So, I've been working on this chapter for about 12 hours over the course of a few days. I'm still not totally sure how it came out. So please,let me know! Follow,favorite,review! And thank you to all of you who already have!

Chap 9-

Bruce was in bed running his fingers through Victoria's hair as she slept, marveling at the different shades that the sunlight picked up when it happened. Many years later he would still remember that moment. How they had been doing something so mundane and normal when it all started to go to pieces. JARVIS, who rarely bothered him outside of the lab, alerted them 1st.

"Excuse me, Dr. Banner." The AI called, abruptly waking Victoria from her doze. "There is an emergency meeting in the common room. Agent Coulson has requested that you and Ms. Maxwell-Stark report within the half hour."

Victoria looked questioningly at Bruce, who shrugged and answered. "Thank you JARVIS, we'll be there shortly."

Bruce looked back at Victoria, who was still staring at him. "I don't know," he answered her silent question. "But it has to be something serious for them to have JARVIS call me here."

Victoria nodded. "Alright, I'll go to my room to shower. Come get me before you go down?"

Bruce nodded, and Victoria left. Now alone, Bruce's mind wandered to all the possible things that could have happened. An emergency meeting really only meant one thing, an enemy. He prayed it wouldn't be one of his this time, but he had been waiting for this. Ever since Victoria had held onto his hand while her picture was taken he had been waiting. If they had found him… he didn't want to think about it. Not until he had to. He finished dressing, got Victoria, and they headed down.

In the common area, Coulson stood in front of a huge couch. Tony, Steve, and Bree were there already, as were another couple. Who must have been the spies Tony was always joking about but she hadn't met yet. She nervously squeezed Bruce's hand, as the male spy laughed out loud.

"Its true then?" the man asked, as Victoria glared at him, remembering his name was Clint Barton. "Banner's got a girlfriend? And it's Tony's baby sister. This is classic."

"Can it, Barton." Tony mumbled, and tossed a worried look at Bruce and Victoria.

Clint opened his mouth to make another comment but his female counterpart, her name was Natasha Victoria recalled, drove an elbow into his side making him flinch. He shook his head and turned toward Coulson.

Phil nodded, and began explaining why they had all been called down. "We have some information that there are plans for an attack on the tower. The group of rouge former military is being led by General Ross."

"How?"

Victoria thinks it was Tony who asked, but she's not sure. She is too distracted by the way everyone is suddenly staring at Bruce. Coulson is talking again, probably answered the question. Victoria can't really hear him. She can see it before anyone else; she's so used to looking for the signs. She's kneeling in front of him in seconds, holding his hands.

"Breathe, Bruce. Come on babe, breathe with me." She prompts pausing to kiss his hands. His eyes flash green. She hasn't seen that since the beginning, one of the first nights he had run out of her apartment. "Relax. Its ok, we're all here. Right now, we're all safe. Breathe. We need you to keep it together and help us figure it out."

Bruce closes his eyes and breathes with her after a few minutes he nods, finally calm. When Victoria looks up, she finds the room staring at her. "What?" She demands. "What the hell is going on?"

"Did you just talk down The Hulk?" Clint asks, amazed.

"Yeah." She responded, to their stunned looks. "What? I've had practice, and Bruce would never hurt me. Now, what made him do that? Someone better start talking!"

"He's one of mine, Victoria." Bruce answered quietly

"I'm sorry? One of your what?" Victoria prompted

"An enemy, an old enemy." Bruce explained

"Wait, Ross? Like your ex Betty?"

"Her father," Bruce explained quietly, "We meet when I was working for him with gamma radiation. He didn't approve before the accident, and he certainly didn't after. He's been chasing me for years now. But I thought he had fallen off of SHIELD's radar a while ago?"

Coulson sighed. "When he didn't show up after Loki we thought he was gone, possibly dead. Not even we could find him, and he was an older man. Apparently, he was biding his time. He's coming soon, Dr. Banner, and we need to prepare for it."

Bruce nodded, grabbed Victoria's hand and turned to Bree. "The Safe room?"

Bree nodded and started leading the way.

"What safe room?" Victoria demanded again, refusing to move. "I will not be lead around, begging for information from everyone! I know who this General is. Now, I need to know what he wants and why. Why is he coming for Bruce? What does he want? I am a GOD DAMNED STARK and I will not be kept in the dark!"

Everyone stared at her after her outburst, she could have sworn she saw her brother smirk, but Bruce just sighed sadly.

