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Clint had been assigned to an op a month into Pepper's protection detail. Coulson had offered him a chance at field work and he jumped on it. They were going back to do recon on the mission that cost Natasha her life and he wasn't going to sit out on that. He was on board from the moment Coulson came to him. He told Pepper that someone else would be filling in on her detail for him for a few weeks. He did feel a bit bad about leaving her, but he had go to figure this out. He had to get a look at the people that killed Tasha. They couldn't just slide by unpunished. He still felt like he was abandoning Pepper though. She had been nice to him. She made him feel comfortable even when he protested quite vocally to hating that assignment at first
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There was actually a good reason for the door being unlocked: Pepper left it that way. There wasn't any agent posted inside, either. Again, because of Pepper. She had sent them out. Surprisingly, they listened. Pepper had made a good argument in order to keep SHIELD out of her hair. With agents posted outside her door and outside her window, there wasn't anyone to be getting in with anyone knowing about it. And truthfully, with Vanko killed Pepper didn't see much use in having someone around at all--but it seemed to give Tony reassurance. Because who knows when someone might go after him again.
She told him that she was through and she meant it this time. Worrying about if Tony was going to die whenever he went out, worrying about what might happen to herself if someone caught them by surprise again, running the company, and Tony not telling her that he was dying. And he had told her that when she was already at her wit's end and he was trying not to die for other reasons. Her health couldn't take this life anymore
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Coulson had briefed him slightly about the stuff he had missed on his mission. It seemed like things had gone a little sideways at the Stark Expo. Clint was supposed to be working that and he did kick himself a few times on the way over to the apartment. He was supposed to be there, but he ran off to another country. He had a very good reason, but he still felt responsible. It would have been just as easy for him to blame Tony for all that trouble, but he didn't think the Tin Man actively sought out that crap. It came to his doorstep and he was battling it. He was still pompous and super obnoxious, but he could pretend that didn't exist through sheer power of will. It just took a little concentration
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"Fell out or jumped out?" Another destructive man who could be cocky and not see his own limitations. "You know you weren't ready for whatever you were doing. Probably weren't yet thinking straight." She was getting a little haughty and letting her anger come through. There was so much anger, not all directed at Clint, though. Most of it she was holding back. Clint just proved to be as good as person as any to direct her anger toward. She had given Tony an earful too, and some members of her detail, before she turned the conversation to a thorough explanation as to why their services would be no longer required inside of her apartment. They were allowed to be anywhere else, just not inside. She didn't even have to threaten to yell at them, though her voice was already raised.
"I kicked him out." And if he wasn't going to answer her questions, she wasn't going to give him the courtesy of telling him what he wanted to know.
He wasn't entirely certain why, but he got just a touch defensive when she accused him of jumping out of a perfectly good helicopter. He wasn't Tony. He didn't have the Iron Man suit that let him fly. He was still very much a normal guy. "If you must know they opened fire on us during our extraction. Helicopter became unstable and I lost my hold. Had to use one of my grappling arrows. Complete with a steel cable." He held up his bandaged hands which basically told her that he had torn them up holding on for dear life so he didn't fall and pretty much die. If the fall didn't kill him then the guys down below would have
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"Who was opening fire on you?" One of the quickest ways to stop her anger in its tracks is to tell her or show her the dangers that you've faced. Bullets. She hated bullets. She gasped and pulled back when she saw his bandaged hands. "Well." She swallowed hard and bit on her lower lip. "I'm glad you're alive. Why are you here when you're still recovering? Did you make Coulson send you back out?" She knew Barton was using work as a way to avoid things. It was pretty easy for her to see that. He needed some kind of activity to keep him from going bored, or probably from going super depressed. She wasn't sure what a super depressed Barton would be like. Would he shut himself on the range? In some ways, she felt like she knew him well, but there was still a great deal that he kept at arm's length
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"Classified, but they weren't good guys. They weren't looking to be my friend." He probably wouldn't have told her if he could though. It wasn't information he really wanted her to have. She was like a head shrink sometimes. This is why hanging out with SHIELD agents was the better option. They understood that need to compartmentalize everything if they had to. They didn't click their tongue at you for holding in your feelings concerning a death or shake their hand at your need to get vengeance. They understood because they would do the same thing. Spending time around civilians earned you a lot of pathetic looks that made Clint's stomach to flip flops
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"People who shoot at you are never good guys." She stopped herself from rolling her eyes this time. Barton could be a bit dense. Her eyes went to his chest. Fully dressed, except for his wrapped hands and the bruises on his face, he looked fine enough. She couldn't tell there was anything going on with his ribs.
"Cleared and came back to me. I thought you would have asked for a different assignment, even though you're right. I thought you wanted to do something else besides watching over me?" The truth was she missed him too. She had grown used to him being around her all of the time.
Pepper began to zone out when he started talking about what the bad guys could do to her, but she did hear the very last part. "Good thing I'm through with all of it," she muttered and crossed her arms. "I told him that. Life's been crazy for two years. I'm done."
"You'd be surprised how many people shoot at me and still manage to stay on my good side." Being a SHIELD agent kind of put you in strange positions. Clint didn't hate his job though. It got messy and violent, but that was all Clint was good at. He was good with violence and catastrophes. They kind of were his area. He could cause a panic in a crowd from a long ways away with just his sniper rifle. He wasn't scared of falling out of a helicopter. It hurt like a motherfucker, but that could all be sorted out with pain pills and a lot of napping. Also booze. It really did help make things a lot better when you got off a mission
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She told him that she was through and she meant it this time. Worrying about if Tony was going to die whenever he went out, worrying about what might happen to herself if someone caught them by surprise again, running the company, and Tony not telling her that he was dying. And he had told her that when she was already at her wit's end and he was trying not to die for other reasons. Her health couldn't take this life anymore ( ... )
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"I kicked him out." And if he wasn't going to answer her questions, she wasn't going to give him the courtesy of telling him what he wanted to know.
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"Cleared and came back to me. I thought you would have asked for a different assignment, even though you're right. I thought you wanted to do something else besides watching over me?" The truth was she missed him too. She had grown used to him being around her all of the time.
Pepper began to zone out when he started talking about what the bad guys could do to her, but she did hear the very last part. "Good thing I'm through with all of it," she muttered and crossed her arms. "I told him that. Life's been crazy for two years. I'm done."
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