Clint and Toni walked into the kitchen hand in hand after the party. "Come on," he said to her. "I want to show you something." He jumped up on the counter and held out a hand to help her up.

She smiled and took his hand. "What are you showing me?" she asked.

"I am going to show you my super secret hideout," he replied with a smile.

She joined Clint on the counter and he gave her a boost into the hole in the ceiling. The space above the tiles was a lot larger than she had anticipated; she could almost stand up straight in there.

Clint joined her momentarily and smiled, even though she could barely see him. He leaned over and flicked a switch, turning on a long string of Christmas lights. He grabbed her hand and lead her down the corridor until they reached a large opening. Clint flipped another switch and more lights came on, illuminating a living space.

"I put this up here not long after I moved into Avengers tower. I didn't feel comfortable being so exposed in a bedroom, so I moved everything up here."

"So you made a nest in the rafters?" she asked.

"No, it's not a nest," he said quickly. "It's a hideout directly above my bedroom."

Toni looked around, taking in everything there. He had photographs and cutouts along the 'walls' and come clothes strewn about the 'floor.' In the middle of it all was a make-shift mattress that looked well-worn.

"Why do you have this old thing?" she asked as she sat on his bed of sorts.. "I'm sure my dad would buy a new one for your nest if you asked."

Clint sighed. "It's not a nest," he said while trying not to smile. "It's a hideout, a living area, anything and everythingexcept a nest."

Toni giggled. "Right."

He sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "You really do look beautiful in that dress," he said sweetly.

"And you look pretty spiffy yourself in that tux," she replied. She took one final look around the room and smiled. "I really like your nest, too. It's very nice."

Clint sighed and went to retaliate, but stopped himself. Instead, he smiled. "Thanks," he said sincerely.

He leaned closer so their noses were almost touching. Toni knew, finally, what this meant. She leaned in as well, placing her lips to his gently. His hands moved to her face, placing one on either side, as he leaned in further and making the kiss deeper. She moved her hands to his hair, entangling her fingers in his dark blonde hair. Clint moaned in pleasure and pushed closer. A simple kiss had escalated to a make-out session.

Toni adjusted herself so she was on his lap, still kissing him. Clint slowly moved one hand down her neck until he reached her shoulder where he stayed for a moment. They continued to kiss passionately and Clint took this as a sign to continue. His hand tugged gently at the strapless yellow dress just above her breast and he moved his hand to some of her now exposed skin.

"Mmm, Clint?" she mumbled. When he didn't stop, she raised her voice a little bit. "Clint, please stop."

Clint squeezed her breast and she pushed him away quickly.

"I said, stop!" she shouted at him. Her heart was racing and his breathing was ragged. Tears started to well up in her eyes and she began crying.

"Oh, Toni, I'm sorry," he said quietly. He stood and walked closer. "I should've stopped, I'm sorry." Clint reached out to her to put an arm on her shoulder. "I should've listened to you."

Toni flinched away from his touch and looked at him in shock. Without saying another word, she walked down the corridor and jumped down onto the kitchen counter. As she was leaving the kitchen, her father entered, looking pleased.

"Hey, Toni," he said happily. "Do you want to go down to the lab and-"

"Sorry. Got to go to bed. G'nite," she mumbled as she pushed past the billionaire.

He watched her walk hastily to her bedroom with concern. She slammed the door behind her just as Clint hopped down from the opening.

"Tony, have you seen Toni?" he asked.

Tony spun around and looked at Clint who seemed to be in a major hurry. "Why? What did you do to her?"

Clint held up his hands in self-defense. "Look, Tony, let's not get too ahead of ourselves. I didn't mean to hurt her."

"You hurt my daughter?!" he shouted as he grabbed the archer and pinned him up against the wall. "What the hell did you do, you asshole?!"

"What's going on here?" CJ asked, suddenly concerned.

"Antoinette is upset and Tony is overreacting."

Tony let go of Clint only to punch him in the face. "I'm not overreacting, you son of a bitch! You hurt my only daughter!"

"Both of you need to calm your tits," CJ said almost angrily. "Clint, what happened between you and Antoinette?"

Clint sighed and looked cautiously at Tony. "I don't want to talk about it with Tony here."

"You raped her?!" Tony shouted in rage. "I'll kill you!"

Tony lunged for Clint, only to have Thor grab him and hold him back. "Man of Iron," Thor shouted. "This will not solve anything! You need to calm down."

"I didn't rape her!" Clint shouted. "Get your damn facts straight!"

"Archer," Loki started. "There is no need to yell. You too need to calm down."

"I ought to kill you!" Clint shouted. "Where the hell have you been all her life?!"

Clint lunged for Tony, only to have Loki hold him back.

"Both of you need to stop!" CJ shouted. "This won't solve anything, like Thor said. Just tell me exactly what happened."

Clint sighed and hung his head. "We were making out and she asked me to stop, but I didn't. She just got really touchy and upset and I didn't know why. She stormed out of my room without an explanation."

Tony looked at Clint like a murderous dog. "So it is your fault," he said accusingly.

"I didn't mean to hurt her, Tony!" he shouted. "There wasn't an issue for a while. She kept kissing me and I thought she was okay with it."

Thor, still holding onto Tony, spoke up. "Perhaps you did something new that she did not like."

"My brother is right," Loki added. "Did you do anything...unruly?"

Clint's breath hitched and he looked at Tony sheepishly, then dropped his gaze. "I, um, kind of...ya know...felt her up."

"What is this 'fe-'"

"You felt up my daughter?!" Tony shouted.

The two men tried lunging for each other once again, when Pamplemousse walked into the kitchen looking slightly frightened.

"Guys?" she said quietly. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the girl standing in the doorway. "Why is Toni crying?"