Following Nat yeah, I get to call her that. I ask she even smiled at me, giving me all sort of idea with that smile of hers. After restrained the horny monster inside, I was both ecstatic and very confuse as to why The Black Widow was being so damn nice to me. Not wanting to pop open that can of worms just yet, I decided in following the flow and see where it lead.

Anyway just following such a legendary spy, the gains were massive. Just the ten minutes of spending time around each other, my posture had slowly change in mimicking her own movement. Almost all of my full focus was on her, it was amazing how much one can learn just by observing. It didn't take long for her to figure out what I was doing. 

The craziest part, was she was actually pointing out my mistake and telling me how to fix them. What the hell is going on! A fricking legendary spy, is giving me a fricking quick bare bone master class on spying. Looking up at the sky, I was wondering if there was going to be a pie falling down at some point.

"Were here, now lets see if you were paying attention. What have you notice?" She turn and cock her eyebrow up, her eyes lock on me waiting to see what I would do.

"Ok." Discretely observing my surrounding one last time, doing it like she had taugh me. Looking around I pointed out various hidding spots and possible boogies. 

Nodding she silently let me go on, until I had run down all the places I had mentally listed. "Not bad, but you miss a few things." 

As she was pointing out those few things, If I hadn't been paying close attention to her, I would've miss the shadow of a please grin. I had barely spot it, before blinking and it was gone. Well at least I knew that she wasn't disappointed at my performance.

"Right let go in, we can't be wasting any more time." She motion for me to follow, I was surprise on how much fun I had been having. Spending time with Natalia had been easy almost like are personality match. Of course, I was now wondering if this was some kind of play. If it was well I had fallen hook line and sinker for it.

She lead the way inside the building, to a room up on the fifth floor. After a series of knocks, she waited until she heard another series of knocks. Not a word was shared, opening the door she move to the side. As soon as I step past the door I froze, right infront of me was Clint Barton holding his bow with a arrow aim directly at my left eye.

One false move and I would have and arrow in my brain, unsure if my new ability would have me survive such damage. I wisely decided to gently lift my hands up in the classic signal of surrender.

"Barton, its okay his here to help." Natalia gently place a hand on his arm.

Wait, when did she get over there. Damn she's sneaky, didn't even notice her move. Now that I think about it, I didn't even notice Clint pulling his bow. Wasn't he s'oppose to be at death door? Taking a closer look, only now did I notice how pale and sweaty he look. His eyes were blood shoot, I could even taste the smell of pain along the toxic decay in the air. 

No he wasn't well, now that I was focusing on him. Whatever he was infected with, it was slowly killing him. Unfortunately unlike what Natalia and Clint hope, he had far less time then they thought. As I was sniffing out his condition, I began formulating a possible antidote. If all else failed, I was confident that something made base off of my body blood, could resolve his current problem.

"Are you sure? Is he clean." Clint said I could now hear the weakness and pain in his voice.

"She right, I'm here to help....I think that I may even be abel to cure you." As I spoke my mind was already working on various test for his poison blood, Both Clint and Natalia turn looking at me in surprise and curiosity.

"You haven't even examined him? How are you so confident that you can cure him?" Natalia narrowed her bleu eyes in suspicion. On the way here she had notice Braden almost supernatural sense, silently she was laying down all the facts in her head. It painted a surprising new picture, already having an idea. She waited to see what Braden would do, trust or hide.

"Not even a second inside and already you have an answer? Hey Nat, what did you say he does for a living again?" Clint cast a side eye to Natalia as he lowered the bow, I faintly registered him not putting his arrow back in his quiver, leaving it ready to fire at a moment notice.

For a moment I was kicking myself, I had gotten so comfy around Natalia, that I had slip up once more. I sigh internally as my rising pride was taking a beating. During my walk over, I was so happy at how well I was doing. Now I felt like a total noob, just a few moment ago I had been raising my noses up in air. Only to have some one punch me in the face.

Getting depress, I wanted nothing more then to crawl into a hole somewhere. All my self confidence about getting the undivided attention of a master spy, went down the drain as I felt like a right idiot noob. It like I had forgotten what I had just learned, sharing that information so quick was very sloopy on my part. 

