Natasha looked at her partner, he seemed a little more than just distraught. She reached out and took his free hand with her uninjured arm. She pulled him closer to the bed to forcing him to sit down. She gave him a small smile, "Of course, I know you wouldn't. But you were supposed to take the out... You didn't have to say it was you..."

She leaned back and stared at the ceiling for a moment. There was only one thing that was haunting her about what had happened, was the kiss. She looked to the door when she heard shuffling to see the Captain walk into the room. He smiled at her, "They... told me you were awake."

"I am," Natasha said with a smile. She released Clint's hand and looked at Steve, "What can I help you with, Captain?"

Steve laughed and shook his head, "Absolutely nothing. You are on bed rest and I'm not going to be the one who pulls you out of it," He looked at Clint. He wasn't sure how he felt about Clint. Not after what had happened and how he had basically been a watch dog at Natasha's door since they got here. He returned his attention back to Natasha, "I'll leave you two... You should get some rest."

Natasha nodded, "I feel like I already have," He left then and she looked up at Clint, "How long was I out for?..."