I like to think of them as OUR arrows

Matt could claim all he wanted that all he intended for these cats was to foster them, but after going to the pet store to shop together for everything these kittens might need? Kate could tell he was ready to pamper the too. Would he simply let them go to somebody else's household after that?

She knew Matt's beliefs, even his way of life, it was all about sacrifice. But the tenderness in which he spoke to those kittens? How he had clearly looked forward to this moment?

Kate had hope.

With a chuckle, she rested her chin on his bicep as she watched the pair, not even noticing the familiarity in which she acted around Matt. The Bartons were well aware that Kate was never shy about a hug, neither were they. But Laura turned to Clint, her raised eyebrow speaking for itself as they noticed how easily Kate practically cuddled Matt as they petted the kittens.

"Yeah, that's a good point. There's so much I need to show you," Kate agreed.

Nate, how had returned from introducing Frodo to the farm and was eager for a glass of juice, was quick to jump in. "Can I feed the cats? I wanna feed the cats!"