Clint In The Gang (Complete story)

Part 13: Run

Daniel pulls the needle out of his eye causing a flow of blood to spew out of it. Rage and fear coursed through him as he turned his gun on you as he realized the end was coming. Just as the barrel of the gun turns on you, he's hit in the center of his chest. The force causes him to stumble backwards into the wall behind him. His hands find what hit him, Clint's arrow. Daniel's breaths started becoming shorter and shorter, almost a wheezing as blood soaks his shirt. Slumping over, he drops his gun on the floor as he places his bloody hand on his eye. Blood gushes between his fingers as the color in his face leaves. A sinister smile creeps onto your face at his demise. Clint comes over to you with another arrow notched, pointed at Daniel. "Are you ok?" You grinned back at him "I'm perfect now."

A loud jet noise could be heard outside signalling that the Avengers were here. "Get up." Clint Immediately urged you as he put his arrow away and compacted his bow. Moving the covers, you start to stand up when Clint scoops you up bridal style. There's a crashed door down the hall causing Clint to become even more frantic as he tries to figure a way out. "Clint?" You ask as he moves you around, thinking of any exit. "Clint!" He finally looked at you "What?" You looked at him with concern "What are you doing?" He looks back at you puzzled "What do you mean? I'm getting you out of here!" He would give up his team for you in half a second. Your heart sighs at the gesture but knows fully well, that he shouldn't. "Clint put me back in my bed." "What? I have to get you out of here! The Avengers will send you to prison."

A sigh leaves you as you speak softly "I know, but it will be ok. I physically can't run right now and I can't have you give up your life for me. Clint put me back on my bed." His eyes grow soft at your request "You can't give up." You cupped his face with your hands "I'm not. I'm accepting my consequences. Clint, you're going to have to put me down now. Trust me. Please?" The footsteps of the Avengers closed in on your room as the seconds ticked away. As he looked into your eyes, he realized you were right. Even if he managed to get you out of here, how long would you guys be on the run for? Slowly, Clint walks you back to your bed before laying you down and pulling the covers over you. The footsteps of the Avengers finally file into the room with Nat being first.

Her eyes darted around at the carnage of what was left behind by the gang war before she looked to Clint. He's unhamamed and surprisingly happy. His hand is interlocked with yours. A soft smile crossed your face when Nat looked at you. If she were to be your executioner, you will smile at her right in her face. Steve follows in before noticing blood everywhere and your now-dead brother "Holy Sh!t." Is all he can say before everyone comes up to you. Looking to Clint, one last time, you smile at him before letting go of his hand. You bring them together towards them "I surrender myself over to your custody."

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