The death of Doctor Elizabeth Ross was a sad one, it was felt around the base for a couple of weeks, but people lost interest and moved on. Her body was disposed of and Bruce was compensated for the loss and given leave to grieve, people were worried that he would slip into poor health, Clint and Tony were on rotating shifts to assure that Bruce was okay and that he was still eating. They covered up the news about a woman who bore her resemblance but tortured and killed.. They knew it couldn’t be the Betty they knew so they simply glanced over it and tried to bring her down. Bruce could never hear, he would go after her, he would try to bring her home and get his wife back.. Bruce seemed detached from reality and he wouldn’t understand in the slightest. Lately hydra had gotten tell that Bruce was weak willed and easily swayed, and they had a weapon.. Daydream, the child forced upon Betty in her moment of weakness, nearly the spitting image of Betty and willing to do their bidding
Since they found that Bruce was taking the death of his wife the way that they intended, they began to put together their plot to get him under their thumb. They began to place things in ways that they could gradually wear him down. They put her favorite flowers outside o f his window, they replaced his papers with the latest on cellular biology and sometimes even had daydream stand outside his window and smile at him, trying to convince him to follow her to his doom. Today, however she was taking another approach by instead looking desperate and sad. Maybe he would follow her if she was in danger.
Don’t you just hate nights like that, when you think over every mistake you’ve made, every hurt you’ve received, every bit of meanness you’ve dealt out? There’s no profit in it, no point to it, and you need sleep.