Between Tony and Steve they managed to drag Thor out of the building, after a few wrong turns they found the door and reconvened with Pepper.
She was so stressed she'd been pacing; the relief flooded over her as she watched the door swing open and Tony appear.
"W-where are the others?" she asked when it became apparent not all of the team where here
"Clint's still trying to find Nat" Tony told her, avoiding his gaze from Pepper, who was still covered in Natasha's blood
"What about Bruce?" she asked, she was visibly shaking. She wasn't used to this; sure, she knew her friends often faced dangerous, life or death situations, went up against horrible, vicious people, but she wasn't used to being in the middle of it, and what was worse was that she felt useless; standing by, unable to help.
"He was right... He was here!" Tony answered, confused. Searching behind him for his missing friend.
An echoing roar sounded from the building and their questions were answered; he'd lost his hold on the Hulk.
"Right, Pepper. You stay here with Thor, we're going to go back and give Clint a hand and try and calm down Bruce okay?"
She nodded her agreement and watched as Iron Man and Captain America rushed back into the building to help their friends.
Looking down at Thor; he was in and out of consciousness, desperately fighting the drugs in his system that weighed him down. How on earth this guy had developed something to drug the Asgardian was beyond her... There was something strange about this whole thing...
"Any luck Clint?" Steve's voice came down the com
"Nothing yet. I've got my bow, but not my quiver; I only have one arrow, but I have an idea"
"We're on our way, but we have another problem"
"I heard, the other guy is here. Listen, I want this one; it's personal. Keep him away until I'm done with Gavrok"
"Clint-"
"Not now Steve, you can lecture me on carelessness and teamwork later"
"All I was going to say was; 'go get him. I hope you make him pay!'"
"Oh trust me. I will"
Clint had reached the door he'd broken down earlier and slowly entered, bow drawn. He was extra alert; the pulsating of his blood was louder than the chatter between Tony and Steve. Nothing could distract him now, he was sure this door would lead him to Gavrok, and that would lead him to Nat...