"What the bloody hell is going on up here," Tony said coming to the roof. Natasha is in hysterics. Steve is restraining her from doing anything rash. And me. I'm in a blur. Why am I here? How did I get here? What happen? Clint... Why? I thought... I thought he thought...
Well I guess not... And it's sure as he'll not worth dying over. So I lift one foot and set it on the ground and then the other. Steve releases Natasha and she tackles me to the ground in a sobbing embrace. I cling to her, because I really do need her right now. She's my best friend and she's the only person I want to have near me right now.
She takes me inside, and into her room. We see Clint sprinting down the hall way towards us, I break free of Nats grip and run away from him. I don't want to hear him.
Natasha follows me. And locks the door to her room with me in it. Instructing JARVIS not to let anyone in under no circumstances.
