Disclaimer: I don't own The Avengers.
Warning: Takes place movieverse, so be aware of possible spoilers.
By Jennifer Collins
"Do you think I'm pretty, Agent Barton?" She batted her eyelashes from the backseat of the car.
He sighed, leaning his head against the headrest briefly before turning around to look at her over his shoulder. "I think you're the most desirable woman I've ever laid eyes on, Ms. Romanoff. Now sit back."
She smiled seductively. "So that's why you spared me then. You desired a mate. Does S.H.E.I.L.D. even allow that?"
"You know that's not why I'm bringing you in, Ms. Romanoff."
"So you don't want to mate with me then?"
Agent Coulson smirked at him from the driver's seat. Clint rolled his eyes. "That's neither here, nor there, Ms. Romanoff."
She pursed her lips, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Are you afraid of me, Agent Barton?"
Clint kept his mouth in a straight line, but out of the corner of his eye, he could see Coulson tighten his grip on the steering wheel. "I'm not afraid of anything, Ms. Romanoff."
"Ha! I doubt that's true. Everyone's afraid of something," She said quietly. "But if it isn't me you're afraid of, then why these?" She demanded, yanking on her wrist restraints as she tried to get closer to him.
Coulson looked at her in the rearview mirror. "Standard protocol, Ms. Romanoff. We're no fools."
Clint grinned at him, punching him lightly in the arm to show his approval.
He screamed out loud once, pulling on his restraints.
"You're going to be alright, Clint," Natasha said calmly.
"Nooooo…" He moaned.
"Of course you are," She insisted in an even tone. She moved to his bedside with a wet cloth.
He squinted at her as his eyes slowly came back into focus. "You tried to kill me?" He questioned.
Her eyebrows furrowed. "I brought you back," she murmured.
"But you would have killed me, right?"
"Clint, don't…" She pleaded, unhooking his wrist restraints.
"Just answer the question, Tasha." His eyes were wide as he looked up at her. "If you couldn't get him out… you would have killed me."
She lowered her eyes. "I would have done what was necessary to protect my fellow agents and our guests."
He set his mouth in a line. "So we're even, then."
She handed him the cloth. "Fine," she said, a little coolly.