A/N: Guys, I'm a law student. I don't even know why I'm writing about sciencey-stuff. Maybe it's because of my love for the Science-Bros in this Marvel universe. It's nice to see Bruce Banner being appreciated by other Marvel heroes, so I do love The Avengers for that reason. I hope you all will help me with the science-stuff as I go along for that reason.

Anyway, thank you all for favoriting my stories and subscribing to me and the stories. It's very much appreciated. It seriously makes my day to see these messages in my inbox (that's not too depressing, is it?) I'm waiting for my friend to write up the next chapter of Silly Avengers! Tricks are for Gods! because I have no idea where the Hell she wants to go with it. XD Until then, I have decided to write my own multi-chapter story. This will mostly be about the Science-Bros, but I might include the other Avengers to see if I can delve into their mind-sets.

It had been two weeks since the Chitauri invasion and Bruce Banner had already made his new home in Kenya.

He was grateful for the easy leave that the director had given him… or at least the head-start he had given him. He was given a security pass to be flown wherever in the world he wanted to go and only the director knew where he was going. It had almost been too easy to leave New York.

It was only supposed to be a simple ride to the airport.

Of course, considering that said ride came from Tony Stark, it couldn't be a simple ride to the airport. Instead of what Banner thought was going to be a quiet drive with only his thoughts as entertainment. It was awkwardness, sheer awkwardness, that he was pulled into as Stark ranted on and on about how Bruce should stay with him. He supposed the fact that he turned into a giant, raging monster that has killed many and destroyed part of New York would have been a cause to stay as far away from New York and its people as much as possible. Tony seemed to just brush it off as a minor inconvenience. In the end, Tony had unwillingly driven him to the airport.

As Banner tried to get on board, Tony had stopped him and handed him a gift; a portable tablet that was suited for his studies that was "up-to-date" because "seriously, Banner. Who the Hell use Dell's anymore?". Seeing that Tony wouldn't take "no" for an answer, Bruce took it and thanked him as he boarded the plane.

Bruce sighed and brushed a hand through his hair, remembering the last time he had seen Tony Stark. It had been a long day. He had been in the local village providing as much medical care as he could until he ran out of supplies for the day and he was heading to his make-shift home on the outskirts of the village. As he was walking, he thought back to his time that he was asked politely to come aboard the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier. He remembered seeing Natasha Romanoff, fear still deep within her eyes at the very sight of him. He remembered Steve Rogers, the man whose serum he failed to produce, whose politeness was just a ruse of anxiety at the very idea of making him angry. Then, he remembered Tony Stark.

Tony Stark took him in without feigning kindness. He complimented his work and immediately set out on getting to know himbetter. The Tony Stark was expressing interest in him, the monster. But it wasn't the monster he wanted to talk to, but Bruce himself. He never showed the slightest bit of fear, even going so far as to see what could provoke him. Bruce felt the corners of his lips twitching upwards as he shook his head and sighed, gazing up from his feet knowing that he was just several feet from his hut.

There was a car in front of his home.

Bruce froze on the spot and quickly ducked behind a tree to obscure himself from view. Immediately, he thought up a plan. Leave now and don't ever come back. It was simple enough. He didn't own any material objects that he couldn't easily replace.

Shit, the tablet.

He would feel guilt for the rest of his life if he left Tony's tablet behind and he already had enough guilt weighing on his conscience. Okay, new plan. Leave now and come back in a week. Hopefully the people here to see him would be long gone and had not found where he hid the tablet. That was best. Then he could go somewhere else. Maybe the Congo needed him. He had even heard of some land in Africa that didn't take in outsiders that could-

His thoughts were interrupted at the sound of a car door slamming.

Bruce froze once more, paralyzed on the spot. He heard light footsteps moving quickly towards him and, with that sound; he readied his own feet to move as fast as they could.

"Doctor Banner! Please, wait!"

A pale woman with orange hair came into his sight, her clothes not of any type of uniform and her face stained with tears and soiled make-up.

Bruce stood up straight and watched as the woman sprinted to his side, panting for breath.

"Please! P-please don't run. I ne-need your h-help."

Bruce sighed. Wasn't it a girl crying to him for help that got him taken in by S.H.I.E.L.D.? It's like every girl knew his weakness; his need to help others to atone for the harm he has done as his other self.

"Calm down," he said softly. "What do you need?"

The orange-haired woman grasped his arms, making Bruce take a small step backwards at the contact. The woman didn't seem to take notice.

"Doctor Banner. You are the Dr. Banner that worked with Tony Stark and with S.H.I.E.L.D., right?" Bruce flinched and quickly narrowed his eyes. Of course it was a trap. It was always a trap.

"No, no! Wait! I know about you but I'm not here to harm you." Bruce had thrown her hands off of his and started quickly towards his home. If he could just get that tablet he could probably get out of there quick enough.

"Tony's in trouble!"

Bruce stopped in his steps immediately. There was a pause, a moment of silence, as Bruce let the woman's words sink in.

"Please. My name is Virginia Potts. I am CEO of Stark Industries and I know Tony on a very personal level." Bruce turned around just in time to see a new set of tears flood in Pepper's eyes. "There's something wrong with Tony. I didn't know what to do, but I had JARVIS look over him and he said that he had some kind of radiation poisoning and I don't know what to do and Tony doesn't trust doctors but he really likes you and you know a lot about radiation so please if you could just-"

"Ms. Potts, please," Bruce interrupted her panicked ramblings. As Pepper finally let her tears fall, he thought once more about Tony. His arrogant smile, his ego, his sarcasm, his intelligence quips…

…his acceptance, his kindness, his friendship.

Bruce knew that he had no choice.

"Ms. Potts, please take me to him."

Herp derp. I'm terrible at introductions.