Maria didn't question it anymore, having Clint sleep next to her. It was something they had fallen into, first when they'd started having sex, but now sometimes they just slept. It felt good, to hold him close, to have his heart beat and steady breathing as simple lullaby. He comforted her when she felt like she was going to start tearing her hair
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"Clint?" she called, rolling over to try and find him. She squinted, rubbing her eyes and pushing herself up a little. She found him in the middle of the room with his gun pointed into open air. "Clint!"
She sprung into action, finding her gun on the bedside table and rolled out of bed. her first instinct was that if Clint felt the need to have his gun, she had better damn well be ready. "What is it, Clint? What do you see?"
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She stepped forward and pushed his gun-arm up, aiming it away from her, a small panic rising up in her. This was like when he'd been taken, almost. All over again.
"Jesus Clint, what's going on?" she pleaded, not pulling away from him. She tried to knock the gun out of his hand. She could see now that it wasn't exactly the same. Clint had never been this shaken while under Loki's influence. In fact, she wasn't sure if she'd ever seen Clint like this.
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