Shot In the Dark: Chapter 10

How did I ever write such short things? Hmm... Anyways no real warnings. :P Enjoy.

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Chapter 10:

"Alright, I'm heading to the Deli, Katie's in charge," Alexa said, handing Katie the list before she took Carlos' hand and the two skipped off. Katie smiled as she looked at it, happy to be in charge.

"Okay we need... olives, ranch and Italian dressing, mayonnaise, mustard, bacon bits and... ketchup from this isle," Katie said, watching as her "little helpers," so to speak, dispersed. She grabbed some capers and garlic as well, Kendall arriving with the condiments then.

"I like shopping with you better," he commented, smiling.

"Tell that to Alexa and she might let me take over," Katie mumbled, putting the jars in her cart. "We have a trip we have to make before we leave though." Kendall swallowed noticeably.

"Okay, where to next chief?" Logan asked, he and James depositing their haul.

"Um, pasta isle," Katie said, leading the way. "This time I need thin spaghetti, fettuccini, tomato sauce and marinara sauce."

"Aren't those the same thing?" James interjected.

"No," Katie answered. She went like that down for a while before they reached the baking isle, Carlos and Alexa having caught up with them.

"Oh my God Carlos can I get cupcake stuff pleeeeeeease??" Katie squealed.

"Yeah, go crazy," Carlos answered with a smile, hoping she'd spoil everyone with sweets. Katie hugged him, dancing down the isle and grabbing random boxes of cake, brownie, and muffin mixes, along with sprinkles and cupcake liners, then grabbing powdered sugar and shortening, nuts, chocolates... almost everything in the isle. Meanwhile, Kendall slowly backed out of the isle before running for the bathroom, making it aside from a small spot in his underwear.

"Hey, where'd Kendall go?" Katie asked as she unloaded her haul into the cart.

"Huh?" Logan said, looking around. "Good question."

Katie frowned, assuming she knew the answer. "I'm gonna go look for him, and grab a couple of other things," She said.

"Ok, we'll meet you two up front then," Carlos said, taking her now half-filled cart. Katie nodded, jogging off to the bathrooms, taking out her phone to text Kendall as she collided with his chest.

"Well hi there," He chuckled.

"Did you make it?" Katie mumbled into his shirt.

"Yup," Kendall said with a blush. Katie pulled back.

"Good," She said. "Now come on."

"Where are we going?" Kendall sighed.

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Let's see.... Little bit of wetting, some little Tony.... Yup, sounds like a good update to me! :P Enjoy lovelies.

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Chapter 17:

".....It's quiet," Phil finally said. Tasha hadn't bothered them in almost an hour.

"Yeah, isn't it nice?" Clint said with a smirk, looking at him with a smile.

"Not when we have a toddler running around. That's the sign of world ending trouble," Phil sighed. Clint frowned. "JARVIS?"

"Yes, Agent Coulson?" The AI answered.

"What is Miss Romanoff's status?"

"She is currently crying, and her clothes are wet. I would have informed you sooner but Sir insisted I keep their location and situation private," JARVIS informed them.

"Son of a bitch," Clint growled. "Where are they JARVIS?"

"They are in the nursery."

"Nursery?" Clint questioned. Phil let out an exasperated sigh. "J, light the way." As a trail of blue dots appeared on the floor, Clint stomped off to follow them, Phil trailing behind him.

"Any questions?"

"Yeah, why the hell did I not know about this?!"

"He didn't want anyone to know," Phil shrugged. Clint froze, and suddenly everything sort of made snese. The way Pepper had looked at Tony that morning, the constant and sudden appearance of bare necessities.... How Pepper always seemed to know how to deal with the two of them.... Tony's jealousy...

"Tony's.... He's a...."

"Yes Clint, he's little. And before you go there, he has nothing to do with-" Clint didn't stop to listen to the rest of that explanation, storming down to the nursery, trying to get in. But, the stupid access pad wouldn't let him in.

"JARVIS! What the hell!" He snapped.

"I'm afraid only Sir, Agent Romanoff, and Miss Potts have the proper access code to the nursery," The AI reported. "The only one who can override it is-"

"Daddy!" Tasha sobbed, toddling over to the door, her clothes wet and her face red. It made his heart break and melt at the same time, and suddenly his fit of anger was forgotten. Something just clicked into place, and suddenly all he wanted to do was be whatever that little girl needed.

"Shh, Tasha, I'm here, I promise. But you have to let me in, okay?" He said, slowly and gently.

"Can't Daddy! I can't!" She cried.

Clint sighed, and glared at Tony. If there was someone to direct his anger at, he seemed the most likely candidate. HE was the reason-

"J, open the doors," Tony said, his voice as soft as Clint had ever heard. As soon as the glass panels slid open, Clint had an armful of trembling red curls.

"Shh, I've got you sweetie," He cooed, carrying her back inside the room. "You're okay. Daddy's here."

"I'm sorry Daddy!" She sobbed.

"Shhh, it was just a little accident. It's not a big deal hon," Clint cooed, bouncing the girl in his arms. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up, and then we can have some quiet time until Mommy get's home, okay?"

"Can- can I have bubbles?" Tasha sniffled.

Clint beamed. "Oh, I think we can have bubbles," He cooed. "Come on. And Tony?" Tony looked up, like a deer in headlights. "You should come cuddle too."

The genius nodded shyly. "Okay," He answered, going back to... whatever it was he was doing before. "She can wash up in my bathroom. It's down the hall." Clint nodded. Tony sounded.... tiny. Yeah, this was definitely gonna bite him in the ass later. Oh well.

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Keeping in the original note I made when I wrote this. No triggers. Enjoy! :D

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(AN: I'm writing this from Tasha's POV because why the hell not? :P It should be interesting to say the least....)

Chapter 16:

"Mama you can't go!" Tasha cried. "You can't! Don't you love me?"

"Shhh, sweetie of course I do, but.... Bubby doesn't like to come to the office, so I do his job while he saves the world," Mommy explained. "And Daddy and Uncle Phil and Uncle Steve and Doctor Banner are all gonna be there to play with you too, okay?"

"Bubby?" Daddy scoffed, earning him a glare from Mommy and a smack from Bubby. They were funny sometimes.

"Shut it Barton," he muttered, parking the car in the garage. Daddy took her upstairs while Mommy and Bubby had a talk.

"Hi Tasha!" Uncle Phil cooed, taking her out of Daddy's arms. "How'd it go?"

"We had lots of fun! We played games and took pictures of our bones and Miss Sue even let me feel the baby in her tummy! She was kicking, and Bubby and Mister Reed talked a lot about grown up stuff, and then me and Johnny played with his toys until he didn't share and then we went bye bye and now we're here!" Tasha babbled.

Uncle Phil was laughing, something Tasha wasn't sure he knew how to do. How nice. "I'm glad you had fun. Would you like a snack?" He asked.

Tasha shook her head. "No thank you, I want to play," She answered, wiggling in his arms.

"Okay, but try and go potty first, alright?" He warned her. She nodded, skipping off. She waited until Uncle Phil and Daddy were out of sight before she ran. She passed by the potty, but there was just too much to explore! She wondered where all the toys were around here. Hmm...

She heard some noise from one of the doors and she decided to open it. Locked. That figures. She sulked and continued on until she found some stairs. She looked behind her. No one was around. It seemed like it would be fun to go up. She took a deep breath, and started crawling up the stairs. When she reached the top, she was met with a tiny room with two glass doors, but inside were TOYS! Lots of them! Legos and cars and coloring stuff and blocks and stuffies! She tried to push the door open, but it didn't work. She tried knocking, but no one came.

"Hello?" She called.

"Yes Miss Romanoff?" JARVIS answered. Tasha stopped and looked around.

"Who said that?" She asked.

"I am JARVIS, Miss Romanoff," JARVIS answered.

"Are you pretend?" She asked.

"No, I am an Artificial Intelligence designed by Master Stark."

Natasha gasped. "You know Bubby?" She asked, enthralled by the idea of this imaginary person.

"Yes, and I can open the door," JARVIS said, before adding, "If you know the magic word."

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeease?" Natasha dragged the word out. "Oh pretty pretty please? With sprinkles on top? I'll do ANYTHING! I wanna play with the toys!" All at once, the doors opened and Natasha squealed before running inside what was really Tony's playroom. Tasha vaguely remembered these toys, but somehow those memories seemed to belong to someone older, different. She decided the blank, burgundy walls needed pictures, and took out the markers and began scribbling swirls and attempts at pictures.

MEANWHILE IN THE LAB.....

"What do you MEAN She's in the nursery JARVIS?! The only people who can access that room are me and Pepper and..."

"And Natasha," Pepper pointed out, only making Tony scowl deeper. "Tony, admit it, whether she's big or small, she's still Natasha." Tony threw himself on the ground, pouting. Pepper was right and there was no way around that. "You can either stay here and pout or go play with your sister. I'll be at work." She knelt down and kissed his forehead. "I love you, and I'll see you tonight, okay?"

