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Taken Part 3

Clints POV

"TONY! I NEED YOU TO TRACK NATS PHONE!" I shouted down to him. We can finally get Nat back! And whoever Petrov is. He sounded young, around the age of 9 maybe? But how could a child help save Nat?
"WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT BEFORE!" TONY shouted down to me. I ignored him and ran down to tell Bruce, Steve, and Thor. They were all watching the Sokovian news, to see if there were any signs of Nat on there. There wasn't though, and you could see how sad it made the three men.
"Guys, I have something to tell you." I said to them, and they all turned around and looked at me excitedly.
"Have you found news on Natasha yet Clint?" Thor said hopefully. I nodded and bowed my head. They all gasped.
"I'M JUST KIDDING WE KNOW SHE'S ALIVE AND TONY'S TRACKING HER NOW!" I shouted, and everyone cheered.

NATS POV

This is it. We are going to go back to the Tower. Peter is asleep in the back of the boat, and we are currently in a rocky part of the ocean.

"Peter?" I said quietly, incase he didn't want to wake up. He sat up immediately, and winced when he accidentally reopened some of his wounds. "It's OK, sit back down, nothings wrong I was just checking if you are OK" I said quietly, and he layed back down. "Tasha, I'm hungry" he said quietly as the boat gently rocked. "I know Peter, but we will be safe soon, and you can eat whatever you want, OK?" I said, and he nodded and stood up.
"Can I have a code name too?" he said, and I laughed.
"If you really want one, I guess we can think of one whilst we wait for my friends to show up" I said, smiling as he jumped up and down excitedly.
"Well, I can shoot webs from my wrist, and I can stick to walls, and I'm stronger than most, and that's it!" he said happily. I thought about what his powers were like.
"What about Spider boy?" I said, and he shook his head.
"I'm not a boy, I'm a man! What about Spiderman?" he said, grinning. I laughed and agreed.
"Okay Pete, we can be паук buddies" I said laughing, and he grinned.
"We're the Russian spiders and we'll kick your butts!" Peter said, giggling to himself.
Suddenly, a large ship came over to us. I didn't notice it before, but all of the men had weapons. Peter obviously saw too, as he got out his lasers. "Паук, can you get us over there"i said quietly, so they couldn't hear us. He nodded, and grabbed my waist. He shot a web out onto the ship and pulled, and we were thrown thrpugh the air to where his web landed. He crawled up the side, and on the count of three, threw me over. I landed in a fighting position and snuck behind one of the men. I grabbed him by the throat and yanked his head back. I saw Peter crawl over the side and shoot aweb ont someone's arm, and the fling them into a wall. I took the man's legs out and punched him. He was weak, as he fell unconscious after only one punch. I watched as Peter pulled someone's arm out of the socket and webthem to the floor, and he punched them until they were unconscious. There were four men left, and I nodded to Peter, who immediately turned around and began fighting two of them. I saw one of them shoot Peter with a gun, but bullets didn't come out. It was some sort of paralysis gun, and Peter didn't get up. I would be fine with being shot by one of these, as I've been immunised in the Red Room. I saw Peter give me a thumbs up, and I realised what he was doing. Let them think they had gots, wait until their guard was down, and attack. I nodded back and let myself get shot. I fell to the floor, and we were dragged to the end of the ship, where I assumed they were going to throw us off. I nodded at Peter again, and counted down from three. On one, we jumped up and attacked them. In minutes we had them down and unconscious, or so we thought. We looked at the sea and high fived. Our first 'mission' together, and we did good. That was until Peter got pushed off of the boat and into the sea by one of the 'unconscious' guards. I quickly got him down and saw Peter crawling back up the side of the boat. He shot a web out from his wrist and yanked, using his super strength to pull it over to us. We both jumped into the boat, and it rocked at the force of both of our weight. He sped away from the boat, and I laughed at how wet he looked. Then I realised he must be cold, so I grabbed a towel from the small compartment in the floor and dryed him off with it. He shook his head to dry his hair and I laughed. His hair stuck up in wild curly blobs, and he scooped some water and tried to clean it up. We looked over the horizon and hoped that help would get here soon.