or should I say 'we'. Jane's eyes are still shut tight. "Jane." I hiss, my hands can't move neither can my legs. "Jane!" I whisper more urgently this time. Jane panics when she wakes up. It seems to me that we have been tied to poles. The sinister part is, we're over water. "If you struggle you risk falling." I say, the things strapping us to the poles don't seem very supportive, they could rip any second. Jane breathes slowly. I feel the nausea coming on, and shut my eyes to calm myself down. Fabric is tying us to the poles, not secure at all! An eerily spooky voice makes me shudder. "Miss Romanoff. I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me." It's him. He's meant to be in prison. Jane looks at me, tears in her eyes. He laughs. "I know what you're thinking. Isn't he meant to be in prison? Let me tell you this Natasha, great minds find a way out of any situation. And I mean any." Jane mouths 'Who is he?' At me, but I can't answer I'm too busy looking at the deep water below us. There must be land behind us, else how could he be behind us? Floating in the air?

"We're not going to kill you, or your pathetic friend. We are going to make you watch us kill your friends back home." Justin sniggers evilly. I'm wearing a bracelet, if I rub it hard enough against the fabric it could loosen and I can tear it off. I need to be ready to throw it to Jane, she needs to catch it. I also need to then hold onto the pole so I don't go headfirst into the water. "Jane." I whisper. Jane nods. "I'm going to cut the fabric with this bracelet. I'm going to throw it to you. We can kick ourselves out of the foot ties. We then need to jump into the water." I half speak half mouth. I don't want to risk Hammer hearing me. Jane looks scared. "You know I'm surprised. Very surprised that you haven't found a way out yet." Justin teases. I look up at see a ceiling. We're in a room with water? A swimming pool. That's not scary, then I remember how high up we are and how we could be at the shallow end of the pool. If we jump we risk killing ourselves by injuring our heads.

I start to cut the fabric with my bracelet and grip onto the pole and toss it to Jane. It's a small bracelet, hard to see from a distance. Jane catches it and begins working on hers. We really are high up. "You knew I'd be back though." Hammer laughs. "I did warn you." I can't believe this douchebag. I cling onto the pole if I let go I'll fall forward. "So these friends of yours." Justin starts, I urge Jane to hurry up. "Anyone you want to live?" I hate him. Jane finishes, she tosses me the bracelet, I miss. It plunges into the pool, but doesn't make a loud noise which means it has to be at the deep end of the pool. I start wriggling my feet out of the foot ties. My feet are free so are Jane's. We tumble into the water at rapid pace. Splash.

We climb out fast and Jane catches her breath. No weapons. It's just a huge room, no visible exits. Justin moves toward us, he doesn't seem to have any bodyguards, but he does have a very big gun. Jane and I step back. "Bad move." He says before cocking the gun. Before he can do anything Clint bursts through the ceiling. "Clint!" I shout breathless. He acknowledges me before kicking Hammer in the back. Hammer stumbles forward hitting the floor hard. Clint puts his foot on Hammer's back. "I didn't even have to use my bow." Clint comments half laughing.

Coulson appears on site and a team arrests Hammer. "Anything we should know?" He asks Jane and I. Jane shakes her head. "Keep him in maximum security." I state before Clint takes my hand. We get in the car slowly. "How'd you know where I was?" I ask. "The arrow necklace round your neck is tracked." I don't know wether to be grateful or disgusted, but right now I'm relieved.

*Later that evening*

Clint whispers into my hair softly: "I love you Tasha." I smile, I feel so much safer when I'm with him. "I love you more."