A sucker for you -Loki

While you were sleeping

In the helicarrier,

Clint is strapped down while Natasha watches over him as Clint tries to shake off Loki's mind control. His mind is completely disoriented as he sweats and groans.

"Clint, you're gonna be alright." Natasha said sincerely although it was still disoriented to him.

"You know that?" Clint chuckled. "Is that what you know? I got... I gotta no window. I have to flush him out." he states as Natasha pours some liquid into a cup.

"We don't have that long, it's gonna take time." Natasha responds.

"I don't understand. Have you ever had someone take your brain and play? Pull you out and send something else in? Do you know what it's like to be unmade?" he tries to appeal to her emotions.

"You know that I do." Natasha said.

"Why am I back? How did you get him out?"

"Cognitive recalibration. I hit you really hard in the head."

"Thanks." he says before she undoes his restraints. But something was on his mind. "Natasha, how many agents?"

"Don't. Don't do that to yourself, Clint. This is Loki. This is monsters and magic and nothing we were ever trained for."

"Loki, did he get away?"

"Yeah. I don't suppose you know where?"

"I didn't need to know. I didn't ask. He's gonna make his play soon though. Today."

"We gotta stop him." Natasha insists.

"Yeah? Who's we?"

"I don't know. Whoever's left."

"Well, if I put an arrow in Loki's eyesocket, I'd sleep better I suppose."

"Now you sound like you." Natasha said, sitting next to her partner and friend.

"But you don't. You're a spy, not a soldier. Now you want to wade into a war. Why? What did Loki do to you?"

"He didn't, I just..." she pauses.

"Natasha." Clint said softly.

"I've been compromised. I got red in my ledger. I'd like to wipe it out." Natasha said, her voice tight with a mix of guilt and resolve.

Tony looks at the empty cell container. He stands not saying a word. Steve walks in.

"Was he married?" Steve said.

"No. There was a, uh... cellist, I think." Tony said, still staring at the empty space.

"I'm sorry. He seemed like a good man." Steve said.

"He was an idiot." Tony said flatly.

"Why? For believing?" Steve asked.

"For taking on Loki alone." Tony said bitterly.

"He was doing his job." Steve pointed out.

"He was out of his league. He should have waited. He should have..." Tony's voice trailed off, his hands clenching into fists at his sides.

"Sometimes there isn't a way out, Tony." Steve said, a tinge of understanding in his voice.

"Right. How did that work for him?" Tony muttered, more to himself than Steve. He turned to walk away.

"Is this the first time you've lost a soldier?" Steve asked, his voice quiet.

Tony stopped mid-step, spinning on his heel sharply. "WE ARE NOT SOLDIERS! I am not marching to Fury's fife!" Tony snapped, his voice loud and tinged with frustration.