In New Mexico, she hadn't ever seen him. He had seen her, found her iPod even. Thor had been hard to fight, and yet he still managed to get back to his post. He had not expected to find someone that he liked and then have to leave before he could even talk to them. He was mad at himself for letting it happen like that. He had never meet Darcy in person but, from what Coulson had told him, he Clint Barton was determined to meet Darcy Lewis.
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After New York, when he sat at Tony's breakfast bar eating soggy-ass fruity pebbles, because there was nothing else, he thought about Darcy Lewis. Thor was talking about her and Jane like they were goddesses. Jane was Thor's, Pepper was Tony's, Betty was Bruce's and he could tell it would only be a matter of time before Natasha was Steve's. He was alone, but Tony said he would call up Jane so Thor could ask her to come see him, with Darcy. No, he wasn't obsessed. What was wrong with wanting to meet someone? Nothing. There was nothing wrong. So he needed to stop worrying. It wouldn't help with anything. Clint Barton was not a worrier. Why would he worry about this? He had met Jane.
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Darcy had always wondered who had found her iPod. Coulson hadn't, he had said another agent had. She wanted to meet this agent. She had been laying down on the couch in the lab, she was on break, when the phone rang. She was on her period, having cramps, but still she got up and answered the phone.
"Umm, hello?" The voice said. "This is Tony Stark, am I speaking to-" He paused, asked someone a question then returned, "Darcy Lewis or Jane Foster?"
"Darcy Lewis. What can I do for you, uh... Mr. Stark?"
"Please call me Tony. I have Thor here, looking for a Jane Foster. Can I ask where she is?" Thor! He's got Thor!
"Coffee break, Tony. Can I talk to Thor?" Her voice shook a little, her cramps were bad.
"Yeah, are you ok? You sound sick." Darcy hmm'ed yes and he continued, "I'll put Thor on."
There was shuffling, someone asking who he was talking to, someone saying that Thor was sparring with some guy named Steve and a sigh. "I'm putting Barton on, ok?"
"Hi. I'm Clint Barton and Tony is getting Thor for ya." His voice was rough, she decided. "How's your iPod?"
"What? My iPod? How do you even know I have an iPod?" Stalker?
"I spent nearly three hours looking for it 'cuz Coulson said you were gonna kill him if he didn't give it to you. You didn't know who got you your iPod?"
"No! I did not! Coulson never told me, then he just disappeared! Will I ever get to talk to Coulson again?"
Clint sighed, "No. He died. I'm sorry. You weren't told? I thought you and Jane would've already found out."
Darcy started crying at this. Why am I crying? I barely even knew the man! Jane came in then, saw her crying and took the phone, making Darcy sit down.
"Who is this?" Jane asked, worried as to why Darcy was crying. Darcy put her head in her hands and muttered 'Coulson, Coulson, Coulson.' over and over again.
"Clint Barton. What happened to Darcy? Who're you?" He didn't recognize Jane's voice.
"Jane Foster. Why is Darcy sitting on the floor crying?" Jane didn't like that they were playing twenty questions, but oh well.
"Coulson died. Are you gonn-" Jane hung up and sat down next to Darcy, crying as well.
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"Are you gonna be ok?" When he heard the beeping, he sighed. "She hung up! Really?!" Bruce smiled at Clint. Clint frowned at Bruce. "Do you think this is a mother fucking game, Bruce?"
"Yes. I do. Do they know that they're invited to live here?" Bruce had heard the whole conversation. He knew that they didn't.
"Yep. I squeezed that in between 'Stalker iPod' and 'Coulson died'. God Bruce, are you deaf?"
Thor, Tony and Steve came up before Bruce could answer and Tony asked " What happened?"
Clint dragged his hand down his face. "Darcy knows about Coulson, Jane asked me why Darcy was sobbing and when she found out she hung up. They don't know about the invitation yet."
"That's fine. We'll just have to call them back later. Bruce, let's get Betty up in this joint!"
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The other scientists were worried about Jane and Darcy. They were still crying. They had said that someone had died. Darcy had left for her Jane's apartment but Jane was still in the lab.
Darcy was laying on the floor, stomach down. How does Tony freaking Stark even have my number? She couldn't help but think that. Every time she got cramps, she was light headed and dizzy. Her phone rang, she ignored it. It kept ringing, she still ignored it. She got a text from that same number, that said something weird.
Answer the goddamn phone or we'll send out an extraction team to save you from an unpresent threat. - A
The fuck? Who the hell is A? She thought. When the number called again, she answered.
"'Ello?" Darcy was tired. Very tired.
"Why the fuck were you not answering your phone?" She couldn't tell who it was but it didn't sound like either Tony or Clint.
"Who is this? I wasn't answering it because of personal reasons! God."
"Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow. I'm an avenger. Who do want to talk to? We've got... Steve, Clint, Bruce or Thor."
"Clint or Thor, I don't know the other two. So, why'd ya call?"
"You've been invited to come live in Stark Tower, but we're renaming it." It was Clint now, not Natasha.
"What?! You want me-"
"And Jane."
"-To live in Tony freakin' Stark's tower? Fuck yes! What about Jane now?"
Clint laughed, "You and Jane are invited to live in the tower, Jane with Thor in his room and you'd have your own room. We all live on one floor."
"I'll have to talk to Jane but I'm all for it! I'll ask her and call this number back?"
"Yep. Bye, Darcy." With that he hung up before she could say bye.
