“Agent Barton has been compromised.” Nick Fury’s voice rang out through her earpiece. Natalia Hansen’s head popped out of her nest, her eyes widening. Clint. Loki. So that’s what all the fuss was about.

She slid down the rope, as her nest was much similar to Clint’s. They even stayed beside each other. She ran towards the detention floor. There, Clint was, jumping into Loki’s vehicle. “Clint!” her shout rang out through the floor.

His head snapped from the vehicle, as she desperately jumped onto him. “Clint, look at me! Please snap out of it!”

He let out a scoff, before pushing her outside. Loki still wasn’t here. She managed to clamber up once again, grabbing the back of his shirt, and pulling him down with her. She grunted as he landed on her. He straddled her, before landing a blow right to her face.

He wanted to land another one, but she grabbed his fist in time. “Clint! It’s me, Natalia. This is not you.” she pleaded weakly. He didn’t answer.

When she didn’t, she headbutted him easily. He frowned, before elbowing the side of her face. She kicked him by the hips, just as Loki grabbed the back of his shirt, dragging him away. I saw him step inside the vehicle, their eyes connecting for the last time.

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“I quit.” she mumbled, placing her badge on Nick Fury’s table. The darker man glanced at the badge, and then back to her.

“Is this about Barton?” Nick mumbled lowly underneath his breath. She didn’t answer, but walk out his office silently.