We'll Find Him

                                    

                                          
Requested by dangerouswomandw, James gets kidnapped.
                          
"Nat? Where's James?" Steve asked, walking into the kitchen and wrapping his arms around her waist loosely, pressing a light kiss to her cheek. 
                          
Natasha motioned to the window, "He's playing outside with Clint. Do you mind calling them in for dinner?" 
                          
Steve shook his head and walked outside, looking around for his son and Clint. 
                          
"Hey Clint, James...dinners ready." He called out, taking a few steps off the porch and looking around. 
                          
Despite looking all around the yard, Steve still couldn't find the two, which was strange considering that James was always extra wild and loud when his Uncle Clint was around. 
                          
"Come on guys, the food is going to get cold. You can come back out later." Steve said louder...maybe they were messing with him. Playing hide and seek or trying to scare Steve. Clint did stuff like that all the time. 
                          
"Clint this isn't funny anymore. Come back inside to eat." He said, starting to get more worried. 
                          
"Clint!?" He yelled again, so desperately that he knew Clint would give up whatever game they may have been playing and come inside. 
                          
But there was still no response. 
                          
"Nat, I can't find them. Are you sure they didn't make an ice cream run or something?" 
                          
Natasha's brows furrowed. "I'll call Clint. Maybe they did. Keep looking outside." 
                          
Steve quickly walked back outside and scanned the yard for his son and Clint. 
                          
He was about to go back inside and check with Natasha when he heard a low buzzing coming from near the treehouse they had built James. 
                          
Steve jogged towards the sound and followed it up into the treehouse where he found Clint laying unconscious, a large gash on his head and his phone laying beside him. 
                          
"Clint!" Steve yelled, dropping to his knees and looking around for James. 
                          
He shook the man's shoulders and called out for Natasha, who ran outside as soon as her name was called. 
                          
"Oh God." She muttered, seeing Clint laying there. 
                          
"Steve help me get him inside." She said, her face flush with worry. 
                          
"What about James?" Steve asked. 
                          
Natasha shook her head. "If he's not out here then Clint is going to be the only one who knows where he might be. We need to get him conscious again." 
                          
Steve helped Natasha bring Clint inside and called the other avengers while Natasha tended to Clint's injury, hoping he would wake up soon and help them figure out where James was at. 
                          
"Tony is doing an air sweep of the area. Bruce is working on hacking some security footage from around the house and Thor is coming to earth ready to help with whatever we need." Steve said quietly, walking back into the room. 
                          
Natasha looked up at Steve and he could see how worried she was. They both had so many enemies. So many people who would do just about anything to make them suffer. It was hard not to think that maybe one of them had kidnapped James.
                          
"I'm worried Steve." Natasha said, looking back down at Clint and dabbing a cloth on his wound. 
                          
Steve sat down besides Natasha and nodded. "Me too, but we'll find him Nat. I promise. We've got the entire avenger program behind us and plenty of people who would do anything for James."