Bleeding Out

Chapter 2

"Clint! Where's Tasha?" she asks, god give him the strength for this.

He stares at her a moment, not quite knowing how to say this or even if he could. His silence speaks volumes to the Sokovian, as does his expression.

He looked at me like that when Y/n died...no. "No, please no. She can't be gone, not her too."

"I'm so sorry...I tried...tried so hard to keep her alive. She sacrificed herself so we could bring everyone back." he states between sobs

She screams and her world goes silent, if the archer said anything more she doesn't hear him. All she can hear is her heart breaking, shattering more than she even thought possible. Natasha was her everything, quite literally, was all she had left. Her parents. Her brother, Pietro. Her girlfriend, Y/n. Her friend, Vision. And now her girlfriend, Natasha. All taken from her, cruelly. Someone had to pay for it. No, not someone, just him.

Before Clint could even try to comfort her she flies off, angrier than he'd ever seen her. Sadder too. He knew where she was going and he knew she could win. Give him hell Wanda. For Nat.

She lands in a cloud of dust and swirls of red magic. Her eyes aglow, the pain she feels feeds her hatred for Thanos beyond anything she's ever felt.

"You took everything from me." she tells him

"I don't even know who you are" he scoffs

She tilts her head, "You will."

She levitates, hurling massive chunks of debris at him. He slices through them as if they were paper. She tosses orbs of her magic at him, causing him to stumble but still he does not submit. Instead he swings his sword at her, she catches it with her magic but he pushes against her, confident he can overpower his enemy. But she sends his sword flying from his grasp, one blade now broken before she hurls him into the sky. Tearing bits or armor from him, crushing other pieces.

His defeat is upon him, he can sense it, but he will not allow it. "Rain fire!" She attempts to block the blast but it sends her flying through the air and away from the Mad Titan. Her blood boils in anger for him and his army. The rest of the battle is a blur for her, her powers consume any enemy in her way.

They end up winning, but the cost was high, Tony and Natasha. Her beautiful beloved Natasha, both gone now, both heroes who sacrificed everything for a cruel miserable world that didn't deserve them. She breaks down then, everything feels too heavy. Like she's bearing the weight of the world on her back and finally it's cracked.

Clint knows it's not the weight of the world on her back, but the weight of the grief on her chest. He scoops her up, puts her in a car and takes her away from the battlefield, away from anything that may consume her and brings her back to Tonys cabin. He sits down with her by the waters edge and lets her cry. Her hands clutch at his chest as her sobs wreck her, and Clint cries with her.

Once she's exhausted herself of tears he carries her inside and up to the spare bedroom where Pepper waits. She changs Wanda into more comfortable clothes before tucking her in. Wanda is too drained to comprehend what was going on so she doesn't thank her, but Pepper understands, because if it wasn't for Morgan she would be in the same place Wanda is.

"Thanks Pepper. We'll be out of your hair tomorrow, I'll take her to the farm. Being with me, Laura and the kids will hopefully help." he tells her as he snuggles up on the sofa

"Of course Clint. I'm sure it will help, to a degree. It won't fix how she feels though." she tells him

"I know...I'm sorry about Tony. He was a good man." he says