Little Bird (ClintXReader)

Chapter 10

Our phone goes off and Clint goes to answer it.

Clint: Hello, Sir. Yes, Sir. We will be there.

With that I knew we had a mission. I went upstairs and grabbed both of our duffle bags before meeting Clint by the door.

Clint: Avengers have a threat. Apparently, Tony made murder bot.

YN: Awe, so just another Wednesday?

I smiled just hearing the sarcasm. Clint laughed before kissing my cheek as we walked out to his jeep.

We drove to the compound and got out getting suited up with the other Avengers before getting on the Quinjet and heading to Sokovia to fight Ultron; Tony's murder robot... Great...

We land with comms in and immediately split off in teams. Some were in charge of saving civilians, others were in charge of handling the robots. I was in charge of the Robots while the Twins, Clint and Nat worked on getting Civilians to safety.

Overall I was exhausted 30 minutes in, that was until Sokovia decided to become air born.

We quickly made our way to the church and we fought to protect it.

A lot of us had taken some intense hits but we kept going. I saw Tony, Thor, and Vision follow Ultron out and work on melting the vibranium off of him.

Steve: We gotta move out. Even I can tell the air is getting thin. You guys get to the boats. I'll sweep for stragglers. Be right behind you.

YN: What about this core thing?

Wanda: I'll protect it. It's my job.

Clint and I gave her a nod and I gave her hand a quick squeeze in reassurance.

Clint: Nat, YN this way.

We made our way stealing a vehicle to get to the boats. I was shaking a bit from exhaustion but I knew we weren't done, not yet at least.

Clint: I know what we need to do.

Nat and I look at him confused.

Clint: The dining room. If I knock out that east wall it'd make a nice workspace for you, huh?

Nat: You guys always eat in the kitchen anyway.

YN: Not the time...

Clint: Yeah, no one eats in a dining room.

I shake my head at this conversation. Is this really what we are talking about during battle? God, maybe I need to rethink some life choices. We get to the boat, and we hear the Hulk. I tell Nat to go as Clint and I get on the boat. 

Clint: What do you say about us getting married?

YN: How about you ask me properly when this is all over and done? Maybe then you'll get your answer, Arrow boy.

Clint: Whatever youwant Little Bird. Whatever you want.

A woman starts screaming about her child and Clint and I look around. He spots him and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek before running out.

I watch, nerves hitting me. Something isn't right. Nat and Bruce walk onto the boat and Bruce was obviously pissed but still shaken up. I hear bullets before I see them. Then I notice they are aimed straight for Clint. I run off the boat and scream.

I feel an energy take over me and next thing I know an explosion like thing occurs. Clint, the kid and myself go flying backwards.

When I come to with a ringing in my ear I see Pietro standing over top of me concerned. My eyes widen. Clint? I mouth afraid that if I speak I'll scream again. He pointed next to me I see we were know on the boat. Clint was unconscious with a small wound to the head but no bullet wounds seen.

I sit up and see the kid reunited with the mom.

Pietro: Lay back down and rest, you need it.

I nodded my head doing so without any argument I was tired and my body was screaming for rest as I feel the burning of my muscles.

Sleep came to me quickly.

~*~

I wake in a hospital room. I was in a bed and Clint was in the one next to me. It brought a smile to my face. He was okay, we were okay.

Nat: Hey, you're up.

She says with a small smile. I nodded my head. Her smile quickly fades.

YN: What's wrong?

Immediate fear takes over me. I watch her eyes flick from me to Clint. Clint.

YN: What's wrong with him?

I had a pain in my voice, it wavered a bit and Nat noticed. She gave me another saddened look.

Nat: He woke up, yesterday. There was some swelling of the brain. He has Amnesia. He doesn't remember us.

I nodded my head slowly letting the tears well in my eyes. My love doesn't remember me... He doesn't remember us...