Purple Hope

Inches Apart

Natasha and Clint returned to the tower Saturday night, and it was just a normal training Sunday. Most of the Avengers trained throughout the rest of the week as well, but group activities were usually on Sunday.

When they did group or pair activities that day, both Clint and Wanda stayed with Nat. They didn't want it to be any harder than it already was for her to be near Bucky.

At one point during their training, Peter (easily) convinced them to play some freeze tag. Powers weren't allowed. Two people were it, and the others, as Clint would put it, used the power of friendship to win. It was a fun day.

All the avengers were piled in the living room, laying across the couch, each other, and the floor, as they watched Disney movies. Steve, being the old man that he is, had fallen asleep and Clint was just about to tickle him with a feather when the elevator dinged.

"Put the feather down, Barton!" Fury yelled, stepping into the room.

Steve jolted awake at the sudden noise, to see Clint looming over him, holding said feather. He snatched it out of Clints hand, glaring at him. Natasha laughed quietly as Clint sat down sulking.

"Hi Mr. Pirate," Peter said, waving enthusiastically from his spot next to Tony.

"Hi Peter," Fury sighed.

"What's with the unexpected visit?" Tony asked.

"Take a guess," he said dryly.

"Oh!" Peter said jumping up, "I finished working on our secret project."

"What secret project?" Tony asked turning to Peter suspiciously. 

"That would ruin the secret part," Fury said, giving Peter a harsh look.

"They don't know what it is," Peter stated defensively.

"I do," Natasha said.

"That doesn't count," Peter quickly added.

"It's her. Of course it doesn't count," Fury told him, "But I'm here because I have a mission for you."

"For me?" Peter asked, excited.

"No."

The movie was turned off by now. Everyone was awake and listening to what Fury had to say.

"There is a small Hydra base that holds information we need. They're relocating within the next 24 hours, so this mission needs to happen now."

"Can I come?" Peter asked.

"No!" everyone shouted at once.

"You have........ homework," Tony said, "And you need to go to bed."

"D- wha- I- ..... Fine," Peter stuttered, "Good night. I love you all. Do not die."

They all responded with forms of 'good night', 'love you', and 'bye'.

"Thor is still off-planet," Steve informed Fury.

"I know," he said, "This is a stealth mission."

"Which is the exact opposite of Thor and his headache-inducing voice," Tony added.

"Who do you need?" Natasha asked.

"You, Barton, Rogers, Wilson and Barnes, if you're up to it," he directed the last part to Bucky who gave a nod. "Good. Rogers, you're in charge." He hands him a USB with the mission information. "Romanoff, make sure he knows how to be quiet," Fury tells her before leaving.

"Bu- I know how to be quiet," Steve said, speaking quietly to prove his point.

"I think he's still mad about the fourth of July," Clint told him.