Chapter Five- The beginning of the end
Macey POV
When I woke up I was in a dark room that definitely had to be underground. The damp smell told me that much. I sat up and rubbed my head. Ow. I most definitely hit my head on something hard.
"Oh good, you're awake." Oh yay Loki was here. Let the fun begin. I stood up. Or rather tried to stand up, he kicked me in the stomach and I was knocked off of my feet into the wall.
"Have you heard of stoning?" Ah crap. That sure sounded painful.
"Yeah." He threw stone after stone at me. My head, my legs, my arms. By the time he left I was covered in blood and my only thought was, Hurry up guys.
Bruce POV
Getting there and discovering nothing was bad. But getting back to the Tower and finding nothing was worse. Macey was gone. It had been a trick. I should have been there to protect her. I was so close to hulking out, that Tony had to hurry to tell me he had a plan.
Macey POV
He stepped into the room just as the commotion started above us. He ignored it, clearly thinking it was no problem.
"Do you still think they'll come and rescue you. They don't know where you are let alone how to save you." He taunted. Then came a familiar roar and I smirked. I pulled out a small tracking chip from my cleavage .
"Yep. I sure do." Then the wall on our left was smashed in and one very angry Hulk burst through. He picked Loki up and threw him through the gap in the wall. Then he turned towards me and suddenly it was Bruce standing there holding his pants up. Wow. He has a really nice chest…
"Oh my god! What the hell did he do to you?" He asked as he rushed towards me.
"Apparently it's called stoning…. Bruce has anyone ever told you that you have an extremely nice chest?" He laughed slightly and shook his head.
"Well then, now you have."
Narrative POV
Macey didn't like hospitals. She never had. They always had bad news. And she knew deep down, that this time the news would be terrible. So she begged them not to make her go there. Just to take her back to the Tower and rest. And they listened.
That last week was probably the most painful week for all of them. Watching Macey as her organs began to shut down. Watching Bruce slowly dying with her. And Tony blamed the only person he could think of.
"You son of bitch!" He yelled as he stalked up to Loki's cage, opened it and punched him in the face. "I hope you know that Bruce is super pissed off with for taking his girl!"
It took the rest of the Avengers and Pepper to drag him out of there and leave Loki alive.
"Get Bruce!" Natasha shouted down the hallway. Bruce came running to Macey's side.
"I love you." She whispered.
"And I love you too." Bruce whispered, choking back tears.