"Love is for children...I owe him a debt...Agent Barton was sent to kill me....he made a different call."
When Agent Barton, one of SHIELD's best is sent to kill the infamous Black Widow, no one knew that both their lives would take an unpredicted t...
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"CLINT!" I yelled, seeing my partner being shot. I run over to him, trying to tend to his wound. "Can someone please take care of that bunker?" I say through my ear piece. Suddenly the Hulk runs through the bunker, destroying it. "Thank you."
We were trying to take down a HYDRA base, but it didn't exactly go to plan. We were found out before we even got the front door of the base.
"I think we've lost the element of surprise." I remember Clint saying.
"How is he?" I hear Thor and Steve walking over to where Clint was laying in the snow and me, trying my best to tend to him.
"We need to get him to the jet." I say, looking worried. "Why are always the one getting hurt?" He laughs then groans.
"Tasha, don't make me laugh." he says, a small smile growing on his face.
"I'll take him back to the jet. You take care of Banner." Thor says, as he picks up Clint and flies him back to the jet.
I turn Banner back to the Banner with a Russian Lullaby I was sung when I was little. It would calm him down, causing him to go back to normal. We all head back to the jet, where Clint was laying on a make shift bed, groaning in pain.
We headed back to the tower, where Clint was rushed to the lab. Dr Chow was there and managed to tend to his wound.
"You sure he is going to be ok?" I ask her. "Pretending to need this guy really brings the team together."
As Chow explains science stuff to me, Clint look up at me with the 'yeah ok' look he occasionally gives me which causes me to give a small smile.
"If you brought him to my lab, the regeneration cradle could to this in like 20 minutes." she says.
Suddenly, Stark walks in with drinks in his hand. "Oh, he is flat lining. Call it. Time?" Stark says, setting the refreshments down.
"No, no, no. I'm gonna live forever. I'm gonna me made of plastic." Clint says with a laugh, taking a drink Tony was giving him.
"You'll be made of you Mr Barton. Your own girlfriend won't be able to tell the difference." she says.
"Well I don't have a girlfriend." Clint says, back looking at me with a smile. All I can do is smile back.
"That I can't fix." Chow says walking over to do something.
"I thought you and Natasha were an item?" Tiny says, sounding confused.
"Oh no. I'm not Clint's girlfriend Stark." I say, enjoying him looking confused and shocked the confused.
"Hey so, is dinner at your place still happening?" Tony asked me, as Clint was now sitting up.
"Since when was I having dinner at my apartment?" I asked, my tone going slightly cold.
"Great. So, we will see you at 7 tonight. And make sure you don't poison anything." he says, walking out.
"Look like your making dinner honey." Clint says, setting off the bed in the lab.
"We are making dinner." I said, pointing to him than me.
"I thought you didn't have a girlfriend?" Chow then pipes in.
"I don't." Clint says, smiling.
"Then. I am confused." she says, shaking he head.
"You said girlfriend. I don't have a girlfriend." he says, still with that stupid grin.
"I am his wife." I say plainly. "Are you sure I won't be able to tell the difference?" I ask her plainly.
"Positive." she says with a reassuring smile.
We thank Chow and head out to our apartment to figure out what we are making for dinner.
"What about a roast? Or beef stew?" I say, sitting at the kitchen island.
"Or roast beef and roast veggies?" he then says.
"Deal. And dessert?"
"Your famous Russian honey cake." Clint says.
"I had a feeling you would day that." I say with a laugh. "Now come on and help me with these photos for the walls."
We finally bought some frames and printed some photos of us to put in them. In the living room on the cabinet that had the TV. We had the photo that was taken last Christmas on one side and our wedding photo on the other. We the dotted a few photos of me and Clint from missions, tiny vacations and our honeymoon as well as the one we took when I finished my training and finally became a SHIELF agent.
We were putting the finished cake in the fridge and the veggies in the oven, there was a knock at the door.
"Clint can you get that I am busy." I yell from the kitchen to the living room. I hear a grunt and then see him walk to the front door.
Seems like everyone came at once. Thor, Steve, Tony, Pepper, Maria and Bruce. They all came in and said hi.
"So, this is Romanoff's apartment." Tony says looking around.
All I could see Clint do is smile. He walked past me as I was wiping my hands in a dish towel.
"If only they knew." he whispered.
"You know what. This is our roof. We do what we like. let them be shocked. It will amuse me." I whisper back.
After about half an hour the roast was finished, and Steve helped me take them to the table.
"You know, a certain someone could have helped me you know." I said, sitting next to Clint.
"Yeah Yeah whatever." he says, putting food on his plate and diving in.
"You trust her that she didn't poison it." Tony says, seeing Clint shovel food in his mouth.
"Do I look like I am dyeing. Of course, I trust Nat." he says, rolling his eyes. Eventually everyone started plating up and enjoying themselves.
Pepper and Maria knew what we were doing because we were more relaxed that we normally were.
The whole night, Clint and I acted like we would any normal day. His arm around me. Me telling him not to eat like it was his last meal. But it was like everyone was blind. Clint and I agreed that we would just let them figure it out. I mean, they didn't even notice the photo's around the apartment.
"Can you believe no one said anything." I say, slipping into bed.
Clint smiles and slips in next to me. "And Tony says, he is smart and never misses anything."
I laugh and pull the covers close to my face. "Night."