After pondering on it a little bit, I realize that I had also stumble in a trap that Nat had place subconsciously. Making me feel comfortable around her made me lower my guard. She didn't do it to harm me, but I figure this was an almost automatic reaction in her daily life. Looked like I had alot of growing to do, if I ever wanted to avoid future agent get a one up on me.

Considering how I should answer, I calculated that Nat would or had already deducted from are time together. I figure I might as well reveal some parts of the truth. It was better then trying to lie out right, beside it would be good in building a foundation of trust between us.

"Sigh, yeah well for that its simple." Moving inside the room after closing the door, I made my way to the fridge in the kitchen. "You see their something I've been keeping secret from the world." Pulling the fridge out, I move behind toward the back to unplugging it. "I'm not just a plain old human, I'm a mutant." As I said that I lifted the fridge up, holding on to the handle I let go with my other hand.

Natalia and Clint had a surprise look on there face as they watch me hold the fridge up in the air with only one hand for a few second. Putting it back down, I replug it and slid it back in place.

"Well I guess, my lunch is probably in pieces with that display." Clint said with a small grin, right before he groan and drop to his knees, as sweat started pouring out in of his body in big drops.

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"Clint!" Natalia was by his side in seconds.

I watch in a mixture of surprise and curiosity as the poison ravage Clint body. Shaking myself out of my mad scientist mode, I move closer in order to take a good look at his condition.

"Nat, he can't stay here. We need to get him too my lab as quickly as possible. His body is shutting down way to fast." After a quick examination I was both baffled and impress. By all right he should be on ground barely abel to move and yet he was somehow still moving around. This was a type of person one doesn't want as their enemy, but would rejoice in having as a friend.

With a worried look on her face, she harden herself in a split second. "How long does he have, tell me."

Looking at her I notice Clint giving me a silent stare, it carried the same determination in knowing the truth no matter what.

"A few hours, best guess, six at most. You both are lucky that you came to me. I can cure Clint in about two or three hours at most."

I saw relief at my answer, looking at them I motion that we should go. Natalia nodded, as she got up saying that she needed to get their stuff and erase any trace that they were here. As she was getting busy packing, I took the time in sitting on the floor with Clint, getting to know Hawkeye.

After a few minutes of pleasant conversation, I looked up as heard something off outside. I titled my head in order to get a better reception, listening the snip of the conversation it took me a few moment in puzzling out what they were saying, once I did I was filled with dread. 

"What is it?" Clint ask. He had notice Braden looking distracted, but when he saw fear of his face a creaping suspicion grew in his gut. 

Natalia walk in with two bags, just as she noted Clint tense focus on Braden. Her instinct had her grip the bag straps in anticipation. Almost as soon as Braden open his mouth she already knew what he was going to say.

"Hrm....I think those mercenary just found us." I turn to Clint as I let out in a shaky voice.

It took a second, but realization hit Clint, a few second after Natalia. She was already dropping the bags, opening one up and taking out all the weapons it had in it. Laying them on the floor she was already seperating them in two piles.

"Another team thought we lost them last time." Nat was reviewing her recent movement seeing if on her way of getting Braden, she had pick up a tail of some kind. Looking back up at Braden, she decided that she needed too ask a certain question. Pleasantry will have to take a back seat, since time was of the essence.

"Did they follow you guys?" Clint ask, their wasn't any judgement in his tone. If was almost detach, all the while he had reach into one of the piles grabbing a few guns. Checking there status prepping them for the fight that was coming.

As I was having a mini freak out internally, both agent were as cool as cucumbers. My mind was going a mile a minutes trying to figure out if I should jump out a window or something.

"Braden, how good are your sense." Nat called out to Braden, brining him back in order. her voice was cold, but it held a certain calming iron direction in it. Braden clutch on that cold calming tone, in order to claw himself back from a full blown panic attack.

"Argaa..th...their good?" 

"Focus! Can you tell us how many you can hear. Are they hurrying or taking there time. Give us the most info you can as fast as you can. So focus." Natalia spoke, I felt like I was talking to a drill sergeant from hell that was ordering me on the battlefield. And not the sweet teacher I had on my way to this safe house.