"Love you too Mommy," Tony grumbled. He sighed, watching her leave. Well, if he was stuck with the runt, might as well make the best of it. He stomped down the small corridor to the nursery. It was his. He'd designed it, he'd stocked it with everything a man who wanted to pretend to be a baby could need. It had toy cars and a train set, a special set of crayons (120, and it had special "super hero" colors in it), coloring books, markers, and as many stuffed animals as he pleased. Which was a lot. They actually had a hammock full. And then there was the crib. It was custom built by Tony himself, just the right size for him, and strong enough to support his full weight. He sighed, seeing her drawing on the wall. Mommy wasn't gonna be happy about that. He typed in his entry code and the doors slid open, making Tasha jump.

"Hey runt," He said with a cocky smirk. "Mind if I join you?"

Shot In the Dark: Chapter 9

I am aware of how unrealistic it is that famous people would be able to go out in public in the middle of summer vacation. Much less a Walmart. But hey! It's my fic and I can do as I please. :P No warnings either. Enjoy and Merry Christmas!

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Chapter 9:

"She's not any better than you," Kendall said as Katie grabbed her phone and sunglasses.

"Yes she is," Katie mumbled.

"No she is not and you're perfect the way you are," Kendall assured her as the walked down to the driveway. Katie sighed, still feeling inferior.

"Okay wait who's car are we taking?" Carlos asked.

"I thought we would take mine because of the space," Katie said. "But wait... I'm one seat short."

"Let's take the truck then!" Logan said eagerly.

"What if we take both? That way if we fill up the trunk we have the... the back thing on his car," Katie reasoned.

"That's not what it's called!" Logan whined defensively. Katie rolled her eyes, going to get in her car, Kendall following her, only to the passenger side, everyone else climbing in the back as Katie started the car, the Luke Bryan song picking up where it had left off yesterday.

"Ugh, I hate country music," James complained.

"Hey, it's awesome!" Katie argued, turning off the CD. "Much better than the generic club songs that passes for pop."

"Well what else ya got?" Carlos asked. "Any Bieber?"

"Ew! no!" Katie said. "Where are we even going anyways?"

"Walmart and then Whole Foods, and why not?" Carlos answered.

"I respect him, yes, but he's just kinda... ew. and you gotta tell me so I can program the GPS."

"I can tell you faster, make a left up here," Carlos instructed. "What else?"

"Let Kendall pick, he's better at it," Katie said, turning and stopping at the light. "Where to now?"

"Just keep going straight and it'll be on the right," Carlos explained. They drove in silence for fifteen minutes before reaching the store and parking.

"Well, this is a nice Walmart," Katie said softly, falling into step with the others.

"Okay maybe if we divvy this up it'll get done quicker," Alexa said, looking at the front-and-back list she held.

"But it would take longer that way cuz we'd all be running all over the store and get separated," Katie reasoned. "But if we travel in a pack we'd get done quicker."

"She makes a good point baby," Carlos agreed.

"Okay then, But I'm giving assignments," Alexa declared. "Kendall, go get me some tomatoes and green onions, James, Carrots and Apples, Logan, onions, lemons, and potatoes."

"What about me?" Katie and Carlos said in unison.

"K, lettuce and avocados," Alexa added.

"Iceberg or romaine?" Katie asked quietly.

"Both," Alexa said with a smile. Katie nodded and darted off to get the leafy greens.

"She's so quiet," Alexa commented.

"She's really shy around people, especially in groups," Carlos explained.

"But we're all friends, aren't we?" Alexa asked.

"Yeah, but she just feels kinda weird being around everyone, unless she's with Kendall," Carlos explained. Everyone ran back to the cart with the produce and they were off to the next isle.

Shot In the Dark: Chapter 8

More hurt/comfort, dealing with the aftermath of wetting. That sounds so heavy, dealing with the aftermath of wetting. :P But yeah. Enjoy! ALSO: To give myself a little breathing room, I'm going to post tomorrow instead of Friday. Maybe. Or I may just skip this week's third update and just go straight to a weekend update. Idk. My blog my choice anyways. :P I'll shut up now, enjoy.

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Chapter 8:

Kendall stormed through the front door, stomping up the stairs in tears, making Katie jump when the door to their bedroom slammed shut.

"What happened?" Katie asked when James came around the corner.

"Um, y-y-ya know, stuff," James said, chewing on his lip. He didn't want to embarrass his friend even more by telling his girlfriend he'd peed his pants.

"James, the truth!" Katie snapped.

"Um, hemightapeedhispants," James mumbled quickly and softly.

"Louder and slower," Katie directed.

"Accident," James sighed, making Katie's eyes grow. "But DON'T tell him I said anything! He's already devastated."

"Yeah, cuz it happened yesterday too," Katie mumbled a little too loudly.

"WHAT?!" James shouted.

"SHHHH!!!" Katie hissed. "It happened yesterday in the car and I'm betting this happens a lot so don't say ANYTHING, got it?!" James nodded.

"You should go check on him then," he said, looking upstairs. Katie nodded, taking them two at a time before sprinting to the room. She tried to get in but the door was locked.

"Kendall open the door please?" Katie asked innocently enough. She heard the click and stepped inside, shutting the door behind her. "You okay?"

"Not really," Kendall mumbled, tears still lingering in his eyes. "I hate this K."

"I know sweetie," She said, wrapping her boyfriend in to a hug. "But it's not the end of the world, I promise."

"B-b-but what about James?" Kendall whimpered. "He saw everything, he's gonna laugh at me, or tell the others K!"

"No he won't," Katie answered firmly. "He promised he wouldn't, and I'll hold him to it." Kendall hugged his girlfriend, picking her up so he could kiss her.

"I love you," he said, managing to put a small smile on his face.

"I love you too," Katie said, blushing with a smile. "Now go get changed, alright?" Kendall nodded, setting her down before grabbing clean clothes and heading to the bathroom. Katie decided to get dressed too, pulling out some shorts and a T-Shirt, sliding them on before going back downstairs to find everyone else up and eating.

"Morning K," Logan mumbled as she came down the stairs.

"Morning Logan," Katie said, grabbing a donut and some water. She hopped up on a bar stool, beginning to nibble at her breakfast.

"So what do you guys wanna do today?" Carlos asked with a mouth full of donut.

"We have to get to the store," Alexa said. "Me and K came up with a start of a list, but we gotta figure out who's making what on which days. Katie called Sundays soo..."

"I CALL MONDAYS!" Logan shouted suddenly.

"O-kay then," Alexa said, scribbling it down on a piece of paper. "I want Tuesdays, so who wants Wednesdays?"

"Meee," James said.

"Thursdays?"

"I want em," Carlos said.

"Alright, that leaves Kendall with Fridays and then Saturdays are open," Alexa said, pulling out two different pads of paper. "You guys write down what you wanna make on this list and what you need on this one." Katie frowned, jealous of how much more efficient Alexa was than her.

Shot In the Dark: Chapter 7

Ehm, well, as if poor Kendall hasn't already been through enough, I'm going to be completely heartless. :P More wetting, as well as humiliation. But everyone is super supportive and comforting, so don't stress. :) Enjoy my lovelies!

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Chapter 7:

Katie walked down the stairs to see Carlos and Alexa already awake, hunched over a pad of paper. "What are you two doing?" She asked softly.

"I'm gonna go get milk and donuts and Lexie's making a grocery list," Carlos explained. "Wanna help?"

"Chyeah!" Katie cheered, instantly conversing with Alexa on what they'd need.

"Morning," James said suddenly, walking down the stairs with Kendall.

"Morning Kames," Katie giggled. Kendall shook his head, catching the reference.

"What happened to Kendie?" He asked playfully.

"Um, can you speak English please?" James asked stiffly.

"Kames is you and Kendall together, Kendie is me and Kendall together, although I'm seeing a lot of Jagan lately," Katie explained.

"Of course, pair the loners," Kendall chuckled.

"Remember when it was Kogan?" Katie laughed. She fell in to Kendall's arms as she tittered, both of them turning red with laughter.

"Okay lovebirds enough shipping," Carlos sighed. "I'm giving you two a time-out."

"Aw, why Carlos?" Katie pouted.

"Because I would like to enjoy a morning without shipping for once," Carlos reasoned, mussing her hair. "You two, out."

"Where to?" James asked.

"I'll show you," Carlos said, walking to the front door.

"I'll be back soon baby," Kendall said, kissing her before walking out with James and Carlos.

"Alright just follow the sidewalk straight down to the end of the street and take a left, then just follow it straight down, it runs right behind the beach," the latter explained.

"Cool, thanks man," James said, starting down the sidewalk. Kendall followed be him silently, thinking.

"So how's life with a girlfriend?" James asked suddenly, making his friend jump.

"Really good," Kendall said with a sly smirk.

"I see someone had some fun last night,"  James chuckled, patting his friend on the back. "She's kinda weird though."

