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Clint entered the safe house, to see William brewing his fifth cup of coffee, while also pouring blood into it, while the sounds of the news broadcast echoed off the walls. They were pinning the murder on Ronin, but they couldn't be blamed. All the evidence pointed that way.
"Oh my God. Wait. Wait.... They think I...... They think I'm that...... vigilante?", Kate said with worry etched on her features. Both men walked over to the couch she was sitting on, and the Stark placed his palm on her shoulder, rubbing his thumb in a comforting manner. She placed her palm over his as she let out a long exhale.
"It's been less than 24 hours and you've already been on the news twice. Impressive.", the retired archer said sassily. The vampire glared at him and he raised his hands in surrender.
"Told you that suit was bad news.", he said walking back towards the kitchen. Kate turned back towards him, and got up.
"I gotta go.", she said and began to move towards the door, but Clint blocked her path.
"No, No, No, No, No, did I mention No.", the icily pale boy said, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back. The Bishop heir merely rolled her eyes.
"Yeah. That's uh, that's the last thing you need to do, actually. Let's not forget the Tracksuit guys trying to kill you twice yesterday. I'm going to find this suit, and until I do, you're gonna stay put. It's not safe, obviously." Clint had been trying to give Kate the cold shoulder since he met her. But his care for the girl was evident.
"Not showing up at work is not safe. My mom's already high strung. I'm surprised she hasn't called me already." She turned to the whiskey eyed boy with pleading eyes, which resulted in a long sigh to escape his lips.
"Okay. Uncle Clint, I'll stay with her. She'll be safe."
"See? I'll have Will with me. My mom's just gonna come find me anyways. She owns a security company. It's literally the safest place I can be."
"Yeah, no. You're just not gonna listen to me are you." Kate stays silent for a minute before saying, "I want to. But no."
A beat passes.
"Go get changed, you look silly. And stay with Will. If you don't, I'll have him handcuff you to the bed." William grimaced while Kate lust looked at the soles of her feet with a flustered smile.
"You had to make it weird.", he commented, causing Clint to merely smirk and walk away.
"I'm gonna be late because of you two.", Kate commented to the two men walking on either side of her. William had his blood red hoodie up, which he was wearing under his midnight black overcoat. He was also sporting matching ripped jeans, along with purple tinted spectacles and a walking cane to sell the fact that he is blind. His palm had a firm grip on her elbow, as he led her through the bustling streets of New York. The crowd chatted amongst themselves about anything and everything. The delicious aroma of hot dogs, fries and coffee wafted through the atmosphere, livening up everyone's moods.
