AN: sorry for the slow update exams and almost hospitalization can do that anyway on with the story the chapters have been fixed for the most glaring mistakes i could see sorry this is just a filler i couldnt decide how i wanted this next peice to work together


More scotch found, poured and the bottle half emptied, Tony returned to an odd sight and was content to just stand and watch for a moment. Steve was on the floor nursing his right arm, looking terrified, Clint was nowhere in sight. The guess seemed to be he'd run off to retrieve Bruce, Natasha and Juliet were laying on the couch, one crying the other laughing.

"What the hell did I miss? Looks like Capsicle got a walloping, but from who I wonder?" the girls looked at him, their faces red as they pointed to the other while Steve just grunted and started to stand up before a pillow was tossed in his direction and he slipped landing on his backside.

"You stay there, skinny boy blue." Natasha laughed and Juliet wiped her eyes before crawling off the three seater genuine leather couch and to the floor over a plush carpet and several granite tiles next to Steve puppy dog eyes in full swing, her eyes red and puffy.

"Sorry Steve I didn't mean it. I just it slipped out when you were talking about Pegs and Howard and I'm sorry about your arm, but I really don't like being grabbed." Natasha walked over and put out a hand, pulling Steve up to his feet. Tony, drink still in hand, walked over and thrust it into Steve's hand, just nodding and then turned to head down to his lab, muttering about women and crazy stupid gentlemen.

"It's okay! Honest! Natasha just promise we will never speak of it again." He said wearily, with a blush rising in his cheeks. The three chuckled as Bruce and Clint rushed through the door first aid kit in hand, worried looks on their faces. Clint shared a look with Nat and a short chuckle as Bruce looked over Steve's arm.

"Nothing broken, just pretty bruised, no punching bag for a day cap. Juliet, how about you?" Steve nodded and relaxed into his chair, looking over at the girl, she shrugged, pulling a blanket tighter, eyes still red and puffy.

"Fine actually, Banner can I talk with you alone for a minute?" she said, standing up and walking toward the kitchen. Bruce followed kindly. She seemed scared to say what was on her mind and the blanket seemed to be clutched in her hands. Bruce put the kettle on and pulled out his box of tea holding it out to her, she smiled weakly and nodded her thanks.

"So what's up miss, you're looking a little green around the gills." He said trying to break the ice with her as the kettle slowly boiled and started to whistle, he'd tried to make a joke at his own expense, she knew. She seemed terrified and older than her years. Bruce could understand that he had felt the same in Calcutta when the men and women would thank him even after 'the other guy' appeared. The TV could be heard in the living room. Someone must have turned it for their sake.

"Ha ha, yeah nothing I can't handle. I wanted to ask you how you do it. Hide the anger and the pain. I shut down until late at night and then I find a rooftop and scream my lungs out and well, I'm getting pretty sick because of it." She ends with a cough that would rival a smoker, Banner grinned and passed a cup over to the girl, she sipped and seemed more relaxed.

Bruce watched her face and he could feel the other guy feeling almost sorry for the girl. which was strange since he usually never felt anything but anger and fear. Clint had filled him in on her background and her life before the kidnapping and what had happened after her family had been killed. The kid had been through her own personal hell and by the look of the protectiveness of Nat and Clint it seemed that her hell wasn't quite through.

"Anger, well I'm always angry, I try to help others, like my trips to Calcutta it helps my guilt I guess." He said looking anywhere but her face, a blanketed hand held onto his arm and a gentle face smiled up at him she could see right through his mask just like he could smell terror, nervousness and kindness on her.

"You are a great man and Hulk..." she said firmly but kindly "you saved my family that day so thank you for that, I'm in your debt, in debt to you both, thank you." She seems to tense up before pecking his cheek quickly and walking out to the living room.


AN: i know horrible filler and sweet Banner i swear I will try to make this more interesting id love some R&R just a few words in the box

CGBW