Running Fearless ( Avengers Fanfiction)

Chapter 32

They were completely out of breath, ignoring the way the gravel of the roof felt against their backs. Clint looked over to Katie and smiled at the wide smile on her face. She turned to him, and smiled even wider. In that moment it seemed everything became clearer. Like a veil that had been hovering over his eyes was suddenly now gone. When he looked at her, he didn't just see this beautiful woman who captured his heart. No, he saw his future...he saw himself standing at the end of an alter waiting for her to change his life forever...when he looked at her he saw a better life, and he couldn't wait anymore.

"Marry me." he said surprising both of them, but he wouldn't take it back. He watched her closely as the smile fell from her lips and her face scrunched into a look of both shock and confusion. For a moment he wondered if he was just being stupid. They'd just gotten back to them, and it had only been a couple of months. Maybe she wasn't ready.

"Are you serious?" she asked sitting up and he did the same. Before he could even answer she shook her head before smiling slightly. "Of course you're not serious, you're drunk. If I knew that woman was a hooker, I would've never left you alone with her." she turned back to him and smiled. "So how wasted are you?"

"I actually haven't had a drink tonight." Clint said and Katie's smile once again fell. "So right now, when I'm asking you to marry me, my mind is completely unclouded." she looked at him for a moment as if waiting for the punch line. He just stared back at her awaiting an answer. "Kat—" before he could say another word, she had stood to her feet and was heading for the stairwell, trying to place as much distance between her and him.

Clint had no idea why the sudden memory chose that moment to assault him, but as he sat not listening to the mild curses and ranting for Natasha, he just couldn't stop. It was the entire situation that him doubting his every decision. He wasn't afraid to admit that he was actually scared of losing her because of this. When they left Natasha took him to one of former SHEILD facilities that hadn't been discovered by the government yet. It was one of Fury's secret facilities and would do well in their search for once thought dead parents of Katie. The facility wasn't anything fancy, but it was fully equipped with any weaponry and tech they needed.

Natasha had just asked a question about any other strange phone calls Katie might've had, but she didn't get a response. She looked over her shoulder to Clint who sat, mindlessly looking out the window clearly not paying attention to anything she was saying.

"I'm sorry, am I boring you?" she asked and Clint turned to her with a shake of his head."You seriously need to get over your shit" she muttered turning back to the monitors in front of her.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Clint asked his temper already in the brink, and his smart mouthed friend wasn't helping. "I need to get over my shit?" He watched as Natasha dropped her head and let out a loud exaggerated sigh before turning to him.

"Look, I get you've been out of commission for a while, so I'll give you this one refresher course on what it means to be people like us." she stalked over to him, making sure to tower over him and staring down into his eyes. "The job is tough,no it's beyond tough, but you do it and don't let—" she waved a hand in front of him. "Emotions cloud your judgment. Right now you're oozing emotions, and you and I both know that there is no room for that shit with this job" she turned and walked away from him, ignoring the slight look of bewilderment on his face. "We're here to do what we were trained to do."

"Except I wasn't trained for this." Clint said standing to his feet. Natasha heard the movement and on instinct turned to face him. "I have a wife and we're going to have a baby. So yes, maybe I am oozing emotions right now, but I have a heart and I fucking love it. And I love her and that baby she's carrying and the last thing I want to do, one of the things I promised her I would not do was hurt and if—"