"Meh, it's kinda cute," Kendall said happily, suddenly becoming aware of his bladder's surprisingly desperate need when he heard the waves. "H-hey, do you think we should head back?"

"Why? We just got here!" James asked, confused.

"No reason, just miss Katie," Kendall shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets to secretly hold himself.

"Okay then," James said, eyeing his friend carefully. They walked in silence for a while before James finally piped up, "You're so lucky to have found love. It sucks being alone."

"Aw James, love will find you," Kendall said reassuringly. "Look at me, I was about to make Kogan real."

"Ha, yeah!" James said, remembering that moment from the last tour. They both burst into a harmonious laughter, but it didn't last long; Kendall hunched over, grabbing himself in a futile attempt to stop the golden river from flowing. His jeans slowly flooded with warmth, starting in his crotch before spreading down his legs, forming a large puddle at his feet.

"Hey what- oh shit," James said once he turned around, watching helplessly as his friend lost control of his bladder. When Kendall had finished, James slid his shirt off, holding it around Kendall's waist. "Come on, let's go home," He said, and off they walked.

Shot In the Dark: Chapter 6 part 2

Aaaand I forgot to post yesterday. Whoops! :P Let's see. This was written back in a very weird phase in my life, so naturally, this has bedwetting. And consequently, the aftermath of it. And it's super mello-dramatic. Kind of. Anyways yeah, just bed-wetting and general awkwardness. Got issues? Don't read. :) Enjoy lovelies!

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Chapter 6:

"Shall we?" Katie asked, tugging Kendall over to the bed. He winked at her, gently pushing the small girl down as his lips came crashing down on top of hers.

"Mmm, your lips are so soft," Kendall commented.

THE NEXT MORNING:

Kendall slowly opened his eyes. His arms were still holding Katie, and he smiled down as she nuzzled closer to him subconsciously. But it was then he felt it; The sheets were wet. and so was his lower body.

"DAMNIT!" He shouted, stomping in to the bathroom, tears already rolling down his cheeks. Katie's eyes flew open when the door slammed. She stretched, noting she wasn't sore in the least, just blissful. She sat up, confused as to where Kendall had gone and why he was so upset, realizing it when she sat her hands down; his side of the bed was wet. She licked at her hand before her face scrunched, her eyes then widening; he'd wet the bed. And on a morning that should have been perfect.

So that's what's been going on! Katie thought, relieved his jumpiness hadn't been the result of something worse. She slid out of the big bed, wobbling as she walked over to the dresser, enjoying her shaky legs as she got clothes on. She poked her head out of their bedroom door, facing Carlos.

"What happened?" He asked, trying to peer in to the room.

"Nothing, I just... kicked him in my sleep," Katie answered, blushing at her pathetic fib.

"Oh, well if that's all," Carlos said, walking back to his room.

"Wait!" Katie called. "Um... I spilt some soda on my shirt last night, where's the laundry area?"

"Downstairs in the study, but I'm not sure we have any soap," Carlos answered. Katie nodded, shutting the door to the room. She sighed and stripped the bed, rushing downstairs to throw them in the washer. She found a left over bottle of soap and poured some in and started the thing, before going back up to the room, sitting on the bed, waiting.

Finally Kendall emerged, wrapped in a towel.

"Hey," Katie said, trying to look inviting.

Kendall lowered his head, going over to the dresser. "Where'd you put my underwear?" He asked flatly.

"Kendall don't do this," Katie begged.

"I'll find them myself," He mumbled, going over to the dresser before Katie spun him around, making him look at her.

"DON'T shut me out Kendall Francis," she growled. "What happened? That's all I'm asking."

Kendall couldn't take it. He picked the small girl up and buried his face in her neck. "I wet the fucking bed Katie I ruined everything I'm sorry!" He sobbed, sitting down on the bed with her. "It's all my fault I'm sorry p-p-please don't hate me!"

"Shh, Kendall," Katie soothed, running her fingers through his hair. "I will NEVER hate you. Never. You didn't ruin anything. Believe me, Kendall, this is nothing. I'm not mad. I will NEVER be mad at you for something as simple as an accident."

"B-b-but they just won't stop and this happens every God damn morning K," He whimpered. "I fucking hate this."

"Shh, baby, it's gonna be okay," Katie promised. "We're gonna fix this."

"How?" Kendall whimpered. "I've tried almost everything."

"You seem to have forgotten I know almost everything there is about this kind of thing," Katie countered. "Are you forgetting the site you support?" A smile played at Kendall's lips. "It's not the end of the world babe, alright?"

"Okay," Kendall sniffled, wiping the rest of the tears out of his eyes. "Seriously though, where's my underwear?"

"Second drawer down," Katie giggled. "I'll be downstairs." Kendall nodded.

Shot In the Dark: Chapter 6 part 1

Okay! So the reason this one is in two parts is because it was originally going to be smut, but then that didn't happen because unless a certain special someone is involved, I can't write smut to save my life! :P Anywho, WARNINGS: Again, self-esteem issues, And just some awkwardness. ;D Enjoy lovelies!

Chapter 6:

Part 1

Katie pulled her stuff in to the living room with everyone else's bags, figuring they were going to have some sort of fight over rooms, Alexa and Carlos vying for the master.

"Hey, you and Kendall want the master?" Alexa asked Katie suddenly, making the girl jump.

"I-I-I thought you and Carlos had that room, no question," Katie stuttered.

"We thought it might be nice to change things up," Alexa explained. "Besides, it doesn't matter to me what room we sleep in, as long as we're together."

"And that boy STILL hasn't put a ring on your finger?!" Katie blurted out accidentally. "Sorry! I-I-I didn't mean-"

"You're fine!" Alexa said, wrapping Katie in to a hug. "You don't know how many times that shows up in my mentions on twitter. We're just taking things slow. I've already been married once and it fell apart. He's taking his time because I asked him to." Katie smiled. "So do you want the master?"

"Chyeah!" Katie cheered softly, running up to Kendall. "We got it!"

"Master?" He whispered. Katie nodded eagerly, grabbing her bag and tugging Kendall by the wrist up the stairs and to their room. Katie looked around, smiling. She dropped her bag before just flopping down on the bed.

"I cannot wait for tonight," She breathed.

Kendall chuckled at her, she was so adorable. "Shall we unpack?" He asked. Katie smiled and nodded, unzipping her bag.

"I wanna organize things though," She giggled. "Go put the guitar in the corner and set the laptop bags on the desk please?"

Kendall nodded, kissing the girl's hair softly before doing what he was told, sliding the box of condoms in to the night stand on the side of the bed he wanted. "Isn't there more stuff out in the car?"

"Just Perry and our pillows," Katie answered softly.

"Alrighty then, I'll be right back," Kendall answered, mussing her hair before he left. Katie smiled to herself. She pulled out the secret bag from Victoria's secret and quickly placed it in the top dresser drawer, along with her pajamas and regular undies, sliding it closed quickly. She couldn't wait for the rest of the summer. This was everything she'd been dreaming about for so long.

"Hey, we're ordering pizza for dinner," Kendall said when he came back in. "You want green peppers, mushrooms and bacon, right?"

"Depends, where's it gonna be from?" Katie asked skeptically.

"Domino's."

"Then yes," Katie said, taking her pillow and stuffed platypus from Kendall and setting them on the bed. She unrolled the blankets so when the time came, they could just lay down and go. They finished unpacking and went back downstairs right as dinner arrived.

"I'm starving!" James said, taking the stack of boxes from Carlos. Alexa pulled out some plates while Logan set up a movie.

"Okay just TRY not to get anything on the carpet guys," Carlos said, pulling a big bottle of coke out of the fridge. They all nodded, pouring glasses of soda for themselves. They all settled in on the couch, enjoying the movie before dragging themselves to bed.

"So now that we're alone..." Kendall said once he had Katie inside their room, "What do you want to do?"

Butterflies entered Katie's stomach. she'd read thousands of dirty imagines, imagined it millions of times. But suddenly all her insecurities flooded her mind and stage fright overcame her. "Change for bed?" she offere O-o-or we could get on twitter I mean they probably-"

"Woah, slow down," Kendall said gently, stopping the babble. "You okay?"

"I-I'm fine," Katie stuttered. "Just... insecure."

"Why?" Kendall asked, honestly confused. "You're beautiful."

"Yeah, with clothes on," Katie scoffed. "You've never seen my skin. my stretch marks. You'd never want me."

Kendall smiled, making her look him the eyes. "Hey, can I see your arms again?" Katie nodded, showing him the three scars on her left arm. "You see those three little scars? I remember when you told me why they were there." He kissed her arms. "Yet I stayed. I remember when you relapsed last Christmas and I had to hold you down while they stitched your arm up. But I stayed." He kissed up her arm to her neck. "Remember that time you refused to eat after your dad and brother had that huge fight? I stayed, even when we had that fight about it."

Katie smiled. "You always know what to say," She sighed. "Shall we?"

TO BE CONTINUED.....

