Angel

~10~

"Привет Hayley."

I walk forward slightly as I hear someone trying to get through the back door. Before I can say anything Clint disarms the two in the living room and a fight breaks out. Clint tries to keep them both busy but as he is occupied with one the other gets a hold of a gun and goes to shoot Clint. Without thinking I throw the knife into his back and he drops down as Clint knocks the other out. Clint looks to me and is about to say something when the back door opens so he grabs my hand and pulls me to the car outside. As we drive away I look back to see the two from the back watching us drive away.

Clint sighs in some relief, "dammit, looks like Hydra found us. You okay?"

I breath out, "yea." I'm surprised he hasn't asked about the knife, it is impossible for an untrained civilian to throw an unweighted knife with that much accuracy. I'm going to have to tell him soon.

We drive for about 15 minutes before Clint decides to change cars since this one can be tracked. He hotwires a silver BMW, we drive for another 15 minutes before Clint pull up a few blocks away from a motel. We get a room at the motel for the night before we can continue our drive to Avengers tower. "We should be fine here," he states as he place two guns on the side table near the bed, I didn't even notice him take the guns from the house.

"You sure you're okay?" he asks as I sit on the bed with one of my legs pulled up so I can rest my chin on it.

"Yeah, i'm fine."

"Okay. I have to ask," I figured he would bring this up eventually, "how did you throw that knife?"

I look to him hesitating, I don't really want to tell him, he might hate me, "I....I....uh haven't exactly told you everything about me."

He sits down next to me and grabs my hands so i'll look at him, "you know you can tell me anything."

"Not this, you'd hate me," I reply as a tear slips out, he catches it and kisses me.

"Just tell me," he states softly.

I take a deep breath and look at him, "before I met you and Mary....uh.... I worked for Hydra," more tears flow out as I look at his expression, he goes to say something but I interrupt him, "if you're going to hate me at least let me finish." He nods for me to continue.

"I don't really remember my family, I was six when I first got to Hydra. I was part of a program in Russia that was similar to the Red Room. There was a group of us, all around the same age, who were trained and at the end of training we had to fight against each other, one on one. Each of us fought to the death until there was only two left. The winner of the last fight would become one of Hydra's assets, an assassin. And that was me," by the end tears are fully streaming down my face and Clint's expression holds some sympathy.

"Hayley.... I .... I could never hate you," he whispers.

"After everything i've done you should," I reply as I cry harder. Clint pulls me closer and holds me against him rubbing my back.

"The way I see it, you had no other choice," he tells me and he's not wrong but it doesn't make what i've done right.

"I've killed so many people and I...." I choke on my sobs. Clint pulls me so we're lying down and I have my head on his chest.

After my sobs stop I look up to Clint and sigh, "the Angel of Death."

"Huh?"

"That's me. The assassin the Angel of Death. The rumours were right, the Angel of Death and the Winter Soldier are Hydra," I tell him.

"I still love you."