Dana grunted slightly as she landed on her hands and the balls of her feet. Trickshot took her under his wing just months ago, but Dana was already ready. Her training went quickly and she never had reason to second guess herself. Her aim with a bow and arrow was nearly perfect, and her acrobatic skills kept her light on her feet.

  She hurries around the corner, clad in black. Trickshot's lessons had ended, tonight being their final 'meeting'; making her sneak back to her tent. As she got closer, she heard the faint sound of her friend, Nelly, snoring away. That meant she wasn't up to catch Dana sneaking in.

  Dana swiftly enters the small tent she and her friend share. She smirks as she sees Nelly stretched out across her cot, still lightly snoring. 'Thank god she's a heavy sleeper,' Dana thinks as she begins to take off her black combat boots.

  She stripped off her midnight leggings along with her leather jacket, leaving her with her jet black tank before she slips on her pajama shorts. She slides into her sleeping bag on the opposite side of the small tent of Nelly, still snoring away. Dana lets her mind wander back to the events of tonight, before slowly drifting off to sleep.

-

  "No! No! No!" Trickshot nearly shouts as Dana missed her target by two inches, yet again. He wanted it to be perfect... He needed her to be perfect. It had been so much easier to train Clint; but Dana... Dana needed more work, and he didn't have time. Dana knows why he's frustrated with her. She walks over to her practice target and pulls the arrow out of the dummy's arm.

  "I'm sorry. I'll do better. I- I think I blinked as I released," she adds hastily, moving back to her mark.

  "Stop," he says, walking over to her. He carefully pries the bow from her grasp. "We will continue tomorrow," he says gently. "Get some rest. You're going to need your strength."

-

  Dana shifts uncomfortably in her sleeping bag as she remembers her failed attempt to hit the target spot on. That had been three weeks ago, and her aim was practically perfect now, but she kept thinking about that night. 'Maybe I'm not ready for this,' she thinks as her mind wanders. She keeps her eyes shut tightly as she begins to drift into another memory.

-

  "Clint. Where are Mommy and Daddy?" an eight year old, Dana Barton, asks her brother. Her big brown eyes are full of confusion as she tugs at his arm to get his attention.

  Clint looks down sadly at the little girl clutching his hand. "Mom and Dad are in a far away place, and we won't see them for a very long time..." he explains slowly. "But I want you to know, they are in a good place. Okay, Dani?"

  "Will we see them again?" she asks as he crouches down to her eye level.

  "Someday..."

-

  Dana woke up suddenly as she felt someone poke her.

  "Rise 'n' shine, Sleeping Beauty!" Nelly practically yells as he tries to wake Dana up. "Another day of craziness ahead! Time to entertain the customers of Caldwell's Traviling Circus!"