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Pissed that she'd been set back Katherine all but quit the team the moment Dr Thompson, the Avenger's personal doctor, told her she was benching her. Doing as the good doctor said she'd pushed her physical therapy to see what her limits were and in doing so she'd strained the still healing muscles to the point they'd weakened and she'd nearly hurt herself lifting a weight that her fragile body otherwise wouldn't be able to hold up if it wasn't for the vibranium arm. Dr Thompson told Kat that she never should have been cleared for active duty this soon. That while she healed quickly from her last surgery this was her body's way of telling her to slow down. Seated at her desk Dr Thompson kept her eyes on her computer as she types away, the older woman states in a monotone, "I'm pulling you from active duty for at least six months or until your muscle mass increases by sixty percent to be able to support the prosthesis."

Staring at her incredulously Katherine tried really hard to rein in her rising temper. It wouldn't do for her to go off and lose her position all together, but this woman was making it incredibly hard. Taking a deep breath Kat let it out slowly and tried to make her see that this wasn't her fault. "You're kidding right? I just joined the team three weeks ago and you're already benching me.. I haven't even been in the field yet because you insisted I do double the PT to prove I was field ready."

Finally glancing up from her tablet Dr Thompson gave Katherine a condescending expression as she crossed her legs. "Agent Blake, don't take that tone with me. If you had read the signs of your limits instead of trying to push it then we wouldn't be here right now. This is on you because you want to try and keep up and prove yourself." Okay, that was it. She was done being polite.

"I'll give any goddamn tone I want when the quack who forced my muscles to weaken to the point that I'm back at square fucking one!" Getting up from where she was seated on the examination table Kat stalked closer to the woman who sat there shocked that anyone had the balls to talk back to her. "I didn't even want to be here in the first place and now I'm completely useless thanks to you. It hasn't even been a full year since I lost my arm. Months of surgeries, physical therapy, relearning how to do everything. Oh can't forget the crippling depression and the fucking sheer will power to overcome it so I could get even more of me cut out to fit this new arm and it's all gone down the fucking toilet thanks to you and you want to talk to me about my fucking tone-"

Suddenly she's cut off when the door to Dr Thompson's office bursts open to reveal a concerned Steve Rogers. He falters when he sees Katherine standing there topless except for the serviceable black bra covering her breasts and revealing her matte black metal arm that was clenched into a fist. Choosing to ignore her state of undress he tries to defuse whatever has her so upset. "Blake, how about you take a breath, calm down and then tell me what's going on."

"I was calm and then this.. this-" So angry that she couldn't even come up with a good enough name to call her Katherine pushed past it. "I'm pissed because what I want is for my arm to not be back to being practically useless. Can you make that happen? No, then stay out of my goddamn business. As for you," She rounds on Dr Thompson who sat there unsure what to say or do. "You are no longer in charge of my physical care. I don't want to see you around me. Not even if I need a band-aid for a paper cut because I'd rather bleed to death than have you touch me." Reaching for her shirt on the chair by the examination table she grabs it and storms out of the doctor's office with Steve hot on her heels.

"Blake, wait up!" Reaching her in a few long strides of his long legs he grasps her left shoulder to pull her to a stop. "Please, just give me a second."

Fuming Katherine glares up at him ready for another round of yelling because it felt good that she had a target for her anger. "If you expect me to apologize to either of you I wouldn't hold my breath cause that's not happening." He took his hand away and tried to keep his eyes on hers as he spoke.