Bruce Banner was hanging out with his team at Stark or Avengers Tower. Everyone was present minus Steve.
Steve walked in, holding a envelope addressed to Bruce. "Bruce you have some mail." Steve handed it to him.
"Thanks," Bruce told him.
He read the return address which was labeled Social Services. Why would he be receiving mail from Social Services, he wondered. He opened the envelope and began reading the letter.
Dear Robert Bruce Banner
We are sorry to inform you that Dr. Elizabeth Ross has passed away due to natural causes. Funeral services will be held tomorrow evening. We would also like to inform you that you have a 10 year old daughter whose name is Rebecca Bree Banner. Dr. Ross said that she would like for you to be her guardian should anything happen to her. She will be at the funeral tomorrow if you decide to come. We are once again sorry for having to inform you of such terrible news. Have a good day.
Bruce was shocked after reading the letter. He took a long pause. Just staring off into space.
"Bruce?" Natasha asked.
Bruce turned, facing her. "Yes?"
"Are you alright?" Natasha asked.
"Uh...yeah," Bruce told her.
"Something's bothering you," Natasha observed.
"Can I talk to you in private?" Bruce asked.
"Sure," Natasha answered.
They both got up and walked away from the table.
"What do you think they're about to go do?" Tony asked seductively.
"Oh grow up, Stark," Steve told him.
Bruce and Natasha were talking in the other room.
"What's wrong?" Natasha asked.
Bruce handed the letter to his girlfriend. "Just read it."
Natasha read it and immediately began to comfort her boyfriend. "Oh Bruce. I'm so sorry. I really am. I know how much she meant to you."
"Thanks," Bruce told her. "If you don't mind. Could you maybe accompany me to the funeral?"
"Of course," Natasha told him. "I don't want you to be alone anyway."
"I love you," Bruce told her.
"I love you too," Natasha told her.
They kissed.
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