Avengers Imagines

Bruce Banner #4 part 2

"Empty." Wanda whispered.

"Desolate." I agreed.

"Do you think he is okay?" Wanda asked.

"He has seven PhD's... one of them is bound to come in useful eventually." I sighed, sitting down on the nearby bench.

SHIELD had invested the time and money to haul the jet out of water.

"Sorry I should have thought before I opened my mouth-" Wanda apologised.

"Don't worry. If Bruce needs saving he better hope it isn't me saving him. He wouldn't be to happy to see me if I find him." I said.

"It's been a month ______." Wanda whispered softly, sitting beside me.

"And each passing day hurts more than the last." I sighed, refusing to cry again for Bruce.

"It will get better I promise." she said, hugging me to her.

I could only hope.

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Bruce's POV

I looked at the crumpled, water damaged photograph of _______ for the seventh time that day.

Not a day goes by when I didn't think about her.

Her voice.

Her smile.

Her laugh.

They plagued my thoughts.

But not once did I wish for them to leave.

I begged them to stay.

I-

I was pulled out my thoughts at a familiar voice.

"We should at least try some of the local food before we head back home." 

My heart stopped.

It jumped.

It flipped.

It skipped several beats.

I rushed to the door of the small shack I was residing in.

Solitary.

It's the best for me.

"______?" I spoke when I opened the door.

The woman turned around to face me but it wasn't ______.

Her two friends gave me odd looks before turning and continuing on their way.

My mind truly was playing tricks.

"It won't harm to have a little look around, scope out the place. You'll feel better knowing this place is safe for Br-" the familiar Sokovian accent played out but it was halted when they rounded the corner.

"B-bruce?" came the angelic voice.

"______?" I asked, walking at a quick pace to reach her.

I didn't care about escaping.

I didn't care that it was best I was alone.

I didn't care that I had come here to escape myself.

She was here.

______ was standing right in fron-

A sharp pain seared through my left cheek.

My hand recoiled straight up to hold my cheek.

"How could you." she cried, her eyes flooding with tears.

"I-" I started.

"You left me. You broke all communication. You abandoned the team. You left. You-" she stopped herself, pacing in a small circle.

"I'm a danger to people. To you." I said, my hand falling to my side.

I deserved the slap.

"You didn't have to abandon everything. We could have worked through it all together. I could have hel-" she stopped again.

"______-" I started.

"You broke my heart Bruce." she whispered, tears streaming down her cheeks.

And that's what broke my shell further.

"Don't you dare do it Bruce! I know that look! Don't you dare turn away and into yourself. Don't push me out anymore than you already have!" she cried desperately.

I couldn't leave her again.

But I couldn't go back.

I needed some time.

I need to make sure I'm safe.

I can't put her in harms way again.

"I can't come home... at least not yet." I said, when greeted by a harsh gaze.

"If you think your a danger to me your wrong. I can protect myself Bruce." she said.

She knew me so well.

But she had grown so cold and so distant.

"I will come home... I promise." 

"Don't make promises you can't keep." she laughed dryly, almost sarcastically.

"I intend to keep this one. I will return home... I don't know how long it will take but I will come home to you... if you will wait for me that is?" I spoke, uncertainly.

"W-" Wanda started but stopped when _______ rushed forward and wrapped her arms tightly around me.

"Promise me you'll come home." she whispered.

"I promise with all my heart." I replied, kissing her forehead softly.

I will return home to you my love... eventually.

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(I really hope you like it! Sorry for the long wait in the request!

Love,

Phoebe xx)