I'M BACK! Ya I know its been a while and I'm sorry for that but after one computer dying, technical problems with my new computer, and the craziness that comes with starting college I'm ready to finish this story. This chapter is the beginning of a longer chapter I had planned but I couldn't leave you guys with nothing. Once I find a way to do the next chapter so that I like it the rest is simple because its been planned since the beginning.

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Last we left the gang, Bruce had tricked S.H.I.E.L.D. into only capturing him, so that Clint, Natasha, Tony, and Steve could stop Felix and his Russian mob from using the nuclear codes.

Maria Hill walked past the guard and into the interrogation room with a file in hand. She slammed the file down on the table and leant over it as she stared into the eyes of Bruce Banner. "Dr. Banner…" she began.

He sat their with a smug look on his face. "How are you Agent Hill?" he asked with the most sincere look.

Agent Hill was not looking to play any games. "Where are they?" The look in her eyes expressed the rage she felt inside.

"You seem angry. I could show you some breathing techniques…" he began sincerely, but it was clear by the look on her face that this woman would not put up with his attempts at humor.

Yet instead of lashing out at the screaming man she hesitated for a moment. She glanced over to the guard by the door and nodding at him. Without a word, the man walked out the door and shut it. Agent Hill then turned her back to Dr. Banners, and gave a signal to the camera in the upper corner of the room. The red light that was lit on the camera immediately went out. With tho, she turned back to the doctor and sat down at the table.

"Before this all started you were looking for a re-location" she began, opening up the file in front of her. "I'd be willing to look past your part in all this and give you exactly what you want." Bruce watched her silently. She was looking him straight in the eye, seemingly telling him that she was not lying. "I myself would handle everything and I alone would have the knowledge of where you were transferred to. We would not follow any of your movements from then on going forward." She flipped a page in the file before flipping it to show Bruce was what written. "You would also receive a generous compensation for your time spent working with us," she began, before pulling a picture out of the file and sliding it to Bruce "as well as access to a private communication line with a certain General's daughter."

Bruce froze. He looked down to the picture, memories flashing in his mind all at once. After a minute of complete silence, Agent Hill finally spoke again, this time in a very gentle tone. "We would never bother you again. You may be a menace to society… a pariah among the people you care about… but one thing I know about you doctor is that you are good. You don't deserve to be here but you are and now I need you to do what's right." Bruce looked up at her. His eyes were watering and his face was unreadable. "This is your last chance Dr. Banner. Where are they?"

"Are we all clear on the plan?" Steve asked from the back of the jet.

"Crystal. We'll be passing over the base in approximately two minutes." Clint answered, focused on the controls. Natasha sat as his co-pilot, although neither had made any attempt to look at the other.

Tony, riding in the back with Steve and the tied up Ivan, stood at Clint's answer. "Good. That gives us just enough time to make everything clear."

Clint, realizing Stark was addressing him personally, stood and turned to face the man. "Let's hear it." he said, arms crossed.

Tony waited a moment to speak before stepping closer to Clint to make sure he would hear every word. "We've got enough variables to account for. You can't be Mr. Unpredictable." The mere sound of these words coming from Tony's mouth to address Clint made Natasha feel awkward. Tony continued in a less hostile manner. "I can forgive everything that's happened up to this point. You were in a tough spot and you reacted… It was a batshit, crazy reaction, but hey, we're not dead yet. You can either be a part of this team, and follow the Captain's plan, or you can keep the lone wolf skit going and we'll all be dead in an hour, along with most of the world. What's it gonna be Barton?"

Clint's looked hard at Tony for a split second before speaking while closing the short distance between them. "You know Stark I've always thought of you as being ninety-eight percent flash, two percent substance… I was right." The two men were face to face now. Clint's hard expression suddenly turned into a slight smile. "But the two percent… I like it." Clint stuck his hand out and a second late Tony's met it in a handshake between the men.

"Approaching the base." came Natasha's voice from the front of the jet. Clint immediately turned and went back to the main controls.

"Natasha, you're up." Steve ordered. "Radio us when you touch down. Remember, first priority is to shut down the missiles." Natasha stood from her seat and took a step towards the back of the jet, but was stopped when Clint's hand grabbed her arm.

She turned her head to look at him and for the first time since they had boarded the jet, their eyes met. "Hey," Clint whispered, "be careful."

After a moment Clint let go. "You too." Natasha replied as she walked away.

Moments later Natasha leapt from the back of the jet with a parachute on her back, leaving the men aboard.

Once she was gone, Clint, now steering the jet again, turned his head slightly to address Steve and Tony. "Thank you both."

"For what?" Steve asked.

"Neither of you or Bruce had any reason to help me or Natasha." It seemed hard for Clint to admit this. Especially with the sounds of Ivan's moaning in the background. "Even after everything that's happened, you still trust me, and that means a lot… Also, Stark finally used my actual name." he said with a smile. Steve and Tony couldn't help but smile as well. "Now would somebody shut him up?"

"Sure thing, Tweety." Stark replied with a nudge on Clint's shoulder.

There was a beep from the control motor in front of Clint. He looked back to the Captain. Steve stood and looked to the two men. "Time to suit up."

I know its short. I'm working on more but I had to get something up for you guys. Its great to be back! Hope you like what I have in stored! Its gonna get real good!