lost (Hawkeye)

Chapter 42

Percy's view:

Beep...Beep...Beep...A noise jolted me out of sleep. I reached my hand out to the bedside table.Beep...Beep...On my way to the alarm clock, I knocked down just about everything. First one of my horns, I had no idea which one as I still had my eyes closed. There, finally I had found the alarm clock. I looked for the button but couldn't find it.Wumps... I threw the alarm clock against the wall. I never wanted that alarm clock, probably Tony had planted it on me during the night.Seriously, I needed my beauty sleep!I buried my face in the pillow and went back to sleep.

Next time I would be woken up a little more gently. Emphasis on a little. Someone was knocking frantically on my door. I held my pillow over my ears and turned around. Just then the door was pushed open and I looked sleepily at Natasha."Go away." I muttered as she tried to pull the covers off me...which unfortunately she managed to do. Half-heartedly I threw the pillow at her but she just ducked laughing and walked out of the room. Great, now I had no pillow and no blanket, but it took more to get me out of my bed.I fell asleep again.

I didn't hear the two people sneaking into my room. Nor did I notice them coming closer and closer, laughing softly. But I felt them dumping a bucket of water on me.I moved so abruptly that I fell out of my bed. Staring, I held my head and looked at Clint and Tony who were rolling on the floor laughing. Evilly I looked at them. "Can't you sleep in peace here for once?" I wanted to lie back on my bed, but it was now wet."Can't even sleep in peace?! It's 1:30 you've slept long enough." I glared angrily at Tony. "Thanks for the alarm clock Stark." I pointed to the alarm clock on the floor." I think I need a new one."'Well, I don't mind her sleeping in so long, now there's less time we have to walk around with makeup on." Tony's eyes widened at his words and I squinted my eyes mischievously.A moment later Steve, Thor, Tony and Bruce were all beautifully made up. There wasn't that much makeup because Natasha and I hardly ever put makeup on and we didn't want to mess around in Peppers' bathroom when she wasn't there.

I was on my way to practice when I bumped into something. I swayed briefly but was then caught by two muscular arms. I looked up and looked into Clint's beautiful blue eyes.Why did he have to have blue eyes? Blue was my favourite colour. Lost in his eyes, I didn't realise how close we were. I could feel his warm breath on my face. My skin tingled slightly where he touched me"Oh I'm sorry." Bruce's voice snapped me out of my trance. I heard him run quickly somewhere else. But well, the damage was done  and the moment ruined. Immediately I took a step back. "Um, sorry I should have been paying more attention." Clint rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. "Don't be sorry for standing around somewhere. I should have been looking ahead of me."He eyed me up and down. "Where are you off to?" "I was going to go and do a bit of exercise." "If you wait a minute, I'll join you." I nodded and quickly he disappeared to change.A short time later he was standing in front of me in his training clothes. He walked ahead of me to the hall. On the way there I had enough time to look at him. He looked good in those clothes. Very good. His shorts were tight and emphasised his clearly visible muscles. A slight tingling sensation was felt in my stomach. Confused, I shook my head. What had Aphrodite done to me now?When we arrived at the gym, I stood next to Clint. "What do we want to do first?" I asked him. He pointed to the archery arena. "How about I teach you how to shoot properly." I frowned slightly but followed him. He grabbed a bow and rubber-tipped arrows. He also thrust a black bow into my hand. "I don't know if this is the best idea..." I began. "You've seen me shoot before." He smiled slightly at the memory. "Yeah, I've seen you shoot before, but you didn't have any help then." He winked at me. He did the exercise at level 1.... there were 10.He showed me a position and I tried to copy it. It was more or less successful. More less than more. Clint improved my position here and there and then I was allowed to shoot. As expected, I had not hit the target. Clint handed me a new arrow with the words. "New arrow, new luck." So I got back into my starting position. Clint stood behind me and put his hand on my arm. Lightly he lifted it. The other hand he placed on my hip and turned me properly. I could feel the blush coming into my cheeks. Fortunately he couldn't see that. I clearly felt his body behind me, but before I could think about it further, Tony came in. He could see my red face very well. He grinned at me. "Well you two, practicing nicely?" "Yes, do you want to join me?" I asked him, hoping he would keep his mouth shut. "God forbid, me with a bow?! No way. It's very hot here, don't you think Percy?" I glared wickedly at him. He, however, only stuck his tongue out at me slightly and thankfully left. I concentrated on the target again and shot. Thanks to Clint, I actually hit it pretty well. "Did you see that? I hit it, I've never been that good." Thrilled, I turned to him and hugged him. A little caught off guard, he pulled me into his strong arms. Before it got weird I broke away from him again. I thought I saw a small shadow of sadness cross his face, but I was sure it was just my imagination. "Well, you've never had a teacher as good as me either." He smiled at me. It was a smile that made every women melt. Oh gods, what was wrong with me?! I took a few steps back and watched Clint shoot at level 10. The targets were moving at a crazy pace and yet he was hitting every bull's eye."What do you think about a little hhad to hand combat?" I asked him."You really want to do hand-to-hand combat against an agent?" The archer raised an eyebrow. "Remember, I won against Steve, or  are you just scared of a little challenge?" He scoffed. 'I wouldn't be so full of myself.'

