Clintasha One Shots

Stress ~ Part Two

A\N: Here's part two! I hope you all enjoy this part (I know it took me a while to upload it, so I apologise). Please enjoy this part, and if you do why don't you recommend, comment and vote!

~Sam Xx

*Clint's POV*

"Clint, are you alright?" Steve says coldly. Everyone is crowding around me, like shadows looming overhead. I groan and attempt to sit up, but the pain in my back is unbearable. "Clint, I need you to stay down for me." Bruce says as he takes my temperature. "Where's Tasha?" I ask, my throat dry. "Pepper took her out, you frightened her." Steve says with his jaw clenched. I'm not in bed, I'm on the floor. Was the Steve and Tasha thing a dream? "Why, what happened?" I ask nervously, as Bruce sits me up. "Natasha said you stood up and collapsed whilst unconscious, she called me, and when I came you were having a fit. It only lasted a couple of minutes, you awoke soon after." Bruce tells me as Steve hands me some water begrudgingly. Gradually, people filter out of the room. "Try and rest, and drink this, you need to get your blood sugar up else you might collapse again." Bruce hands me a mug and packs up his equipment. He stands up, ready to leave, but hesitates. "Clint, is everything alright?" He asks me, concern flooding his voice. I shrug. "I don't know. I keep having these dreams." I say, but immediately wish I hadn't. "What sort of dreams?" Bruce asks me. "Dreams where Tasha and I are no longer together, she's always with Steve in the dreams." Bruce sighs at this. "Don't get me wrong, I know Tasha and Steve are not together, but I can't help by being suspicious." I stutter, something has been up with Tasha and Steve, and I can't put my finger on it. "Natasha has no interest in Steve; why else would you two be married?" Bruce almost laughs. "But have you seen the way Steve looks at her?" I ask, I noticed the looks a couple of months ago. Steve likes Tasha, my Tasha. "Course I have, but Steve's a good guy, he would never take Natasha from you. Have you spoken to him about this?" He asks me. I laugh out loud. "No way! He'd think I'm crazy!" I shake my head. "You need to clear your head, Clint, that way the nightmares will stop. You need to take better care of yourself; you'll thank yourself for it." Tasha has been telling me that for months, but hearing it from someone who knows what they're talking about makes me believe it. "How do you stop nightmares?" I ask curiously. Bruce shrugs. "It's hard, but you need to cut out everything negative from your life. Address all the issues you have with yourself and other people, tie up all the loose threads. Try meditation; find a way to control yourself mentally. Then, once you've done that, you'll have better control over your mind and body. Take some time off work, look after yourself." I nod in response. "Thanks Banner." I smile as Bruce silently leaves the room.
When Natasha comes into our bedroom, she hugs me tight and I don't think she'll ever let go.