Bruce's POV
Tony came running down to the lab, it must be something important considering that he looks wide awake and I would've heard him getting coffee. "Brucie, listen, I need you to do me a huge favour. My intern, his friend is hurt badly and she needs help. Please help her." A kid is hurt? And they want me to help? I can't really say no can I? "Ok Tony, I'll try." I say and let out a quiet sigh. "Thanks Brucie!" Tony shouts as he runs down the hall.
Tony's POV
I run rapidly down the hall to the elevator. I get to the garage and get in a car quickly. I immediately do my seatbelt and start driving going to where Pete told me he'd be. I stop the car and look round for them. "Mr. Stark? Mr. Stark is that you?" Peters scared voice rings out in the silence of the alley. "Yeah, it's me kid, it's me." I reply and I hear him let out a sigh of relief. I see him walk over to me carrying a familiar-looking, unconcious redhead with dip-dyed hair. Bruce is gonna kill me. It's Violet, Nat and Bruces kid. Mine and Pepper's niece. Peter looks like he's freaking out. "Hey kid, you get in the back with her, Dr. Banner will know what to do when we get back." He nods silently and I ruffle his hair before he gets in. It's an almost silent drive back to the tower, the radio being the only thing that made any noise. When we got there we rushed to the lab. Dr. Banners face froze for a second when he saw it was Violet and then he put her down on a hospital bed we have in here. He managed to get the bullet out from her leg and bandage it up.
Violet's POV
Waking up, I feel my head leaning on something...cushioned? My eyes adjust to the bright lights and I look around to see Dr. Bruce Banner, more commonly known as the Incredible Hulk. I prefer to just call him Bruce though. I read his work sometimes when I'm at SHIELD... Next to him is Uncle Tony, who's one of Moms best friends, I know him quite well. I look next to me and I see Peter freaking out, practically screaming with anxiety. He seems really worried so I sit up to get a better look at him. We're both still sat in our pyjamas, he's covered in sweat and blood...his blood? No I stupidly only just realise that I passed out due to blood, well lack of it. He looks at me terrified. "Peter are you ok?" I say and he starts crying and words come pouring out of his mouth, "Vi...Vi,Vi I'm so sorry you ran out after me, I'm so sorry you got shot because of me." and some weird muffled words I couldn't make out. He continued for a good ten minutes at least. All I know is I need to stop him crying, I grab a clean towel from the tray beside my bed and wiped his face with it before he could say another word. Before he gets chance to say anything else I put my hands on the side of his face and pucked my lips pulling him closer. I felt him freeze for a second, then he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me towards him. Soon our mouths were centimetres away. As soon as our lips touched I felt this feeling, like something had just been fulfilled and that it was final and it was supposed to be. It was the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. As I kissed him I heard someone behind us clear their throat to get our attention. Without even looking I knew that person was Dr. Bruce Banner.
Authors note:
Hi so that one's a bit longer than normal, I think but I hope you like it. Thanks to everyone who's been reviewing and SLYNNR (I think that's ur username) for helping me write this chapter, I couldn't have done it without you.