Clint had a nasty headache. He didn't answer he had fallen asleep. He looked rather tired as he was laying there. He knew that he needed the rest, He snored deeply.

Clint wasn't asleep long, he started tossing and turning. He was having bad dreams. He was sweating in his sleep. He moaned and soon awoke gasping and panting.
He rubbed his eyes. He saw that Natasha was panicking. He tried to calm her "Tasha... Its alright you are safe." He whispered. He wondered if she thought she was still trapped.

"Your not trapped your in the hospital bed." Clint reached forward and held her hand. He was hoping she would calm down. He hated seeing her like this."
He knew she must be freaked out after what happened.