Shot In the Dark: Chapter 5

I have decided that I am going to start posting this every other day. So Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Then the usual random story on Saturdays (provided I am not drowning in work and actually have an update). So yeah! :D Let's see, WARNINGS: Pretty graphic flashback containing self-harm. Self-esteem issues. I think that's it. But seriously, the part in italic's is INTENSE. Reader discretion is advised.

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Chapter 5:

Kendall slid the CD he'd made for Katie into the CD player, the song that always made her smile playing first.

"I don't know why you always get so insecure," He sang to her literally. "I wish you could see what I see, when you're looking the mirror." Katie smiled softly; she loved it when he sang to her.

"You always know how to make me smile," Katie said when the song ended, popping a few corn-nuts in her mouth. They drove for a while in silence, the music volume turned down. An hour later Katie pulled off the highway.

"Sorry," She mumbled, parking the car and leaving to pee. Kendall shrugged, stopping the car and going to pee too. They met back by the car and drove off.

"Hey, how much longer do you think until we get there?" Kendall asked.

"Well we just passed the Florida state line, so it shouldn't be much longer," Katie said, looking at her GPS. "Yeah, about two hours left." Kendall nodded with a smile.

"I can't wait," Kendall answered, stretching back in his seat. "So what are we gonna do tonight?"

"I thought it was assumed what we were gonna do tonight," Katie said flirtatiously.

"Mmm, for a virgin you're pretty bold," Kendall said seductively.

"I just want it to be magical," Katie smirked, remembering her childhood fantasies.

"It will be I promise," Kendall said, kissing his girlfriend softly.

They drove in silence for a while until they reached Miami. "Call Carlos for me please?" Katie asked, a little smile crossing her face. Kendall nodded, picking his phone up and dialing.

"Hey, we're almost there, where are you? Okay- Nope, we're good. Gotcha." Kendall hung up. "They're all there waiting, and so is Alexa."

"I don't hate her Kendall, but everyone treats me like a kid around her," Katie groaned.

"Well we're gonna show em different this time, okay?" Kendall said firmly. Katie nodded. "I won't let what happened last time happen again." Katie shuddered thinking back to that night, when everything changed....

FLASHBACK, KATIE'S POV:

"Katie?!" Carlos asked, incredulous. My arm was dripping blood, and even though I'd laid the blade down, I couldn't get the bleeding to stop. I looked up at him in tears.

"It won't stop," I sobbed. "Help."

"It's gonna be okay, I promise," Carlos said, hugging me and managing to get blood all over his shirt. "I'm gonna get Kendall, don't do anything, okay?" I nodded, still sobbing. Carlos came back in what seemed like an instant with my boyfriend, pain taking over his face as he looked at me.

"Let me see," He said, kneeling down next to me. I moved the cloth now stained forever with red, revealing the gash on my arm that seemed to be pouring my blood down my arm.

"I-i-it won't stop," I sobbed.

"Shh, we're gonna have to the hospital, but everything is gonna be okay, I promise. Do you trust me?" I nodded, letting Kendall scoop me up, trying not to ruin his shirt, but burying my head in his chest. Carlos threw his jacket around me, helping us sneak out, but I never took my eyes off Kendall. He never said anything but I love you's and it's going to be okay's. Never yelled at me, didn't say anything about his now bloodstained shirt. He wouldn't leave my side, cradling me as they stitched up my arm. Even when he took me home and made me tell my mom what had happened, he never left. That was the night I knew he loved me.

END FLASHBACK, KATIE'S POV.

"Okay," Katie said, winding down the street that their summer oasis waited on, "The house number is-"

"Found it!" Kendall shouted, seeing Logan's bright red truck in the driveway. Katie stopped the car and got out, stretching before James, Logan, Carlos, and Alexa all wrapped her up into a group hug.

"Okay I do need air," Katie squeaked. Everyone giggled before dispersing, going back to help unload.

"I'll take that," Kendall said, taking the guitar case from her hands.

"Oooo! You brought your guitar!" Carlos squealed. Katie rolled her eyes, smiling. She knew this was gonna be a rocking summer. (No pun intended :P )

The first day's the hardest 10

So yeah, anyone familiar with Hawkeye/Black Widow canon knows Budapest is kind of a thing. So, without further adieu, MY take on Budapest:
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Chapter 10:

It was her first REAL mission. She was actually going out of the country, going in with Clint, and going to fight whatever evil lay beyond the scope of his rifle. She was to watch and be his back up.

Funny how nothing in her life EVER goes according to plan. Well, we're getting ahead of ourselves. Back to the beginning.

* * *

"God I HATE early morning flights!" Clint whined, throwing his duffel bag over his shoulder.

"Oh shut up. Weren't you telling me yesterday how easy this was going to be? How we could sleep the whole way there and do this with our eyes closed?" Natasha taunted, handing him a mug of coffee.

"This is why we brought you in," Clint moaned, gulping at the hot liquid, only stopping to wince when he burnt his tongue.

"You know, it tastes better if you don't burn your tongue," Natasha muttered, her own bag on her shoulder as they made their way to the car, and then to SHIELD. SHIELD had been a lot easier to handle since Clint had taken her home. She still didn't remember what had happened when she had been here before, but Clint did a good job catching her up. Pinkie Bear stayed though. He always did. He was tucked away inside her bag, where only Phil, Clint, and herself knew.

* * * *

"Clint, seriously, we NEED to pick a date," Phil grumbled as they slowly settled into their hotel room. It made Natasha laugh. The wedding was literally all planned out, EXCEPT for the actual date. She was to be Clint's best lady, and Maria the Matron of Honor for Phil.

"Babes, relax, we've got bigger fish to fry than that right now," Clint whined, chucking off his boots as he flopped onto the bed. Natasha rolled her eyes.

"Such a child," She muttered.

"Hey! I'm TRYING to be responsible and actually focus on our mission for once!" Clint pouted. This earned him a kiss, and Natasha melting on to her bed. They were to leave at dusk to survey the area, so might as well catch up on sleep until then...

* * * *

"Ugh, how long does it take to have a super secret weapons and drug deal?" Clint whined.

"Shut up Barton," Natasha said. "This is going to be easy."

"That's what they all say. They said YOU would be easy too," He muttered.

"Hey!" She growled, pinching him.

"Stay focused you two," Phil warned over their comms.

"Sorry boss," They both said, turning their attention back to their awaited target. Finally, the man behind the table went to open the door.

"Oh fuck," Clint swore, his hands reaching for his rifle.

"Clint?"

"Stay down, I know these douche bags," He growled. "They're circus." Natasha simply raised an eyebrow. She knew very little about Clint, and what she did know wasn't a pretty picture. He'd joined the circus, which eventually turned into him being part of an evil freak show. An evil freakshow....

"SHIT!" He yelled, pulling Natasha close. He threw his quiver over his shoulder, loaded his bow, and shot out a grappling arrow. Natasha kept a firm grip on Clint as they swung through the air, landing in an alley as the acrobats burst through the window.

"Run?" She asked. A nod was all she got before they sprinted through the night. They had no idea where to head, other than towards the lights. They didn't get far before the swordsman caught them, swinging. Natasha gulped, then took her move; she lept up onto his shoulders, wrapping her legs around his neck before using the force to both choke him and send him crashing to the ground. Clint was having little success, and Natasha used her widow bite to stun the man attacking him.

"You okay?" He asked. She nodded, when suddenly a shot came out of nowhere. It managed to hit Clint, but nowhere near anything vital.

"Fuck!" She swore, helping him to his feet. Someone jumped them from behind, managing to stab Clint in the ears before Natasha overtook her captor, throwing him to the ground. She attacked the man who was about to kill Clint and stabbed him. She gasped as he fell to the ground. Clint didn't waste a moment, pushing her forward into another sprint, ignoring the shooting pain in his leg. They found themselves outside of the city before long, an empty warehouse not far. They pulled themselves inside, sinking to the ground.

"Let me look at you," She told him. No response. "Clint, stop trying to be heroic and just..." She stopped short, as he looked up to her, ears gushing blood.

"Did you say something?" He asked. Her eyes grew as big as saucers, and she realized what must have happened.

"Can you hear me saying this?" She asked.

Clint tilted his head to the side. "Tasha speak up I can't.... I can't...." He paled and froze, realizing he couldn't even hear himself. "Oh Fuck what the hell happened?!"

"Shhhh!" Tasha hissed, pressing a finger to her lips. She took a stick and started writing in the dirt.

'You're hearing is messed up and we're stuck until morning,' she wrote. 'Be quiet and let me look you over.' He nodded slowly, trying to gulp back the fear rising up in him. He was a sniper. He RELIED on his senses. How was he going to be able to work if he couldn't hear? What was Phil going to...? Oh God.

