Synopsis: Takes place immediately after Bruce snaps his fingers with the Stark gauntlet in Endgame.
Chapter Two: I'll See You Again
Bruce snapped his fingers, the sound of clinking metal echoing through his ears as a sharp pain spread throughout his entire body. He felt himself hit the floor before the pain subsided, leaving him perfectly numb. A strange orange fog surrounded him as far as he could see, until his vision focused on the form of two women in conversation, their backs turned to him.
One of them almost looked like…
"Nat?" He whispered groggily.
"Hi, Bruce." Nat whispered with a shy smile.
"I thought you - they said that you…Oh my god…" He babbled, his mind racing as he pulled his love into his arms. (It was then he noticed that he had reverted back to his less green, human form.)
"It's okay. We're okay." She said sweetly, pulling him closer to her.
"Nat. I hate to rush this, but you don't have much time." Said the second woman, who had green skin, purple hair, and an impressive sword hanging from a holster around her waist.
"Right." Nat nodded, before turning back to Bruce and taking both of his hands in hers. That fire that he so loved in her was burning behind her eyes.
"I need you to listen very carefully to me, okay? I did what I did so we can end. this. thing. I'll be back soon enough, but only if everything goes as planned. Don't let them take me for granted."
"I won't, Nat. I swear."
"I know." She smiled again before bringing him back into her arms. He gave her a long, passionate kiss before he was forced to pull away by a pounding ache in his head.
"It's time." Gamora said, looking at Nat sympathetically.
"I'll see you soon, okay?"
"Okay." Bruce said, attempting to suppress the pain returning to his physical form. "I love you."
"I love you too, Bruce. So much."
At that, he was thrust out of the Soul World and back into the Avengers Facility, his teammates looking concernedly down at him.
