Chapter Two

Clint was asleep for about and hour before Holy got to the tower.

Holy is about the same age of Sam, still pretty young. She always and still helps the kids around the tower. Sadly she stopped taking care of the three Starks after Morgan turned eighteen, that about three years ago. Peter is five years older than Morgan, and Harley is two years older than Peter. They all where adopted in their later years in childhood. So Tony never raised a nine-year-old before, this is going to be interesting for a while.

"You know the drill, make sure the medication are used and keep the fluids up." "Then in a week, make sure you take him down to medical and get him checked out fully." She explained. "I have other work to do, sadly, but it was very nice to meet you Clint." She waved at him. He waved back, and relaxed on Tony. "He can go places, but don't let people eat or drink after him." Tony smiled waved goodbye.

"How does a kid get tape worm." Sam gagged. "Multiple thing they can do or have done to him." Bucky growled. "It lease we got to him, before it got worse." "True, Natasha stay away, I know your worried but it is for the baby." She sighed in defeat, and walked away front the room. "T-Tony?" Clint whined. "Bathroom." "Alright up you go." Tony picked up the boy and taking him to the bathroom.

Tony cracked the door, and stepped out just barley just to keep the conversation going. "Because it is all watery, can it cause him, yah know, shit himself." "It just depends, if he had control of it." Bruce spoke, "Bruce is saying, if might happen when he is asleep more then he is awake." Tony added. "It because of the tape worm, the antibodies with kill them and flush them out." Bruce explained.

Tony heard a faint yelp. He looked back at the boy. Clint was crying. The pain was to much for him, he wanted Tony, Tony weakly smiles at him. "Tony, is Morgan supposed to be here?" Pepper asked. "Ummm are the boy here too?" "Most likely." "Then no."

As Pepper took Tony role for a moment. Pepper glimpse at Clint, carefully. He look skinny, and exhausted. He probably never been cared for properly, ever. "Pumpkin?" Pepper asked the boy. Pepper lightly played with his hair. "Shhh no one is going to hurt you." She rubbed his back, causing more worry feeling just bone.

"I w-want T-Tony..." he muttered. "Well he should be back within minutes." she gently smiled. "I ate last week. It was just scraps, the dogs get treated better than me." He rested his head on Pepper's shoulder. "Thank you for being honest." "Have you ate poop before." His body language switched. "Did they make you do it." He nodded. "I was bad mouthing, he shoves down my throat." "Mr. Darm?" Clint nodded. Pepper signed. "Miss I think I am done."

Tony came back in when Pepper was laying Clint down on Tony's bed. "Hey Pep." Morgan chimed popping her head in. "Hello sweetie." She smiled. "Is this the kid that tried to hack yah, pa?" Harley came in a chuckle. "Where is Pete?" "You want the kid to hang up side down sick." "I figured he would be like that." Tony sighed in defeat.

"Hey Dad!" Peter smile still in the lower half of his suit. "Your Spider-Man! Your one of my favourite hero!" Clint claimed. "Your the only one I gonna tell you, I really don't care. Aren't you like a HYDRA kid?" Clint head sulked, "sorry to bother you sir." Clint whined. "Peter!" Tony yelled. "What!? He should be in jail. They know it too." He pointed at his siblings. "Peter go cool off." Tony growled. "Whatever." He slammed the door.

"He is right." Clint claimed. "I don't think so, your alright will us okay..." "is there kids my age?" Clint asked. "Natasha have a three year olds and another on the way. Then my kids, are all young adults now, but I don't think so." Tony explained. "What about the twins, they are eleven."Sam mentioned. "Fury is on the way back, with them." Bucky mentioned. "Then, I have nine year old." Pepper chimed in.. "Maybe, you do." Tony smiled Clint. "But you have to ask Captain, alright." "Oh... okay." He yawned.

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Tony was woken up Clint tossing and turning on the opposite side of the bed. Tony gently pulled the kids into his arms. Small whined and whimpers came from small frame. "Shh... No one will hurt you anymore." Clint snuggled closer to Tony's chest. "Night-light?" Clint muttered at the arc. "If you want it to be." Tony whispered at Clint. "Tony? Are you mad at me?" "No... I am angry at HYDRA. You are too young for killing people and for missions." "Okay..." Clint yawned. "Do you need to use the restroom before we go back to bad." Clint nodded and walked to the bathroom.

After a short restroom trip, Clint laid on Tony's chest. "Am I a pillow now to you?" Clint giggled softly. "That was quite cute." Tony chuckle, "Tony, can we get a snack, please." "Yes we can." Tony spoke sitting up.

As they enter the kitchen quietly they notice the light was on. Natasha was awake reading. "Baby keeping you up?" Tony asked. Clint hid his face from her. "Is that one keeping you awake?" "Nah... we both randomly just woke you." "Uh-huh." Nat sounded unimpressed. "I had a nightmare..." Clint whispered. "That is alright, we all have them." Nat sounded pleased. "I am gonna say you are hungry." Clint nodded. "He doesn't lie really, he is a good kid." Tony smiled at the boy.

Nat grabbed a zip-lock bag slightly filled with cereal, and a small 8oz water bottle full of juice. "This should do until breakfast." She stated walking away. "Night night." "Night Clinton." She smile disappearing around the corner.

"Let's go back to bed..." "Spider-man." Clint smiles at the drawling on the fridge. "Finn drew that." "Who?" "Nat's and Bruce's three year old." "Oh..." "You'll meet him when your feeling better." "Alright."

"Hey dad." "Harley? Why are up at three in the morning." "I have a meeting at four, with Morgan." "I see." Tony felt Clint lay his head on his shoulder. "You like the juice." Clint nodded slightly, more focus on drinking it. "How is he feeling?" Harley asked. "Definitely improvising." Clint giggled. "She funny." Clint smiles at the corner. "Morgan, are you making Clint laugh." Tony chuckle. "Of course." She smile, coming out of her hiding spot.

