A/N: sorry for such the long wait, everyday off I get they drag me back to work. This week I work 37 hours. I am current working on two other projects. On called The Flock and the other The Devil's Child. The devil's child will be for fan fiction the other is a project for a comic book/art project.

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Bruce

I had to take several deep breaths. I felt tears well up behind my eyes. I did my best to blink them back. I felt as if everything I was, was shattering.

"What happened to you?" I scared myself with the anger that wrapped around my voice. Misty flinched but quickly recovered. I gripped her arms right under the shoulders holding them firmly, "Who. DID. This to you." I snarled. My heart race sped up and my grip tighten, she let out a whimper trying to pry me off. I heard gasps behind me and weapons load. I needed to calm down. I need to get out of here.

"I fell," she choked out, she struggled against my grip then went still. Everything in my body told me to run, to get away from her. She was dangerous, but I didn't let go. A pulsing energy started surrounding her, surrounding us. She turn to look at me then cried in pain, I caught her before she collapsed the energy slowly fading.

"What did you fall from? Eight flights of stairs and out a forty story window?" She laughed but it turned into a painful groan.

"Close," she whispered, "I helped her into a stand position, mostly leaning on me, "I fell off a cliff."

"How is that close?" I heard Clint speak up but ignored him. I looked down at her beaten faced. Every inch of her body was either covered with a scratch or a bruise. Her skin was not a flawless ivory like it had been before, it was purple, blue, and yellow from the bruises that slept on her skin.

"No, there was a bed of rocks at the bottom, I fell into the water and was washed into the rocks. At least my arm is no longer broken," she tried a smile but it fell too soon. My heart was breaking. I barely knew her, yet she had my heart in the palm of her hands. I felt more love towards this mysterious girl the I had towards Betty.

I stared into her eyes. Her left eye was swollen and almost shut completely while the other had a scratch starting from right eyebrow and ended at the base of her nose. A couple of shield agents walked up behind her gently pulling her away.

"What are you doing?" I snarled at them, the looked taken back stepped away.

"She's injured and she needs sleep to recover," a female with mid-length blond hair addressed me. She grabbed her arm leading Misty away from me.

"I'm going with her," I softly placed my arm around her waist. The male beside her started to protest but she cut him off, "It's fine,"

We walked into the Medical bay on the ship and lead her to a bed. Slowly the hooked her up to all types of machines.

I watched her sleep, I watched her chest rise and fall. It was all I could do. I knew nothing of this women. I had no idea how to save her. I heard a rustling beside me and I looked down. A ball of white fur mewed at me. I scooped up Frosty and held her in my arms.

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Misty

I woke up in the middle of the night startled. I looked to my left and I saw Bruce sleeping in the chair with Frosty sleeping on his chest.

I cared so much for this man, but I had to leave. If I had known he would be on this team I would have never joined. I was putting him in danger, I was putting everyone in danger. I sat up slowly taking the tubes and wires off of me. I turned off the machines and silent padded over to were Bruce was sleeping.

I kissed him on the cheek, "You have so much ignorance toward the world. It is best to leave it at that."

Frosty, raised her head at me. "Take care of him," she started to purr. "You've been their longer than anyone, you know all my secrets, you know all my tricks. And you know how much I love him. Don't let him get hurt."

I walked towards the door, hearing a soft meow I turned and looked at her. "I love you too, Mom,"