Clint woke up but hadn't moved or opened his eyes yet. He could sense that something was...off. This wasn't their house. He didn't know what it was or how he knew but he could also sense AJ next to him and Tony on the other side of her. Maryanne wasn't in the room but she also hadn't woken them, so he hoped that it wasn't going to be anything that warranted worry. And (though he would never admit this) maybe he'd been keeping his eyes closed and his body still because he wanted a few more moment's peace before dealing with it.
"Five more minutes" he mumbled, laying an arm over AJ as he felt her stretch, pinning her to the bed.