For the Taylor Swift Challenge (HPFC)
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The Avengers all think that the woman that enters Stark's house thirty minutes after their arrival is probably Stark's lover, or a random girl he knows from a fling. They all regard her with cool, yet curious stares. None of the Avengers have stepped foot in the kitchen yet, so the owner of the house was still lying motionlessly on the cold tiles, with anxious AI's whirring around him.
"J.A.R.V.I.S." The woman spoke, clutching her bag slightly tighter as she entered the house. "Where's Mr. Stark?"
"Miss Swift." J.A.R.V.I.S. greeted, his voice full of relief. "Sir is unconscious in the kitchen." Bruce frowned upon hearing this, concern for his former friend flashing through his brown eyes. The woman's lips turned down in a frown, as she quickly made her way through the house, her black heels clacking loudly against the tiles. The Avengers follow her like ducklings trailing after their mother.
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A worried sound escaped Steve's throat as he saw the unconscious billionaire.
The woman that the team had followed didn't spare any of the teammates a glance, rushing over to Stark's side immediately.
"How long has he been unconscious?" The woman spoke out loud, as she checked the unconscious man's pulse, frowning when the pulse was weak.
"Miss Swift, Sir has been unconscious for thirty-two minutes. He collapsed after finishing a phone call with Agent Coulson and Director Fury. He collapsed on his stomach and as Dummy had been taught, he turned Sir onto his back and tried to revive him with chest compressions."
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As the woman worked, the Avengers gathered around in a corner of the kitchen.
Steve's concerned, but at the same time, he's trying to ignore the tugging on his heartstrings as he sees a foreign woman prodding at the unconscious man's body.
Bruce is flat out concerned, but holds himself back, recognizing the woman as an actual doctor who is clearly trusted by J.A.R.V.I.S., as well as the other AIs, which had backed away obediently as the woman approached.
Clint wanted out. He didn't want to be housed in the same house that held the cocky billionaire. Clint knew that there was more to the story from the event years ago that had severed the two's friendship, but he never approached Stark and never wanted to.
Natasha was curious, behind her blank mask. She had this feeling - this unexplainable feeling that was calling out, trying to force her body to rush over to the billionaire, to the former friend, but she held herself back. She knew that there was something definitely wrong with the man.
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Little did they know, the man would only have a few months left, before all would be lost.