Epilogue
It had been exactly a year since Macey's funeral and Bruce was walking home towards Stark Tower, thinking of her when he saw her. Macey. But it wasn't her, it couldn't be her. She was gone. Somebody slammed into her, causing her to drop her bags of shopping, and Bruce, without thinking, rushed to help her.
"Thanks." She smiled as he picked up her bags.
"No problem. What's your name?"
"Casey." Bruce thought back to Macey's letter, how she had asked him to love again. And he took the plunge.
"Hi Casey. I'm Bruce. Need help carrying your shopping home? You got a lot of it."
"Thanks that would be nice."
By the time they got to her apartment he had asked her out to dinner and they had a date for Sunday night. Walking into the living room of Stark Tower in a sort of trance, he flopped down on the sofa next to Tony.
"Hey Bruce, where ya been?" Tony asked, all interested because Bruce was never late back.
"I gotta date."
The shock on Tony's face was soon replaced with sheer joy.
"Yay! Oh my god! Where is everyone?! First I got married, then Clint and Natasha! Now your one step closer to getting married!"
Bruce sighed , the others came running in, thinking that someone was being murdered.
"What's going on?" Natasha had guns at the ready, but, seeing that nobody was attacking them put them down.
"Bruce has got a date!" Tony was practically singing.
"Really?" Natasha slapped Clint upside the head and said,
"That's great Bruce. I have some news too." Everyone looked at her in interest. "I'm pregnant." She said it just as Pepper came in the room waving a blue test strip. They looked at each other in amazement. Then they laughed and hugged each other.
"Well I guess now is the moment to mention I'm bringing Jessica round to meet you all." Steve said going shy.
"We're finally gonna get to meet wonder girl?" Tony asked in mock shock. Then his face lit up.
"Bruce's new girlfriend could come round then too! What day Bruce?"
"Sunday-" Before he could finish his phone rang. It was Casey. He picked up and asked if she minded meeting his crazy apartment mates.
"Are you kidding? That would be great!"
So it was arranged.
Miracles happen in the strangest places and in the strangest of ways. The miracles aren't often big things, they're the little things in life. The passing conversations of strangers. The sudden desire of a smoker to quit smoking. The storm clouds passing on and the sun brightening up the sky. A mother's ability to sense when her child is up to something or in danger. The courage of a random young woman in the face of a threat. So you see the miracles are all around us. But perhaps the most overlooked miracle is the miracle of life. Or maybe it is the miracle of how no matter what happens mankind continues. Throughout plagues and droughts, grief and fear. Their resilience, their will to survive. But thinking on it perhaps it is the miracle of love most overlooked in this world. A parents love for their child. Love between the unlikeliest of people. Love at first sight.