"Comms. You got yours?" He asked. Natasha shook her head. He swallowed weakly. Well, they had no water, no first aid kit, and no way to call for help. Natasha ripped off part of her sleeve, tying it around Clint's leg to stop the bleeding. "Tasha, we need to rest." She nodded, pointing to him and then making a sleeping motion with her hands. "No way. You are NOT-"

'You're hurt. You need to rest more than me,' She wrote out. He humphed, but nodded.

"Cuddle?" She nodded, curling up by his side. They'd figure things out when the sun rose. For now, the important thing was to keep them safe. If anything had stuck with her, it was to do what keeps you alive.

* * * *

The next morning things went from bad to worse. Not only had they both fallen asleep, they woke to the sounds of gunfire at the door. Natasha woke first, dragging her gun out of it's holster. She shoved at Clint roughly, frowning at the amount of dried blood on his skin. He opened one eye, took in her stance, and drew his own weapons. No way he could shoot his bow right now, but a gun, he could handle sitting down. A few bangs later and the door went down, and suddenly it was an all out fire fight. Natasha swore in Russian at them, shooting until she ran out. Clint covered her as she reloaded, and then she started all over. They went like that, but she had only brought two clips with her. She paled when she ran out a second time.

This is it, She thought. This is how you will die. She closed her eyes as they closed in when all of a sudden....

Thwip! Bang! Everyone went down, and she saw an arrow in each victim. She looked behind her to see Clint, bloody and bruised, but bow in hand, ready to shoot whoever dared to come closer. She then looked in front of her, to see Phil, and at least a handful of other agents in front of the warehouse. She about melted into tears at the sight of them, and realized they were safe.

* * * *

When they reached the Heli-carrier, things went from bad to worse. In the process of extraction, the bullet wound in Clint's leg reopened, resulting in quite a bit of blood loss (And there was a lot of that to begin with). Natasha was cleared fairly quickly, and Maria was there with her the whole time. When she was discharged she ran straight to Phil.

"How is he?" She asked. Phil swallowed hard.

"Whatever they did to his ears, they destroyed his hearing," He choked out. "He's deaf."

Tiny little Tasha 15

Chapter 15:

Sue was the one who answered the door, her belly swollen in a way that just exuded pregnancy. But that wasn't the strangest part: she had a sniffling little boy on her hip.

"Um, babysitting?" Pepper asked.

"Something like that," Sue smiled. "Come on in." Natasha hid her face in Pepper's hair, feeling shy.

"Mommy I'm scared," She whispered.

Pepper rubbed her back. "It's okay. these people are nice, and they save the world too, just like Daddy," She explained gently.

"And you?" Natasha added.

"Um-"

"Tony AND Pepper? What a nice surprise," Reed said, coming down the stairs from what could only be described as a perch. "It's been too long Miss Potts."

"Oh Reed," She laughed. "How are you?"

"Never better," He said, wrapping an arm around Sue.

"Unca Reed I wanna play!" The little boy in her arms pouted.

"Johnny, you need to be patient. We're gonna play some really fun games with our friends," Reed said. "Where's... Tasha?" The little girl wiggled and hid her face in her hands. "Aw, someone's feeling shy."

"Yeah, she usually is," Pepper sighed, running a hand through the girl's hair. "What first?"

"I'd like to take some pictures of your bones if it's okay with you, Tasha," Reed said. Smart move, because the little girl seemed to respond better, asking how he'd see them if they were inside her body. It made the whole process easier. Johnny was so curious he could barely wait for Tasha to finish before he scrambled up on the table. Reed went through several rounds of tests on both children, some of which he had used when he and his friends had first found out about their powers.

"Hmm," He said, studying the results. "Seems whatever they were injected with caused the regression and change in structure. Are either of you familiar with age play?" Tony and Pepper glanced at each other before shaking their heads, a blush settling on both of their cheeks.

"What is it?" Clint asked, beginning to feel he was being ignored.

"From what I understand, it's when two adults consensually agree to be parent and child. It's a bit like roleplaying. Whether it has a sexual connotation or not is up to the adults, but it seems this was meant to be non-sexual. There must be an antidote, or it could wear off on it's own."

"And what do we do in the meantime?" Clint asked, beginning to feel way out of his comfort zone.

"We raise them like any other kids. What else CAN we do?" Reed said. "In all honesty with Johnny little too, I'll be able to study this more closely, but I'd like to give Natasha weekly check-ups, just to be safe."

Pepper and Clint both nodded. What else could they do?

"Is there a chance she could grow?" Clint asked hopefully.

"I'd doubt it, but we'll see in a week," Reed sighed. "In the meantime, be careful of flashbacks and-"

"NO! That's MINE!" Johnny screamed, yanking something from Natasha's hands. This resulted in the little girl screaming and tackling him to the ground. They rolled, trying to get the toy into each of their hands. Sue sighed and picked Johnny up, taking the toy herself.

"Johnny Storm you are better than that," She said firmly. "You need to share. Tell Natasha you're sorry."

"NO!" The toddler screamed, wiggling in her arms. Reed tried to hide the amused smirk he felt and took the boy from her.

"Johnny, if you can't say you're sorry, you'll have to go in timeout," He warned. Johnny stuck out his tongue, and that resulted in him being placed in the naughty chair and a timer being set.

"Tasha, it wasn't nice to scream," Pepper said firmly.

"I'm sowwy Momma," she said, hugging the girl. Pepper smiled and scooped her up. Reed gave them a few parting instructions before they left, Pepper sat in the back with Natasha.

"I need to get to the office," she sighed. 

Natasha heard this and clung tightly to Pepper. "No Mama you can't!" she cried.

Shot In the Dark: Chapter 4

Guys. I PASSED ALL MY CLASSES. :D This is cause for great celebration! Which means.... UPDATE ON THIS STORY! :D I don't think there are any necessary warnings for this one, but if you find one, just shout it at me and I will add it. :P ALSO! Since I am finished with school until January, that HOPEFULLY means more time to write, which means more Tiny Little Tasha, Big Time Boyfriend, and all your other favorites. :D So enjoy this one my lovelies.

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Chapter 4:

"Promise me something?" Katie asked as Kendall pulled back on to the highway.

"Anything," Kendall said, turning down the radio.

"Promise me next time you'll just stop," Katie begged.

Kendall blushed. "Okay," He mumbled. Katie smiled, turning the radio back up, kissing the boy softly on the cheek, yawning sleepily. Kendall chuckled. "Rest." Katie nodded, grabbing her stuffed platypus from by her feet, snuggling in to her seat. Kendall smiled, switching the music off. He drove for a short bit before the soda caught up with him. He didn't want to stop, he was afraid of waking Katie up. But he also didn't want to have another accident. What would she think then? He sighed, pulling off at the first rest stop he saw. He went like that for two more hours, Katie sleeping until about three, never noticing when Kendall stopped.

"Hey sleepy," Kendall said, noticing the small girl waking up.

"Hi," Katie yawned, setting her platypus back down at her feet. She flipped the music back on, her phone cutting it off suddenly when Carlos called.

"Hellooo?" Katie answered.

"Hey, mandatory gas stop at the next exit okay?" he explained.

"Gotcha," The two occupants of the car answered together. They hung up, going back to the music. It wasn't long before they reached the exit, seeing Logan's truck following behind them, assuming James was behind the truck. They pulled in to the seven eleven, parking first in front of the convenience store. Logan dropped down from the truck while Carlos slid down from the passenger side.

"What's up?" Katie asked once they were all huddled up.

"Just a heads up, it's a gated community, so just call me when you finally get there, because they won't let you in without my permission, got it?"

"And that's the whole reason we had to stop?!" James asked.

"Hey Mary here needs gas!" Logan argued, petting his truck gingerly. Katie rolled her eyes. She needed gas too, but she was hungry. She grabbed a bottle of raspberry tea and some corn nuts before heading up front to pay for that and her gas.

"Boo!" Carlos shouted.

"Hey," Katie said with a small smile.

"Lexie can't wait for you to get there," Carlos said, examining the gum.

"A-Alexa's coming?" Katie stammered out. She always looked childish compared to her, and everyone always treated her like a little kid when Alexa was around.

"Yeah, she really wants to get to know you, especially after the secret ordeal at the label's Christmas party last year, when you had to leave early." They both shuddered at that. "Promise me you won't cut this summer? Please?" Katie nodded, looking at her fingers.

"I'm more prepared for publicity this time around, should there be any," She whispered.

"What're you guys whispering about?" Kendall said as he wrapped his arm around Katie.

"Oh just the fact Alexa's coming," Katie said, managing a weak smile. Kendall kissed Katie's hair softly. He knew how she felt around the other girl. They went back out to the car to pump the gas, Katie sliding back in to the driver's side.

"Relax," Kendall said as they pulled out of the parking lot. "I'm not gonna let them compare you to Alexa this time." Katie nodded, not really buying it. Kendall sighed, sliding the CD he'd made for her into the player.

The first day's the hardest 9

It's been quite a while since I last posted in this series. Let's fix that shall we? :D For those who didn't read the last chapter (Or couldn't), a quick update: Natasha was kidnapped, and then she got stuck in the chair they used on The Winter Soldier in Captain America 2. Then Maria and Clint found her. Now then!