"Careful, Morgan." Tony scolded his daughter taking Clint out of his hand. "I know, I baby sat Finn." She grumbled. "Tony?" "Yes?" "Back." He whined. Tony pulled the kid back into his arms. "Get rejected." Harley chuckled. "Who is your favourite hero?" Morgan asked. "Captain America, Spider-Man! Ummm... Overall Iron Man my most favourite though." He smiled. Everyone smiled and snickered at him. "What? Did I say something wrong!" He whined. "No, no, do you know what hero he is?" Harley smiled pointing at Tony. "No...." "Kiddo he is Ironman." Morgan smiled at the kid. Clint's face went all red, Tony laughed.

"You guys shouldn't tell him that." Peter hissed. "Oh Peter he is a child." Morgan hissed. "Who works or worked for HYDRA." He claimed. "I swear, you all have my gene of not sleeping." Tony spoke.

"Look what you did. You made him cry! Morgan growled. "It help with human stability." "He looks up to you!" "Peter Benjamin, Morgan Hayley, enough." Tony scolded then both.

"Clint what hurt..." "my tummy." He cried. "Alright, let go see if you need to go to the bathroom." Clint pushed Tony's hand away. Tony scolded Peter and Morgan. "Clinton, come one buddy." Clint pushes away Tony's hand away again.

Tony quickly grabbed Clint, and walked away from his three children.

At five Steve walked into Tony room, watching him rubbing the back of Clint. "Make it stop." Clint whined. "We are trying kiddo. Faster you get to the average weight and size of your age group, easier it is gonna be." Tony explained. "Hey, I was just wondering if you want anything? I am on my run." "No I am all good." "Anything you need me to pick up for the boy?" "Pepper and Nat are heading to the store later." "I see." Steve nodded walking away.

"It hurts..." Clint whaled. "I know, I know." "Clint you wanna go explore..." Clint rested his head. "Yah...." "Okay, lets yourself finished, then we can go explore.

Tony walked out with Clint in arms. "Can we watch a movie" "We can watch a few before everyone gets up." Tony stretches out on the couch with the boy. Actually Clint on his chest, asleep. A faint movie played in-the background.

The next they woke up was the others children awake. Janet was sitting at the counter with Nat and Cap. "Good morning Tony." Janet spoke a raising her coffee mug. Cassandra drawing on the side with the others. Clint's face was located on Tony's bare chest. "What about get a shirt on..." Scott muttered. "Shut the fuck up, I been up with a small heater with a fever since three." Tony growled.

"Tony." Fury growled. "Nick." Tony stated. "Kid in good hands?" "Yes why?" "Just trying to get the story straight.." "I raised three orphan, I think I can raising this one." Tony growled. "Truly I understand, but is he going to train like a hero." "He is nine." "Make me believe he is or he will intern under Phil." "He is fine, Fury. He's just sick, you have never acted this way with the twins, or any of my kids." "Well you kids where hidden from HYDRA, and the twins where never actually an agent for HYDRA. But that little sick boy, who looks younger, was one." Fury grumbled and walked out, leaving a file of the boy in his hand.

Tony got onto to his feet and held the nine-year-old at his chest. "M-Mr. Stark?" Clint whined in Tony chest. Everyone eye faced him and Clint. "Shhh... let get your medication in your system." "Awww, just like Peter." Nat chimed. "I know, but Peter and Clint haven't really got along, I will not have Clint in anymore pain he is in." Tony whispered to the rest of the team.

"Hey! We are back with coffee!" Morgan yelled. "Too loud." Clint whined. "Shhh, I know, let get your meds." After a small glass of water and two little pills, Tony rested on the couch, with Clint on his lap, drinking juice out of his water bottle.

"HE CaLlEd hiM WhAT!?" Peter screamed. "Peter Benjamin! Stop that screaming!" Tony yelled. "He is young and ill, he had no medication in his system." "Take him, I need to use the restroom." Tony spoke handling Peter Clint.

"I like the scar!" Clint smile, touching the small scratch on Peter's right cheek. "Thank you?" Clint unfocused, and paid attention to the kids show on the tv and drank his juice. "Why am I your favourite superhero?" "Well you saved and proved to me you can scare your enemies. During a undercover mission, you scare the lot out of Darm and his workers. I want to be a hero just like you and Ironman, so I can save other!" He smiled. "Cool...." Pete looked confused at the boy. Clint relaxed on Peter and gently drifted off to sleep on Peter's shoulder.

"Father, we are keeping this rat around." "Peter?... Had a change of heart?" Morgan gasped. "Ha. Ha. Very amusing." Peter scoffed. "I thought you would like him Pete." Tony smiled taking the boy back.

"He is mine, not my grandchild." Tony hissed at his three children. "Alright we won't take him... for now." The three ran down the hallway.

Clint relaxed yet again on Tony. "Let us go get dressed. We have a very big day ahead." Tony smiled at the sleeping boy.

"Ready to go?" Nat smiled. Pepper smiled gently holding her son. "Clint this is Jason." "Hi!" Jason smiled and waved. Clint shyly waved at the boy. "How old are yah now buddy." "Nine!" He spoke smiling. "He is too." Nat commented. "When is your birthday?" Jason asked. "Umm I don't know." "How do you not know!?" Jason yelled shocked. Clinton whimpered clutching onto Tony. "Jason no yelling, he doesn't like yelling." "Sorry..." Jason looked hurt.

"How can you feel that your a year older...?" Natasha asked. "When New Year's Eve strikes midnight. "Oh that makes sense." Jason replied.