At Avengers HQ, Natasha, Bruce and the Avengers who were left stood in the room. There was silence.
Nobody knew what to say. What they could say. Bruce glanced over at Natasha. Their eyes met. They quickly looked away.
Slowly his gaze wandered back to her. Bruce was deep in thought. All he wanted was for everything to be over. He was tired of losing. He was tired of fighting. He was tired of feeling hopeless.
It showed through his facial expression.
Natasha too was tired to think. To upset to feel. She was numb. She searched for an ounce of hope. And gave up. Her gaze went back to Bruce.
The two hopeless souls gazed into each other's eyes.
"We need ideas", Steve stated.
Banner glared at him, "Captain Obvious"
Natasha smiled weakly and let out a soft laugh.
Steve glared. "While you're here cracking jokes and having performance issues, we have a bigger issue at hand."
The two stared at each other. "Bruce, our only chance of fighting Thanos is to have the big guy. He's the only one with the power. We need everything we got"
Bruce looked down. "I know" He looked up, looking both hurt and angry. "I need a walk"
He walked out.
Natasha glared at Steve, who shrugged. She walked out after him.
He stopped but didn't turn around. Natasha walked up to him. "Bruce"
She put a hand on his shoulder. He turned around. They stood. Close together, eyes locked.
"We need you"
"I need the big guy", she whispered into his ear.
Banner began to transform.
"There's my boy" she smiled.
"First, let's save the world."
"Then, you're mine"