Chapter 20

Family issues

"I'm going to go get some things done," You replied. 'Things as in my brothers birthday present,' You thought.

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'What would a twenty year old guy want for his birthday?' You thought. As you walked through the mall in you (c/c) pants and (c/c) top. Then something caught your eye, it was a black leather jacket. You walked into the store and went over to the jacket to look at the price tag. '1020 dollars, expensive.' You thought.

"Help! Someone!" You turned around to see an elderly lady getting her purse wrenched out of her hands. You ran out of the store and chased after the person tackling him to the ground. You took his belt off him and tied it around his hands leaving him on the floor as you walked back to the lady, you handed her the purse.

"Thank you, here take this for your troubles," Said the lady handing you a dogtag with strange writing on it.

"Umm, thank you," You said as you looked up, but no one was there. You looked around and still couldn't see where the lady had gone to. You walked back over to the guy you had tackled to the floor he was still laying there. You grabbed him and pulled him to his feet.

"Jerk," He hissed, you were caught off guard. His voice was way too familiar.

"Jason," You huffed. He then spun around and kicked you in the stomach and started running. You let him run, deciding he wouldn't get very far with the cops right outside the mall now. 'Bad boy's don't get birthday presents,' You thought.

---------------------------------------------Shield headquarters Clint's POV--------------------------------

"So, you gave your blood sample and we still have like two and a half hours to kill. How about we go grab lunch?" I asked Natasha.

"Sure, why not?" She replied.

"How about the mall?" I questioned.

"Okay," She said. With that short conversation we headed to the mall. When we arrived I noticed five cop cars outside the mall and a guy came running out with his hands tied in a belt behind his back. As soon as he saw the cops, his face fell. That was when I realised who the guy was.

"Oh no," I said. Natasha gave me a confused look. "That guy is Jason. (f/n)'s brother." Then, as if on cue, (f/n) should up behind Jason.

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There was a buzz and a door swung open allowing Jason to come into the main lobby of the police department. However you were no where to be seen by anyone inside the department. Insteads you stood outside around a corner talking to Clint.

"What do you mean you're done with him?" Asked Clint.

"I mean, I will have nothing to do with that idiot any more. I'm leaving his life and he is leaving mine," You said.

"It's not that easy to just be rid of a person. He's your brother too (f/n)!" Said Clint.

"Do I look like I care? He's been on drugs, he kicked me in the stomach, tried to steal an elderly ladys purse, and did I mention he hates my guts?" You said. Clint eyed you up, you weren't going to be easily persuaded you had put up with Jason your whole life. You knew he was stubborn and wouldn't change his ways no matter how many times he was caught.

"That's right I do hate your guts. I just never thought you would return the thought," Said Jason coming up to you and Clint.

"Go die in a hole," You hissed.

"You first," He spat back.

"Cool the tension kids," Stated Clint. "Maybe we can find a solution to your issues."

"Don't worry I already have one," Said Jason.

"I doubt any of the ideas that came from your brain can even be called thoughts," You said.

"Just hear out what your brother has to say (f/n)," Said Natasha getting out of the car parked on the curb.

"I'm not her brother. My idea is that (f/n) goes and hurries back to shield living her happy agent life. Well I go move out to California, and live my life in peace away from her," Said Jason.

"That's fine by me," You said sternly. A car then pulled up and a guy looking to be in his early 20's rolled down the window.

"Yo, Jason, lets hit the road man. We can't be late for the plane!" Yelled the man.

"You've been planning moving out there for months, haven't you?" You asked Jason.

"Yep, later loser," He said. "I'm already booked for a seat on the delta flight 180 for California." Jason hoped in the car with his friend and they drove away.

"(f/n)?" Said Clint.

"What?" You asked.

"Are you alright?" Asked Clint.

"I'm fine, that jerk better flee to California if he knows what's good for him," You said.

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"These results…" Said a doctor, "Get director Fury! Hurry!" No later than five minutes after the command, Fury came into the med bay.

"Doctor. You better have a good reason for dragging me down here," Said Fury sternly.

"I do sir. You are going to want to look at the blood results we got from Agent Romanoff. We have already re ran the tests sir, there are no mistakes," Said the doctor.

"There must be a mistake, this can't be right!" Said Fury. "No one is to speak of this to Agent Romanoff, (l/n), or Barton. In fact I don't want to hear it mentioned just keep looking into it in secret."