A/N: Sorry I was gone so long and that it took me so long to update. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.

He releases her arm after they come to some sort of agreement that she would explain what happened, she reaches for a new shirt. "Don't need Steve and Clint freaking out before I can explain."

"Surprised none of us saw it sooner with all of us living in close quarters to be honest." She grins and shrugs, "it's not like I walk around without a shirt on unlike some people I know." Her smile is teasing as she says it. "Now turn around so I can change."

They make it back with no problems. Steve and Barton managed to clean up most of the place while they were gone. They have to kill a few of the infected that had been attracted by the noise of the van but Bucky deals with that quickly lest even more show up. They manage to unload everything with only three trips thanks to him and Steve being able to carry heavy loads. Darcy doesn't even bother helping. "Y'all look like you have the situation under control."

Steve and Barton both snort at that even with their heavy loads of can goods in their arms.

James can tell that she's nervous the whole time their bringing stuff in. He would feel bad about making her spill her secret but they needed to know anything they could.

They bring the last of the supplies into the kitchen area to see Darcy sitting at the table, the chair she's sitting in leaning back on two legs. She's trying to seem nonchalant but he can see her muscles tense when they enter. Her eyes are moving from one face to another then around the room like she's trying to find a way out of this. Barton's picked up on it too.

"Hey guys," she says leaning forward, the front two legs of the chair making a soft thump when it come into contact with laminated flooring. "So I maybe, kind of, have something I need to tell you." Steve looks alarmed and Barton goes still, eyes roving around looking for the possible threats.

Steve has his Captain face on at first when he starts talking but it quickly gives way to alarm. "What is it? What happened?"

Now Darcy just looks scared so he decides to help her out. "There was a little incident when we were loading the van." Their focus shifted to him. "We handled it but Darcy's shirt sleeve got ripped."

Steve looks confused and Barton has gone back to looking around the room. Darcy sighs resigned and pulls her sleeve up on her left arm, exposing the healed bite mark there. Steve pales as Barton yells "What the fuck!"

Even though he's seen it already he still has a hard time believing it. He takes a seat to the right of her waiting patiently for her to start talking. Steve and Barton have calmed down a bit but are still on high alert. Steve and Barton finally sit down, well more like Steve sort of slumps into his seat and Barton perches on his chair.

"Right. I told you guys how the outbreak happened, how it spread, and how some people are immune correct?" Darcy says all this at once, sort of rushing through her words. Barton makes a hurry up gesture with his hands. "Calm down Clint, don't get your panties in a twist."

Steve looks like he wants to say something but remains stoic. "Okay," Darcy continues, "so it turns out I'm one of the ones who are immune. I got bit when the outbreak first happened and we didn't really even know there was an outbreak. Nobody really knew it was possible at the time once they figured out what was happening. I figured I would turn into one of them, so after crying and what not," she waves her hand around like it's not a big deal. Getting bitten and thinking you're going to turn.

"I decided to be helpful and told them they could study and take samples from me, maybe find a way to stop this. They wanted to see the progression so Stark threw me in Bruce's containment area. We all waited for a month for me to turn but I never did. It was around that time that word got around that some people couldn't be infected." She suddenly looks down, voice smaller when she speaks. "Jane was so happy when I was let out and knew I wouldn't turn." She stops talking still looking down.

Barton looks pained like he wants to help her but doesn't know how. Steve looks the same as Barton, wanting to help but not knowing how. He looks away from her like he can't stand seeing her sad anymore. James can relate but like the other two, doesn't know what to do.

She clears her throat after a minute and continues talking, voice back to its normal volume, "Stark and Bruce started getting other scientists in on it. Didn't even matter what their field was. Richards, Pym- they even tried contacting Strange. But he was probably in another dimension or some shit avoiding all this. Not that I really blame him much."

She goes on to tell them about everything that they were trying to do, all the experiments on other people that had been infected and her, how the scientists stayed up for days at a time trying to figure everything out. James feels a little ill at the thought of Darcy being experimented on but doesn't say anything.

"So after about two months of constant testing and trying to find a cure, they hadn't managed to do much. I think everyone was tired at that point and had pretty much given up." Darcy looks a bit sad when she says this. Nobody has interrupted her still. All of them want to know what happened, especially on how she came to be by herself.

"So when all this had been going on for months, it turns out that Richards had been infected at one point. None of us knew he had even been bitten or that he had gone out somehow." Now Darcy casts her eyes down staring at the table. "He just kind of fell over dead randomly. When they were looking over him he became reanimated. Jane was one of the ones that were closest to him at the time," Darcy pauses here taking a deep breathe.

"That was when Jane got bit."