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Answers usually lead to more questions.

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I know I have questions, a whole shit load of them, boss.

Well, that makes two of us, then.

Whether or not they're the same questions, on the other hand...

Let's start with that fact that you're not dead, seems as good a place as any.

You are certainly as observant as ever. But yes, my death was slightly more temporary than most are.

And all these months...what? You were my handler since I joined SHIELD, you couldn't say, "Oh hey, Hawkeye, I'm not dead, no need to grieve."

That wasn't exactly my call.

Fuck that, Coulson. Do you know how responsible I felt for your death? It was my fault Loki even escaped to 'Kill' you. I've been carrying that shit this whole time.

Fury's idea I take it.

It wasn't your fault and it never was.

But yes, Director Fury's had a lot of ideas lately.

Some one could have told me that.

Well then fuck Fury, I'm done with his manipulative bullshit.

Someone should have, because it's true.

That's not exactly an uncommon thought.

[Clint sighs, shaking his head.]

Where the hell have you been? Are you alright?

I've been heading up one of the old mobile command units. It got refurbished. Not a terrible gig.

They gave you a new team.

First I'm going to beat the shit out of Fury, then I'll quit.

If you could put a rain check on that, I'd appreciate it.

Why? I'm really tired of being lied to over and over.

Because there are a few things I want to find out that I'm fairly sure only the director has the answers two. And I'll be even less likely to get them if you put him out of commission.

Please, Clint.

[Clint stares at his feet for a long moment, rubbing the back of his neck.]

Fuck it.

[He moves to Phil and grabs him in a tight hug.]

I wouldn't hold off for anyone but you or Tasha, you know that right?

[He hugs back, a bit hesitantly.]

I know. And I appreciate it.

[Clint pulls back, shifting nervously.]

Anything I can do for you?

[He pauses, thinking over the question.]

Remind me that, in the end, it's probably a good thing that I was dragged back?

I sure as hell am happy to see you, so I think I can do that.

Would you rather be dead?

It's… hard to tell. There's a lot I'm still processing.

I was dead. And I've just started to learn how it is that I'm not now. But the why is a little harder to figure out.

Why you're alive? Does it matter? Isn't it good enough that you are?

You'd think, wouldn't you? I should be grateful, I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth.

But I was dead for days. I was dead, and I know I wasn't the only one killed during all of that, but I was the one they found a way to bring back and I don't know why it was me.

Days? How could you be dead for days? You mean on a ventilator or heart pumping thing, right? Otherwise, dude, you're a zombie.

[He grins, but the look on Phil's face sobers him.]

Explain days, Coulson.

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