lost (Hawkeye)

Chapter 43

Percy:

I was in a dark room, no windows anywhere, but there were smal lights hanging from the wall here and there. I looked around and my gaze fell on three people. Where was I? I crept up to them. They didn't seem to notice me, although one of them was looking right at me. I was startled when I recognised him. It was Agent Colman, my overseer at S.H.I.E.L.D. prison. But what was he doing here? I looked at the other man. He had blond medium-length hair and was sitting with his back to me. He seemed to be quite young. The third had black hair and brown eyes. Together they sat bent over an object. Curious, I went closer. Stop, it was not an object. I took a closer look at the person. A scream escaped me when I recognised her. It was my mother. Her hands were tied together and her chest was rising slowly. But at least she was alive. I rushed to her to get her out of here. When I tried to reach for her shoulder with my hand, it only went through her. Desperately I tried again. Again without success. Suddenly the blond started talking. I couldn't understand him because he was speaking some strange language. I went behind Agent Colman to look him in the face. It looked strangely familiar, but where did I know it from?I noticed myself slowly waking up, the last thing I heard was "Hail Hydra."

I woke up crying.It's all right Percy, it was just a nightmare, nothing more.I reached for my hand and dialled my mother's number. All I heard was beeping. But who answers their mobile at two o'clock? I tried to calm myself down. It worked mediocrely. I thought about my dream again, if this was really Hydra then I would have to tell someone. I got up and walked out of my room. I thought about who I should go to. In the end I decided on Clint, he said if I ever had a bad night's sleep I could always come to him. I knocked lightly on his door, no answer. I knocked again, when he still didn't answer I quietly pushed the door open. Clint's room was quite neat, it was rarely  furnished but comfortable. The only noticeable thing were the three bows hanging above his bed. I walked over to the archer lying in the bed. I couldn't help but look at his well-built torso. I must have stood there for a minute before I remembered why I was there. "Clint." I called out to him softly. "Clint." I called out a little louder now and shook him lightly. I shouldn't have done that. Immediately Clint jumped up and before I knew it I was on his bed. Clint was sitting on top of me, pushing me down by the shoulder.I tried desperately to push him off me, always accidentally touching his abs."Clint, it's me get off you lump." Clint blinked once and recognised me, immediately he stood up and held out his hand to me, which I gladly accepted. "What are you doing here Percy? Why are you waking me up like this? I can be spoken to normally." He ran his hand through his hair. He went to the light switch and turned on the light." Have you been crying?" He asked when he saw my teary eyes." Yeah, but anyway, I have something to tell you." Clint ran his hand over his eyes and stretched. Honestly, why didn't he work for a modeling agency! I must have stared at his six-pack for a little too long, because Clint cleared his throat loudly. I immediately blushed and looked away, which made him laugh."And this can't wait until tomorrow?" Clint asked as he turned to the clock on the bedside table. "It's two in the morning." His back muscles  were slightly flexing and I could feel myself wanting to touch them. I bit my lower lip as I thought that. That was enough though! Hell, what was wrong with me? My mother could be in serious danger and here I was googling over an attractive man. Very attractive men.

Leave it Aphrodite. I thought, surprised to get an answer. But sweetie, I'm hardly doing anything, I'm just opening your eyes. I rolled my eyes and looked back at Clint, who had turned back to me. I lifted a t-shirt and handed it to him." What am I supposed to do with this?" Clint asked, confused." What do you think you're supposed to do with a T-shirt? Put it on, of course." He looked at me in surprise. "Why?" I inwardly bristled. I'm going to kill you Dite.
Why? The feelings are there, it's time you got over David, I'm just helping you. A sharp pain went through me, as she mentioned David. Was it right, what I was doing? Somehow it didn't feel impossible anymore, to find a new love, but wass it to early? "You have to put this on because I can't concentrate otherwise." Clint looked at me confused and had a big fat grin plastered on his face moments later. Oh gods, had I really just said that! I would get even redder than I already was, but that wasn't possible  anymore. Clint took the shirt and thankfully put it on, however he was still grinning stupidly.He sat down on the bed and put the blanket over his legs, I sat down next to him and leaned against the wall." So, what's up, if you've disturbed my beauty sleep for nothing..." I rolled my eyes."You said I could come to you if I had a nightmare." He nodded and I continued talking." Well, I had a nightmare...." I told him the whole story. When I ended, he looked thoughtfully into the air. "Wasn't Collman your chaperone?" I nodded." And you think he's the mole?" Again I nodded. "Well hopefully, I've never liked the guy." He winked at me."I'll contact Fury tomorrow. We need to follow up on the lead, even if it was just a dream.""Now I want to get to." It looked at the clock. "Sleep through until nine. He pushed me towards the door, but I strained. "Um, I can't sleep at my place or I'll probably get nightmares again. Can I sleep here tonight?" He looked at me tiredly, but then nodded towards the bed. I smiled gratefully at him and lay down in his bed. He turned off the light and came to me." You just want to admire my body again." I blushed slightly, but he couldn't see that because of the darkness. "One, you're totally full of yourself and two, I'm not going to admire you because you're going to leave your shirt on." Clint, who was in the process of pulling his t-shirt over his head, stopped and sighed softly before lying down next to me and covering up. The problem with that was that I now had no blanket. "Um, it might be a bit hard with a blanket." I said, hoping he would get up and go and get another blanket. He, however, did something completely different. He pulled me against him so that we both had enough blanket. Immediately I put a little distance between us again so that a sheet would fit between us again. "Sorry about before." Clint murmured softly. Confused, I looked at him." I mean, when you woke me up. I already broke your nose today and then I throw you on the bed too." I grinned slightly, true I had forgotten all about the nose. "It's okay, it could have happened to anyone." I said to reassure him."See you tomorrow." "Sleep tight." With those words I closed my eyes and fell asleep contentedly.