A/N;:; I'm so sorry for the cliffhanger today, but I couldn't resist. Here is a new question.

How many of you think I am going to kill Emily off?

I do not own the Avengers, only the kids.

P.S. I went ahead and did the Tony and Pepper raising Emily and Howard one. So, now I just need 2 more stories to post up, and a few more votes to decide.

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CHAPTER 11: Death Can Be Sweet

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DEREK POV

I woke up not on the rooftop of Avengers Mansion, but back in my room on the Helicarrier. The last thing I remember was looking through the Hulk's eyes at my/his girlfriend. We had both agreed that we would share her from now on. It may sound a little wrong, but considering we a pretty much the same person, I do not see anything wrong with it. But, if we were on the rooftop earlier and he had let me come back...

Did she see me naked?

"Wow Banner, naked on the first date. Aren't you a charmer?" I laugh at myself. She probably did see me, which I have almost every problem with. Girls aren't supposed to see guys naked on the first date, that is just weird. But, it was an accident, it wasn't intensional.

"Says you."Hulk has been speaking to me a lot more. This does include the occasional comment from inside of my head. Hearing voices in my head, I must be going insane. And from what he says, he meant for me to come out naked in front of Emily. Thanks a lot you Green Gorilla.

"Welcome." Maybe I should go find Emily, just to see if she was alright. Even though the date was a success, I kind of wanted to be alone with her, without anyone, or anything to disrupt us. Kind of like our own type of date. After all, it isn't exactly fair that Hulk got to go out on a date with her and I never got to. even though I never really asked her out...

"Pathetic." Yeah, I know it is. Hell, if you can get a date with her, then what is stopping me? I should just ask her. I sit up in my bed a small bit, and then realise I am still naked. Who took me into my room? Was it Emily? Or did they just send some guards to drop me off. I notice the soft and gentle way I was tucked in. Only Emily would do something that nice for me. Even though she was arrogant and cocky sometimes, she still had a sweet side. A sweet side she only showed to me.

"And me." Yes, and you. I climb out of my bed and go over to the dresser at the other end of the room, pulling out underwear, a t-shirt, and some sweatpants. After slipping them on, I go out the door and toawrds Emily's room so we can discuss some 'things'. Her room was only two hallways and seven doors away from my room, so when you think about it, it really is not that far away.

I stop in front of her door, room 363, and knock three times. There was no answer, so I knocked again. I knew she would be in her room, because it was much to late for her to be wondering around. Fury said we were only aloud to go to each others room if it was passed 9:00 PM. I know Emilly is not one for rules, but this is one she has been following for awhile. I would know I walk her to her room every night.

I put my ear up to her door to see if I can hear anything. At first there was no noise, nothing that would tell me that she was in there. Then, I could hear very shallow breathing. The kind of breathing you only hear if someone is terribly ill or had gotten shot in their lungs. She was the only one in that room. If she is breathing like that then she is dying.

I learned how to pick locks from my Grandfather General Ross. It was rather easy with a credit card, or air dry clay. But, I had neither, so I would just have to go with breaking the door down. Why would she even have her door locked in the first place? It just maked it harder to get to her.

Doing my best not to make to much noise, I broke the door down. Emily was on the ground, breath horrifingly slow, eyes closed, blood dripping out of the corner of her mouth. Rushing over to her, I quickly analize the situation. I have seen many cases like this in Africa, when people do not know how to take their medication. Overdosage is very life threatening unless you can find a way to stop it before it reaches the vital organs. Right now, the fastes way to stop this,

Is to make her throw up.

My finger should do the trick. If I stick my finger down her throat, it was cause a gag reflex and she will possibly throw up whatever had contaminated her body. I was willing to get puke all over my body to save her. That was doing something that almost every other guy in the world would never do. When I do this, everything comes up at me. I get away from her body just enough to where I would not get a mess all over me. Some got on my pants, but I really didn't care. There was not much that had came up, but I do notice a lot of blood, and a small black pill that was releasing what looked like some kind of toxin. Someone was trying to poison her? She wasn't eating or drinking anything, so she must have done this on purpose.

Her breathing does back to a more normal type of state after a few gasps for air. Her eyes open, although only a little, and stare at me.

"What the hell were you doing?" Hulk was mixed in with a little bit of my voice. I was angry that she had tried to kill herself, and sad because she might have been doing that because of me.

"Video... Parents... Shock... Deal.. Pill. I'm tired." Video, parents, shock, deal, and pill? The pill is on teh ground, and just a few feet away I can see a video that has been ripped open. Parents. Did that one woman send her that video and the pill? Was that her back up plan to kill Emily? Shock. Hmmmm. I'll have to put the tape back together, or at least recover some of the footage to understand.

I lay her gently on her bed, before pressing the emegency button on the wall. Soon enough there would be agents in the room, including the director. Emily was fast alseep now, looking much healthier than she had before. the pill was still on the floor, I would have to look at the chemicals in it later on. But, right now I think I was needed more here. Most likely they would take her to the hospital wing to be examined. she really does need me.

"Us." Us, she really does need us.

A/N:;: I hate cliffhangers as much as everyone else, so I decided to post up this chapter. I still will need answers on the questions from the previous chapter though, on question # 2 especially. REVIEW AGAIN!