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Tony was just pouring him and Steve Rogers some drinks when Dr. Banner burst into the penthouse. His eyes were a dangerous shade of green.
"Please tell me I heard you right. You did say Emily, right?" He probed.
"Woah. Calm down there, big guy. That couch is brand new. Cost me plenty too. I can't have you destroying the place." Tony stood protectively over his brand-new couch with his arms spread out. Even Steve reached for his shield. The assassins' hands eased towards their guns. Bruce rolled his eyes, closed them, took a few deep breaths, and reopened them.
"There. See? I'm fine. Just tell me what she said. I need to know! How was she? Is she in trouble? Where the hell is she? What did she say?!" At this point the doctor needed to pause for breath. Tony rolled his eyes. Banner was acting like a child who just found out he was getting a puppy.
"One question at a time, Doc. Sheesh!" The billionaire took his sweet time getting back to the bar and taking a sip of his drink. This lady must really mean something to Bruce, he thought. "Alright. In order, I didn't exactly get the chance to ask about her health. Yes, she's in trouble. She's in Venezuela. She said that their local cartel had taken over their town. They're harassing and killing the townspeople, and forcing them to grow their pot. That's all I know. Now I think it's you turn to fill US in. Who is this chick?"
All eyes turned to Bruce. He squirmed under the gaze of his friends. He'd purposely avoided speaking of his past and personal life. "Well…she's someone I grew up with. I thought she was dead." His eyes grew misty as he looked out the window. His friends waited expectantly. "She ran away a long time ago. We were very close. You see," turning around. "She's my sister."
There was silence. One could have heard a pin drop. Steve was the first to stir from the shock. "Sister? I thought you had no family, let alone any siblings." This was entirely too confusing.
"She's my little sister by 5 years. It was my job to take care of her. I failed. There was an accident. Poor Emily blamed herself, even though she was only seven. But our father did, too. So she ran away. That was fifteen years ago. I haven't heard from her since. I just assumed that she was dead after all these years. Venezuela, you say? But how?" Exhausted from the shock and trying to figure it all out, Dr. Banner collapsed on the couch. He just sat there, head in his hands. Natasha walked over to him and gently placed her hand between his shoulder blades.
"This must be so hard for you, Dr. Banner. Don't worry. We'll figure this out." She said soothingly. He started and looked at her hard.
"Hard? Figure out?" He bolted up. "This is the best thing that has ever happened to me! What's there to figure out? I need to go to her. She needs my help! I can't just leave her there. I thought she was dead for so long. I refuse to lose her again." With this, he started out the door. Suddenly he pulled back. He looked to his friends. I could use your help, you know. I want you all to meet her. And I might need your help saving her. Please?" He looked pleadingly to each of his fellow Avengers in turn. Tony and Natasha shrugged. Clint nodded. Steve approached Bruce and put out his hand.
"We're a team. We stick together. That includes family."
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