Thanos' hand tightened around his throat, squeezing, watching as the blood vessels popped and Loki's nose bled. Only then, did the mad titan drop the traitor, not knowing what was happening to a certain Avenger's teenage daughter. Clint watched as his daughter clawed at her throat, obviously in too much pain to even cry out before being dropped to the ground, and managing to take a deep breath and start coughing. He hurried to her side, pulling her into his lap, gently massaging her neck, shushing her slight cries.

"Laura!" The man screamed, noticing the way his daughter's body fought against him after a few moments of taking small breaths. Laura hurried out and went still at the sight. "Clinton Francis Barton! What the hell did you do!?" She yelled as she hurried over, dropping to her daughter's side, checking for herself that her eldest was breathing. Clint looked up at him, flinching softly at the sight of her glare. "I was cutting wood when she started gasping. I couldn't do anything but watch."

Laura glared at him even more. "You're so lucky, that I'm taking mercy on you right now, Clinton." She started humming and playing with the girls' hair, trying to get her to open her eyes. Finally, the teenager's eyes fluttered open, tears quickly following. "H-He's dead..." Clint went deadly still. "Now we can't think like that, honey."

"I was on a ship, this purple man holding my throat, his grip got tighter and tighter until I turned and saw Thor a-and dozens of dead bodies. Piles upon piles. Children, old people, all of them dead. Thor was.. was..." The girl suddenly got up, running, heading for the fields that surrounded the house. Clint quickly got up to follow, but Laura stopped him. "Let her, its obvious who her soulmate was.."

Clint growled. "How can we be for sure? Last we heard, he was dead. She wasn't like this when Thor returned with that news." Laura put her hand on his shoulder, gently pushing him to face her. "Remember how I knew that Loki had taken over your mind? That's because you were in danger and I needed to protect you, but I couldn't. I have our children to protect, and that overpowered our link, I felt every inch of pain you've felt. The means Loki has felt our little girls' pain, every scraped knee, the broken arm, the dog bites, all of it. He knows what it's like to feel that protectiveness to someone that wasn't his immediate family."

The two flinched when they heard it, the painfilled scream. The scream made Clint's eyes fill with tears. "I hope he knows how much pain she is in now." Laura gently pulled him close and held him. The two were surprised when they got the phone call.

"I need you to bring Caitlyn to New York. She needs to see Bruce." Tony's voice rang through the cell phone. "No can do, Stark. She's in pain right now." There was clattering and then a few moments later, someone picked up the phone. "C-Clint..?"

Clint sighed softly. "What?"

The voice timidly replied. "It's me, Bruce. I need to see Caitlyn, it's about Loki." Clint handed the phone to Laura and bolted, toward where the scream was only to run into by the teenager. "He's alive!" The teen had fresh tears running down her face. "He's ALIVE!" She sprinted for the house, hurrying up the stairs and inside. Caitlyn was hurrying to get packed so she could go and meet him, it was just one of his clones, she knew he could make clones when she hacked into SHIELD's database to finally get a good look at her soulmate. She skirted around Cooper and Lila. Nathaniel was in his nursery as she bolted for her room, tossing the door open and pulling out multiple piles of clothes and then tossing them into a bag before hurrying back down the stairs, tripping a small bit but otherwise okay.

Caitlyn grabbed the truck keys and waited on the porch, holding out the keys. "Let's go!" Clint sighed and ran up, grabbing the keys, then looking at Laura. "I'll call you when we get on the main road so we can call in a quinjet."

~MANDATORY TIMESKIP~

Caitlyn was sent to New York by herself, in a quinjet. She quietly stepped off it and went still at the crowd staring up into the sky. "What's going on?" Pepper grabbed the girl and pulled her close. "I don't know. Come on, we're taking you to the next safest place on earth." Caitlyn was so confused but go back onto the Quinjet, being seated next to Bruce and grilled him for details on her soulmate, only for him to take her arms. "Caitlyn, he's dead. I watched it. Everyone except maybe Thor is dead."

Her eyes hardened and emotions took over, slapping the scientist with seven PHD's. Bruce gasped and held his cheek, as the teenager looked at her hand in shock. "I-I didn't mean to do that! I'm so sorry!" Bruce rubbed her arm. "Its nothing, don't worry. I understand where your mind is."

"No-one does. No, you don't. You didn't look into the monster's eyes as you started dying, the oxygen in your throat turning into carbon, the feeling of pain circling your entire face, getting light headed. You don't know what it's like to be in that spot. You don't know what it's like to cast your eyes aside and look at the piles of dead bodies, piles of children, and families!"

Bruce went still. His face paling. "So, you saw him." The teenager nodded. "I saw it alright, that monster doesn't deserve a FUCKING NAME!" Her body started shaking as she started crying again, this time curling into Bruce and sobbing into his shirt. The scientist held her, rocking them slightly. Bruce held her the entire time, finding support in the teenager.

Arriving in Wakanda wasn't easy, as it finally took Bruce, personally asking for Natasha for them to get clearance to land. When they finally got on the ground, Caitlyn was the first one out, running toward the Russian woman who had her arms out. The two clattered onto the pavement, tears restarting. The two females, curling around the other in much-needed support was an awkward sight. No one would've thought that Natasha Romanoff would be holding Clinton Barton's eldest daughter, crying. Steve kneeled down beside them and held them, his hand gently running over their hair, murmuring how everything was going to be okay.

