What If You Were In The Avengers?

Hidden (Bruce x Reader)

You nervously stepped into the tower. "Hello?" You called out into the empty lobby. You winced again in pain. Your hand was still firmly pressed to your stomach.

"Hello there." The voice made you jump as it seemed to come from all around you at once. "I'm Jarvis, Mr Starks AI, how can I help you?" He explained.

"Oh, umm I need to see Bruce. Bruce Banner."

"Mr Banner isnt in the tower right now. Your heart rate is very high, would you like me to alert someone else?"

"Yes please." You mumbled tears fell down your face at thought of the hours events. You waited standing perfectly still, the blood was seeping through your hand now, but you knew it wasnt deep enough to leave lasting damage.

"Hey!" You turned, seeing the famous Tony Stark as he stepped from the lift. "Jarvis alerted me, what do you want?" He looked at your wound. "Do you need help?" You nodded, biting your lip until it bled.

"When will Bruce be back?" You asked as he came forward inspecting the wound, you moved your hand reluctantly.

"Soon I think, why you a friend of his?" Tony asked taking you arm and leading you towards the lift.

"Something like that." You answered.

The tears didnt stop although they looked out of place. Your calm and steady exterior didn't match the amount of fear you were feeling on the inside. "Do you have a name?" Tony asked as he walked towards what you assumed was the medical wing.
"Y/N." You answered. Tony frowned.

"He never mentioned you."

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You sat on the chair, the wound now bandaged. You could see Tony and steve talking just outside the door. They walked in. "Y/N, we're not sure of your motives, as Bruce had never mentioned anyone l--" Steve was cut off as the door was flung open. Bruce's face fell at the sight of your wound.

"Y/N!" He cried running to your side dropping to his knees In front of you. You ran your hand through his hair shushing him gently.

"Hey, I'm alright. Its not me we need to worry about." He looked up at you, pain and guilt lacing his brow.

"Did he...did he lose control?" You nodded stiffly.

"Shoved a kitchen knife into my stomach. He ran, I tried to look for him but I couldnt see him anywhere. Normally I follow the screams but." Bruce swore standing up.

"Bruce? What's going on?" Tony asked confused. Bruce sighed.

"Guys, this is my wife Y/N." Their mouths fell open. "I had to keep her a secret, because of our son. He's a semi Hulk as we call him. Has the strength the rage, just not the green hugeness." You smiled weakly. Tony stared between the two of you.

"I was in the army, I came across him all freaked out. And for some reason my voice got through the Hulk to banner. We got married a year later." You explained. "But our son, He's missing. We could really use your help." Tony nodded slowly patting Bruce's shoulder.

"I'll get my suits to search for him, do you have a picture? Never mind I'll use your genetic make up for the hulk." Bruce nodded offering his hand to help you stand up. You kissed him lightly, he deepened it until Steve coughed. He pulled apart.

"I'm so sorry." He mumbled to your ear.

"Dont do this Bruce, I knew the risk when I married you. He'll be okay, we'll be okay. His loss of control has got less and less over the years. I love you both with all my heart, I wouldn't change either of you for the world." You said quietly, gently kissing him again.

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Steve was sat with you, while Bruce and Tony were talking about the suits search. "Your tough, that knife wound was deep." Steve commented. You shrugged.

"I have to be. I was on the special forces as it was. As the years went on I spent a lot of my time fighting the hulk, calming him but restraining him when I couldn't manage that. And now with my son I have to do the same thing."

"You must really love Bruce."

"I do." You replied looking at the doctor.

"You'd be a useful asset to the team." You looked up through the window overlooking new York.

"Could you look after my son. Would you all look after our son." He nodded.

"Of course." You glanced at Bruce again.

"I wont let him join you though. He stays away from any danger." Steve nodded again compeltely understanding for someone without children himself. Bruce stood up coming closer to me, he pressed a kiss on your head.

"Tony found him, you coming sweetheart?" You nodded jumping up. He pressed his hand against the wound. You winced. "Are you sure your okay?" He asked woriedly.

"Of course." You said looping your fingers together he led you to the jet. "I joined." You whispered to him. "No more being hidden away." You said he spun your round his hands on your hips his thumbs running circles under the thin shirt.

"Dont leave me." He muttered, "In anyway." You smirked.

"Never little guy. I dont know what I'd do without the three of you."

"Three?" He laughed. "Is there something I need to know?" You smirked.

"No, no nothing like that. You, Arran and the big Guy. He's a part of you as much as you wish he wasnt, and I love him the same." Bruce grinned.

"God your perfect." He said kissing your neck gently.

"Honey, I'm far from it." The Jet started and we sat down. His hand was jittering nervously. "He'll be fine." The doors opened. Tony shot upwards into the sky, watching from a distance. Steve hanging back behind some trees. You and Bruce walked hand in hand towards the noise of trees falling. "Arran?" You called. The noise stopped. A little boy appeared, he looked younger than nine. His face was covered in blood. You felt your heart jump.

"Hey baby, come here. Mommy's here." You said crouching to the floor, keeping your eyes low. "Mommy's sorry she let that little boy push you. He didnt mean it." She said quietly. Arran's eyes flickered to his dad. He dropped to, his hand resting on his your knee.

"I know how it feels son, the anger but you can control it. We love you so much, we even have a present for you!" Arran tilted his head, the sound of your voices cutting through. He slipped forward, your reflexes were fast and you caught him before he hit the ground.

"Mommy! Daddy." He sobbed looking at his hands.

"It was a deer! A deer." You said, not knowing whether it was true or not. "It was just a deer." You said stroaking his hair. "Your okay now honey." Bruce met your eyes, you shared a gulp before Bruce helped him up and towards the jet. You sat alone in the leaves, still painted with blood you knew wasnt animal.

"I found the body." Tony said quietly, landing in front of you.

"God..." you said rubbing your eyes.

"Its been dead longer than your son could have killed it. I think he just touched the corpse." You praised whatever gods had been looking down on you that day.

"Okay, thank you Tony." You said standing. You walked away pausing when you heard Steve approach Tony. "Was it really?" Tony sighed.
"You couldnt tell if it was true or not. Bruce is my best friend I'm gonna help his son." Your throat went tight but you said nothing. Bruce had cleaned up Arron. The three of you sat curled up in the corner of the jet. Arran fell asleep quickly his head resting on your lap.

"What do we do Brucie?" You asked running your hand through your sons hair.

"We try out best, your right he's getting better. We'll be fine, we always are." You wanted to take comfort in your husbands words, but found little. He kissed your head as you lay on his shoulder. Hoping he was right.