Stand Together: An Avengers Fan Fiction.

Chapter 22-Is that your Question?

A/N: told you I would update;)

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Chapter 22-Is that your Question?

I've heard it said that pure joy comes from utter sadness.

Is it true?

I surely hope so.

Before the Avengers I had three people I loved.

Only three.

Clint Barton.

Natasha Romanoff.

Derrick Daniels.

Over the years I added many more to this list.

Steve Rogers.

Emma Yard.

Stephen Kirk.

Peter and Rebekah.

Melinda May.

Skye.

But now as I stand here, I wonder who I truly love. My true friends.

Do I have any?

Friendship: a person attached to another person due to personal regards.

That's what the dictionary definition says.

My version?

Friendship: Rare.

I can scratch Skye, Emma, Clint, and everyone else at S.H.I.E.L.D off my list since they hate me right now.

Steve, Natasha, and May are gone for lying to me.

Before you go all 'hold up there why are you defriending Nat?' Let me explain.

First and lastly, she wanted Steve and Clint to come to her rescue.

Not me.

When I showed up, Nat freaked.

Who does that leave?

Peter, Beka, Hollie, and Stephen.

Not exactly my first choice.

Well, Stephen maybe, but...you know.

And now, I kick Derrick Daniels off my list.

Derrick Daniels.

I have known Derrick since the moment Clint entered my life.

Actually the day we met, I threw up on him.

*Eleven Years Ago*

I was nine.

Small.

Weak.

I had seen things most...all children my age never saw.

I was terrified.

But not alone.

"Clint Barton is thirteen years old," Agent hill explained.

I had not seen Fury since the day before when he told me I was expecting a new trainer.

"I don't want a new partner," I said.

Hill acted as if my comment was thin air,

"Agent Barton was found in the New York School for the Gifted. Agent Daniels discovered Clint when he stood up to a bully with nothing but a child's rubber bow and arrow kit."