"Oh my gosh." Wanda gasped and brought a hand to her mouth.
"Is it even possible for a Midgardian to survive a fall that high?" Thor asked.
"It shouldn't be." Bruce said.
Stephen ran through the hospital hallway with a stretcher next to him.
"Christine!" He screamed.
"Are you kidding me?" She rolled her eyes and turned to him, her annoyed expression changing to one of dread. "Oh my god."
"How many times do you call her for medical help?" Rhodey asked.
"Not a lot..." Stephen shrugged. "I've only done it once... or twice..."
"Only once or twice?" Christine said incredulously. "Try every week."
"Well, what do you expect me to do?" Stephen asked.
"I dont know, but you can't come to me all the time. I'm going to get fired!" Christine said.
"Fine. Fine. Next time I get hurt I'll just die." Stephen said sarcastically.
"Drama queen!" Christine rolled her eyes. "Isn't there some sort of healing technique or something?"
"The healing spell is only theoretical." Wong said. "It's untested and therefore dangerous."
"Seriously? You guys can teleport and fly, but you can't heal yourselves?" Wanda asked.
"That's pathetic." Loki rolled his eyes. "I can think of twelve different healing spells off the top of my head."
"How would you know that?" Wong asked.
"Midguardians have only scratched the surface of the different possibilities for magical properties." Loki smirked. "I have a couple Asguardian textbooks that I might be willing to lend to your school."
"Great!" Wong said.
"No, Wong, not great. There's always secret motive with him." Stephen sighed. "What do you want, Loki?"
"How about a few days to study the Time Stone?" Loki suggested.
"No!" Clint shouted. "You can't possibly consider giving him even two seconds with an Infinity Stone. Not unless you want another attack on New York."
"Watch how you speak." Thor warned.
"Legolas, we've been over this. Reindeer Games wasn't completely at fault for New York." Tony said.
"I dont care. I still hate you." Clint growled.
"The feelings mutual, bird boy." Loki smirked.
"I'd like to see how calm you are when I turn you into a pincushion of arrows." Clint snapped.
"Ooh, a threat. How fun!" Loki smirked and leaned back in his seat casually. "Tell me, how would your wife and kids feel about that?"
Clint jumped up in his seat and tried to lunge forward, only to be held back by Natasha.
"Stop aggravating him, Loki." Thor sighed.
"Who, me?" Loki asked innocently. "All I did was ask a simple question."
"How about this?" Shuri said. "We finish this movie, and then you two can do your useless fighting as much as you want."
"No fibrillation..." Stephen shouted as nurses wheeled her into the operating room; Christine following closely.
"It's neurogenic?" Christine asked.
"Yes." Stephen gasped.
In the operating room Stephen put on surgeon gloves and picked up a scalpel. He was about to perform surgery, but he looked at his trembling hands and shook his head.
"Nick?" Stephen held out the scalpel. Nick looked surprised but walked over to him. "We need to relieve the pressure on her brain."
