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“TOOOONNYYY!!” Bruce yelled when the bullet hit Clint, went through his body and left through Tony's back.
Mere seconds ago Tony had wrapped his arms around his lover for the first time since his assumed death, for the first time in nearly two years. Bruce couldn't hold back a smile, he was happy for them and he saw the same relief on his team mates faces. But then they had heard the shot and both men fell down in a pool of blood. Bruce hurried to their side together with Kate and Natasha while Steve and Thor turned to follow the attackers.
“Bruce?” Natasha asked nervously and Bruce had to admit he had never seen her as shaken as right now. Clint was her best friend and to get him back after all this time and then to lose him the next moment was too much, even for someone with Natasha's background and training. “Bruce, please,” she asked again after a second but then she knelt down beside Kate and cradled Clint's head in her lap.
Bruce pressed his hand onto Tony's chest while Kate held Clint's wounds closed.
“They are alive,” he pressed through his teeth. “I have no idea how but they are alive.”
Agent Jensen, the pilot, ran over to them.
“I've called for help, sir,” he said and stared at the two heavily bleeding men on the ground. Steve and Thor came back, both looked disgruntled and dirty.
“Are they...” Steve asked and when Bruce shook his head slightly he sighed with relief. “But how...”
“When Tony put his arms around him, Clint's knees gave in. Tony moved and grabbed him and I think that saved them,” Kate said quietly. Maybe her eyes weren't as good as Clint's but they were still far better than the rest of the teams. Of course she had seen those tiny details.
“Where's the fucking ambulance,” Natasha muttered and petted Clint's head. Bruce couldn't believe it. After nearly two years they finally found him and then someone shot at him and Tony. Blood trickled over Kate's and his hands and Tony became paler and paler. And Clint was losing lots of blood, too. Not as much as Tony since the bullet went only through his shoulder while it hit Tony close to his heart.
“I can hear them,” Steve suddenly said and all their heads moved in the same direction. Two ambulances came, stopped with squealing tires and only a few seconds later the EMT's ran over to them. Bruce told them what happened but when they took over he stepped back and let them do their job. After all, he wasn't a medical doctor. It took only a few minutes and they had Clint and Tony on stretchers and in the vans and with wailing sirens they took off.
The Avengers stayed back in the middle of the chaos. Burning cars, a hole in one of the streets and crying and confused people stared at them. More ambulances arrived to treat the injured but luckily no one has died. Steve straightened his back and went over to them while Bruce tried to wipe the blood on his hands off onto his shirt. He didn't care about it, he bought them in family size packages. He could throw it away without feeling bad.
Agent Jensen came to them and looked at the chaos. “A few teams are on their way but I guess the evil guys are gone,” he said.
Thor nodded slowly. “These cowards hid between the fleeing townsfolk. We could not discover them between the people.”
“Bastards,” Natasha muttered.
“We'll get them,” Kate said, a grim expression on her face and Bruce nodded.
“Of course we'll get them,” Steve, who came back, said and put his shield back onto his back. “They will pay for what they did to them.”
Bruce frowned at him. He had never seen Steve as angry as right now. “Right. But now I want to see how Clint and Tony are doing.”
“I can fly you to the hospital, sir,” Agent Jensen suggested. Bruce looked at Steve and finally, after a long moment, he nodded. The Avengers went to the waiting quinjet, Bruce went in and after a second Kate and Natasha followed him.
“We will follow you as soon as everything is resolved here. But please, let us know if something happens,” Thor said and together with Steve the two went back to help the people, together with the just arriving SHIELD-teams.