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Chapter 9:

Clint wasn't one to typically flip his shit. In fact, before Natasha came along, he was a pretty mellow, carefree sort of guy. And then Natasha came, and suddenly his world was flipped upside down. But it was good. It made him accountable, gave him a reason to give half a shit about anything. She NEEDED him and, in a strange way, he kind of needed her.

And then her fucking doctor suggested she go for a run OUTSIDE of the SHIELD base. Phil had made sure the poor doctor was properly taken care of, and that they would be finding her a new shrink once they got Tasha back. IF they got Tasha back.

They did end up finding her, but not before whatever the hell-chair-of-doom got it's claws on her. Or rather her skull. There were burn marks on her head, parts of her curls were singed off, and she was currently unconscious in the SHIELD med-bay. She had been for going on two days. Someone was sitting there, around the clock. Well, sort of. Maria had tried, but somewhere between Natasha disappearing and someone finding her whereabouts, Maria had come to the conclusion that she kind of had an amorous thing for Natasha. This resulted in a lot of tears until Phil- God bless the man- had convinced her to stay home, and get some rest and clear her mind. So, Naturally, that left the two of them to be with Natasha. Clint usually took the night shifts, so that Phil could stay with her and get work done during the days.

It was currently three in the morning, and Clint was in a bit of a coffee haze when he heard, in perfect Russian, "I know you."

He looked up, and sure enough, her eyes were open, and she was staring straight at him. He could have kissed her, if not for the fact that his instincts were telling him something was very wrong. "I don't speak Russian," He responded, hoping that he hadn't botched that bit of Russian and she still knew English.

"Oh," She answered, this time in English. "....What am I doing here?"

"....It's complicated," He said. "What do you remember?"

".....I was trying to take down a target, but this man... he was following me. I think he wanted to kill me," She answered slowly.

Okay, that he could work with. "Well, I'm here to tell you he didn't want to kill you," Clint said, standing up. Natasha flinched, and Clint knew what that meant. "Easy Red. I'm not going to hurt you."

"That's what they all say," She muttered. "What makes you different?"

Clint smirked, grabbing Pinkie Bear from the chair, handing it to Natasha. "Cuz I got you this. You may not remember it, but I did."

Natasha stared at the toy blankly. It was too pink and fuzzy for her to ever want it. And yet.... As soon as she touched it, that say came back to her: Food, shopping, something about being eternally ageless.

"Anything?" Clint asked. Her hands trembled and she nodded.

"We... went to the shopping center. You bought me things and didn't ask me to get you off to thank you."

"Good," Clint beamed. "Do you remember who I am?"

She shook her head. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. You kind of went through hell." He shrugged. "I guess I should get Phil..."

"To do what?" There was that hesitant, nervous girl he had come to love like his sister.

"Relax. I'm your.... handler. He's my Fiance."

"You are gay?"

Clint smirked. "You could say that."

Turns out that what had happened was a bit of mental re-calibration. It  didn't affect much, just what she had been through since she came to SHIELD. Not too bad, if he did say so. But that meant that they were back at square one. She was probably still dealing with PTSD, and all it's nasty side effects, and Fury was going to want to get his grubby hands on her and turn her into his own personal weapon. No way in HELL was Clint going to let that happen.

"We need to take her home," He finally said to Phil, once Natasha was asleep.

"Clint, she is home," He said, clearly not getting it.

"No Phil, HOME home. Like to your old place, or somewhere we'll all fit. I don't want Fury twisting her mind," He elaborated.

"Still don't trust him, do you Barton?" Phil sighed.

"I trust very few people Sir," Clint said, slipping into his professional (At least, as professional as he got) mode. "You're one of them. And I trust her, but she doesn't trust herself yet. We need to give her a safe place to find herself."

Phil smiled at him. "Now you're thinking like a handler. I'll talk to Agent Hill. She can probably come up with something."

* * * *

Turns out Maria was very good at coming up with things. She offered her own apartment to the three of them, on the premise that nothing was broken. So, the day Natasha was discharged, they took her back to their new (temporary) home. Phil was lining up shrinks to screen for Natasha, who to be honest was still very out of it. She was eating and drinking okay, but naturally her sleep habits weren't much better than before.

The first night was the worst. Every few hours she would wake up screaming, dripping in sweat, the bed soaked. She sobbed as Clint tried to help her, the same fears as before emerging. It took Maria showing up to get things settled, and then there was evening hot cocoa.

"Fury is really living up to his name for this one, Barton," She informed the man. "You better have a plan."

"I do," He said, though it wasn't 100% complete.

"Do you?" Phil asked with a deadpan.

"I do! Those idiots before wanted to turn her into a civilian, at most a replacement for Phil," He growled. "I see more than that in her. So I'm gonna take care of the girl MY way. She can be a field agent. If I take my time with her like you took with me Phil."

Both Phil and Maria's eyes widened. "Barton, you already had months of experience," Phil started.

"She has a whole childhood behind her Phil. She's broken, just like I was. She was tired of fighting and running, just like me. I look at her and I see myself. And I see potential."

Maria smiled warmly at him. "You know, I quite like it when you get all sappy Barton," She said, taking a sip of her cocoa. "I'll file the paperwork for you two to take some time off tomor- well, when I go in today. And, for the love of God, plan the wedding while you're off. Fury made a bet and I'd love to see him lose."

Phil chuckled, nodding. "We really do need to get it done, Clint."

"When we're good and ready," He muttered, jumping when Natasha screamed again.

"Good thing the walls are sound-proofed," Maria sighed. She stood, striding off to the bedroom.

"Clint?" It was Phil, his fiance, talking now. The man who knew that Hawkeye wasn't crazy when he brought the Black Widow in. The man who saw past the hurt and drama and show-boy attitude and saw potential in him. The man who taught him to write his name. "I'm proud of you." Clint beamed. For once, just once, he knew he hadn't fucked everything up. He knew that he had made the right choice, and for that, he was grateful.

* * * *

Turns out that, if given enough time and a therapist who DID actually care about her, Natasha was a lot better off. Which was why she was currently sparring with Clint on base, waiting for Maria and Phil to finish their meeting.

"Damnit! You gotta teach me how you always do that," Clint muttered, completely pinned to the ground.

"Oh, you'd like to know that, wouldn't you?" Natasha said, crawling off of him and offering her hand. Clint stuck his tongue out, grabbing it before attacking Natasha with tickles. She squealed, trying to run away before she heard someone enter the gym. The two of them looked up, seeing Maria Hill and Phil Coulson walk into the room, a file folder in their hands.

"Are you sure you're ready Natasha?" Maria asked nervously.

"Never been more sure about anything," She smirked, hugging the woman.

Phil kindly averted his gaze from them, handing Clint the mission file. "How do you two feel about Budapest?"

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OOOOOOO AND THE PLOT THICKENS!!! xD I always knew it would end up there at some point. And what an interesting update THAT will be. ;D I told you things would get happier. Idk when the next update will be, but just give me some time, because I PROMISE It will not disappoint. :D

Big Time Boyfriend Part 129

OMG guys this is the last thing I have pre-written. :'(( Okay, don't cry. This isn't the end. I WILL finish this thing. This is my freaking BABY. I've been through so much with this story and it is GOING to get a proper ending. I swear. Look forward to the holidays with these guys, and the beautiful reunion of Katie and Kendall. Omg for anyone who has taken the time to read this, THANK YOU. Okay, deep breath. WARNINGS: Little Katie (Gasp!)...... And it looks like that's it. :D Also I finish part one of my final today. Gah! Enjoy this one lovelies!

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Episode 129:

"Katie?" Carlos said softly. She whimpered and pulled the covers over her head. He smiled, sitting on the bed.

"You're mad, awen't you?" She rasped.

"Why would I be mad?" He asked, pretending to be oblivious. 

"Didn't Lucy tell you?" She asked, peeking her head out to look at him.

"When have I ever been mad at you about it Katie?" He asked. "Plus, you don't feel good. And you're under so much stress right now. It's okay."

The little girl nodded, cuddling close to Carlos. "Can I have ice cream?" She asked.

Carlos nodded. "I'll go get it, alright? You just stay here." Katie nodded, not needing to be told twice. Carlos smiled as he headed downstairs.

"How is she?" Camille asked nervously.

"She wants ice cream," Carlos shrugged. "And her throat is sore." Camille and Logan exchanged a look. "What?"

"I think you need to go to the store," Camille said to Logan. "She's gonna want soda too and you know what happens when she get sick."

Logan nodded. "What size is your bed Carlos?" He asked.

"A full, but what's going on?" 

Camille nodded to Logan, and he got up to leave. "Check the apartment too. You," She said, turning to Carlos, "Come here. We need to have a little talk."

Lucy took that as her cue to take James upstairs. Carlos sighed and sat next to Camille nervously.

