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Handing over a few dollar bills to the driver, Heather gets out of the taxi to head into the familiar apartment complex.
He is still dizzy from the effect of the sedative, but somehow manages to get to the door of Moira Brandon's apartment.
Kate opens the door, answering to the knock as her face fills with relief. "Oh, there you're. You look awful. What happened?"
Heather stumbles into the apartment, closing the door behind him and moves towards the kitchen. He finds a paper bag with two cheese burgers sitting on the counter waiting for him. Wasting no time, he feeds his starving stomach while Kate pours him coffee for a mug. "I went to the club and Yelena was there. We argued a little and somehow went to her place and... you know..."
Kate raises an eyebrow, handing the mug to him. "Don't tell me you two..."
"Don't give me those judgy eyes, okay? I got my needs and she was there. Case closed." Heather says and drinks his coffee. It's not as good enough as his morning black coffee. But it works at the moment.
"Oh god. You can't just go around and sleep with everyone just because they're there!" Kate exclaims with irritation, throwing her hands in the air.
Heather glares at her. Anger is boiling in him and he throws his now empty mug into the floor which shatters into pieces. "You know what I think?! I think you can't go more than 9 hours without some sappy motivational speech!"
"I'm not doing this." Kate pinches the bridge of her nose with annoyance before she sees him grabbing her mug, ready to smash it to pieces. "Hey, absolutely no! That's mine. You don't get to throw somebody else's stuff when you're pissed."
Heather finds this as a challenge and tosses it into the floor with a smirk. He is no longer angry. He is amused.
"I loved that mug!" Kate shrieks. Her eyes are wide and her whole body is shaking with anger this time. Actually, that is how the famous Kate Bishop attempts to be angry at Heather Barton's childish tantrums. She sighs loudly, counting backwards to calm herself down before she looks back at the younger Barton brother. "You know what? I have to find Clint and help him. He's after Maya. I'll see you soon. Stay in the apartment."
Before sending a murderous look at Heather, Kate walks to the living room, grabbing her bow and arrows. But then again, she walks back to the kitchen to find Heather trying to pick the broken ceramic pieces on the floor with his shaking hands.
"Absolutely not!" Kate shouts, pausing the supersoldier in the midair. She helps him up and directs him to the guest bedroom. "Don't try to clean the kitchen. Get a shower and go to sleep. You're not well."
