The house was a nice tan/peach color with green shutters. A large porch that creaked as you walked on it, sat just before the door.
"What is this place?" I hear Thor ask.
"Safe house." Tony repeats the vague answer Clint had given.
"Let's hope." Clint says.
We all make our way through the door and are greeted with stairs. We walk to the right and into a living room of sorts. Parlor room? I don't know. But I can see the large kitchen and dining table from where we stand. Very open home. Very nice I have to say.
"Honey? I'm home." Clint says. Bruce and I look at each other in shock. A very pregnant woman walks into the room, looking surprised we're all here.
"Hi," Clint says sheepishly. "Company. Sorry, didn't call ahead." He apologized. She smiles and kisses him before they hug.
"What. Is going on?" I whisper to no one.
"This is an agent of some kind." Tony rationalizes.
"Gentlemen, lady. This is Laura." Clint introduces. I stand, eyes wide as she awkwardly waves at us.
"I know all of your names." Tony waves at her as she waves again. Footsteps are heard.
"Who else could be coming? Do you have another wife?" I ask incredulously.
A small blonde little girl makes her way around the corner, a taller boy following and I stumble away in shock.
"Definitely not another wife." I mutter.
"Dad!" The girl says.
"Hi, sweetheart. Hey, buddy." He smiles, hugging his two children.
"Are we in the twilight zone?" I ask as Tony and I make eye contact. He shakes his head.
"These are smaller agents." He nods.
"Look at your face! Oh, my goodness." Clint keeps greeting his offspring.
"Did you bring auntie Nat?" The little girl asks.
"Auntie Nat?" I ask, looking over at Natasha with a "Why the hell didn't you or Clint tell me" Look. She smirks as she walks past me.
"Why don't you hug her and find out?" She asks, hugging the little girl tightly and placing her on her hip.
"Sorry for barging in on you." Steve says, acting like this is all fine and normal.
"Yeah, we would have called ahead, but we were having no idea that you existed." I say bitterly.
Clint looks at me with apologizing eyes.
"Yeah, well, fury helped me set this up when I joined. He kept it off shields files. I'd like to keep it that way. I figure it's a good place to keep low." Clint explains. I huff.
"Still should've told me." I say, letting all my suspicion leave my body. My gaze moves to Thor and Steve as Thor accidentally stepped on some little house. I move forward and push him away.
"Geez. You're a giant and you need to be careful." I scold Thor. He simply pushes the broken house under a chair. Steve and I give him a look.
I watch with amusement as the little girl walks up to the giant Thor. Just staring at each other before he walks away. I watch and start to head over when Steve does it instead.
"Thor." He calls out. So, I crouch down to the little girls height.
"Hi, there." I greet.
"Are you my Auntie Casie?" She asks sweetly. My mouth forms the shape of an 'o' before I bring her into my arms, hugging her tightly. I meet Clint's eye.
"All is forgiven." I mouth. He chuckles and nods. I step her back a little.
"Yes, I am and it is so nice to meet you, sweet thing." I say.
"I'm gonna go change, we'll be right back." Clint announces, leaving the room with Laura. I grin. They're probably going up to talk about us all. Or, well, that's the least dirty thing my mind thought of.
"I'll go, chop the firewood." Tony says awkwardly.
"Have Steve help you. It will go along faster." I nod. He scoffs, looking at me offended before leaving anyway.
I look over and see Bruce and Natasha talking in the corner. With a small smile resting on my face, I turn back to the adorable children as the boy walks up to me.
"You're my aunt Casey?" He asks curiously.
"Yeah, I guess I am." I smile. He hugs me quickly.
"It's really great to meet you. Dads told us a lot about you. Are you really as smart as he says?" He asks, eyes full of wonder and amazement.
"If he knows what's good for him he did," I smirk. The boy goes to open his mouth when I interrupt. "I would love to help you with your homework." I laugh. He smiles widely before grabbing my hand and dragging me to their table.
I catch Bruce and Nat go upstairs, both their bodies tense. Dread and regret fill them. I sigh and look back down at the seemingly easy math for me but the slightly difficult math for him.
"Hey, buddy, wanna help me outside." Clint yells out before he jogs into the dining room area.
"I'm helping your son with his homework." I explain. Clint smiles widely before tossing out his arm.
"Who cares! You can do that later." He says. The boy smiles before running out to the porch. I stand up and follow, walking next to Clint.
"I'm glad I'm finally able to tell you about all this." He sighs in relief.
"I get it. You wanted to keep your family safe." I nod. He nudged me with his elbow.
"Yeah, but your family too. I should've told you before. Just worried." He explains. I hook my arm around his.
"Stop it, Clint. I get it," i laugh. We reach the door as I finally say. "I actually thought you might've been working as a double agent for awhile there." I admit. Clint laughs loudly.
"What? That's crazy." He says as we reach his son who's already starting work on the porch.
"I know. Believe me, I know. I just couldn't imagine anything else, let alone all this." I say. Clint smiles warmly as he looks at his children, his daughter sitting on a rocking chair.
I look around and realize Thor's no where to be found.
"Where's Thor?" I yell out to Tony and Steve.
"He left for awhile." Steve explained.
"He'll he back!" Tony added.
"If you're sure." I yell, laughing a little as I go to help Clint and his son work on the porch.
Soon after Laura walks out and I catch her giving Clint a look.
"Can, Uh, Tony look at the tractor, hun?" She asks calmly. Clint nods.
"Yeah, sure. He won't mind." Clint says making me snort.
"Yes, Tony will very much mind," I laugh but stop upon seeing Laura's worried face. "Oh, but uh, he'll still do it. He's a guest in your home and he wouldn't deny something like that, trust me." I smile a little nervously. I had no idea if Tony had those manors or not. Laura nods and walks down the steps.
"How about we all go inside now?" Clint suggests. I shrug while his children cheer. Clint smiles widely as he picks up his daughter and guides his son inside. I look back nervously as Laura greets the two men.
"It will be fine." I assure myself, following the father and his children inside the house.
I walk in just as Clint let's his daughter and son go in the room and play. I walk up to him and lean my shoulder against his.
"You know what I just realized?" I say, amused.
"What?" He asks, looking down at me with a smile.
"I have no idea what your children's names are." I whisper. We both immediately start laughing.
"Are you serious?" He asks. I nod, still laughing.
"I have been avoiding using their names in every conversation." I say, my laughter dying out. He points at his little girl, looking at her lovingly.
"That's Lila. The youngest for now, until Natasha's born." Clint explains. I nod in understanding.
"Good names." I comment.
"And that's Cooper." He points to his eldest son and child.
"Love the name Cooper- - you're good at this! The whole naming things... If I had a child I would probably accidentally name him like Bernard or something." I laugh lightly as Clint let's out a chuckle.
"Ah, it's all Laura. I just end up agreeing with whatever name she picks." He says.
"It makes sense now. I see. The way it should be, I mean, she did carry these things for nine months each. All you did was poke her for a sec." I smile. Clint's laughs, fully pushing me away from him.
"You're nasty! You are gross." He says, walking away from me. I laugh giddily. He's just too easy.
I walk over and play with the children who I now know are Lila and Cooper Barton.