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Avengers tower, New York

She went inside her room, dressing herself into something more practical than her clothes of the day before that stank like alcohol. She grabbed her black jumpsuit and ran towards Natasha's room who was sure as hell still sleeping of the previous night full of alcohol.

  Once in her room, Valerie went to her dresser, grabbing a thigh holster and some knife holsters for her leg. She didn't want to hurt Winn, but seeing in what condition he was, it was sure as hell necessary to carry some defending weapons with her. She may have her powers to defend herself but she wasn't planning on showing them to anyone but the Avengers. Because after all, she will get rid of it, Bruce will have a cure for her and when ordinary people find out she has power they will see her as a hero bur after all, she wasn't.

  She took a couple of breaths before exiting the elevator to the lobby and immediately got stopped by a hand on her shoulder. "Where the hell are you going, Valerie?" Clint asked making her turn around at the older man. "Weren't you on a mission?" She asked avoiding answering the question, "You're not going out there." Clint whisper-yelled, his hand now holding her upper arm to prevent her from running away.

  "Let me go," she exclaimed, tears pricking in her eyes. Clint shook his head and mouthed a 'sorry' but she didn't care. She grabbed her gun with her free hand and pointed at the unarmed man in front of her, immediately feeling guilt build up in her. "I'm sorry too." She whispered as she slowly stepped back towards the doors. Clint sighed and shook his head,

  "Go."

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