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Context Please Read: Unfortunately if you are on team cap you might not like this one. Because you will be playing for Team Tony. I'm sorry!

AN: I am only going to say this one more time, please please please don't roll play in the comments. Even if it's short or you think it's funny. I will be deleting those comments. I'm really sorry, I'm not usually this touchy about things but this is really bothering me a lot.

One Shot 28

Retirement is amazing, you have all the time in the world to do whatever you damn well please. Clint and I have been spending our time remodeling our farm house, and suiting the property to our liking. We may even get horses next month!

This morning I woke up to a phone call from my friend Natasha. Clint was still sound asleep, so I got up and took the call down stairs.

"Nat? It's 4 in the morning, what could possibly be important enough to call me now?" I sat down in what will be our living room, someday.

"I'm sorry (y/n) but this is important," she said "I need you to come in,"

"Nat, I-" you started

"(Y/n), Steve has gone awol. He's completely irrational, we need your help," she said.

I sighed heavily, and rested my head back against the wall. "I really don't want to leave. I'm so happy here Nat.... But, I've got a feeling this is for the good of the world and all that. So send over a QJ and I'll help out," you relented.

"Thank you (y/n)," she said "The QJ is taking off now, I'll see you tonight,"

We hung up, and I crawled back into bed. I spent the next day, covertly tossing some thing I would need into a duffel.

Lucky for me Clint got a phone call around 2, which gave me time to run about the house like a mad woman to grab more obvious things I would need. I zipped up my bag and slid it under the bed for later just as he came back into the house.

Our days went about normally, until I got a text from the QJ, it was hovering out of sight and earshot from the house. Now I would have to figure out how to get out of the house without telling my dearly beloved.

After dinner Clint kissed my head and told me he wasn't feeling good, and that he was going to sleep in the spare bedroom.

Now I felt a little bad for leaving... But I had to, so I wrote a quick note and taped it to the refrigerator.

I got called in for a business trip, didn't want you to worry. Love you loads
~(y/n)
And with that I left.

I slept on the plane, knowing that I would have to be at full strength when I landed. Tony and Nat greeted me on the Tarmac.

Nat told me that about what had happened in the last few days, and if I'm perfectly honest, I was down right worried about Steve.

Tony told us that Steve and his little group were at an airport in Berlin, and that we could intercept them there.

When we got there, things didn't go down quite like we wanted them to.

I watched from a concealed hiding place, until an arrow came flying into view to cut the spider webs holding Steve's hands.

I sprang from my hiding place, and joined Nat, Tony, and Colonel Rhodes.

My archer, stepped out into to daylight and looked at me with an amused expression.

"Hi Clint," Tony said nonchalantly

"Hey man," he replied with the same lack-of-shitgiving

Before I knew it, all the pent up anger and overreacting to what was going burst into one big fight.

At one point I turned around and was fighting Clint. Not much different from when we spar.

"Ring ring," he said dodging my punch

"(Y/n) soon to be Barton here, this is (y/n)" you replied, a little out of breath from the fighting.

"Hey babe, how's your business trip going?"

"Pretty good, it's a little warm in where ever the fuck I am right now," you ducked from his lunge.

"Good, good. You think you're gonna be home by tomorrow night?"

"Hard to say, love. You never know how these business deals are going to go,"

"True true," he replied.

I moved away from fighting Clint, and somehow got on the wrong side of the Ant Man. Just when I thought I had him he flipped me over and flung me through the air.

The last thing I remember was hitting the side of the plane, and hitting the ground before passing out entirely.

When I woke up, I was on a crisp white hospital bed. I groaned and felt the pounding in my head. Tony sat in a chair at the foot of my bed.

"Hey giggles," he said

"What's new in the world big man?" I pushed myself up to get a better look at him. He had a pretty good shiner.

"Well Rhodey is paralyzed from the waist down," he said

"Well that fucking sucks. Anything else I should know about?" I asked trying to get up. Tony stood and pushed me back down into the pillows.

"Please (y/n), just stay down. There's something you gotta know," he said.

"Spit it out Tony, I'm too tired to deal with your antics," I warned.

"(Y/n). Steve and his buddy Bucky got away. They're gone,"

"You don't mean they're dea-"

"No. No of course not. But they're not coming back," he said.

"What about Clint? And Sam and Wanda?" I questioned. He didn't answer.

"Anthony Stark you answer me, right now,"

"They're on the RAFT," he finally said.

"They're what!" I screamed "how long have they been there? Have you even tried to get them out?"

"Of course I tried," he said. "There's nothing I can do,"

"How," I growled "can there possibly be nothing you can do!"

"We so goddamn luck we aren't in one of those cells right now. Especially me, I have no wiggle room right now. There is nothing I can do!" He shouted.

We didn't say anything for a long moment, and a tear slid down my cheek.

"I didn't know this was going to happen. This was never my intention," he said.

"I need to go see him," I said.

"When you're cleared by your doctor, of course," he said.

"No. I need to see him now," I said.

"(Y/n), he would never forgive me if I let you leave this bed before you were back to full strength," he said

"And you think he's going to forgive you for leaving him in that place?" I said coldly.

"I am trying to making things better. This is the most I can do for him right now," He said sadly. I knew he was right. If they're on the RAFT, there's not a damn thing we can do. And taking care of me really is the only thing Tony can do for him. So, I laid back into the pillows and let a few more silent tears run down my cheeks.

AN: Just in case you don't know, the RAFT is a prison for superpowered villains in the Marvel universe. It's basically Guantanamo Bay. Terrible conditions, and life sentences only. It is an insult that they are keeping Heroes there. WITHOUT DUE PROCESS AND TRIAL.
So I'm very upset by this.