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Mr and Mrs Barton Part 20

Natasha:

Some agents double as teachers for the new recruits. Those that are sent on quite a few missions are sometimes dragged in as substitutes. Agent May is lucky to have Agent Romanoff to sub her class, even if her students seem to think otherwise.

Half of the group was awestruck and Nat plans on giving a few of the more experienced agents who happen to be unable to keep their mouths shut a face full of mat at some point in the near distant future. They wouldn't focus, and the males? Yeah, they may be leaving with a few more bruises than necessary that day. She really didn't take kindly to the new recruits trying to catch a feel.

She taught the group some basic hits and throws when Coulson enters the training area. She doesn't acknowledge her silent observer until he calls out for her. "Agent Romanoff, Director Fury would like to speak with you in his office." The last time Fury had called for her was to give the three of them their new assignment of making up Strike Team Delta. No one goes to Fury's office.

"Class dismiss." Natasha orders the newbies, already following Phil out of the area. "What happened?" She knows Phil would tell her if something went wrong on Clint's mission. They know she's able of putting her emotions on hold when need be. She's proven it time and time again over the years she's worked with them.

Phil won't look at her, which just makes her even more concerned. "You'll see, Agent Romanoff."

Nat pulls her emotions inward, becoming the cold assassin that she was raised to be. They sent Clint on an assignment that would have him play at being a security guard at a Hydra facility. Clint would find a way to mess up a simple information gathering assignment. Besides the fact he stayed two weeks longer than originally planned.

Agent Phil Coulson opens the door to Fury's office and Natasha walks in behind him expecting the worst. What she doesn't expect is to see her husband perfectly healthy, holding the hands of two children that may be about eight. Or maybe nine. They're not small children, but they aren't teenagers.

One of them had a hand held up with red light shining from it, as though holding something back. Her gaze moves from Clint and the children to where Fury is being held against the wall by the same red light coming from the girl's hand.

Clint smiles her way. "Hey, Nat."

Fury doesn't look so much as, well, furious as more like annoyed. "Agent Barton, please tell your ward to put me down."

Nat stares, a bit wide eyed at Clint bending down and whispering in the child's ear. The girl nodded, and pulled the red mist away. The boy on his other side looked to be furious. They both looked to be about the same age.

"Clint, what's going on?" Her tone was mild, but her emotions are anything but. What in the world did he get into this time?

The smile he has covers his entire face, and if she didn't know any better, she would say he was excited. "I found kids!"

Wow. Just wow. Clint should get a reward for being the most obvious agent of that SHIELD has to offer with that comment.

Clint:

Originally he had been there to figure out what Hydra was doing at a remote site. When he did find out, he told Phil that it'll be a bit longer. Clint's just happy that the relationship he had with his handler was so he didn't have to explain everything. He was nearly caught just sending the message adding a couple of weeks.

He became friendly with the kids, and kept the not so nice guards away from them. The boy was the most grateful, and most suspicious of the two of them. Clint passed messages between the two kids that Hydra scientists were experimenting on, and worked on a plan to get the two of them out.