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Chapter Two

Carter stared blankly at her father. She didn't know exactly what to say, or what to do. She had played this very moment in her brain, she thought of everything that could happen. Her father kicking her out, them hugging, even to him pulling an arrow on her. Nothing her imagination could conjure up could bring her to this very moment and her father not moving an inch. "Carter, what are you doing back here?" He asked. His voice was neutral, so she knew she wasn't in any trouble yet.

"My boss sent me here to interview Hawkeye, I can't really say no when my boss tells me something to do." She shrugged as she folded her arms across her chest. Out of the corner of her eye she could see happy tears rolling down her mother's face. This made her feel guilty, but she quickly had to burry those feelings down deep inside of her.

"Is that so? And when your father says to not leave then that is precedence for a 'no'?" He asked.

"Clint," Laura sighed at her husband.

"I'm not doing this interview, you're going to have to find yourself another avenger to interview. Since you want nothing to do with us, I'm not doing it." He spoke.

"If I can be of assistance-"Pietro spoke from behind her.

"Oh shove it Speedy, I'm going to bed," Clint groaned.

"Its 2 in the afternoon." Lila spoke with a puzzled look on her face.

"Oh you know, sometimes dad needs a nap." He spoke before looking at Carter and making his way upstairs. Carter remained completely silent as she looked down to the ground.

"Come on, let's get you some coffee." The assuring voice of her mother rang in her ears. Carter nodded and followed her mom into the kitchen, well it could have gone worse. She would rate it as an okay. As she got into the kitchen, she found herself a stool and sat down on it. Her blue eyes followed her mother as she seemed to dance around the kitchen when making coffee. Lila got up on one side of her and Pietro the other. She found her trail of vision looking towards the man sitting next to her.

Who was he exactly?

Laura put out three cups in front of each of them and filled them up with coffee. Of course, Lila got the least, and the most milk and sugar in hers. At the Barton household you learned to drink coffee at a very young age.

Carter took a sip of her coffee and let out a soft sigh. "He misses you, you know that, right?" Laura asked her eldest daughter.

"Then how come he doesn't act like it?" Carter asked. As much as she knew everyone else was tired of this, she was most of all.

"He's been through a lot since you've left. There is a lot I haven't told you about what has happened. It isn't really something that you would say on the phone," Laura explained, looking from her daughter to Pietro, then back. "And to be honest I was hoping he would tell you.

The eldest daughter scoffed, "Right, like that is going to happen." She took another sip of her coffee. There was something about drinking coffee in her childhood home that made her realize even more how much she missed it here, even if she would deny it until the day she died.

"Please, just be patient with him, a lot is going on with him right now." Her mother spoke.

"Why do you always take his side, can't you see my side for once?" Carter questioned tilting her head to the side. Laura looked at her daughter.

"Don't make this about sides, please." She spoke in a firmer tone. "Just try and enjoy being home while you're here." She trailed off. Carter's brows furrowed slightly, something wasn't right in the tone of her voice. There was something that she was keeping from her.

"So, where is little Nathaniel?" Carter asked.

"He is sleeping. That little man does not like sleeping," Pietro spoke from next to her. She glanced at him.

"And how long have you been here?" She asked.

"A year and a half, almost two years." Laura spoke. Carter looked to her mother and raised her brows.

"And how come you didn't mention him either?" She took another sip of her coffee. Laura looked to Pietro almost wondering what he was going to say.

"I was sick when I first came here. It was uncertain if I was going to live." He spoke. "I did not know how long I would be here."

Her head nodded and she remained silent for a few moments, she didn't know how to respond to this. She supposed that she didn't really know what when on while she was away. "I'm glad you're okay." She spoke. Carter didn't know this man, but it was obvious that he made an impression on her family. She was silent for a few moments before she stood up. "I'll be back, I promise." She told her mother before leaving the back door and heading outside, Lila followed behind her elder sister. She went directly into the barn where her father had an archery range set up. She grabbed the bow and quickly loaded it, letting out some of her frustration.

"Where did she go?" Pietro asked once he heard the door close.

"Outside into the barn." Laura spoke as if it was nothing. "To the archery range. Her and Clint are a lot more alike than they think." She told him before taking a sip of her coffee.

Pietro was silent for a few moments, trying to figure out why this girl was so intriguing to him. "And does she know? What happened to her?" He asked receiving a stern look from Laura.

"No, and she won't until Clint helps her to remember. You can't tell her what happened. Carter can't find out."

The rest of the night went by smoothly. Carter and her father didn't butt heads, in fact they didn't speak to each other much at all. So far things were fine. Carter finally was able to meet her youngest brother and they were bonding quite well. He was learning to speak so his words were limited to 'mama' and 'dady', occasionally there would be a 'what that'. But other than that he seemed to run wherever he went. When Clint and Laura went upstairs to put the kids to bed, Carter turned to Pietro. "How are things here, really?" She asked him. She was sitting on the couch and he was on the chair nearby.

"They are fine. They do miss you. I know you have heard enough of it, but it is true." He spoke to her, giving her a small smile. "I lost my parents at a young age. I have many regrets because they left me too soon, I don't want you to make that same mistake." He spoke. She looked at him, his words were sinking and playing in her mind. After several moments of silence, she spoke.

"Can you help me bring in my things from my car?" She asked, his head nodded.

"Of course." He told her before getting up and following her to the car. She unlocked her car and grabbed her duffle bags and handed him two smaller bags that were presents to her younger siblings. She walked back into her home and to her old room. She opened the door. "I do not think-" She heard Pietro say, but it was too late, the door to Carter's old room was open and her jaw dropped. All of her things had been packed in boxes, the only thing that was left was her bed.

"What the fuck is going on?" Carter asked much louder than she should have

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