Finally, the three of them got up and led Caitlyn into the palace, the teenager saw T'Challa and the first words from her was. "Sam was right, you do like cats." Steve groaned and Bruce full on laughed. T'Challa walked over to her and crossed his arms, then pounding them into his chest. "Wakanda forever." The teenager repeated, the two chatting like the end of days wasn't full on steadily heading toward them.

Bruce pulled Steve and Natasha aside. "She claims that Loki's still alive. What I saw was just a clone, to her knowledge. They're soulmates, we can't stop that. If he is alive and she's on the battlefield with us, and he gets hurt, she'll be down for the count and useless."

Natasha glared at him. "Excuse me, Bruce. Do you know whose daughter that is? That's Clint's kid. She's twenty times better than any archer, we need her on that battlefield and I know Clint will kill me if she gets hurt." Steve looked at them. "Guys, calm it. We still have Wanda and Shuri working on getting rid of the soul stone. We don't need you two fighting on top of all this."

Caitlyn walked over, fidgeting with something on her wrist, smiling. She looked up at them. "Its a bracelet." She stated as if it was purely obvious. The Avengers chuckled softly and ruffled her hair, smiling. "Why don't you go hang out with Pepper at the moment, Cait?" Steve asked.

The teenager scoffed. "Hell, no." She said, looking at them. "I'm going to help here, and if that's going to be a problem, then you can take it up with my supervisor." She gestured to her foot. "He'll ignore it all anyway."

The entire group started laughing, a rare moment of happiness until it all came crashing down. Thanos was attacking and Caitlyn had made it onto the battlefield.

She had on some of Clints very old gear, wearing it with pride as she held a crossbow and shooting down aliens when they broke through the barrier until Proxima Midnight had managed to get her cornered. The teen chuckled. "Come on then! Do it! I've already lost everything to me." She dropped her crossbow and opened her arms. "Kill me."

Natasha heard the yelling and came rushing over, jumping onto Proxima Midnight, shocking the hell out of her while Caitlyn filled the Alien with arrows. She ran out of arrows, Proxima already on the ground, as she pulled out a knife as she jumped back into battle. "FOR EARTH!" She screamed, stabbing aliens as she jumped from back to back until someone grasped her hair and tugged her down to the ground and pointed a knife at her throat, the alien didn't have a good grip so she rolled over and screamed at the pain of the knife slicing up her shoulder. She heard a groan of pain a few feet away but didn't pay attention to it as everyone was either screaming or crying in pain.

Someone tackled the alien off of her and snapped its neck, before helping Caitlyn up. She leaned onto the person before screaming as she realized it was another alien before it shimmered into the one face she'd always wanted to see. Loki. The god healed her before pulling her up and materializing a sword for her to handle. "You can do this love, I promise that you can do this."

Caitlyn, with a new bought of energy, surged out into battle. Her mindset on winning and winning only. She fought and fought until she saw Thanos appear and anger filled her body. "HEY! BARNEY!" She screamed, rushing toward him, only to get tossed back and slamming into a tree, a sickening crack as her head met wood.

Thanos chuckled and headed toward Wanda and Vision, everyone surging to protect them as Caitlyn faded in and out of consciousness. Her eyes trying to focus the battle as she tried to get up only to scream in pain, hearing a similar one across the field, stunned everyone, including Thanos, although it was for a moment. Loki was groaning as he worked on running toward Caitlyn, to heal her, to fix her. The pain was deafening, and the last thing Caitlyn saw was Loki's blue-green eyes meeting hers.

~MANDATORY TIMESKIP~

Loki stayed beside her bed for days, the snap happened they were the lucky few to still have each other. Loki and Thor had chatted as Loki mainly stayed beside her, keeping her safe, himself. Then the fateful day happened, Clint walked into the room, his hair definitely changed but didn't pay attention to the god beside his daughter as he sat down beside her, holding her hand. "I still have my Hawkling. Good."

Clint finally looked at Loki. "Thank you. You've kept her safe even when I couldn't." Loki nodded. "Anything for her. She's still in an immense amount of pain, but it's getting lesser every day and she's starting to open her eyes." Caitlyn heard her father and forced herself to open her eyes and squeeze her father's hand. "Hawkling!" She saw his hair and the look in his eyes and her heart monitor started spiking, forcing Loki to get up. "Out, Barton! You're scaring her."

Caitlyn's eyes shifted from her father to Loki, her eyes softening and a smile appearing on her face, although it was hard when a breathing tube was down her throat. She reached out for the god and instantly the man calmed down and held her hands. "Hello Darling, I don't think we were properly introduced." He chuckled at the blush appearing on her face. He snapped his fingers, flinching softly, and the breathing tube was gone, letting the teenager breath and try to talk. Clint sighed softly and left, his fingers drifting from her arm and to the bed. Loki and Caitlyn silently communicated for a while.

Everything was bliss. Everything was fine. Earth was adjusting, We'd learn to control grief, one day.