Fighting Next To You ~ A Clintasha FanFiction

Part Four

A/N: Guys I watched Civil War on Friday and it was amazing! If you haven't seen it yet I would see it soon to avoid the spoilers. Anyway, sorry for being so inactive. My internet has been really slow recently and I haven't been able to transfer my writing to and from different devices. I found a way this morning, so here is Part Four!

*Natasha's POV*

​"I'm driving." Barton says whilst running round the side of the truck and clambering into the driver's seat. I roll my eyes; I knew I wouldn't get to drive. I put our cases on the two back seats and get in next to Barton. We put our seatbelts on, and Barton starts to drive out of the S.H.I.E.L.D HQ parking lot.

"Hey look!" Barton gasps, rummaging through the truck's CD collection.

"Barton, eyes on the road." I say shortly. He gasps once more as he pulls out a Queen Greatest Hits CD. He pushes it into the CD player and we both wait eagerly for the music to start playing. Bohemian Rhapsody comes on first and I turn the volume up. I program the Satnav to take us to Cape May. Apparently it'll take us just under two hours to get there from here.

Barton's lost in the music and I don't think he knows I'm here. His finger is tapping to the beat on the steering wheel, and he's humming too. I can't help but smile.

"I thought we could stop for lunch somewhere. You can choose where though, I'm paying." He changes gear and leaves me to think about where I want to go for lunch.

"No, you don't have to pay for me." I say, I don't want charity.

"It's better if I do; after all we're going to be husband and wife for the next few weeks." Barton laughs. The look on my face must be shock, for when he looks at me he says, "You did know that, right? Haven't you read our alibi?" I shake my head at this. "Look in the glove box." He instructs. I open up the glove box in front of me and take out a file.

Turns out, Barton and I are now married and called Mr Linus Johnson and Mrs Kayley Johnson. There's a picture of a fairly big house in the file too, it is cream coloured and has a huge porch. That's where we'll be living. Linus is a banker and Kayley is a house wife. I hate that. Why can't Kayley be the banker and Linus be the house husband? Anyway, Linus and Kayley have moved from Madison because of Linus' new job, and are planning to stay for a few years. "What do you think?" Barton says after I put the file back in the glove box.

"I'm going to be bloody bored as a house wife." I mutter.

Barton laughs. "I'm sorry about that."
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After going through the whole album, Barton decides that it's time to eat. "So, where are we going for lunch Mrs Johnson?" I nearly throw up.

"Let's just go to McDonalds. I'm not feeling in a fancy mood funnily enough." I say sarcastically.

"Romanoff, I know you probably don't want to be married for the next few weeks, but we're going to need to make friends and go out for dinner with them, Fury wants us to blend in. You need to get used to the idea of being nice to me." I roll my eyes, hoping that Barton didn't see me.

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Barton shoves the burger into his mouth and finishes it in three bites. I haven't even unwrapped mine yet! He pulls out a little box from his coat pocket, when he opens it he reveals three silver rings, one with a medium sized diamond, and two plain silver ones. He puts on one of the plain silver ones and hands me the box. "The plain one is your engagement ring and the other one is your wedding ring." He says as he starts to drive once more. We're halfway there now, and I'm starting to grow tired. I finish my burger and wipe my hands on some wet wipes before slipping on the two rings. It's a perfect fit. I can't help but admire how they make my hand look far nicer.

"I'm guessing that you approve of the rings." Barton laughs sneakily.

"They're fine." I snap. "I'm gonna take a nap." I mutter, closing my eyes and yawning a pathetic yawn.

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​"Romanoff? We're here. Wake up!" Barton says softly as he shakes my shoulder.

"Finally." I yawn, taking my seatbelt off.

"Listen," Barton says to me, "the second we step out this truck we're a married couple. We want the neighbours to see us and think 'They're just a normal, regular American couple!' not that we're S.H.I.E.L.D agents. Okay?" All of a sudden he sounds extremely sensible.

"Okay Linus." I say back, this makes him laugh. The house is exactly the same as the photo, and we've also been given some background information on our neighbours. Our main focus is an ex-military officer. He's called Brett Smith. S.H.I.E.L.D thinks he might be working for A.I.M. According to the file, he lives two houses down; we have to make friends with him and his wife Taylor if we want any information.
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Barton unpacks the car and I unlock the front door. For the next few weeks I'm Mrs Kayley Johnson.