"Is It- Unnaturally Fast?" Bruce Asked Hesitantly, Letting Andie Lead Him Out Of The Room, Down To Hank's

"Is it- unnaturally fast?" Bruce asked hesitantly, letting Andie lead him out of the room, down to Hank's lab. "Is there anything to be worried about? My degree may be in nuclear physics, but I've been doing a lot of medical studies and practices since... well, since. I know a couple things."

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?

"Tony Stark," Bruce said, shaking Tony's hand. "It's damn good to see you again."

He looked over his shoulder, making sure no students were present, before he leaned forward in his seat. "We've got a bit of a problem in Manhattan." Bruce cleared his throat nervously, looking down at his hands. "It's, uhm, Magneto. Again."

Bruce nodded at her words, not saying anything, too afraid that he would accidentally say what he was thinking. 'My baby, too. A baby that will inevitably be a monster...' He swallowed and shook his head. He felt a small fluttering against his hand, and nearly fell to his knees.

"That was the baby," he blurted out. "Oh, God."

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?

"I appreciate that," Bruce said. He pushed the lab door open for her and ushered her in. "I feel better with you beside me, too."

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?

"Yeah?" Bruce looked down at their hands, tracing the back of hers with his free hand. He looked up at Hank. "Thank you for doing this, Hank. I appreciate it." Bruce fidgeted slightly where he stood, trying to remain calm as well as he could.

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?