Running Scared (Avengers Fanfiction)

Chapter 37

Every small town has a diner that sits right in the center of town, where everyone stops by at least one time a day. Tony, and Bruce sat across from Natasha in that diner in the small town of Denton.

"Here you are sugar," The waitress said sitting down a stack of pancakes in front of Tony. "Now can I get y'all anything else?"

"No thanks." Tony said giving the woman a smile. "Are these as good as the window says, because if they aren't I won't leave silently." the waitress chuckled with a slight shake of her head before turning and walking off. "I'm serious Irma!"

"Tony," Bruce said his voice edging on annoyance. "How about we focus on the matter at hand." He turned to Natasha. "You want to tell us what you're doing here?"

"I already know what she's doing here." Tony said pouring way too much syrup on his pancakes. "The big bad Nicky sent you, didn't he?" he shook his head. "That was fast, we got here hours ago." he lifted his eyes to Natasha. "So what's SHIELD hiding here?"

"Let it go Tony," Natasha said. "You're not going to find anything and you digging into this is only going to upset a lot of people."

"Does it look like I care if I upset a lot of people?" Tony asked dropping his fork. "C'mon spider ninja you have to admit how weird everything played out with Katie."

"It was bad luck," Natasha replied. "One that was cleared up, there was nothing left to do but move on."

"I guess it's hard to jump back on the SHIELD wagon after they send their Kevorkian to torture you." Tony said before picking up his fork and cutting his pancakes before stuffing a piece in his mouth. "Tell SHIELD thanks for the warning, but I'm not going anywhere until I get answers."

"I was afraid you were going to say that." Natasha said before reaching into her pocket and pulling out what looked like a pen.

"What are you going to do, write us a note?" Tony asked and Natasha simply smirked before pushing the pen's button releasing a white mist that caused both men to drop their heads on the table. Natasha leans forward lifting their eye lids making sure they were unconscious, before reaching over and lifting Bruce's wrist to make sure his heart rate was under control. She placed a hand on her com-link.

"They're out, let's move." Natasha spoke to the agents who were awaiting her call from outside. She looked around the diner noticing the eyes on her. "Everything's fine." she said with a smile.

Days after the craziness in London, Clint and Katie found themselves confined to their room. Clint wanted to leave as soon as possible, but with the majority of London destroyed by Malekith and his men, SHIELD was there hard and heavy for clean up.

"When do you think we could leave?" Katie asked snapping Clint from his thoughts. He turned to see her walking from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her.

"I'm still waiting on Hank's call." Clint replied walking over to her. "As soon as I get it, we can finally get the hell out of here." he brought his hands to rest on hips.

"It hasn't been all bad," Katie said with a smile. "I mean after the whole alien battle, we've been really using our time...wisely." Clint let out a snort. For the past couple of days of being locked in this room Clint and Katie had been showing each other just how much they missed each other. And that meant skipping the normal levels of the relationship process. She looked into his green eyes as his hands gave her waist a gentle squeeze. "I'm starting to know what that look in your eyes means."

"Oh yeah?" Clint asked already leaning in for a kiss. Before their lips could meet, Clint's phone rang. He let out annoyed groan before pulling out his phone. "It's Hank." he looked back up to Katie.