Bruce Stood Up On Shaky Legs, Leaning Against The Wall For Support. He Frowned At Andie, Studying Her

Bruce stood up on shaky legs, leaning against the wall for support. He frowned at Andie, studying her face as she spoke, still too separate from himself to process her words. He stumbled forward a couple of steps towards her.

"What did you say to him?" he said, quietly. "You said..." Bruce rubbed at his temples, then shook his head. "Why would you say that?"

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

Bruce dropped his hands from hers and stepped away from her. "I've killed so many people, Andie. I don't want you to be a part of that. And you... this isn't a curse. You have a blessing. You're so... You're so special." He reached up and touched her jaw lightly, stroking his thumb over her cheek. "Don't be afraid of yourself. I've seen... I've seen what happens when you lose your temper, and you've seen what happens when I lose mine. We probably shouldn't..."

Bruce looked away, then looked back at her. "Well. I mean, we have right now. It doesn't have to... You know?"

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

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[[In a related story, the Mun has decided her gif fc for herself is Holland Roden. Because Holland Roden is perfect. The end.]]

Bruce threaded his hands through Andie's hair absently. "I wish we could. I do." Bruce shut his eyes. "I'll always love you. But, you have to go to the school, and I... I might stay here. I might leave again, I don't know. But... it's for the best. We know it's for the best. Right?"

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

Hulk frowned. "Banner angry. Banner upset. Hulk here to protect Banner from Angry Lady. Why Hulk let Angry Lady back in?" Hulk pressed his knuckles closer to the floor, letting his hands flatten out. He moved his hands so he could press his palms flat against the floor.

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

Four months. That was how long it had been since she'd last seen Bruce and it was driving her crazy. Two months prior she had gone to see Hank, thinking she had caught the stomach flu that had been going around. It turned out that that wasn't the case. She was pregnant. She honestly hadn't known what to do, Bruce had already left for a calmer place and she didn't have a reliable way to reach him. Finally, two months later, she was able to get a text through. [text] I need to talk to you asap.

Bruce frowned down at his phone. The woman talking frantically next to him quieted, and he stood. He assured the woman, in Bengali, that all was okay, and he would be right back. He left the woman and his patient and ducked outside, tapping out a reply.

[text] Okay, what's up? Unless you'd prefer I called?