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"She was the only one with major injuries, everyone else was relatively lucky." I heard Jemma's voice. I couldn't open my eyes as they felt like sandbags were weighing them down.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

"Her body is in shock, the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet, an number of reasons," Jemma's voice said and I felt the inside of my mouth. Ugh, cotton. Had I been drinking again?

"She's frowning," I heard my Dad say and someone took my hand, "Squeeze for me Sera."

"Don't… wanna." I managed to wheeze out. Why did my throat feel like it was on fire?

"I didn't say talk silly," Jean laughed.

"Are you ready to open your eyes Sleeping Beauty?"

"That's… Steve." I said as best as I could.

"You take a nap for 70 years and you never live it down," I heard him joke from beside me.

"Did we-"

"Yes, stop talking." Jemma said sternly. Taking a deep breath, I coughed.

"I cannot believe you tried to take on that Inhuman by yourself," Dad said, sounding like he was scolding me.

"Well she did taunt him first." Pietro chuckled.

"How?"

"She said she's taken on guys twice his size." He explained.

"I never said… I won." I coughed.

"Stop talking," I heard several people say. Opening my eyes slowly, I saw quite a few people in the tiny room.

"Um," I asked, motioning for a pad of paper. Jean handed me a white board and marker, while Logan chuckled, "Someone's heard our prayers. She's finally shut up!"

Flipping him the bird, I wrote down something for Bucky and Steve, who were beside the bed, looking beat.

"Go shower. You both stink." Bucky read, making everyone laugh.

"You got shot in the thigh Sera."

No duh, I wrote and showed the room.

"You were smart to cut off blood supply, as it nicked the femoral artery."

Knew it, I smiled.

"You are very lucky to have lived, as you could have bled out very quickly." Jemma said, and I nodded.

So when can I talk again? I wrote.

"Your larynx is bruised and should feel better in a couple of days."

The twins? I asked the boys via the board.

"Fine. They have been asking for you since we got back." Bucky smiled.

"We stayed to oversee the government's clean up while Simmons had you flown to the nearest Trauma center." Dad explained, "And they released you to our care after we explained our credentials and that Dr. Cho would be coming with the Cradle."

I need to thank Bruce for getting me to her so quickly. Is she here yet? I asked confused as to why there was a throbbing pain in my leg still.

"She's almost here. You'll have time for that later. We should get you prepped," Jemma said as she started shooing people out.

"We'll be outside the room the whole time," Steve said, kissing my forehead. I smiled at them and wrote, You both should shower.

"Yeah yeah, I got it, we stink!" Bucky said throwing his hands up and leaving the room, with Steve laughing behind him.

Jemma and Jean worked quickly to unhook me from the monitors and removing the bandages from my neck and thigh.

I heard a Quinjet, I wrote and Jean chuckled.

"Should we call you Audio?" She joked, and I frowned.

You already have a student with that nickname.

They wheeled my bed to a larger room, and I saw Dr. Cho's assistant wheeling the Cradle in. I sat up, watching in fascination, but Jemma pushed me back down.

"Ms. Stark, pleasure to meet you, though I wish it wasn't under these circumstances," she said nodding at me. I quickly took the board and wrote, Can you fix my throat too?

"The Cradle will help repair any damaged tissue, so yes. I can fix your bruised Larynx." She said, making me smile. I was lowered into the Cradle and the lid was placed overtop. I was feeling claustrophobic but closed my eyes and imagined myself lying on a beach.


I was not done by any stretch of the imagination as the Cradle was still working on my leg after 20 minutes inside. Jemma played some of my music to relax me and I was very thankful. After an hour on my leg and 30 minutes on my throat, Dr. Cho did one final scan and declared me fit. She even offered to heal the scar on my right side, but I declined.

"I wear it as a reminder."

"You might not want that, but I do. I miss my bikini," Natasha joked, hopping in for a quick 20-minute treatment. I had left before hers was finished, as I was told to test out my leg.

"It's holding up just fine," I said to Jemma as I walked up the stairs.

"Still be careful," She said as she dropped me off at my apartment.

"Of course," I smiled as I opened the door. Steve and Bucky were passed out on the bed, freshly showered as the kids played on the floor.

"Bye Jemma," I said quietly as she left. I grabbed the twins and brought them to the nursery to play with their toys. It was about 30 minutes later when they woke up in the other room and started panicking because the kids were nowhere to be found.

"Sera's gonna kill us," Bucky said as I heard them tearing the room apart.

"In here!" I called as I put down my book. They came skidding through the door and sighed.

"Sorry Angel," Steve said, before taking a look at my leg.

"I can feel the difference," He pouted, rubbing the place the wound once was.

"I'm okay with being made out of generate tissue if it means I can still ride and dance and walk normally. Plus, I had preemptive plans for dinner for the next week, but not for the following."

"You said the team had to pull their weight, so let them make dinners again." Bucky said, before kissing me softly.

"Sera!" I heard from the other room. I got up as Bucky and Steve protested and walked out to see Hope and Scott with their bags.

"Thank you so much for your help. Go back to your lives," I chuckled, hugging Hope and moving to hug Scott as well.

"I'll be telling Dad about this," She said, giving me the eye and I pouted.

"Do you have to? His heart isn't great after he was shot you know?" I teased.

"It's better it comes from me and not blabbermouth," She said motioning to Scott, as he looked confused.

"Blabbermouth?" He said to himself.

"Well, come visit soon," I said as Hope went to go say goodbye to the twins.

"Uh, Sera," Steve said as I followed them out of the room.

"Yes my love?" I asked.

"May is flying them back to California, after she takes the SHIELD agents back to the Playground. Now that Hydra is dealt with, Phil thinks they need to start Inhuman training and dealing with other crisis's primarily." Steve said and my eye twitched. I took off running down past Scott and Hope and toward the hangar.

"Oi, Phillip," I said as I approached the group.

"Oh boy," Daisy smirked as I got up in Phil's face.

"You were going to leave without so much as a goodbye? And since when are you taking back part of our team?"

"They are still honorary Avengers, but they were SHIELD agents first." He shrugged and my face fell into a scowl.

"You still could have given some warning."

"I was just starting to reorganize my lab. Personalize it too," Simmons sighed.

"Darcy?" I asked, and she raised her hand.

"As much as I love Jane and the big guy, I need to be with Fitz."

"God, I won't be able to handle the testosterone," I grumbled, moving to hug each of them goodbye. I thanked them all, and gave Phil a big hug. He wasn't shocked, but hugged me back with equal strength. I watched as Scott and Hope walked up the ramp and I gave a small wave goodbye.

"I was right about you, you know. You surprised the rest of SHIELD, but I knew you had something more." He said as everyone loaded onto Zephyr One.

"Thank you for believing in me," I smiled.

"Always," He said, backing up. I went to stand back by the hangar doors, and watched as the aircraft lifted into the sky.

"They'll be back you know," I heard Loki say and I turned around to hug him tightly.

"Thank you, for saving my life." I smiled as I released him. He nodded, quite confused by my show of emotion, "You're welcome. And I'm sorry I killed him."

"You don't have to be. If you hadn't I'm sure that the only person that would be able to fight one on one with him would be the Hulk. Speaking of which, have you seen Bruce?"

"Dr. Banner was seen speaking with Agent Romanoff not two minutes ago in the hallway," He said pointing. I smiled, taking his hand and leading him down the hallway.

"Where are we going?" He asked.

"Team meeting," I said, when in reality I wanted the team to sit down and tell the group their feelings about Loki. Therapy was always my strong suit.


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