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I stood up and ran up to Clint. I helped him to stand up with my arms. His left arm was on my shoulder to support his body. Suddenly I felt someone looking at us so I turned back. But I found out no one.

We didn't say anything but kept walking to our jet. When we got on, I called Coulson and told him that Clint needed medical treatment.

I drove our jet to SHIELD. When we arrived there, medical team took him to a room.

"Agent Garcia" someone spoke to me as I tried to walk into my room.

I turned back and It was Fury.

"I'm sorry....but" I cut him off.

"I get it. You didn't have choice right?" I said and walked into my room.

I was still shocked about Taylor. I killed her....I killed my best friend. I couldn't help but cry hard. I was lying on my bed in my room and crying. I'm horrible. Even she was not a good person anymore this is suck. I hate my life. Why did I have to kill her? Why did I kill her?

I've been crying for 3 hours. I guess Clint finished his medical treatment. I had to ask him if he was okay now. But I couldn't. Because my face was horrible and I didn't want him to see me cry. He might think I'm weak.

The door swung open.

"Rosy....you okay?"

It was Clint. I wiped my tears before I turned to him. But I knew it was too late. Because my eyes were red.

"And you?" I asked and he nodded with a smile.

"I'm just sorry....sorry that I couldn't stop her" I said and my voice was shaking.

He just walked up to me slowly and sat on the bed where I was sitting on. He covered my body with his warm hug. I couldn't help but cry. But his hug made me comfortable. I wanted to stay like this long.

"Clint....I killed my best friend....I'm a terrible person." I said in his arms.

"Shhh. You had no choice." He whispered into my ears.

"But..." He cut me off.

"I'm sorry for making you kill her. It was my fault." He said.

I looked up to him and shock my head.

"It's not your fault Clint. You were injured." I said.

He smiled warmly and hugged me tightly. His hug made me calm down.

Finally I stopped crying. He let me out from his hug.

"Thanks Clint" I smiled a bit.

"Your welcome." He said as he kissed my forehead.

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