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Chapter Four) Bruce

"The sun's getting real low," She spoke softly, almost motheringly to the green Hulk in front of her. They were in the lab of the Avengers tower, when Tony had managed to piss the scientist off with a few well placed needle pokes and the water bomb incident, which had ruined the piece of equipment he had been working on for the past hour. It didn't take too long for the green guy to surface after that.

Needless to say, Stark hastened to run away and order Natasha to the lab via JARVIS, interrupting the book she was reading. Luckily, not too much damage had been done to the area, and only a couple of smashed test tubes stood to testify that anything have even occurred there at all.

She gently placed her palm on top of his, gently squeezing his hand in hers before softly stroking his arm with her other hand. She kept her eyes on him as she did so, remaining silent.

It only took a few more mere moments before he clutched onto a rack nearby as he grunted and panted out in pain as he phased back into his human form. She felt her heart pang as she watched, hating seeing him in pain after the transformation. It was bad enough seeing any of her teammates - her family - in pain, but being unable to do anything to stop it was something else entirely.

There was silence as he fell to the ground, his body contorting a few times as the glowing emerald green vanished from sight. He quickly fell asleep afterwards from the sheer exhaustion the change had taken, having been in battle and thereby the hulk only the day previous.

With a tiny smile on her face, she approached the man she had been tasked with helping, brushing some of the glass of of his chest. She carefully hoisted him into her arms, surprised at how light the scientist felt against her expectations.

She lightly stepped towards the door to the lab.

"JARVIS? Can you please open the door," She quietly asked, not wanting to awaken the doctor in her arms.

The lab door swung open without so much as a creak in response. She walked somewhat slowly into the hallway, knowing how much Banner needed to sleep after the past few days.

The other Avengers were placated in the kitchen, Thor and Steve making what seemed to be lasagne as Clint and Tony bickered amongst themselves as per usual. Natasha headed past them, smirking as she heard Tony call Clint a birdbrain.

"Thanks, Romanoff," He whirled around to her, hearing the familiar sound of her combat boots hitting the wooden flooring.

"I'm gonna take him to his room. I'd save him a plate though, hell probably be up soon enough," She told the men in the room.

"I can take him if you want, let you get back to that book you were reading," Steve offered with a friendly smile, always ready to help and wanting to get away from the two adults acting like toddlers.

"It's alright, Rodgers. I don't mind. Besides someone needs to keep those two in line,"

"Hey, we can hear you, Nat," Clint informed her from where he was stood.

"I'm aware," She smirked before heading off to the room Banner was staying in.

She set him carefully onto the bed pulling the blanket gently around his shoulders. He turned over slightly, beginning to snore gently as he settled into a deeper slumber. The redhead kissed his forehead softly as she smiled down at him.

"Sleep well, Bruce," She told him gently, caressing the cheek of the man she was slowly falling in love with before drawing the curtains and turning to leave out of the room, clicking the door behind her.

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