Avengers Earth's Mightiest Heroes.
She'd never been healthy. She'd never be healthy. That didn't mean she didn't help the people around her.
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As she settled back into the couch, Georgie began to meditate, focusing in on Hawkeye. Simply because she knew him the best. That's the only reason.
She found them down at the harbour battling the current villain of the week.
Well, this can only end well.
She watched until someone needed help. Surprisingly, both Clint and Iron Man were cornered by a giant storage container coming their way. I mean, really guys, you're better than death by shipping container.
She focused on protecting them in that moment. All they saw was the container coming to a stop not five feet from them in the air. Then it dropped. They looked around, no-one could have done that. They shrugged it off and went to help Wasp.
Good. It seems we'll all live to see another day. Me, not so many.
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JARVIS noted the exact time when the girl on the couch passed out, seemingly from nothing. He contacted Iron Man.
"Sir, Guinevere has passed out on the couch. She was meditating beforehand. Her breathing has also gotten very strained."
"Shit. Thanks, JARVIS." Iron Man shouted to the rest of the team, "Guys! We gotta wrap this up!"
Wasp flew up to him. "Why is everything okay?"
"Our guest's health has gotten worse."
Clint overheard and swore.
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Cap and Wasp went to take the bad guy up to 42 as the rest of the team rushed home.
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"JARVIS! Where is she!" The worry was evident in Clint's voice.
"She has not moved from the couch you left her on."
They rush to her, and find her on the couch, pale and feverish. Clint got to her first, and gently shook her awake.
"Guinevere, what did you do?"
She smiled weakly up at him. "Lef' tha' name back long time ago, m'name's Georgie."
"Okay, then, Georgie. What did you do?"
"You saved me, now I save you. That's how it works."
Iron Man walks up to them. "Sorry, that's not how it works. Big brothers always save the little sisters. That's how it works."
"Not so little anymore, huh, Francis?"
Clint laughed. "You remember that stupid name?"
"Had to hold onto somethin'."
That statement sure sobered everyone up. By unspoken agreement, Clint picked her up and carried her back to the infirmary while everyone followed.
"You could have held onto something else, Gwen."
"What? The trapeze?"
"Be better than dying."
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Over the next few days, Clint hardly left her side. Panther and Tony worked JARVIS into the ground trying to discover a cure. Even lying there, hardly able to move at this point, she kept saving their asses when they got into trouble.
On the good days, she walked about with help from Clint, maybe floated in the pool.
On the bad days, she's hooked up to so many monitors you can hardly see her skin. She'll be hacking up blood and still be saving people.
The team got really attached to her, even Hulk. She made all of them smile and one time made everyone eat shawarma. Cap still doesn't want to know what was in that thing.
Everything was just going downhill for the team. Nobody really talked anymore unless she made them.
That is, until Thor came back from Asgard. Then everything changed.
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A/N: DUH DUH DUUUUUH. Well, that was fun. Yay. I so mean. ;)
Francis is actually Clint's middle name.
I don't own Avengers: EMH.