"Look, you're not in trouble or anything if that's what you're thinking. But... You're the only one who can get her to open up and I've seen her like this before," Camille said softly.

"Look, if it makes you feel better, I'm ninety nine percent sure I'm gay," Carlos said before mentally smacking himself. "Sorry I didn't mean-"

"Carlos breathe," Camille giggled. "I'm not worried about anything like that, okay? But... When she gets sick she tends to regress a little."

"Oh... Oh," Carlos said, beginning to put it together. "How badly?"

"Depends on how sick she is," Camille sighed. "if it's not too bad she just gets a little more clingy and needy. But when she gets like the flu or strep I end up with essentially a clingy toddler who can't quite make it to the bathroom."

Carlos chewed on his lip as he listened to Camille. "So that's why Logan wanted to know about my bed?" he asked.

Camille nodded. "He's gonna grab some pull-ups for her, just to be safe. But just.... Be careful with her, alright?"

Carlos nodded. "So just lots of cuddles and movies?" he asked. 

Camille nodded. "Just remind her to get up and try to pee. She gets so upset after an accident."

Carlos nodded. "Need anything else while I'm down here?"

"Some tea would be nice."

Big Time Boyfriend Part 128

Guys, this is our second to last update for this one. :'( This story isn't finished though. Not by a LONG SHOT. I have it plotted through to the end. I just have to actually WRITE IT OUT. :P This has honestly been incredible to publish. Well, you know what? I'll save the sappiness for tomorrow's update. :P WARNINGS: Bed-wetting, James being an adorable little baby. :P Like seriously, baby James is quickly becoming one of my favorite things, behind little Tony and little Tasha. :P Enjoy lovelies!

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Episode 128:

"I need new pajamas," Katie choked out with a blush, her throat sore. Carlos nodded, offering her his hand to hold, which she gladly accepted. "I-I'm sorry I woke you up."

"Shh, don't worry about it," He said softly. "Did you have a bad dream?"

Katie nodded, tears welling in her eyes. "About him," She whimpered. Carlos rubbed her back as he handed her new clothes. She quietly accepted them and went back across the hall to change, finding Carlos on the side of the bed against the wall when she returned.

"In case you need a quick escape again," He said softly with a smile. Katie nodded, curling into him as she got into bed, her thumb going back in to her mouth as she fell back in to a deep sleep.

THE NEXT MORNING, IN THE LIVING ROOM....

"Hey," Lucy said softly, walking in to the apartment.

"Hey," Carlos said, standing over a stove, cooking. "James and Katie are still asleep."

"They probably wore themselves out yesterday," Lucy said, setting her backpack on the table.

"Yeah, and K was feeling pretty crappy last night too, I think she's got a cold or something," Carlos added. "You want some pancakes?"

"Yeah, and I'll go get James too," She said. "He shouldn't sleep past ten anyways." Carlos nodded, fixing everyone plates while Lucy ran upstairs.

"Mommy!" James cheered softly when he saw her.

"Hi angel," she cooed, helping him off the ladder. "You ready for a bath?"

"Yeah Mommy," James said happily, crawling along and stopping to sit in front of Katie's bed.

"Let her sleep angel," Lucy said, pushing him gently towards the bathroom before checking the girl's forehead. "Carlos said she didn't feel good and she has a fever."

"Yeah and she went potty too," James said, entering his baby mindset. Lucy looked down and saw she had kicked off the blankets and was soaked and shivering.

"Can you be a big boy and get changed so I can help her?" She asked him.

James pouted. "Den mommy baby me?" he asked hopefully.

Lucy giggled and nodded. "All day long," she cooed with a kiss. James giggled, running to the bathroom with a smile. Lucy sighed, gently rubbing the girl's back. "Kaaaatieeee," she cooed. 

"Mnf, I don' feew good," she whined.

"I know sweetie, but we need to clean up," Lucy said. Katie frowned and began to whimper.

"Don' wanna," she whimpered. "Feew stupid."

"Shh, it's okay honey," she cooed. "We just have to clean up and then you can go back to sleep."

"Don't wanna sleep, want Los," Katie hiccuped, tears beginning to run down her cheeks.

"Alright. If we clean up, I promise to get him," Lucy said. 

Katie nodded, coughing harshly before wincing. "My throat hurts," she croaked.

Lucy nodded with a sad smile. "I'll fix it," she said. "Come on, bath time."

MEANWHILE DOWNSTAIRS:

"Hi Carlos," James said shyly.

"Hey buddy!" he said happily, Logan and Camille now awake too. "You want some breakfast?"

James nodded eagerly, pouring a mountain of syrup on his plate before Carlos could stop him. 

"Whoa there bud," he said, quickly taking the bottle from him. "Too much sugar is bad for your teeth and your body."

James pouted but didn't push the issue. He was kind of glad Carlos was indulging him, since he was still a little unsure. But then again, whenever Kendall wasn't around, Carlos and Logan usually stepped it up. "Help me cut it?" James asked with an adorable smile.

Carlos chuckled but nodded, happy to spoil James a little. He didn't care to admit it but he loved kids. "So where's Mommy?" He asked.

"Helping Katie," James said with a mouthful. "She don' feel good and she had an accident again." Carlos frowned, and wondered if she would be well enough to even go see Kendall this weekend.

"Hey Lucy!" Logan and Camille called with full mouths.

"Hey guys!" Lucy giggled before turning to Carlos. "I need to talk to you, alone."

Carlos nodded, shoving his last bite in his mouth before turning to James. "Be a big boy and finish eating, alright?"

James nodded, taking his fork and shoving more food in his mouth. Carlos chuckled before following Lucy upstairs.

"She wet the bed again and she didn't want me to tell you but I figured James already did," she quickly explained. "But I promised her I would get you after we took care of things. She has a fever too, but I gave her some Advil."

Carlos nodded. "I hope she can still go this weekend," he sighed. Lucy shrugged, going downstairs. Carlos knocked gently on the door. "Katie?"

Big Time Boyfriend Part 127

IT IS THE FIRST DAY OF FINALS GUYS. GAH. Anyways, I'm gonna keep in the original notes I had when I wrote this. WARNINGS: General AB/DL topics, a little boy who doesn't want to go to bed, MENTIONS of spanking and wetting. Diapers. Think that should be it. OH! and a nightmare. :D Enjoy lovelies!

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Episode 127: Cold.

(AN: I don't even know with the titles anymore. If I think of a good one I'll type it, but I think I'm just gonna stop naming chapters. That cool with everyone? Good, cuz I'm doing it anyways. ;)

"Mmm, but now it's time for bed," Lucy cooed, earning herself a pout.

"I'm not tired!" James whined.

Lucy sighed. "I don't care James, it's late, and quiet down before you wake them up," She said, pointing to Logan and Camille, both asleep curled close to each other. James frowned and stomped up the steps. "James Matthew Diamond stop!"

James frowned and turned around, tired and cranky. "I don't wanna go to bed!" He said loudly.

Lucy frowned deeply, going into mommy mode. "James Diamond you WILL go to bed or you will you get a spanking," She said evenly, successfully terrifying James.

"Please no Mama!" He begged, tears in his eyes. "I sowwy! I just don't like going to bed, it means I gotta be a baby. I hate bedtime."

"Shh, angel calm down," Lucy said, leading him to the bedroom and shutting the door, grabbing the changing supplies. "I know angel, but you know what happens if you don't wear protection. And no one cares, remember?"

"But I care Mommy!" He said, beginning to cry.

"Shhh, angel you shouldn't," she cooed, rubbing his belly. "It's natural, and it's kind of cute. You know that I love you no matter what."

"Yeah," He sniffled. "I jus' hate it."

"I know," She said, helping him into bed. "But Mommy will always love you, remember that, okay?"

James nodded. "I always love you too Mommy," he mumbled, sucking his thumb as his eyes slowly closed. She smiled, kissing his forehead before turning to see Katie trudge in and collapse on Carlos' bed, him watching, a mix of lust and pain on his face.

"You okay?" she whispered. He shook his head with a sigh.

"I love her," He sighed. "And then I can't even hit the pool because I get the hots for the lifeguard."

"It'll sort itself out," Lucy said, going downstairs with him to pack up her things. "I'll be back in the morning for James."

"Just let yourself in," He yawned. "You okay to go back to your place alone?"

"Yeah, I'll call if something happens," She said. Carlos nodded with a yawn. "Get some sleep."

Carlos nodded. "Night," he said with a wave. He let Lucy walk out the door before shutting it, going upstairs, and pulling Katie close as he got in to bed.

TWO IN THE MORNING....

BEGIN KATIE'S POV:

I was running away from the chainsaw maniac as fast as I could. My heart was pounding, and he was coming up on me fast when all of a sudden, I tripped. I tumbled down a hill, landing in a brook. I heard the roar of the chainsaw and assumed he was coming to get me when all of a sudden I heard Carlos' voice calling me.

"Katie, come on, wake up," He said eagerly. I stood up, only to come face to face with HIM.

