A/N: Okay, so originally, the plan was to write three chapters, then update weekly. The plan failed. so, I'm updating early this week! and, last week was Christmas, and all that kind of stuff. and I worked the four days after Christmas and really didn't feel like messing with it.

Happy New Year! I am leaving 2013 behind with no story un-completed! so without further ado...the final chapter!

Chapter 3

No matter what, Clint could not be persuaded to come out of the air vents. He was too embarrassed to show his face In front of the team. Particularly Tony. He would never hear the end of it if Tony found out. But it was all good. He had special ninja-assassin training that allowed him to remain motionless for hours at a time. And besides that, he had all the entertainment he could possibly need for the foreseeable future. Time for a fruit-ninja marathon.

8.5 hours later...

Okay, so even the best ninja-assassin needs a bathroom break now and then, right? After Clint was nearly certain that everyone was asleep, he found a vent cover and swung himself down through it. He was in a hallway in the common area, not ten feet from the bathroom door. He began a mad dash towards the door, hoping to avoid contact with anyone.

Of course, Clint couldn't be so lucky. He heard footsteps coming up behind him. "Hey, William Tell! good to see you out of the air vents!" Tony said sarcastically.

Clint whipped around, his hand covering his forehead. "Hi, Tony…uh… what are you doing up at this time of night…" Tony looked at his watch "…day… whatever…" Clint asked nonchalantly. Time kind of gets away from you when you've been sitting in a dark tunnel in the ceiling for hours.

Tony didn't answer, but instead stood there with his arms crossed, staring at Clint.

"Don't you have some super sciency stuff to figure out? Or something more important than staking out the BATHROOM?" Clint whisper-shouted.

He had been in the airvents for almost nine hours, and he was desperate not to reveal his…problem… from his night out with Natasha.

"Why are you covering your forehead?" Tony asked annoyingly. Clint knew that Tony wouldn't let him out of this without knowing the real reason, so he took his hand off his forehead. The Nerf dart that Natasha had superglued to his forehead the night before was revealed. Tony burst out laughing. Apparently Natasha was as good a shot with a Nerf gun as she was with any other weapon. Clint quickly had Tony in a choke hold with a hand covering his mouth. "Stark, if you tell anyone about this, you're a dead man." Tony nodded in agreement. As soon as Clint let him go, he walked warily back to his lab.

After Clint…uh…was…finished, he went to his apartment on one of the private floors of the tower, and went to sleep.

Jarvis woke him up at his usual time to go down to the gym. But today, Clint decided to check email and facebook first.

Apparently Tony hadn't taken his threat seriously. Posted on Tony's Facebook profile was a cleaned up surveillance picture of Clint with a Nerf dart stuck to his forehead. Underneath the picture was the little thumbs up button, and words that astonished Clint.

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