The attack came out of nowhere, Darcy had been in the deli just down the street when it happened and been flung through a side window. Well, she hadn't been sure what she hit or went through until someone told her later because one minute she was hearing people shouting about a bomb down the street next minute she was being thrown through the air and the next minute she was waking up on the ground surrounded by people.

"Hey Lewis? Can you hear me?!" an agent called. She hearing was fuzzy but when the Agent reached for her arm the pain she was beginning to feel didn't matter. Looking up and seeing people around her, the hand holding her arm, she snapped.

She was kicking and scrambling to her feet before most people realised that she was even fully conscious.

"Whoa! Darcy? Darcy, it's alright." A familiar voice called. She saw Hawkeye amongst the people around her. "We need to back up, give her some space."

She was relieved when everyone listened, people started backing away from her and that was when she registered the pounding that was the pain in her head.

"Miss Lewis, you need medical attention, we want to relocate you to a more secure location." An agent said calmly. Someone stepped forward and she grabbed the nearest piece of debris to defend herself with.

"Back off, she's not completely lucid." Hawkeye said quickly. "We need familiar faces down here, unless you want to tranc her."

"We don't want to tranc her unless we have too, if she's bleeding internally any drugs could affect that until we know the damage." The medic told him. "If you've got anyone she might respond to close by that'd be better."

"Lewis is in bad shape, any chance of getting Dr Foster down here? Maybe Banner if he's up to it." Clint called over the coms.

'Banner's a no go, the Hulk is still with us.' Natasha's voice replied. 'Keep your eyes open, he's heading back to the tower.'

"Foster?" he asked.

'I relayed the message to Jarvis.' Tony spoke next.

"Alright, we've got someone on the way." Clint told the medic. "I'm going to try and get a bit closer, can you guys back right off?" He took a couple of steps backwards, making a show of putting his bow on his back and holding out his empty hands.

A roar behind them caused pandemonium. Suddenly Clint was the only thing between an injured and out of her mind Darcy Lewis and the Hulk.

"Hey Big Guy, I thought you were heading to the tower?" he called out. To his credit he only flinched a tiny bit when the Hulk snorted then roared at him. "You know who we are right?" The Hulk snorted slightly which Clint took as a yes. The Hulk took another step forward and Clint realised that he knew Darcy was hurt. "You're worried about Darcy?"

"Hurt." He grunted. "Scared."

"Yeah, she's really, really scared." He agreed. "We're waiting for Dr Foster and help."

"Bruce?" Clint whirled on his heel to stare at Darcy in surprise. She hadn't met the Hulk before, in her state he was surprised she even made the connection despite the fact that she did know that Banner and the Hulk were the same person.

"Not Banner." Hulk snorted. He looked straight at Darcy for a moment and anyone watching could only describe him as concerned when he spoke again. "Scared?" The Hulk had just hit the nail on the head, Banner.

"Hey Big Guy, Darcy here is hurt and you could be a really big help." The Hulk's gaze shifted to Clint as if he had forgotten he was even there. "She needs a doctor, Banner can help her. Let Banner back, he can help her." He saw Darcy move towards the Hulk out of the corner of his eye and blocked her path with his arm before he could think better of it. His arm made contact with her chest and in a heartbeat Darcy swung out at him with the piece of metal in her hands. She missed but took the opportunity to back right away from him. The Hulk didn't miss. Clint twisted to land on his thankfully padded knees as the Hulk brushed him away. "Hold fire, hold fire!" He ordered to the surrounding agents.

"What the hell happened to keeping your eyes open Barton?" Natasha's voice came from his left.

"We weren't exactly able to move her and you don't exactly say no to the Hulk Nat." he groaned, taking her hand and getting to his feet. "He's trying to protect her."

"From you?" she asked.

"I touched her and she reacted, he removed me from area." He explained, rubbing at his ribs. "I'm not sure that we can let Foster get close while the Hulk is here. Banner's out best shot."

"If she's not letting anyone touch her, someone explain that to me." Tony commented, landing next to them. Sure enough the three looked on as the Hulk seemed to carefully stroke some of Darcy's hair away from her face with his giant hand. "How is it that Big Green seems better with the girls than Bruce is?"

Darcy remembers looking at the Hulk for the first time. She remembers that the Hulk is Bruce. What she didn't expect was for him to still look so much like Bruce. He was big and green but that hair, that face…even the chest hair…he still looked like the Bruce she said hello to every day since she first trespassed into his lab. When he came closer she wasn't worried. When he moved her hair to look at the blood coming from her head she didn't leap away. Then she felt sick and dizzy all at once and she was falling.

The next day would have a ton of pictures of the Avengers, one of which was a clear shot of the Hulk cradling an injured unconscious woman in his arms looking like a lost child, another far more embarrassing one of him touching her face made it to the gossip columns.

When Bruce regained control of his own body, he became of Darcy in his arms and unconscious and destruction pretty much everywhere. He tried to think back to what had happened while he was the Hulk, it was easier to remember if he did it straight away.

"Thank God." Natasha murmured, darting forwards towards the pair. She paused close by when Bruce held up a hand.

"She doesn't like to be touched, I'll get her to the tower, it's the closest." He said curtly. "Once she's in medical they might have to sedate her to treat her. I'm not sure how bad she…I'm not sure what the trigger is."

"Right," The Black Widow nodded. "We're moving out, clear the way."