Running Scared (Avengers Fanfiction)

Chapter 36

Impending doom had a way of blowing through the air. You didn't know it was coming, but you could feel it like how your grandpa's sore knee can predict the rain. Clint stood staring out the window of Jane's apartment looking up to the sky knowing something was about to happen. He hadn't heard from Katie in days and it was getting to the point where he wanted to just scream or punch something until someone or something brought her back to him.

"Can't you call someone?" Darcy asked and Clint looked over to her. "At SHIELD, I mean they have more than enough resources to stop-" she looked over to Erik who still sat in front of his computer. "What did you call it, geographic-"

"Gravimetric anomalies." Erik corrected.

"Yeah that," Darcy said before turning back to Clint. "Can't you just make that call and the cavalry can come on their white horses to save the day so we don't have to."

"That's not going to happen," Clint said and they all looked over to him.

"Wait," Ian said. "What is SHIELD?"

"I told you it's a secret," Darcy replied annoyed with her intern. "Hands over your ears and hum." he looked at her confused. "Now!" the intern quickly placed his hands over his ears and began humming the national anthem. Darcy turned back to Clint. "You mind sharing with the rest of the class why we can't call SHIELD?"

"Because I'm no longer with SHIELD," Clint replied turning to her. "We ran."

"We, as in you and Katie?" Darcy asked and Clint nodded. "Why?" he simply quirked an eyebrow. "You're not going to tell me are you?" he shook his head. "Are you like a dangerous fugitive or something?"

"Dangerous, yes," Clint said turning back to look out the window. "Fugitive, depends on who you ask."

Tony and Bruce sat in a room filled with boxes. They showed up to the Denton Harold and of course the small town people swooned over Tony Stark aka Iron Man. Tony was able to use his celebrity status to get him access to the paper's records room which was nothing but a room filled with boxes that were labeled with dates.

Bruce sat a table going through one box while Tony was on the other side of the room, grabbing another box.

"For a small town they do record everything," Tony said sitting the box down. "This is the last box for 1996." he took a seat across from Bruce before opening the box. "So if it's not in here-"

"You'll give up this obsession?" Bruce asked looking over to him.

"I told you it's not an obsession," Tony replies pulling out a stack of files. "I'm just curious, I mean c'mon SHIELD sealing Katie's father's death records," he looks over to Bruce. "Why would they do that?"

"Maybe they had a good reason," Bruce said tossing down the papers in his hand. He takes off his glasses and rubs his tired eyes. "I mean they went through a lot of trouble to make sure what you're looking for isn't found, maybe there's a good reason."

"Like what?"

"Like maybe there's more to Katie's involvement than we know," Bruce said and Tony looked over to him with a look of disbelief. "It makes sense right, for them to bury this so there's nothing to tie her back to that fire."

"Katie didn't kill her father." Tony said with a shake of his head as he opened the first folder.

"When are you going to admit that you don't know as nearly enough about her as you think?" Bruce asked and Tony glanced over to him. "Don't get me wrong, she is a good person, kind, smart, funny," he shook his head. "And I care about her too, but the truth is she has up a wall that she's not letting anyone through and walls like that are only meant to hide things."