END KATIE'S POV

"Katie come on, wake up, you're having a bad dream," Carlos said, shaking her shoulder. Katie woke with a gasp, falling out of bed before running to the bathroom.

"Huh? Wha's wrong?" James mumbled, still in baby mode.

"Nothing," Carlos cooed, rubbing his back. "Go back to sleep buddy." James nodded, popping his thumb into his mouth, sucking happily and falling asleep. Carlos sighed, waiting until he was certain James was asleep before waiting outside the bathroom door for Katie. She finally opened the door, her eyes red and puffy from crying.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Carlos asked, trying to hug her before she pulled away.

"I need new pajamas," She mumbled, blushing and whimpering.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 126

Aaaaand this is where it starts getting a little weird to be honest. :P Seriously tho... Okay, WARNINGS: Discussions of love, orientation, um..... I think that's it. Oh! And general awkwardness. Also, I'm about up to date on this series. :P Guess I'm going to have to start working on it again, huh? Well, we should have enough to get through the week at least. :) Enjoy my lovelies!

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Episode 126: Cupid's curse

Carlos slid in to the back with Katie, knowing how upset she was.

"Just close your eyes," He whispered, rubbing her back since she was half awake. Katie curled into the Latino, trying to forget what had happened and focus on the good of that day. Somewhere in the middle of that she fell asleep.

"Is she out?" Logan asked.

"Yeah," Carlos said, gripping the sleeping girl tighter.

"What.... happened back there?"

Carlos looked down at Katie, her shorts still soaked and probably making her cold. "She'd kill me if I told you," He finally said.

"Well she's asleep and she'll never know," Logan argued.

"You'd be amazed how heavily influenced dreams can be by the sounds around a person," Carlos countered. He wasn't about to break her trust.

"Carlos I can see her shorts," Logan pointed out.

Carlos sighed. "She's really embarrassed though, so don't bring it up." Logan nodded, turning back to the front. James thought back to the day at the mall, when Katie had done the same thing for him that Carlos was doing for her. Katie shivered, making Carlos pull her tighter.

"I'll turn the AC down," James said, noticing. Carlos let his head fall back against the seat.

"What am I gonna do?" He finally said. "I keep falling more and more in love."

"I dunno man," James said, thinking about Lucy. "Once you fall... you're stuck." Carlos sighed, frustrated.

"She's leaning on me, and I can't help it! But I can't hurt Kendall or her. God I hate this!"

"I know man," James said. "It'll all work out in the end though, somehow things always do. And you might wake her up, we're almost out of gas for real this time."

Carlos sighed and nodded, waiting until James and Carlos were gone before he tried to wake her. "Kaaaaatieeeee," He whispered in a sing-song voice. "Wake uuuuuuuup."

"Whyy?" She whined hoarsely.

"Cuz we stopped for Gas and I have to pee," Carlos said softly. Katie nodded, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"Okay," She said with a yawn. "Me too."

"Then come on," He said, opening the door. Katie nodded and climbed out, making sure to pull the sweatshirt over her shorts. "Relax," he added. "It's almost ten thirty at night and no one is here."

Katie nodded shyly, following Carlos inside and to the back, sighing when the bathrooms came into view.

(Okay this is just weird, I'm timeskipping to when they get home...)

"Hey guys," Camille said softly.

"Hey," James and Logan answered, the latter sitting down and wrapping his arms around her.

"How was Six Flags?" She asked happily.

"It was... interesting," James concluded.

"It was amazing," Logan said happily. "But I'm glad to be home now."

"Me too," James said, nuzzling Lucy.

"Mmm, but now it's time for bed," Lucy cooed, earning herself a pout.

"I'm not tired!" James whined.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 125

Yes, this entire chapter is baiscally a text conversation between Logan and Camille. No, I do not regret it, I wrote most of this on my phone. I, personally, think it's kind of cute. :P also, I am very aware that I did not post at all this weekend. I was working and did not have Time to prep anything or post it. Anyways, enjoy lovelies.

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Episode 125: TIP TAP WE WUZ TAKING A BATH! xD

"Are they okay?" Logan asked.

"Yeah, wait here for them," James said, digging the car keys out of Logan's bag. "I'm gonna go get the car and I'll call you when I'm out front, okay?"

Logan nodded, pulling out his phone and texting Camille while he waited.

L: Hey babe.

C: Hey hun. ;) Sup?

L: Lots.

C: Oh? Like what?

L: Like Katie.

C: Oh geez. what now?

L: Umm.. 

C: Just spill.

L: Well she... Ugh this is so awkward.

C: Just tell me Logan.

L: She wet herself.

C: Awww. :( poor kid.

L: Ikr?

C: Sigh. Maybe we should put her back in pull-ups for a while..

L: No, that'd just make her more embarrassed.

C: But...

L: Trust me. Carlos has been pumping fluids in her since this morning, and she got real scared in the haunted house.

C: YOU LET HER IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE?!?!

L: She agreed to it.

C: Ugh. You are all idiots sometimes.

L: It wasn't my idea.

C: Still, she's still gonna have nightmares...

L: Oh, here they come, gtg

C: kk. c u soon. <3 u

Logan sighed, before his phone went off again, but this time it was James:

Out front when they get there.

Logan motioned for Carlos to follow him. They all loaded up and James drove them into the night.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 124

Save me, it's Black Friday. D: Also I am awake at an unGODLY hour of the morning. I miss the days when I would close. :( Eh, at least I don't have to spend EONS on straightening the store tonight! :) I just have to deal with insanity. :/ Anyways, WARNINGS: Still dealing with wetting/aftermath of wetting, Some hurt/comfort. You know, the basics when I do a wetting chapter. :P Enjoy lovelies!

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Episode 124: Itchy and Scratchy

(AN: I feel like I've used that as a title before.... Eh, it's not like anyone ever reads them anyways! :P)

They all stood trying to catch her breath when it happened; Katie lost control and started peeing.

"Shit!" She whispered, her shorts now soaked and a huge puddle forming at her feet. Carlos looked over and saw what was happening and wrapped the small girl in his arms, doing his best to conceal her.

James saw the puddle forming under her and his heart broke as she started crying softly, the day at the mall flashing in his mind. "Hey Logan come on, I have something to show you," he said, instantly dragging Logan away, in an attempt to give the others some privacy.

"Wait what about-"

"They need some space," James explained, not stopping until they couldn't see Katie and Carlos.

"Why, are they okay?" Logan asked.

"Physically, yeah," James said. "Just.... they need some time to sort themselves out." Logan nodded, still not understanding. A group of actors holding a coffin walked past them then, followed by a huge mass of people.

"Wanna see what that's all about?" Logan asked. "They'll call if they need us, won't they?" James nodded in agreement.

MEANWHILE....

"Shh," Carlos soothed, noticing the puddle had stopped growing. Katie refused to look up, still sobbing. "Hey, it's gonna be okay, I promise."

"H-how? Everyone is gonna see," Katie choked out.

"Shh, you're not the only one. Think about all those times it happened to James. All the times it's happened on purpose," Carlos said, whispering the last part. Katie looked up at him.

"You knew?" She asked.

Carlos nodded. "I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, and if James knew he wouldn't let anything happen either."

"He knew, he wouldn't have tugged Logan off if he didn't," Katie sniffled.

"See? I'm not gonna let anything- well, I'm not gonna let anything ELSE happen," Carlos assured her. Katie nodded, still not making any move away from Carlos, shivering as it was kind of cold. Carlos untied the sweatshirt at his waist and offered it to Katie.

"Thanks," she sniffled, sliding it over her head. Carlos smiled when he saw it covered her shorts almost all the way.

"Come on, let's go find the others and head home," He said, placing his arm over her shoulder.

"Mkay," Katie mumbled, her throat a little sore from all the crying. She kept an arm around his waist protectively as they walked, Carlos glaring at anyone who so much as looked at them.

"C-can we stop for a minute?" Katie asked.

"Sure," Carlos said, leading her over to the benches. She leaned her body up against Carlos.

"How about I call James to get the car and we just head home, eh?" Katie nodded, sleepy. Carlos sighed and dialed James.

"Hey! You two okay??" He shouted over the background noise.

"Yeah, for the most part," Carlos said.

"How bad is it?" James shouted again.

"Tell him it's like that time when we were at the mall," Katie rasped.

"That bad?" James asked, finally having gotten far enough away from the noise to hear.

"Yeah, can you get the car and bring it up front please?" Carlos asked.

"Yeah, but there's a huge thing going on by the gates," James worried.

"We.... found a solution," Carlos said. "Just get the car, okay?"

"Kay," James said, hanging up.

"Carwos I'm sleepy," Katie mumbled, her thumb partially in her mouth. Carlos smiled, scooping her up and setting her on his hip. "Nooo! I'll get you all icky!"

"Oh hush, it's not like I haven't been icky before, and I clean easily," He said. Katie was too tired and felt too crappy to argue. So instead she just leaned against Carlos and fell asleep.