Little widow

Chapter 12

RIIIIINNNG! I first thought it was in my head but the second RIIIIING took me out of this fantasy. I found my phone under a Himalaya of covers and answered it. I heard Peter's voice way too energetic for my just woken up mind. 

"Peter it's 4 am here somebody better be broken, bleeding or on fire" 
"Oh yeah shit sorry I- I- I'm gonna call you back" he goofingly answered 
"No go ahead I'm awake now and I'll panic all night if you don't tell me what's going on" 
"Alright so you see I do night watch all night to see what's up in the neighbourhood" 
"Peter I love you but it's 4 am please go to the point" 
"Yeah sorry so I saw Clint on a roof with someone who looked like Yelena" 
"You found Yelena?" 
"I think so but I wasn't calling for that. Actually, she was trying to kill Clint" 
I didn't answer 
"Ostara? Are you here? Argh, why can't my phone call Hungary? Ostara? Can you hear me? Are you asleep?" 
"No no sorry, I was processing the idea. So you're telling me my aunt is trying to kill my godfather? Are you sure it was them? I'm sure there are a lot of archery lovers on New York's roofs late at night" 
"Ostara I can feel things miles away, I can hear things miles away, I heard them, it is them." 
"Right your Peter's tingles"
"Please you and May have to stop calling that my Peter's thingles"
"Peter we will call it your Peter's thingles, I would make shirts with Peter's thingles if I could but you know it's maybe not the best thing to do when you're a superhero" 
"Can we stop talking about this please and come back to our topic where your aunt is trying to kill an avenger !"
"Yeah sure that's at least as important" 
"Ostara!"
"Sorry humour is my coping mechanism"
"What are you gonna do?"
"Me ?"
"Yes you, Ostara you and Clint might not be best friends but he is still your godfather. I don't stand a chance between a widow I tried fighting your mom once, just know that I will not be doing it again. Clint doesn't stand a chance either, we both know that." 
"Fine, I'll talk with Melina in the morning to see what we can do to stop her. Can I please finish my night now ?"
"Yeah sure sorry again for the early call. See you." He hung out. 

As expected I didn't finish my night, I thought about ways to help Clint but the main question was, do I really want to help him? He might be my godfather, yes but he clearly doesn't want my help. He isn't a bad person, he can be quite nice actually he just needed time to mourn his best friend. When the sun came up I came to the conclusion that I might not be doing it for him but I'll do it anyway. The next step would be convincing Melina and that was probably the hardest part of the plan. She still firmly believes that Clint is somehow responsible for my mom's death. I heard her steps on the stairs so I decided to put my hoodie on and go talk to her. 

Once in the kitchen, I took a deep breath and started my way toward the kitchen table. I was cut by Melina worrying about my sleeping condition. She nicely cupped my face and asked me if I had a nightmare. I guessed she heard me talking at 4 am this morning and my face isn't helping to hide my very few hours of sleep. 

"Peter called me this morning" 
"Is everything alright? Why was he calling so early?"
"He didn't know it was so early here, he saw something in New York and he needs our help to handle this situation"
"In New York? Why does Spideyboy need our help? Can he ask the Avengers?" 
"The Avengers aren't really a thing right now half of them are dead and the other half wasn't the one keeping the spirit up" 
"Okay so the Avengers aren't in the plan anymore, what did Spideyboy see ?"
"He saw Yelena trying to kill Clint" 
"That's good for her" 
"Wait what? Your daughter is trying to kill my godfather and all you say is good for her?"
"Last time we talked about him you didn't seem to be such found of this guy either"
"I don't particularly love him but he was mom's best friend and she had good tastes. There's probably something I can't see in him."
"Why would we help him anyway it's not like his death would affect anyone" 
"Melina, he has a wife, he has kids! I know what it is to lose a parent and you know how devastated I was. I would never wish that on anyone. So if you're not doing it for him at least do it for his kids. They're younger than me, they deserve to have their father. Mom gave her life to be sure his family would be complete again so please help me make her sacrifice worth it." 
"Alright we will do it but it's not for him" 
"Thank you! Now we should go to the airport" 
"No, we won't ?" 
"I'm confused, you know they're in New York City right ?"
"I know that silly, follow me"

At this point, I was too confused to even argue. She dragged me into a garage I had never seen before. 
"After you darling," she said while guiding me near the door.
I went in and discovered a tarpaulin on what seemed to be a very old thing. I removed it and discovered an old plane which probably was from the cold war. I turned to Melina with a wow on my face "You had a plane this whole time and never thought to tell me about it !" 
"There are a lot of things you still don't know about your grandma,kid! Now shall we go, we have a widow to stop and a Legolas to save"