Disclaimer and AN: I don't own any of the Marvel characters….sadly…..I'm just fulfilling my muse. Anyways, this is basically the story about how Clint Barton and Emma Carter from the 'Things They Carry' got together. It's going to be a very short story, but it's going to be sweet. I just felt like writing it. So enjoy and if you don't like the match up of Hawkeye and an OC then this isn't the story for you!

Chapter 1

In this crazy world that had now become his life, Clint Barton was happy for the little things in his life. There was his awesome job with S.H.E.I.L.D. and his new one with the Avengers. But it wasn't always that way…

His childhood was less than perfect with a drunken father who abused him, his brother and their mother until managing the kill himself in a car accident when Clint was 10. Thankfully, his mother survived. But even then, times were tough and he and his brother ran away to join a traveling circus. It wasn't until word of his archery abilities had caught the attention of a Nick Fury that his life actually changed for the better.

This Nick Fury had approached him and asked him to join the military branch Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division or S.H.E.I.L.D.; he quickly jumped at the offer. His brother, Barney had ditched him a long time ago for a life in the army, so why couldn't he take up the chance to make a difference in his own life?

9 years prior to the events of 'The Avengers'

Clint Barton sat in a conference room off of one of the various hallways of the several story S.H.E.I.L.D. headquarters along the waterfront of the New York City Harbor. He had been training with them for about a month and had begun to notice more and more that Nick Fury had been taking a keen interest in him. When the director of the covert government agency that you had just begun to work for takes an interest in your training, you begin to wonder why.

Perhaps he was about to go into the field for some training? Maybe a mission?

His suspicions were confirmed that morning when Fury had approached him with another man, dressed in a neatly pressed three piece suit – a handler as they were called by some of the trainees.

"Agent Barton, this is Agent Coulson," Nick Fury said making introductions earlier that morning. "He is going to be your new handler."

The two men shook hands.

"Now if would come with us," Fury said. "You'll meet your new partner."

That had been almost an hour ago. Since then both Fury and Coulson had been called out of the conference room by pages from Maria Hill – something about an Agent Carter refusing to take a direct order. Fury had returned first, looking calm and collected, after a few minutes and sat back down. Clint figured that very little got to the S.H.E.I.L.D. director. Yet out in the hallway he could hear an argument taking place. He figured it was between this Agent Carter and Agent Coulson.

"I don't need a babysitter!" a female voice argued in hushed whispers.

"Emma calm down. You will still be the more experienced agent in the field. But you do need someone watching your back." Phil Coulson calmly said in a whisper before opening the door. He stepped back into the room first and held the door open for a young woman. Both of them sat down across from Fury and Barton.

"Emma Carter, meet Clint Barton you new partner," Fury said.

Clint reached out to shake her hand, but she just glared at him. "Why do I need a partner?" she asked folding her arms in front of her and turning to look at Fury. "I'm a spy and its obvious that he's not."

"But have you seen him shoot?"

After a quick session on the shooting range – both with a bow and a sniper rifle – Emma Carter was impressed, but she still wasn't thrilled with the idea of being forced to have a partner. Clint on the other hand was thrilled beyond belief. He couldn't believe his luck. Not only did he have a kick ass new gig working with spies and whatnot, but also his new partner was drop dead gorgeous. Emma had to be about 5 foot 6 inches tall, long light brown hair, petite frame and soft brown eyes that actually looked deadly. If it wasn't for the fact that he was pretty certain that she could kill him in many different ways then he would have asked her out on a date as soon as he saw her. But sadly, he knew that he couldn't do that since they were now partners and they were supposed to have each other's backs.

So now he would have to settle for dreams.

"What do you have against having a partner?"

Emma looked up from reading the briefing packet as they rode on the transport to their first mission together – a simple grab-n-bag in Mexico of a drug kingpin. They had only been teamed up for a few days and since then they had worked out together a bit, ran some drills together under the watchful eye of Agent Coulson; but the entire time they had not talked that much. Clint had gotten the feeling that Emma was still upset about having been assigned a partner.

"I would rather have to worry about myself and not have to worry about someone else dying because of a stupid mistake on my part."

"So you'd rather die then have someone save your life if they could?"

"Most of what I do isn't simple grab-n-bags. Usually its covert ops. So I'm really not sure what Fury expects out of this partnership."

"Me either. But hopefully I'll surprise you," Clint said with a smile.

"Hopefully." Emma said returning his smile.

And that was when their partnership truly began.