After watching his family one by one disappear into a pile of dust, Clint sat outside the farm house staring out into the open. The wind rustled the trees in the woods, a hovercraft is landing. After losing so much Clint couldn't bring himself to care if they were here to kill him. It would be a relief if they did. Steve, Bruce and Natasha exited the now visible hover craft. They walked up towards him.

"No", Natasha mumbled as she fell to her knees in front of Clint. She didn't need Clint to tell her, she knew, she always knew.

"Your hair, it's not red", Clint pointed out as he ran a hand through the soft locks. "Your family is dead and you're commenting on my hair?" Natasha questioned him.

"Our family", Clint corrected her. She's aunty Nat and she will always be aunty Nat. Natasha smiled slightly for the first time in days. The smile briefly disappeared.

"Who survived?" Clint asked Steve as he interlocked his fingers with Natasha's. "Us, Thor, Stark is missing most likely dead, we still have to check on other people. Fury and Hill aren't picking up", Steve answered him as he sat down beside Clint.

"You coming with us?" Natasha asked him. Clint looked back to the farm house where just hours ago his family were laughing and enjoying life. Cooper had shown an interest in archery for the first time.

"I was going to teach him. Cooper, he wanted to learn to shoot the bow", Clint told them. Steve placed his hand on Clint's shoulder for support.

"I can't stay here. I don't know what I'll end up doing. I need to pack a few things", Clint said as he stood up and walked back into his home for the last time. The house is too quiet. His red cheeks slowing fading back to their normal shade.

Natasha followed him in, slowly wandering room to room. She stopped when she found a photo album, picking it up and looking at a picture of the three kids. A tear fell down her cheek. She closed it again when Clint came in.

"The one thing I've never seen you do is cry", he pointed out. She was crying now. Love is for children and she god damn loved those children. Clint had his emergency bag on his back, a gun in his holster around his waist and a staff in his left hand. Clint took the photo album from her,

"I was an idiot to think it would last. I thought about this day every so often. Like what would I do if they all were killed. I just didn't think it would be by the snap of a purple grapes fingers. What's his name anyways?" Natasha sighed, "Thanos".

Natasha followed Clint out to the hover craft. Steve frowned slightly, "where's your bow?" Clint sighed,

"I'm not using it anymore. I can't fight aliens with a bow and arrow". He nodded as Natasha went to the pilot seat and began the pre flight checks. Clint sat down beside her in the co pilot seat.

"Since when can you pilot?" He asked her with a smirk.

"She can't. She nearly killed us trying to land", Bruce perked up, giving Natasha a shrug when she glared at him. Clint flipped a switch on the controls giving him control. He brought them into the air and then gave Natasha back the controls.

"Where we headed Cap?" Natasha asked him. "New York, I guess we could start there", Steve informed them.

"What's the plan?" Clint asked him. "There isn't one. We're going to try to piece everything back together again I guess", Steve replied as he lay down.

"Nat, how long till we reach New York?" Clint yawned suddenly feeling the tiredness of everything catching up on him. "A little under an hour", Natasha put the plane on auto pilot and sat down beside Clint. Clint laid down with his head on her lap.

"I don't know I'd do if lost you", Natasha ran her fingers through his hair. "Too soon Nat, too soon", he told her as he shut his eyes.

"I'm sorry", Natasha apologised to him. "I'm going to need to cool off before I can sleep", Clint mumbled his eyes remaining shut.

"That can be arranged", she smiled down at him. Steve glared at them.

"Are you two seriously talking about fondue in front of us?" Steve continued, "come on man, your wife just died".

Natasha frowned, "what is fondue?" Clint smirked. "Seriously what is fondue?" Natasha asked more harshly. She never liked being in the dark.

"Sex", Clint informed her.

"His wife just fucking died and you think I'm going to try get with him that quickly!" Natasha glared at him. "You're right, I'm sorry", Steve nodded.

"Go easy on him Nat", Clint mumbled half asleep, taunted by memories of people he would never see again.

"What Clint meant by letting of steam before falling asleep was doing a work out. It's something he always did after a tough mission", Natasha explained after taking a few deep breaths.

"He's asleep now isn't he?" Bruce asked. Natasha shook her head, "far from it, he's in a state of shock where he can't do anything else". Steve closed his eyes, choosing to nap too.

"Clint we're almost there", Natasha spoke for the first time in that hour. Clint woke up immediately, sitting up before heading to the pilots seat. "Nat?" Clint called to her as he patted the seat beside him. She took the seat and watched him land in the avengers base.

"When you gave out to Steve earlier and hitting on me that quickly after Laura. That quickly implies you were going to hit on me", Clint smirked at her. "Shut up and land the stupid plane", Natasha told him with a smirk. He always saw what other people didn't.

"I remember when I first brought you home. Laura thought I was bringing home a girlfriend. She nearly killed me that night", Clint smiled at the memory. Natasha smiled thinking back to it, "she mentioned that night a year or two ago, she said that what made her believe my story and that we weren't cheating on her was that every time you came into the room I flinched and tensed up and when you left I relaxed. I opened up to her more than anyone".

Clint unhooked his seatbelt and opened the cockpit door. They followed Steve around the avengers base.

"Natasha!" Pepper exclaimed win relief and ran to hug Natasha.

"They..they..they disappeared and Tony is in a spaceship somewhere God knows where. God he better be alive. I should have told him. He guessed and I denied it", Pepper cried onto Natasha's shoulder. Natasha wrapped her arms around the other woman. "We don't know where Tony is. He's Tony though so he is stubborn enough to stay alive. What did he guess?" Pepper took a step back, her hands hovering over her stomach.

"I'm carrying the next generation of Stark. I can not do this alone", Pepper panted for air. Clint put her hands on his shoulders, "Pepper look at me, you are not alone. You have us, even if Tony doesn't return we won't leave you. I am a dad, or I was. I will help, Steve will help and Bruce will help". Pepper nodded as her breathing became more regular.

"I ehh don't know how safe the Hulk is around kids", Bruce mumbled. Pepper smiled at him, "Tony believed in you, that's enough for me".