"General Ross is coming for me, sweetheart. Whether it'd to kill me or study me, we never really know. When he gets here, you need to be somewhere safe. He would not hesitate to use you against me. I won't let him hurt you."

"The safe room?" Victoria whispered, she needed answers before she moved anywhere.

"Steve and Tony had it built when I was pregnant with the boys." Bree explained. "It was for us to use, so if anyone ever found out…"She trailed off. Victoria understood. Captain America's wife, a special agent herself, and his twin sons would be the ultimate bargaining chip. And now, apparently, so was she.

She nodded, finally satisfied, and took Bruce's hand, allowing Bree to lead them to the safe room. It was inside a false wall in another, empty, apartment. Bree explained that she would stay there when a threat was perceived, in order to be able to get to the safe room quickly. As she was explaining, Steve walked in with one boy held tight in each arm.

"Steve," Bree began, "I can't just sit by…"

"We're not discussing this!" Steve argued back. "You agreed when the boys were born that..."

"I'm a flipping Special Agent Steve! I..."

"I'll take them." Victoria interrupted. "I'll watch the boys. You two go." Bree was staring at her as she reached out for her hand. "Go, Bree. Go and make sure he comes back to me. Because if he doesn't I…."

Bree pulled Victoria into a hug as her voice broke. "Let me show you around the room..." she started, but was interrupted by a helicopter flying dangerously close to the floor above them. Bree looked sharply at Steve who ran and helped Bruce open the door. Bruce went to her quickly and kissed her. He looked like he was about to say something, then stopped, kissed her again, and left.

Victoria watched him go, then shook herself out of her daze and stepped into the room as Bree and Steve said goodbye to their boys. Minutes after the helicopter flew by. Bree sat in the small room with two small children waiting for the fight to start. She looked around at the well labeled cabinets. There was food, water and an extensive first aid cabinet. As well as books and toys to entertain the boys. Victoria pulled out some toys and went back to her rummaging. In another cabinet she found small key-chain looking device labeled "GPS transponder." She sat down hard with the small box in her hand. The only reason she could think that they would need GPS tracking would be if someone was taken from the safe room.

An explosion on the lower floors rocked the building and Victoria could have sworn she heard roar close by. She thought of Bruce and buried her face in her hands, until she felt a small pair of arms around her waist. She took a deep breath and looked up to see little Timothy hugging her middle.

"Was that Uncle Bruce?" He asked seriously, flinching as another explosion sounded.

"Come here, baby, come here." She whispered, pulling him onto her lap and calling Stevie over. He made it to her lap just as the lights went out. Victoria gasped, and pulled the boys tighter. Stevie turned on the small flashlight he had been playing with, and Victoria settled the twins on the cot to retrieve one for her and Tim as well.

The battle seemed to go on forever, or it could have been fifteen minutes. Sitting in a dark room, there was no way to judge the passage of time. Victoria remained scared but confident, until she heard the voices. The room was wired so you could hear if anyone entered the immediate area. They were close, but not in the same room as the safe room door. Victoria remembered they had come through a false wall in the bedroom. Judging by the volume; the voices were likely in the living area.

Victoria was still holding the box of GPS transponders, she understood why the wiring and transponders were there and she had to act quickly. She activated 2 of them and attached one to each of the boys' shorts.

"OK, you two, listen closely to me. These little key chains are going to help Mommy and Daddy find you after they win their fight, OK?" She paused to make sure the boys understood before continuing in a whisper and leading them to the toy cabinet. "You two sit quietly in here. Quietly as little mice, OK? There are men coming, and I'm going to have to go with them. If you hide, you'll be safe and Mommy and Daddy will come."

She gave them both a kiss on the head and settled them in among the baskets of toys in the large cabinet. "Shh, OK loves, as quiet as you can be. Don't be scared, whatever you hear. I'll be fine." She shushed them one more time and closed the door.

Taking a deep breath, Victoria activated the 3rd GPS and tucked and secured it into her bra, where she hoped no one would go looking. She looked up and waited as she heard them pounding the wall, looking for the door.

They know, oh God they know we're in here. She thought. Another roar echoed through the building and she heard the men laugh as they began prying the door open. I hope I get to tell you when this is over, but if I don't….I love you, Bruce Banner. Victoria thought as the door opened.

The last thing she remembered was a bright light and a sharp blow to her head before the world went dark.