Katherine woke up to sunlight hitting her face and one sore back. She realized she was wrapped in the arms of someone on the floor. She started to panic, trying to figure out how to escape from whoever was holding her. She wasn't expecting to hear a voice notify this guy she was awake and panicking and he should wake up before she hurts herself or before the others arrive to figure out why someone is screaming. This only freaked her out more, moving away, she sat up and moved towards the door. Just as she got up, a hand reached out and grabbed her arm. Causing her to scream and fall to the floor. She tried crawling away, but stopped when she heard multiple footsteps coming towards the room.
Tony was awake now, he felt her moved and went to grab her to keep her from hurting her feet anymore. He wasn't expecting a scream. He told JARVIS to keep everyone else away for now, he needed to calm her down, he needed her to relax, and if everyone came running into the room, it would get very tense, very scary, very quickly. Of course, Clint didn't hear the message until he was halfway down a vent. She looked over at the tall guy with an arrow pointed at her and she cried even harder, pulling herself into a ball while trying to back away from the man. Natasha came running in with her gun drawn, ready for whatever was about to happen and wasn't ready to see a young lady on the floor crying. Thor and Steve arrived at the same time, and both looked at the small crying ball of a person with confusion from the door.
Tony ordered everyone out. He yelled at Clint and Natasha for having weapons drawn. He ordered Bruce, who was waiting in the hall, to come in with the bandages for her feet. He went over to the girl, apologizing for the commotion and almost being killed. He spoke gently to her, telling her everything was alright. He opened his arms again and offered a hug, she looked at him, looked at Bruce, and looked at the others who had only moved to right outside the door and just sat there. Afraid to move. Afraid of being hurt. Tony moved so he was next to her, giving her a chance to be near the walls and hear him speak. He tried to touch her, calm her down, but she flinched. Tony tried speaking with her, telling her he wasn't going to hurt her. No one here would. He just wanted her to calm down, he told her Bruce was going to check her feet, that he wasn't going to hurt her either.
Bruce moved a little closer, but stopped when he noticed her shaking a little more. He realized she was getting a little claustrophobic, she needed space, but he knew she also needed some more medical attention. The bandages were starting to become red and he could see a few stains on the carpet. He also noticed she was still really pale. He wasn't sure the last time this girl had eaten, but he knew it had at least been thirty six hours since she had been brought in from outside. He tried sitting down, seeing if she'd fare better, he saw her breathing increase, he also saw her eyes dropping, her body was exhausting itself from the panic attack and possibly from not having any food or liquid in her system.
"Dog" she mumbled
"What?" Tony asked, leaning in closer to her
"Dog" she mumbled again
"Dog?" Tony asked
"Golden" she said
"Golden Dog?" Tony asked
She nodded. Tony ordered someone to go get a golden dog, whatever that was. Tony thought he heard Steve mention something about going to the shelter to get a puppy, Tony hoped the dog would at least be potty trained. He also hoped that this golden dog would help her. He could see her going downhill and if she wasn't calmed down soon, he was going to have to try and medicate her. He knew though that wasn't going to be easy with how she was afraid of everyone around her. Plus with how she was flinching away from himself and Bruce, trying to get her to take a pill or give her a shot seemed like an impossible and possibly even dangerous task.