"Braden calm down, we're also here so just stay calm, do what we tell you, and you should be fine." Clint lifted his still recovering weaken shaking arm, so that he could give me a small comforting squeeze.

After taking a deep breath I organize my chaotic mind. Focusing on the people outside. "They don't seem to be in a hurry, they seem relax even joking. Oh! They don't know we're here. This is just to check to see if you two are." Looking back at them I smile, but soon my joy was stamp out since my eyes met Natalia icy cold bleu.

Her face was expressionless but had a certain cold calculating to it. "Is that all you have?" 

A chill went up my spine as I suddenly realize the situation I was in. This wasn't a time to slack off or screw arround, if I didn't do my best. Perhaps one of us might not make it out of here. "Nnno, there's ten...no twenty coming. Not all of them are going inside, two team of five are going to check the surrounding. The other two teams are going to enter from the front and back in about ten minutes."

Clint had an impressive look on his face. "Can you guest on the weapons there carrying?" 

Shaking my head. "No I can't...but."

"Tell us, even if you don't understand exactly what your getting. Share it with us, describe it the best you can." Nat said in a slithy gentler cold calm tone.

"Okay, they seem heavier, the foot steps sound like if they are carrying alot. I think they all have at least two weapons a big gun and a smaller one? Not sure what kind they got." 

"So recap, this is a sweep in checking all safe houses in this area, seeing if we are here or not. Were at least against twenty heavely geared up mercs. We have a mutant civilian with heighten sense and physical enhancement. I have a bow and five arrows, two pistols mags are full. One knife, oh yeah I'm also weaken by poison so count me out after pulling my bow after two arrows." Clint listed out all are resources, in a dark tone as a frown was getting thicker as he went on.

"I have three pistols, only two more electrical charge before being out." Natalia motion to her silver coloured bracer. "Five trowing knives, a short extractable combat stick. As for the civilian he has been train in hand to hand combat. So he's no good at a distance but handy when they get close, this is still better then Argentina." Nat gave a amuse smile toward Clint.

"You know, you and me remember Argentina very differently. I would say this is worse then Argentina." Clint just shook his head, as a small smile slowly made its way across it.

As I was looking at their interaction, I couldn't just start screaming to knock it off. Since this back and forth had a odd calming effect on me. Taking a moment in playing multiple out comes within my mind. I came up with the ones with the better chances of successes. Gritting my teeth, I had no choices but to act in my own best interest.

There was no way I could just walk away, I mean as of right now I could still just walk out the front door, and wash my hands from what was to come for both of them. But as a admirer of them both, and having just spend a little bit of time with either of them. That plan didn't sit well with me. 

No I was going to be a part of this, I knew that the odds were, that they would come out on top in this fight. But was that really what I wanted, to stand aside and just let them fight alone. No I needed to be a part of this fight, something inside of me, was urging me to take a stand. I felt like if I just turn my back on this fight, it would dictate the type of person I was going to be in the future.

"I have an idea." Both Nat and Clint looked over intrigue at what I was going to say.

"I'll go with Clint and help him out, with my strength if the need of running or moving around arrive, I will have a much easier time with it then Nat. Beside this way, you guys can plan a divide and conquer scenario." Saying it all with conviction, laying it out that I was in.

After they both shared a look, turning back to me Natalia smiled. "Are you sure? I'm sure you've must of figure, that you could still walk out of here."

"I'm sure, it just wouldn't sit right with me, if I was to just walk out on you two. So I'm in, I just need to go pee first." Getting up with an embarrassed red flush, I made my way to the bathroom after Clint pointed me the way, with a amuse chuckle.

Once in the bathroom, I created a clone. ("Okay, their should be clothes laying around. So get them once were out of sigh. You are to stay safe and change your face when your turn into human form got it.") I communicated using my very own, private telepathic network.

("Yes Core, but wouldn't it be better if I was to take your place?")

("Sigh, we can't make clothing remember, beside all of you aren't exactly me, you all still have a robotic vibe in your personality. Don't get me wrong, you guys are making a lot of progress, but those two they will notice such a small thing. So just stay here and follow the plan.")

("Of course Core, I will safe guard this body in case you have a need for it.")

("Fine, now hide.") I flush the toilette, as my back up plan hid behind the shower curtain.