Hello everybody, I just wanted you guys to know that I hope to update this story every Sunday night but sometimes I might be late. Oh, by the way, the rest of the chapters in this story are different days and they will probably be a bit shorter than the first chapter. Hope you enjoy! :-)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Avengers, no copyright intended.


Mondays, the universal day of hatred. It's safe to say that 99% of the entire population of Earth hates Mondays. However, Bruce Banner and Melanie Davis were part of that one percent that didn't care. The two scientists were up bright and early, working in the lab on figuring out how Bruce could control 'The Other Guy'.

"What about nanobots in the bloodstream?" Bruce asked.

"I think an injectable temporary chromosomal alteration serum might work better." Melanie argued.

"Then we would have to find a chemical compound that triggers 'The Other Guy' to make an appearance, and testing it might get messy." He said.

She shook her head. "We're not testing it on you, just some of your cells. C'mon, let's start working on those chemicals."

They ran off to opposite parts of the lab to grab various chemicals. While Melanie was looking at different containers on a shelf all the way across the room, Tony snuck up on Bruce and pulled him into another room.

"Tony, what the hell was that for?" Bruce exclaimed.

"Tranquil Cranberry Orange Blossom" Tony said, as if it explained everything.

"What?"

"Tranquil Cranberry Orange Blossom tea. I know what happened last night, with you and Mel. Everything."

"How?"

"JARVIS's security cameras, duh."

"So? What are you getting at Tony?"

"You two have the hots for each other! And I'm going to be the one responsible for bringing you guys together."

"What! No! We don't 'have the hots for each other', and you will do no such thing. Now I'm going back to the lab."

"Don't deny it!" Tony called as Bruce started walking away.


Bruce went to the cabinet of chemicals he was at before Tony pulled him away, got some bottles, and ran back to the work space. What he didn't notice was that Melanie was doing the same thing. Both scientists collided and ended up on the floor along with the containers of chemicals. Thankfully none of the bottles broke or spilled. Every bottle in the lab was plastic and had a spill proof lid. Apparently, Tony had too many accidents and Pepper didn't trust him, so she made him use those. When they hit the ground, they landed in a rather compromising position with Melanie on top of Bruce. They were a tangle of limbs and their faces were just centimeters apart. Both of them apologized repeatedly and were shade of red that just might put Steve's signature blush to shame. They got up quickly and went back to work, trying hide their embarrassment and forget that it ever happened. They managed to work for the entire day and even a little into the night before more chaos occurred. Melanie had gotten rather far in her work, she found some compound that she thought might work and she wanted to test them. Then she heard a cry of pain. She whipped her head around to where Bruce was standing, instantly checking to see if he was alright. His back was to her but when he started to make his way over to the chemical wash station, she had a pretty good idea of what had happened. Melanie took this as an opportunity to run to her room and grab some things. When she came back, Bruce was still at the wash station and she dragged him over to a small table in the corner that Pepper made him have for when she forced him to eat during one of his many "inventing sprees". She took his injured hand and began applying some type of lotion.

"What is that?" Bruce asked.

"It's Chemical Burn Cream. I was coming to work with Tony in the lab so I figured I'd need it." Melanie replied.

Bruce chuckled a bit. As soon as she was done with the cream, Melanie started wrapping his hand in bandage. When the wrapping was complete, she didn't let go of his hand and he made no effort to pull it away either. Both of them just stared, lost in each others' eyes. They stayed like this for while. His hand in hers, neither of their gazes shifting even a millimeter. It was as if time was frozen. Only, after almost a full minute, time started back up again and they snapped of it, both just as awkwardly embarrassed as they were just hours ago. Leave it to Bruce to kill the silence.

"So, where did you learn first aid?" He asked Melanie.

"Never really learned, just picked up some things. Stitching, relocating dislocations, treating wounds, setting bones, the basic stuff." she replied.

"Oh, well, it's late, I think we should call it a night." he said.

Melanie sighed tiredly. "Yeah, sounds good."

The two of them bid each other goodnight and went their separate ways. Both thinking the exact same thing, "What the hell was that? And is it bad that I kind of liked it?"


Hope you liked the chapter. Review and tell me what you think! Bye for now. -RA88 :-)