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Chapter 23: The Push

Helicarrier Bridge

Wade, Tony, Cap, Hank, Janet, Fury, and Hill were at the bridge with the former 3 sitting and the rest standing as Natasha and Bobbi were at Barton's cell.

Fury: <holding some cards> there were in Phil Coulson's jacket. I guess he never did get you to sign them. <tossed them on the table>

Steve grabs one that was him in his first ever costume but it had a little bit of blood.

Fury: we're dead in the air up here. Our communications, the location of the Cube, Banner, Thor... I got nothing for you. I lost my one good eye. Maybe I had that coming. Yes, we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract. I never put all my chips on that number, though, because I was playing something even riskier. There was an idea, the Starks know this, called the Avengers Initiative. The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people, to see if they could become something more. To see if they could work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles that we never could. Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea. In heroes.

Tony stood up as he walked out without saying a word, Wade stayed seated.

Fury; well, it's an old-fashioned notion.

Elsewhere

Thor was on a medium high grass field as he walked to Mjolnir as he extended his hand a bit but his hammer didn't recall as he clenched his fist a bit before looking ahead.

Warehouse

Security Guard: you fell out of the sky.

Bruce woke up amid some rubble as an old security guard was just looking at him keeping his distance on top of the rubble as Bruce sat up.

Bruce: <groans> did I hurt anybody?

Security Guard; there's nobody around here to get hurt. You did scare the hell out of some pigeons, though.

Bruce: lucky.

Security Guard: or just good aim. You were awake when you fell.

Bruce: you saw?

Security Guard: the whole thing. Right through the ceiling. Big and green and buck-ass nude. Here. <throws him a shirt and pants>

Bruce: <starts putting them on>

Security Guard: didn't think those would fit you until you shrunk down to a regular-size feller.

Bruce: thank you.

Security Guard: are you an alien?

Bruce: what?

Security Guard: from outer space, an alien.

Bruce: no.

Security Guard; well, then, son, you've got a condition.

Bruce: <nods>

Helicarrier

Barton was strapped to a bed as he shook his head as if he was trying to get the remaining of Loki's mind control out of his mind as Natasha and Bobbi were sitting on chairs next to his bed.

Nat; Clint. You're going to be all right.

Clint: you know that? <chuckles> is that what you know? I've got no window. I have to flush him out.

Nat: you got to level out. It's gonna take time.

Clint: you don't understand. Have you ever had someone take your brain and play? Pull you out and stuff something else in? Do you n ow what it's like to be unmade?