Claire's pov

Nat sighs with an apologetic smile before handcuffing my arms together. "If you cuff her up here, how is she to get down?" Banner questions, confusion written across his features.

"I'll jump. Dont worry I wont run. I'll wait at the bottom for ya." I smile sadly and turn running and jumping off the porch landing in a tucked roll until I stop moving. I sit then stand and walk over to the tree trunk to wait for Nat and Banner. They come down and though Nat didn't mind my stunt, I caught Banner glancing me over for any wounds...he is a doctor after all.

We walk to the jet and climb in. Nat starts up the engines and takes off sending me out of my seat and tumbling across the floor with a very undignifi ed squeal. "Are you alright?" banner asks coming to my side and looking me over again. "Yeah, just wanted to give the floor a little lovin." I mumbled sitting up and trying to fix my positioning even though I still am cuffed.

Banner chuckled and moved to hover over me before I'm suddenly lifted from the ground and set In a seat. I watch In shock as banner buckles me to the seat to prevent a second Interaction with the floor. "There, now you won't feel like loving on the floor for a bit." he smiled kindly making me smile back. "Thanks!" he chuckles and sits across from me before nat comes back to check on us.

"Hey, what was that commotion before?" nat asked eyeing me suspiciously. "How many times have you escorted someone In cuffs on one of these things?" I ask with a slight glare. "Plenty, why?" she responded sitting next to me a few seats away. "Because due to your neglect towards me, the floor got a nice booty scootin." I explain not dropping my glare. She chuckles and does a small fist pump before responding.

"Good, that's payback for going off grid without so much as a good bye. Do you have any Idea how worried I was about you?" she spoke evenly and kept a playful smile on her lips but her eyes deceived her. Her eyes showed genuine concern. "I know...i'm sorry nat. I didn't...i didn't want anyone hurt." I mumbled.

Suddenly a jerk to the plane threw us around and sent nat to the floor. The jet steadied and banner and i steadied ourselves but nat remained on the ground. Banner moved to nat's side and moved her to reveal blood lining down her head. "Um...this isn't good." banner mumbled. I looked her over and sighed.

"Vi, analize her injuries. Find the key to the cuffs while you're at it." i spoke aloud earning a weird look from banner. "What?" he asked confused. I shushed him and vi spoke. "Slight concussion. Key in front left pocket." i nodded and moved over to her and grabbed the key uncuffing my hands. "She has a slight concussion." i moved and ripped off the lower part of my tank top revealing my stomach and surprising Banner.

I put the torn clo0th around her head covering the bleeding area and tied it in the back. "You're stronger than me, can you put her in a seat and buckle her in?" i ask aloud. Banner nodded and did as asked. I walked to the front of the jet and put on the head comms.

"Can anybody hear me?" i asked into the microphone. Static was heard until a voice came through my ears. "Who is this and why are you on romanovs channel?" i know that voice. Its Alex Kidiom. He was a trainee a few years back. "She fell unconscious due to unpredicted turbulence. Tell me the coordinates the jet was going to." i demand lowering my voice sharply to give him intimidation.

I used to do that to him when i caught him miss behaving. "I won't ask again. Who is this?" Kidiom asks. I sigh and smile. "Good boy following prodigal, it's renee blanco, i got a jet of a nappin nat and a confused Dr. Banner so i suggest telling me the cords i need so i can fly this thing to where we are supposed to go." i chuckle at his gasp as he heard my name.

"Right, sorry miss blanco." he speaks more nervously than before and gives me the information i needed. I looked at the cords of the jet and saw we were almost there. Looking back to Banner i mute my mic to talk to him. "Sit and buckle, we are almost there." he does as told but he gives me a look.

"how do you know how to do all of this?" i sit in the pilot's seat and buckle up eyeing the cords. "I grew up flying military aircraft thanks to my uncle and worked a bit for shield so i know how to handle these things." i explain. He nods and i began our descent to the base below.