FIC: Thicker Than Water (6/7) - Brothers 'verse
Title: "Thicker Than Water - Chapter 6/7"
Fandom: The Avengers/The Bourne Legacy
Characters: Clint Barton, Aaron Cross, Phil Coulson, mentions of Natasha Romanoff and Marta Shearing
Pairings: background Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff, background Aaron Cross/Marta Shearing
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2088 words
Genre: Family / Adventure / Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: some language, movie grade violence, blood, mention of canonical child abuse (non-sexual) in later chapters
Summary: Aaron and Clint learned of each other’s existence a few months ago when Natasha brought Aaron and Marta into SHIELD on Fury’s behest. Now the brothers go on a mission together and get to really know each other when faced with a struggle for survival.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story, though I would like to appreciate a Clint and an Aaron of my own, thank you!
Author's notes: This fic was written for a prompt by my friend soncnica, who asked for brotherly bonding after we watched The Avengers and The Bourne Legacy together :) I hope you like it, babe!
Lots of love to my betas!!! To anuna_81 for helping me figure out the characters. And to missm0neypenny, your comments cracked me up and made my day, thanks so much for your help fixing my grammar and for making sure the thing was readable. And a special thanks to venitinmentem for helping me stay sane and cheering me on.
You can read this chapter and all previous ones also on
FFN and AO3
Excerpt:
Minute tremors course through Clint’s muscles and he’s either cold or burning up and sweaty. He’s about to lose himself in his thoughts, not even the banter with Aaron enough to keep him in the here and now. His injured leg is throbbing, though the bandage is holding this time. His other leg is sore from limping, the strain traveling through his butt into his back and, if he’s honest with himself, it’s only Aaron’s strength and his own determination holding him up. Having Aaron with him is soothing, he’s reminding Clint more and more of Natasha the longer they are alone together. Same quick mind and inherent strength, though Aaron’s moral code seems more along Clint’s own than Natasha’s more flexible one.
Suddenly a small explosion from the direction they’re headed has Clint snapping his head up and finding his brother’s eyes.
“What the hell?” Clint breathes out as dust rains down on them from the ceiling.
Fandom: The Avengers/The Bourne Legacy
Characters: Clint Barton, Aaron Cross, Phil Coulson, mentions of Natasha Romanoff and Marta Shearing
Pairings: background Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff, background Aaron Cross/Marta Shearing
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2088 words
Genre: Family / Adventure / Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: some language, movie grade violence, blood, mention of canonical child abuse (non-sexual) in later chapters
Summary: Aaron and Clint learned of each other’s existence a few months ago when Natasha brought Aaron and Marta into SHIELD on Fury’s behest. Now the brothers go on a mission together and get to really know each other when faced with a struggle for survival.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story, though I would like to appreciate a Clint and an Aaron of my own, thank you!
Author's notes: This fic was written for a prompt by my friend soncnica, who asked for brotherly bonding after we watched The Avengers and The Bourne Legacy together :) I hope you like it, babe!
Lots of love to my betas!!! To anuna_81 for helping me figure out the characters. And to missm0neypenny, your comments cracked me up and made my day, thanks so much for your help fixing my grammar and for making sure the thing was readable. And a special thanks to venitinmentem for helping me stay sane and cheering me on.
You can read this chapter and all previous ones also on
FFN and AO3
Excerpt:
Minute tremors course through Clint’s muscles and he’s either cold or burning up and sweaty. He’s about to lose himself in his thoughts, not even the banter with Aaron enough to keep him in the here and now. His injured leg is throbbing, though the bandage is holding this time. His other leg is sore from limping, the strain traveling through his butt into his back and, if he’s honest with himself, it’s only Aaron’s strength and his own determination holding him up. Having Aaron with him is soothing, he’s reminding Clint more and more of Natasha the longer they are alone together. Same quick mind and inherent strength, though Aaron’s moral code seems more along Clint’s own than Natasha’s more flexible one.
Suddenly a small explosion from the direction they’re headed has Clint snapping his head up and finding his brother’s eyes.
“What the hell?” Clint breathes out as dust rains down on them from the ceiling.