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Some people just want to know what it's like.
To be able to feel and not get hurt
To love and not to fight
How many time do I wish that was the case that everybody would just leave me alone in my twisted mind. The people I have lost. The man that helped me through everything is dead what does that say about me. That I couldn't even resist the compulsion from that blasted cube. That my free will was taken away from me with nothing but a man in a costume with a glowing stick. To remember that my actions nearly destroyed New York, that I was powerless.
“Barton are you with us” Fury all but bellowed.
We'll shit, I did it again.
“Yer I'm here, what were we talking about”.
“The avengers moving into the tower… Like there is enough space and everything so that shouldn't be a problem…. What do you think katniss ” Tony smirked.
“W ait all of us, like all of the avengers".
“ Nah the man that lives on the moon called aven … Never mind yes all of us I'm renaming the tower to the avenger tower”.
“ Won't that just make us targets”.
“ Well Steve yer it might but it's my f**king tower so I get to name it what I want”.
“You're being unreasonable and childish this could paint targets on all of our backs, do you ever think…..”
“Yer I do think all the time that why I am the genius in the group".
“You don't know how to work with a team, you're too selfish, you only look after things that concern you” Steve yelled.
"And you don't think that the world concerns me, you are such a hypocrite Cap”.
The constant fighting was getting too much it felt like I was being sucked back into the grasps of the cubes hold.
“Ok” I whispered wanting them to finally stop fighting
“What?” Tony and Steve replied in unison.
“I said ok, I think it would be good to live together, but I go only if Nat goes” I say turning my head towards where Nat is sitting.
Turning her head to the side “ Yer I will go on one condition”.
Silence filled the room as everyo ne turned towards her. Making eye contact with everyone in the room and returning to look at me.
The look she gives me was unnerving “Clint doesn't have to go to psych everyday and that he is taken off probation or I don't go on anymore missions Director” Natasha says in a low calm voice turning her head towards Fury and staring him down.
“We don't know if the effects of the Tesseract have done any perm…”
“I don't care what you don't know those are my conditions” as Nat demanded cutting Fury off.