Summary: Clint is the best babysitter ever.

Clint was so dead. Usually, when he got into situations like this, he could fix it before anyone came around. It was like the time he broke the coffee maker and JARVIS helped bail him out. This time, he wouldn't be able to get out the tower fast enough to outrun a super soldier.

"JARVIS, help me out here. Is our little falcon on this floor?"

"Mr. Wilson has made it to the Captain's floor. I believe he is going to surprise him."

Oh. No no no. Clint dropped down to the ground from the vents. Why did Sam think that was a good idea? He ran to the stairway door, not bothering to close it behind him. He jumped over the first railing, taking two stairs at a time to Steve's floor. Steve told him before he went shopping with Nat that Sam was not allowed in the vents. They were easy to get lost in and the kid would break something dropping out of them.

"Sam! Sammy! Are you up there?" Slamming the stairway door to Steve's floor open, Clint's heart skipped a beat when he heard the sounds of a body shuffling above him.

"Uh huh, I'm going to surprise Papa Steve with a Falcon leap!" Sam's face peered out from the grate Clint stood under.

Sweet Jesus in a hand basket, he could see the whole thing happening in a vision of crying and a trip to the hospital. Clint stretched out his arms and put on a smile.

"I don't think that would be good, baby bird. You might give Cap a fright. Even worse, you might crack your noggin on the way down. Come on, now."

He watched Sam open the grate and braced himself as the laughing dusty boy dropped down into his arms. A change of clothing would be in order first.

"You're funny, Clint. Can we make Papa Steve some brownies? I bet JARVIS can find us a yummy recipe online, right?" Sam said, hanging onto Clint's neck as they headed for the elevator.

"Of course, Mr. Wilson."

Clint gave a tiny shrug. "Sure, baby bird. JARVIS also won't tell Steve that I almost lost his charge in the vents when he wasn't supposed to be there in the first place, cool?"he said, glancing up at the cieling with Sam.

"Your secret is safe with me, sirs."