Running Fearless ( Avengers Fanfiction)

Chapter 29

It was a dead end. It was the mental note everyone thought, but didn't say out loud. Tony, Bruce and Matthew had searched the house over and over again. Tony even had JARVIS pull up the schematics for the property for any secret passages, or hiding spots, but there was nothing.

"Ok, not to be the broken record or anything, but are you sure this is where we're supposed to be?" Matthew asked walking into the living room where Tony and Bruce stood. "There's no one here, no sign of life anywhere."

"There's food in the fridge, clothes in the closet, someone was here." Tony replied.

"Are you sure it's Katie's mother?" Bruce asked uncertain as well. "Someone may have bounced the signal to make it look like it came from here."

"That's possible," Tony muttered letting his eyes wander around a little more. For some reason he wasn't ready to just give up on this place just yet. "I think I'm just going to look around one more time." Matthew and Bruce watched him leave.

"Why do I get the feeling that he wants something to be here, versus believing something really is here." Matthew said glancing over to Bruce. "There's nothing here that even hints to Katie's mother is here. All we have are closets with a few clothes, a fridge with food." he let his eyes scan over the place. "That's it?" Bruce turned to him hearing the tone in the man's voice.

"What are you thinking?" asked Bruce.

"There's no pictures." Matthew said turning back to Bruce. "No pictures, no home videos, really no personal touches." Bruce let his eyes scan the room, finding that Matthew was right. "I think this is a safe house or at least that's what it looks like." Matthew looked around even more before turning to Bruce who looked at him with a quizzical look. "What?"

"How do you know what a safe house looks like?" Bruce asked and Matthew just shrugged.

"Lots of television and video games my friend." he cleared his throat before turning away from the doctor. "I know more about our justice system from Grand Theft Auto and CSI than any degree could've ever taught me. I think I'm going to do another sweep—I mean look around." he shook his head before rushing off as well.

"That wasn't weird at all." Bruce muttered with a shake of his head before too searching again.

It was the pain in his neck that woke Clint up. He was sitting in the chair beside Katie's be very uncomfortably. It was his own fault though. She told him to just go back to their apartment and return in the morning but the mere idea of leaving her seemed preposterous. So he spent the night in the chair beside her bed, waking up ever so often throughout the night to check on her. This time when he opened his eyes and lifted his head from it's awkward position, stretching it to the left and right to alleviate some of the soreness. He suddenly stopped when he realized that he and his wife weren't the only ones in the room. Dr. Allen was there, his hand pressed along the side of Katie's face in a very not so patient, doctor fashion. As if feeling the eyes on him, Franklin lifted his head to see Clint's angry eyes on him and he quickly drew back his hand. Clint simply nudged his head to the door before standing to his feet. Franklin left first, and Clint was right behind him after checking to make sure Katie was still sleep.

"I can explain—" The doctor's excuse was stopped before it could even come out of his mouth. Clint had grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him into the wall. There were only two nurses around at the moment, but they both stopped and stared in both shock and fear. Franklin looked over to the nurses and held up a hand. "Everything is alright." they simply nodded before turning and making themselves scarce. "What is it about you SHIELD agents always wanting to resort to violence?" the doctor tried pushing Clint back, but the archer's grip wasn't slipping. "You want answers and I—"