The Archer-Kate Bishop

Part 7

We dropped the kids off at the taxi, saying goodbye to my siblings having to promise them that Clint and I may not make it. But we had to lie we couldn't break their hearts.

Clint had come up with some plan doing what I call a classic Natasha, getting ourselves kidnapped on purpose.

"This better not take long dad I actually have plans tomorrow" I scoffed waiting outside in the cold.

"You have plans" Clint scoffed.

I rolled my eyes at him, my dad letting out a chuckle.

"Yes" I said.

"I didn't know you had friends" Clint teased.

"Haha very funny" I said sarcastically.

I leant back leaning against the cold brick wall. Clint looked down at his watch impatiently.

"They should be here by now" Clint completely.

"They're just taking their time" I replied stuffing my hands in my pockets.

Clint shook his head and began to fidget, picking at the skin on his nails. I could tell he was anxious, he wouldn't say it but I knew he was. He was scared that this could go wrong.

"Shouldn't we tell Kate what's going on?" I asked.

Clint shook his head.

"She'll try to stop it and anyways we'll be quick by the time we're done she won't even know we were gone" Clint said.

I sighed and nodded agreeing with my dad.

"You'll be back in time to have lunch with her" Clint said, a teasing smirk on his face.

"How did you know?" I asked.

"You make it pretty obvious Y/n, also how else would you be meeting up eith for lunch?" Clint laughed.

"You never know I could be hanging out with Wanda" I retorted.

"What even is up with Wanda anyways?" Clint questioned.

"She wanted time to grieve vision alone apparently" I said.

Wanda had told us she wanted alone time, to not be disturbed and heck we don't even know where she is.

Finally the tracksuit magia arrived, about three vans screeching to a hailt infront of us. Clint and I standing awkwardly as the vans headlights shone at us.

"Hey fellas" Clint said giving the mafia a little wave.

The men all looked at eachother in confusion at the two of us basically surrendering ourselves. Nevertheless they quickly shrugged it off covering our faces with bags.

"Guys we can literally see out of these" I said as I was shoved into the van.

The mafia kept quiet and threw me onto the cold floor of the van.

They drove fast the can swirving in and  out of traffic causing my body to bump into the walls..

"They have no regard for the speed limit" I heard Clint sigh.

"Both of you shut up" One of the men shouted his Russian accent thick.

Clint cleared his throat and stayed silent. The silence was broken when my phone began ringing in my pocket. Shit.

One of the men reached over snatching my phone out of my pocket.

"Who is this Kate huh?" He said.

"I bet it is the Bishop girl" The driver scoffed.

The guy holding my phone ignored the call, my phone just continued to buzz until finally the man picked it up putting it on speaker.

"Oh Y/n thank god" Kate's voice shouted.

Someone from behind me reached forward covering my mouth, so my voice came out muffled.

"Y/n?" Kate asked again her vouce laced with worry.

"This is not Y/n, hello Kate" he said a sinister tone laced through his voice

Kate stuttered before abruptly hanging up the man laughed and tossed my phone onto the floor of the van.

"I told you we should've told her" I whispered to Clint.

"Maybe you were right" Clint sighed.

"I'm always right" I scoffed.

"Hey hey father, daughter stop arguing"  he shouted interrupting us.

I opened my mouth to talk back but I quickly shut it not wanting to know the consequences. I mean this was the mafia we were dealing with.

After about another half hour of driving the vans pulled up to the side of the road.

"Come on" one of the man spat.

The roughly grabbed me and lead me out the van, I nearly tripped over due to my lack of sight. They were probably leading us into an abandoned warehouse so cliche. Like seriously villains find somewhere original for once.

I heard the rip of duct tape before they wrapped it around my hands tightly the tape acting like make shift handcuffs.

They shoved me down onto a wooden chair and taped my ankles and arms to the seat before removing the bag off my head.

Welp I was correct another abandoned warehouse. Well sort of.

"Kate bishop is guy" One of the men said.

I looked over to my dad in confusion, he furrowed his brows too also confused.

"A no Kate bishop is not guy" He replied.

"I think you have the wrong people" I said.

"No no, your Clint and Y/n Barton we have the right people" he interrupted.

Oh ok so he was after us.

"Kate Bishop is guy with mask" He said.

"You think she's Ronin?" I asked.

"Yes she is guy in mask" He repeated.

"Look I don't know where Kate Bishop is but I can explain the story to you because she is not Ronin" Clint said.

The man opened his mouth to talk but was cut off by footsteps on the roof. His head turned up to the ceiling. CRASH. Someone came flying down from the roof and landed on the floor.

It was Kate.

She let out a groan and grabbed her back.

Clint sighed and lowered his head to the ground. This just got worse.

A/n:
In hospital right now but that won't stop me from feeding wall some Kate content<3