Darcy waited impatiently for nearly an hour, for Jane. When Jane got back to the apartment, Darcy was talking a mile a minute.
"Ohmygod,Jane! Clint called me and said we can live in Stark Tower! Can you believe this? I can't! Holy shit,Stark Tower is in New York! New York!"
Jane managed to hear that Stark Tower was in New York and holy shit, it's in New York! "Yeah, Darce. Stark Tower is in New York." She laughed.
"No, no, no. I meant, we could go live in New York! With Thor and the avengers!"
"Darcy," Cue the condensing tone, "What about our work? Can we do that in New York? Did an avenger personally invite you?"
"Tony's got labs. Yep, we totally can! And yes. Clint Barton said you would be in Thor's room with him and I would get my own!" She smiled smugly.
"Fine, can you call them?" Jane sighed.
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Clint smiled as the phone rang. It said Darcy Lewis on the caller ID. He picked it up and began to pace.
"Jane wants to talk to an avenger." Someone else was handed the phone and asked, "Who am I speaking to?"
"Clint Barton, I believe I'm talking to Dr. Foster?"
"Yes. Were me and Darcy invited to live over in New York? Stark Tower?"
"Yes, I've already spoken to Darcy about sleeping arrangments."
"She told me. Why are we being invited?"
"Thor personally asked for you. We knew you wouldn't come without Darcy. You can come tomorrow."
"Ok. Bye." He had already hung up.
"JARVIS, tell everyone that they agreed."
"Yes, sir."
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The day Jane and Darcy moved in:
Darcy's room was set up, Thor's all ready for Jane. When the elevator open upped, the avengers were scattered around the living room. Darcy was feeling extra sick. After being introduced to the avengers and nearly getting sick at the sight of Thor and Jane making out, she was having a bad day.
"Are you ok?" Tony asked her once again. She must look really sick, if he's asking her that.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
Somehow she ended up talking to Clint, when she felt like she might pass out. She felt arms around her waist as everything went black.
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Clint had just looked over at Darcy, when she fell. "The fuck?" He muttered, ducking slightly to catch her. "Help." He said it louder, and the avengers looked over. They all looked a little freaked out.
"What's wrong with her?" Tony asked as they all advanced to where Clint was holding her up with his arms.
"You know, Tony, I totally asked for help because I knew what's going on. I don't know, Tony!"
"Pissy," Tony muttered.
Clint layed Darcy down on the couch, looking over to Jane as soon as she was down. He raised his eyebrow at her and she shook her head.
"Do you need any help, Agent Barton?" JARVIS asked.
"Yes, do a full body scan on her and make sure that she isn't dying."
They waited a few minutes before the scan was done. "Miss Lewis does not seem to be dying, Agent Barton."
He sighed, JARVIS was an angel. Sent from Heaven. "What's wrong with her then?"
"She seems to have fainted because she is on her menstrual cycle. She is just a little anemic at the moment. She will live."
"Thanks, Jarv." Tony said. "Are we wanting to leave her out here?"
"No. She has a room, might as well use it." Steve said, already moving towards the hallway.
Everyone looked at Clint. "What? Oh. Yeah, not happening. Sorry, but no." The glare that he got in return from Natasha made mutter a "fine." He hooked his arms under Darcy's knees and behind her shoulders, surprised at how light she felt, and followed Tony to her room. Which happened to be next to his. Matchmaker? Oh hell no. I can do it all by myself. I do not need Tony Stark's help. Tony showed him into the room, then left.
When Clint was 100% sure that Tony was gone, he whispered, "J? If she asks how she got in here, make sure that she knows that I did it."
"Will do, Agent Barton." Clint leaned over and kissed Darcy's forehead lightly before going to his own room, thinking about Darcy and the idea that Tony was playing matchmaker.
Hell no. Clint likes Darcy but he doesn't know her. Not yet.
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Uggghhhhh, Darcy thought. Her head was pounding, her back felt like it was on fire and her- hold up. When in the all hell did I fall asleep in my room?
"JARVIS? When did I get in here?" She had to wait a moment before receiving an answer.
"Agent Barton carried you into your room when you passed out at the party last night, Miss Lewis."
"I'm sorry, but what!? Barton CARRIED me in here? Oh, shit. Why did I pass out?"
"You fainted due to your menstrual cycle. You had the avengers very worried, Miss Lewis."
"Do they know that's why I passed out?" She barely heard JARVIS say a quiet yes before she was ranting, "Ohmygod! That has got to be the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened in the history of ever!"
"Should I inform everyone that you are awake?"
"NO!" Darcy Lewis has never been embarrassed like this before. Never.
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When Darcy made her way into the kitchen, Tony started laughing. That is until Steve, Natasha, Bruce and Pepper glared at him and Thor threw his cup at Tony, yelling "Another!"
"Goddamn, Thor. What is your problem? We run out of pop-tarts?"
"No, Friend Stark. I wish for you to cease your amusement over Lady Darcy at once." Thor made it sound like a direct order more than a wish. Steve nodded his agreement. Bruce just blushed while Natasha and Pepper shot Darcy sympathetic glances.
"Sorry about last night..." Tony waved off the comment, not caring about that really. Tony, for some reason, feels extremely protective of Darcy.
"Nah. You ok though?" That was the second time Tony had asked her. He must really care.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
AN: This is probably a two-shot, not ending it there. Dunno yet. Please review, God bless all.