I am pretty obessed with the Fem, Tony and Clint pairing. That this idea had to be written down. Feedback is welcomed, thank you.
Clint Barton slumped against the elevator glass wall and sighed in relief. It was great to be home, Stark Tower. It has been a place for the team to stay since the New York battle, Nick Fury's orders. The former director of Shield wanted the Avengers to be at one place whenever the world needs help. But after being gone for a month to a mission on side of the world, it's good to be back, to relax. When the metal doors opened, he stumbled out of the elevator and across the common floor. Where he dropped his bag and fell on to the tan couch. Just as he closed his eyes an alarm rang through the room.
"What now?" the archer groaned rubbing his face just as he heard foot steps entering the room. Clint removed his head and looked up to see Bruce, Steve and Natasha. "What's going on?"
Bruce was in the middle of trying to keep the other guy in while Natasha shrugged. Steve shook his head, Clint frowned these three were no help. He looked around and noticed that someone was missing, with Thor back on Asgard to deal with his wayward, thought to be dead brother. That leads to their residence billionaire.
"Javris? Where's Antoinette?" He refused to acknowledged her as 'Toni'.
The alarms shut down before the four heroes heard the British voice of the computer that ran the tower. 'That's why I set off the alarm, Master Barton. Ms. Stark is missing.'
Steve sighed causing Clint and the other three to look at the captain. "She's probably hung up in the lab or-"
'Ms. Stark is not in the tower or anywhere in the city.'
Clint's sliver-blue eyes widen in concern and worry. "You don't know where she's at?"
'All the information I give is that Ms. Stark had shut my system down. When I was back on, there was no trace of her or where she's at. I tried calling Master Danvers but I didn't get an answer. Ms. Potts is on the way from her business trip in France.'
Clint couldn't believe this, Antoinette was missing. He couldn't sit around and do nothing. Not if...he couldn't think about the possibility of her being kidnapped again. He grabbed his quiver and ran towards the elevator. He'll find Antoinette, if it's the last thing he do.
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Playground- Shield
"What do you mean she is missing!?" yelled a caucasian male. His blue eyes burning into the messenger.
Agent Hunter took a step back with his hands in surrender. "Director Coulson, I'm only giving you what I heard from Hill. Everyone is looking for her, even Fury."
Phil ran a hand through his unkempt brown hair. "Send Diasy and Fitz in here."
"Yes sir." Lance answered before quickly making a retreat out of the office to run into a caucasian-Chinese woman. "Ah Quake. I'm glad I ran into to you! Director Coulson is acting wired."
Daisy looked at the male in front of her with amusement in her brown eyes. "More wireder than usual?"
Lance nodded causing Daisy to frown. She walk pass Lance and entered the Director's office. Phil looked up and sighed before rubbing his face with his hands. Daisy walked over and placed a hand on the older man's.
"Toni is missing. I don't know what to do. Clint is crazy about that girl. I have to find her before he does something stupid."
Daisy sat on the edge of the desk and smiled lightly. "I'll get Fitz, Bobbi and Hunter. We'll go help the Avengers look."
Phil smiled grateful for the help before standing. "Thank you. Now I must be on my way."
Daisy stood and gave Coulson a confused look. "Where are you going?"
Phil straighten his jacket before looking at his very own super human. "It's about time I let them know I'm alive. Besides, now is a good time. Clint needs me."
Daisy stepped up with concern in her eyes. "Do you want me to come with you? Bobbi, Fitz and Hunter could handle the Avengers themselves."
Phil smiled lightly before placing a hand on Daisy's shoulder and squeezed lightly. "I appreciate that."
Daisy grinned before walking out the door. "I'll go get my bags. Meet at the jet in fifteen."
Phil shook his head with a small smile before heading towards his own room to pack a bag before heading towards the quinjet.