Nearly 4 hours had passed since the incident in the training room, and the medical wing was busy discharging those injured, and tending to those in more critical condition. Aria, still heavily sedated, lie alone in an isolated room from the others. Dr. Jenkins made sure to keep a steady dose of sedative in her I.V. as ordered by Director Fury. He was making his way to the front to get an update when he saw a concerned Agent Barton burst through the med wing doors.-

“Where are they...”

-Barton asked sternly. Dr. Jenkins shook his head and motioned with his hand to wait.-

“Agent Barton, please. I need you to wait outside. Agent McCoy is in CT right now. We are still gathering information and Director Fury wants your daughter isolated..”

“Isolated! Dr.... get out of my way... I want to see my daughter.”

-Barton said angrily. Dr. Jenkins sighed and motioned to a back room. He knew his orders, but he also knew he wasn’t about to try and stop Agent Barton. He walked over alongside him. There was a window looking into the room, which was guarded by 2 SHIELD agents. Aria lie motionless on the bed, her hands restrained and a pale look upon her face.-

“Why is she restrained? What the hell happened..”

-Barton glared at the Dr. and walked into the room. He took Arias hand in his own, wondering what reasons could possibly explain her situation. He hadn’t been told much when another agent reached out to him while on mission, only that there was an incident with Aria, and a dozen agents had been injured, including Arias mother Avaren.

“Director Fury wants her restrained and sedated until he gets back from Germany. He should be landing any moment. We also need to run tests on her before we can wake her up.”

“Tests? No, No one is doing anything to her. She isn’t some science experiment, she is my daughter.” -Clint stated angrily.-

“Damn it Barton!” Dr Jenkins barked. “I have two dead agents and McCoy is in a coma! She is dangerous and I don’t have a choice here. Now you need to leave and take whatever grievances you have up with Fury and let me do my damn job!”

-Barton was taken by surprise at the Drs reaction, but sighed heavily and turned once more to look at his daughter.-

“Hang in there kiddo...”

-He gave her hand a squeeze before walking out of the room, out of the med wing, and straight for the hanger bay. His timing was perfect. Just as he opened the door, he saw Director Fury and 2 other agents walking down the ramp of a small SHIELD plane. Fury's gaze narrowed, knowing full well what Barton's presense here was about.-

"Why is my daughter lying in the med wing, drugged and restrained like some criminal?"

-Barton asked, his voice low and angry. Director Fury didn't say anything at first, as he grabbed a tablet from the agent next to him, made a couple motions on it, and handed it to Barton. There was a video playing of the security cameras in the training room. Barton grew concerned as he watched everything unfold before him. He shoved the tablet back to Fury.-

"She is not a monster, she is a child! You had no right!"

"I had every right! -Fury refuted sternly.- "I have a right to protect this facility and the agents within it. She is a danger to everyone here so until I find out how she killed two of my agents, she will remain as she is! Now take a walk Agent!"

-Barton thought about convincing Fury otherwise, but he knew it was useless. He knew he was right. Whatever was happening to his daughter was dangerous, and deadly. He turned and left the hanger bay, his mind overwhelmed with the scenes he had witnessed in the video.-