ʙᴀʀᴛᴏɴ (cauterising) wrote in witchinghour, @ 2014-07-16 15:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: clint barton, character: natasha romanoff |
Cast the calming apple up and over satellites
WHO: Clint Barton & Natasha Romanoff
WHERE: Clint's Room (409)
WHEN: after this conversation.
WHAT: Strike Team Delta Reunion
WARNINGS: Potential language
Finding Natasha popping up on the network, almost two weeks after she vanished into thin air and the crap at the hospital proving to be essentially be the hell hole Clint had always believed hospital's were, on a shockingly horrific level really, Clint hadn't realised that it actually caused a coil of tightness to ease slightly from his chest.
Barnes hadn't remembered being in this place, so why would Natasha, really?
Although it was a relief that she didn't, he was just as oddly relieved that she was back. He'd asked Kate, hypothetically, if she could have anyone from her world here who she'd want, and realistically, unknown dangers or not, Natasha would be who Clint would want if there was a question about it.
Not that he really wished this place on anyone, but he'd been through more hell with Natasha at his back than without, and he doubted that would change his outlook on things. Sitting by the window, watching the bleak darkness that hugged the tree line, Clint just waited to see what Natasha was actually heading way right then.