Warning. This story will contain spoilers for Avengers Age Of Ultron. Do not read if you have not seen the movie. Trust me, you want that movie to be spoiler free, and if you haven't seen it yet, go see it because it is freaking amazing.

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For this story and its purposes, Quicksilver never died, and Barton has another family member the Avengers don't know about.

"You sure it's around here?"

"Positive Steve. This is where Strucker was sending information to. The base has to be somewhere around here."

"Well, you need to figure out where because I'm getting pretty irritated with all of this hiking nonsense."

Steve sighed, while Natasha and Tony rolled their eyes. Clint stopped walking, then turned to face Pietro, who was standing stiff, folding his arms.

"Fine, smart ass, if you wanna go scout ahead, scout ahead. Just don't get caught like last time."

Pietro rolled his eyes, then took off in the blink of an eye. In the dark silence, they could hear him zipping about, causing disturbances in the forest. Clint shook his head, then began walking forward again, Natasha, Steve, and Tony following in pursuit.

"You've got to stop letting him do his own thing, Barton. He's got to learn to work with the team."

"I know Steve, but cut him some slack. He's not used to teamwork. He's been with his sister his whole life, and now she's taken off with the Vision and Thor to look for more answers on the other Infinity Stones. Let him have some fun. He's just a kid."

"He's a kid that nearly got himself killed trying to protect you. You sure you're not just feeling guilty for that?"

"Steve, back off, okay? Clint knows what he's doing," Natasha stated as she weaved around a bush in her path.

The four were traveling steady through a dark forest, while a full moon twinkled down at them, promising safety, and threatening danger. They'd been moving for hours, and tensions were running high.

Banner was still in the unknown, and Wanda, Vision and Thor were out trying to find answers on the Infinity Stones. Meanwhile, Tony had decrypted more of Strucker's information from his base, finding that they hadn't shut down the last Hydra base after all. There were many more that S.H.I.E.L.D. had held power over, but Hydra had retaken them without letting anyone know.

Tony had immediately called in for the help of Steve, Natasha, and Clint, who insisted that Pietro come along. They had focused on a base that Strucker had focused most of his attention on, but the trail had gone cold the closer they looked.

After a few more minutes of stumbling their way through the dark woods, Steve realized everything had gone quiet.

"Wait, everyone stop moving. Stop Tony, wait. I don't hear Pietro anymore."

Clint furrowed his eyes, then poked the com in his ear. "Pietro, come in. Pietro. Can you hear me?"

There was nothing but a fuzzy silence. Steve shot a look at Tony, while Natasha glared at both of them.

"Shit," Clint whispered, pushing forward again, moving with renewed fervor.

"Language," Tony muttered, getting a snort out of Natasha and a glare from Steve.

"Come on, we need to keep up with Clint or else he'll loose us too," said Natasha, following after her partner.

Tony, still snickering, followed Natasha, while Steve just sighed, and fell in line behind Tony.

The three finally caught up with Clint, who was standing in an opening of the trees, his bow drawn, checking around.

"Clint, what-"

"Shh!"

He aimed his bow to the right, where there was a rustling noise, and then suddenly, there was Pietro, standing in a beam of moonlight, huffing and puffing, trying to regain his breath.

"There's, uh, huh, someone waiting-"

"Where?"

Pietro pointed behind him, where the forest seemed to be thinning.

"Come on."

Clint helped Pietro over to where he indicated, Natasha, Steve, and Tony following behind, tense, and at the ready.

There was a small line of houses, illuminated by the bright moonlight. At the back of the house closest to them, there was picnic table, where a small figure sat in the dark.

"Tony, get a scan of whoever that is," whispered Steve.

"It's a woman. She's, she's waiting for someone," breathed Pietro.

Clint narrowed his eyes, then drew his bow, while Natasha grabbed a pair of binoculars from her belt.

"The speedster is right. Its a woman, but index doesn't show she's a threat. No weapons detected."

Suddenly she shifted, and her face was caught by the moonlight, causing Clint to recoil. Natasha too gasped suddenly, causing Tony, Steve and Pietro to look questioningly at the pair.

"It can't be. It can't be her."

"It is, Nat. That's her."

"No, you haven't seen her in years, you don't know what she looks like, right?"

"How could I forget? She was the one I couldn't save from my past. I could never forget her face."

"Well who is it?" asked Pietro, always the impatient one.

Clint shook his head, then lowered his bow.

"It's my sister."