Wrong number honey!

Dad Nick Fury

Nat's POV:

The phone rang and I groaned. I really couldn't be bothered in getting it. James reached for it and answered it for me.

"Hey Maria, what's up?"

"Yeah, she's here she's just being lazy." I stick my tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes.

"Woah Maria you sound really upset what happened? Is everything okay?" I then get worried.

"Oh crap? Is Fury okay." Dad's hurt? 

"Maria, sweetie, I promise, Fury's strong, he'll pull through. Do you know who shot him?" I was trying to not cry, and James was rubbing my back.

"No? Okay, we'll meet you at the tower. That's where he is right? Okay. Talia and I will be there soon. Okay, can you last on your own for that long, we'll be like 10-20 minutes depending on traffic." I run up to get dressed, and I'm already in the car. I'm ready to drive and I speed through traffic, getting there in 5 minutes. I run upstairs and see Maria there, Dad on the table. I couldn't deal with the sight of him in the hospital bed, so I tried to walk out, but James pushed me in so Maria and I could talk. 

"Oh my god Dad." That was all I managed to say before crying. I placed my hand on the top of his head and blinked back tears. Maria put her head on my shoulder, and I leaned into her, crying.

"Hey hey hey, you two, aww don't cry. Hey, Maria, Talia, look at me. Fury's a strong guy, he'll pull through. I promise." 

"What if he doesn't?" Maria said in a small voice. I shook my head and we stayed curled up in the chair, waiting for him to wake up, while Bucky and the rest of the team look for the shooter. Clint  came into the room with food and more blankets. He sat down next to Maria and I and we waited for dad to wake up. 

"Clint?"

"Yeah Maria?" She looked over at Fury.

"I'm scared." 

"I am too Mar, but all we can do it, he'll be okay. I promise." Maria and I were both sitting on the floor and Clint put blankets all around it, putting a bunch of pillows around us.

"Really? You're making a nest?" He nodded and made it so that he had a spot in it as well. Maria moved and I then realised she was asleep. It was late, so I was tired as well, and he smiled.

"Hey Clint, wake me up when Dad wakes up. Is that okay?" 

"Of course Tasha." Clint shook me and Maria awake a couple hours later.

"Natty, Maria, Dads awake." We both shot up.

"Dad! Dad what the hell is wrong with you? How the hell did you just get freaking shot?"

"I'm fine thanks." I hug him and he was grinning.

"Woah, Natty, I'm okay. It was just a little bullet. I'm fine Natasha. Trust me." Maria comes and lays next to him, and we stay with Dad.

Nicks POV:

I'm so happy that my kids are all here, it makes me feel so much better. Eventually, both of the girls fell asleep, and Clint was in his nest. He started tossing and turning, and I sighed. I lightly shook him awake and he shot up. My eyes widened.

"Woah, Clint. Clint, honey, Clint, your safe. You're safe here. I promise." He stood up, and he curled up at the end of the bed. I put a blanket over him, and he gave me a smile. Once he fell asleep, I felt like I could fall asleep now that they were all asleep.

—Time Skip—

Once I got out of the med ward, Nat and Clint were being very over protective of me. God it was annoying. Clint always had a gun on him when he was around me, and once I was at home he was so annoyed. 

"What's up Clint?"

"Why the hell can't we find the guy! I want to kill him!"

"Clint, it's fine. You can't kill someone just because they hurt me."

"Dad, he hurt you, he deserves to die." I make him go sit down.

"Clint, honey, look at me. There was nothing you could've done. I know that you may not believe this, but it's true. You've done everything you could. Are you staying the night tonight?"

"If that's not a problem! Laura, and the kids are with the kiddies at her parents, and I don't wanna bother Nat and Buck agai-" 

"You're staying here Clint." I get out a pot to make dinner, and he tries to take it off of me, and I swat his hand away. He looks worried, and I force him to sit down.

"Look, hon, I'll be fine. You and Nat are worrying too much."

"I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to you again." Once I finish dinner we both sit there eating, and Nat ran in, looking freaked. Once she saw Clint she curled up next to him.

"Hey hey hey, Natty, what's wrong love?" She shook her head repeatedly, so Clint pulled her up. 

"You want some? It's really good!" She looked at it wearily.

"Don't worry, I didn't make it, Dad did." She then proceeded to take some out of Clint's bowl when he wasn't watching, and she calmed down after a while, but didn't leave.

"Can I please stay with you tonight?" It was barely above a whisper but Clint still heard.

"Nightmare Tasha?" She nodded and I opened the bedroom door, fixing the sheets for them. Nat already fell asleep, so I carried her into the room, Clint following, looking like a lost puppy. Once they were both asleep I sat up, but heard Clint mumble in his sleep.

"Stay." So I stayed with them until the next day, and we were sure to not speak about the part when Nat had another nightmare and ended up trying to stab us with her ring.