Her Secret Agent

Four

Emerald's Pov

Since Natasha left this morning, i have been in the gym working out non-stop because all i can think about is that my Natasha is on a mission involving god knows what, and there is no doubt that she is in danger. I know her job involves a lot of danger, but when it comes down to someone you love or you have a connection with, it's hard to accept that part of their life. At any moment in time, she could be stripped around from me, and i wouldn't be able to do anything about it because i am not there to protect her while she is being her badass self out there in the field.

I'm known to be overly protective when it comes to people i value in my life and that protectiveness can come across in a threatening or forceful way but i only do it to keep them safe from harm. I may also sound controlling and possessive when i'm in protective mode, but yet again, i will do anything to keep them safe because i will not lose someone again. I wasn't able to save him from the horrors involving Hydra, so i will not, and i mean not lose someone else because losing him was a painful experience i never want someone else to experience.

Only Fury knows about him because if i ever told Clint, i know my brother wouldn't rest until Hydra paid for what they have done to me, his baby sister. Since losing him, i never take anything for granted, and i also hate touch when it involves anyone who isn't Fury or my brother. Now i'm petrified of losing not only my brother, his wife, and children but my Natasha too. I'm dreading tell Natasha about him, yet i'm hanging on to hope she will accept my past just like i will always accept her past no matter how bloody that past may be.

With one last punch, the punching bag splits open and falls to the ground with a thud, and i loik down at it panting. I tense when i feel someone's hand being places and my reflexes kick in making me grab the persons arm and flip them over my shoulder onto the ground oressing my foot against the throat not letting go of their arm. I look down only for my face to go emotionless because there under my foot is Bucky Barnes, all so known as the winter soldier and the same person i was sent to save when Hydra killed him in retaliation.

"What do you want, Barnes?" I said coldly

"Clint told me to come get you. Your food is ready." He croaked out under my foot

"Never, and i mean never touch me again. Tell my brother i will be there in a few minutes. Is that understood?" I demanded removing my foot from his throat and letting go of his arm

"Understood." He said, getting up and eyeing me up and down

"Leave." I hissed out

He takes one last look at me, then leaves. I take a couple of deep breaths, taking the wrap off revealing my already bruised knuckles. I throw the wrap i the trash and then leave the gym going straight to the common floor where i see people gathered around the kitchen table.

"Miss Barton, please sit with me. I saved you a seat." Peter practically begged, making me smile a little

"Less of the Miss Barton kid. I'm not as old as my brother just yet, so please call me Emerald or Clover." I replied softly

"Hey, I'm not that old. Now sit your ass down and eat." Clint warned, pointing at the seat next to Peter

"Whatever you say, old man." I said, rolling my eyes as i sat down next to Peter

"Bucky told us there was a little incident in the gym. Is everything okay?" Steve asked, looking at me and Bucky.

"That's none of your concern, captain." I hissed out, glaring at him

"You touched her, didn't you, Bucky?" Clint said, now glaring at Bucky

"Yes, but in my defence, no one told me she didn't like physical touch." He said, putting his hands up

"It's common sense. When you meet someone, you get to know them and their boundaries before you even think about physical touch." I snapped at him

"But the kids touching you now, and you aren't reacting." Steve said, pointing at Peter next to me

"What?" I replied, looking at Peter

Only to see Peter's hand on top of my hand that is holding onto the edge of the table tightly.

"He is a child. I would never hurt a child for an innocent, worried touch." I said, moving my attention back to steve

"But -"

"Can you all just drop this subject. My sister doesn't like being touched, so just respect her boundaries and move on." Clint announced cutting Wanda off

"I'm sorry, Aunt Clover." Peter murmured beside me

"What for sweetheart?" I asked with a frown

"For touching you when you don't like being touched. I won't do it again, i promise." He promised with tears in his eyes

"Oh sweetheart, you don't have to say sorry. You are a child, and all children take comfort in touch. If a cute little bean like yourself wants to hug me or hold my hand, then i have absolutely no problem with that, but please make your movements slow and soft for me, okay?" I explained softly

"Okay, i can do that." He answered, looking a lot happier now

"Now that isn't fair." Pietro whines making me chuckle

"You kid can't move slowly if i'm correct. So i will no doubt about it. I will knock you on your ass if you touch me." I joked, smirking

"You won't be able to catch me to knock me on my ass. I'm too fast for that." He replied, smirking back at me

"Are you sure about that? My sister is the one who was close to capturing you once or twice before you came to us." Clint added, making everyone look at me shocked