A moment later we found ourselves on the mat. We circled each other slowly, each watching the other's step. That's when I saw a small gap in his defence and slammed my hand into his side. However, he caught my hand and twisted it slightly. I pulled my hand back and tried to knock his legs away from the ground. He jumped over it. We continued to exchange blows but couldn't find a way around each other's defence. He was really good. I myself had never been the best. I was more specialised in sword fighting. He kicked at my head, but I ducked and retaliated with a punch to the stomach. He doubled over slightly, but quickly stood up again.And so we fought on. I had to take a lot of blows, but I was also able to hit Clint from time to time. I thought about Clarisse for a moment. If she was angry, there would have been nothing left of me but a puddle of blood. I was distracted for a moment. Immediately it paid off with a violent slap to the face.With an 'oomph' I fell backwards onto the mat. I felt something warm run down my face. I raised my hand to my nose and when I took it away it was bloody. "Oh God Percy, I'm so sorry, I thought you were going to duck." Clint ran to me and looked at me guiltily. "It's no big deal. It wasn't your fault, I was inattentive and I shouldn't have been." I shrugged. As a demigod, I had a pretty high pain tolerance. Gently he took my face in his hands and softly tested my nose. "I think I broke it. I'm incredibly. We should have Bruce look at it, I'm sure he'll know what to do." He pulled me up and together we walked to the lab. He must have apologised a hundred times. Each time I tell him it's no big deal, but I don't think he believes me.

Just before the office, Tony came through the corridor. He was on the phone. When he looked out and saw us, his phone fell out of his hand in shock, breaking into a thousand pieces. "Holy shit, what happened to you Percy?" He asked, his eyes wide. Please, do I really look that bad?!"We were training, I was inattentive for a second and I got something on my nose." Tony was still staring at me as if I were Frankenstein himself. Then he turned his gaze to Clint and scowled at him. "Didn't they tell you not to hit women?" Clint blushed slightly and looked down at the ground. I really felt sorry for him. "Tony, it's not bad. It's what happens when you train properly. I knew that and I went for it." Tony pressed his lips together but said nothing more. So we moved on to Bruce and left him standing in the hallway.

"Bruce, can you fix her nose?" Clint asked the doctor. Bruce looked up from his table and looked at us. When he saw my nose, he raised an eyebrow. "Sure thing." Now Tony came in as well. Apparently he had overheard the last words. "Don't you want me, big Tony Stark to fix your little nose?"I smiled at him. "Sorry, I'm not supposed to let anyone with mental health problems get close to me." He looked at me indignantly. Clint laughed and promptly got elbowed in the side by Tony, but he dodged it with ease.I sat down on the couch and Bruce came over to me.He handed me a cloth and I wiped the blood away from my nose. "I can heal it..." he interrupted himself and looked at me with sorrow. "But it's going to hurt a lot." I think I've been through worse, no I know I've been through worse"Ok" I said then. Clint took my hand in his. "I'm not that young now Clint, I can do this." He just smiled but didn't let go of my hand. "On the count of three I'll put it back in its normal place." Bruce put his hands to my nose. "One" maybe I wasn't ready after all. "Two" I squeezed Clint's hand firmly. "Three" with a loud pop he returned my nose to its normal position."DI IMMORTIALS" I started swearing loudly in Greek. I wish I had never fought Clint." Okay, all good, didn't hurt at all." Bruce looked at me sadly. "Maybe I should have given you something for the pain..." I let go of Clint's hand as Tony laughed. Evilly, I stared at him."What happened, anyway? Did you get into a fight?" Bruce asked. "Nah, Clint and her got into a fight. The young man hit the lovely lady." Interjected Tony before I could answer.I rolled my eyes.After reassuring everyone again that I was fine, I went to bed. It was still relatively early, but after such a day I was tired.