Pietro's view
I sat on the floor in front of the window in the living room, looking out into New York at night. Just like almost every other part of the night since Wanda's introduction by Hydra. We had been looking for them for three weeks now, but so far there was no trace. I had even given up walking around looking for them. I buried my hands in my hair and sighed. It was all my fault. I had told her to stay here because she was safer here, just the opposite had been the case.
"Can't sleep either?"
I turned around, even though I didn't have to, because I would recognise Clint's voice anywhere. "I was just leaving again," I muttered.
Before I knew he had a wife, I would have given anything to be close to him. But it just hurt too much to stand right next to him knowing he would never return my feelings, I just couldn't stand it.
"Hey what's going on." he held me by the arm and I whirled around unintentionally, stopping two inches from his face.
I quickly put some distance between us "You're still asking that. My sister is back with Hydra and it's my fault." I heard my actzend intensify.
He looked at me pityingly, the way everyone was looking at me lately, they were treating me like I was a time bomb that only needed a jolt to go off.
"Pietro you can talk to me, to us." he looked at me with his deep brown eyes, which almost blew my mind "We are here for you."
I had to stop myself from laughing sarcastically as if I didn't know that, but it didn't matter, I just wanted to find Wanda. "Oh yeah, I told Wanda that too and what good did it do her?" I replied to him a little more sharply than I simply wanted to.
Hurt, he looked at me.
"Just leave me alone." I wanted to walk away, I just couldn't bear to be near him at the moment. But I had forgotten what a thick skull this man had. He just wouldn't let go of my arm. "Let go of my arm Barton." I hissed.
He shook his head "Not a chance, not until you talk!"
I growled and tried to break away but he was too strong and running away and dragging him along wasn't something I wanted to do either, I might hurt him in the process.
"Why the hell won't you ever let me help you, what's your problem?" Clint had gotten louder too.
I was so exhausted from sleep deprivation, worrying about Wanda and using my powers that my mouth was faster than my head "Dammit, I've fallen in love with you!" it wasn't until I had said it that I realised what words I had just shouted at Clint.
I looked down, not wanting to look into his eyes. He would never speak a word to me again.
"Hey Pietro, look at me." the archer's voice sounded gentle, not angry, so I ventured and looked up.
Clint looked at me with a huge grin on his face "You're such an idiot." I winced, but then something happened that I wouldn't have expected in a million years. He pulled me to him and kissed me. For that one moment I forgot everything, my guilt, my hatred for Hydra, even my worries for Wanda. For that one moment I simply enjoyed what I never thought possible. For lack of air, we broke away from each other again.
I looked at Clint in disbelief "But I thought you had a wife?" I blurted out. My head was still spinning, every fibre of my body happy.
He bit his lip a little "Yes I did, but Laura..." he ran his hand through his hair "Laure has changed, things haven't been good between us for a while." he put his hand on my cheek "And then I met you."
Knowing now that I wasn't going to break up a marriage, I leaned in again and kissed him, this time shorter than before. We sat down together in front of the glass and just kept silent, Clint had an arm around me and I was leaning against him. For a few seconds I just listened to the sound of his heart. "Are we actually together?" I had never been in a committed relationship, in the village where I lived people had been pretty narrow minded.
His mouth twitched slightly "If that's what you want."
Satisfied, I smiled and kissed him in response. I then leaned back against him. I didn't flinch when I felt a hand on my head running through my hair. Because I knew it was Clint. I closed my eyes. The tension, fear and worry magically fell away from me. The tiredness I had felt minimally before became overpowering. And so I fell asleep leaning against my archer.

"I knew it!"
I jumped up and looked around for attackers. But instead, all I saw was our home-owning Genie, grinning at me and Clint.
"Shut up Stark." Clint rubbed his eyes as I dropped onto a couch, knowing now that there was no attacker around, only Stark.
The black haired man just continued to grin knowingly to himself but then became a little more serious "I think I finally found her."
Those words immediately made me wide awake "Why didn't you say so?"
Stark raised his hands apologetically "It's okay, everyone's already in the briefing room...." I didn't listen any longer. I grabbed Clint and ran at super speed to the meeting room two floors down. Natasha was the first to notice us, winking knowingly at her best friend. I set Clint down, who swayed briefly and held his head. "Next time it would be nice to have a warning."
I looked at him guiltily "Sorry." I sometimes forgot that normal bodies didn't cope so well with the speed of me.
He just took my hand "It's okay." he grinned.
Steve and Sam stood a little apart discussing something. Thor was pacing tensely, understandably, supposedly Heimdall's last words to him had been that something was wrong on Asgard before he'd disappeared into the forest, the god hadn't heard from him since. Rodney stared at a hologram. But I was only peripherally aware of all that, because Stark's words were still echoing in my head "I think I've found them." the one named just came running through the door.
"What took you so long." I looked at the man impatiently.
He rolled his eyes "Well boy, not all of us have super speed." he walked over to the hologram "So yesterday Jarvis here......" he tapped a spot that had to be somewhere in Europe "recorded a unique power signature in Siberia." he looked around "It can only come from Wanda."
Everything in me tensed up. On the one hand I wanted to rush off immediately and save Wanda and the others, on the other hand I couldn't stand it if I got my hopes up and then they weren't there.
I also saw how Steve and Natasha were tormented by these doubts. I didn't even want to imagine what it was like for them. If Clint was in that place, I would have been freaking out by now.
But for Tony those doubts didn't seem to apply "I'll get the quinjet ready, we'll leave in an hour."
Steve shook his head "In half an hour, get ready." he looked first at me and then at Nat "Let's get them home."