A/N: I just noticed that I didn’t post this during the celebration…. so here it is… My Bad guys!
Prompt: Part Three (and probably final unless I get more than one person asking) of the Card series.
You had been working your new job for a few months now, you came to work you had coffee waiting for you at your desk, you worked until lunch where you had lunch with the other secretaries (okay, they were former SHIELD agents, and didn’t look like secretaries, but still). Before you went back to work until about five. You too the elevator down and went home, talking to Jarvis the whole way down and slowly getting over your fear of elevators. Some days you’d even get to see Doctor Banner if he wasn’t too busy. It was nice, and it was routine.
Until the Tower was randomly attacked. The former SHIELD agents sprang into action as the tower shook. You wanted to dive under your desk and stay there, but as the other secretaries pulled out guns Had they been strapped this entire time?!? someone else entered the room. Doctor Banner, he nodded to them as they ran out and he reached for you, “Y/N, There you are,” he said and you fell into step with him as he guided you out of the lobby towards the emergency stairwell. “Come on, the emergency evacuation is enacted the moment the Tower is attacked, you have to get out of here.”
You looked back at Doctor Banner as you stepped through the doorway into arguably the soundest and most fortified part of the building, “What about you?”
Doctor Banner smiled, “I’ll be fine.” That was when you saw something fly towards the window that was behind him.
Your face fell when you saw it coming “Doctor Banner,” you said while you reached for him, to pull you inside the stairwell with you. Doctor Banner turned to look back by the time you had locked onto his arm, you pulled hims forward while he turned back, you saw green, then there was an explosion, you were knocked out with a loud roar and ringing in your ears.
You woke up in the hospital. You were fine-ish. You had a headache and could tell that there was a lot of bruises forming. You looked to the right to find none other than Natasha Romanov, otherwise known as the Black Widow, sitting by your bedside, You had seen her briefly, for a moment or two at the tower. She gave you a small smile, “Hello Y/N. How are you?”
You cleared your throat, “Very beat up, but otherwise, pretty okay.”
“Good,” she stood and went to get you a cup of water, “Well, from what I heard from the Doctor, you’ll be fine. The Big Guy took a lot of the damage.”
“Is he okay,” You asked taking the cup from her, “ I don’t remember much…”
Natasha nodded, “Yeah, he made it out okay. So don’t worry about it, he actually handed you off to me and I brought you here.”
“Shouldn’t you have been helping,” You asked, one eyebrow raised.
“Oh, I did,” she smiled, like a mountain lion, you decided, pride radiation off of her, “did pretty well when I got back. But, thought I’d come check on you.”
“Thank you,” You said, finishing your water, “ I appreciate it.”
“No problem,” she noting as she left just as a doctor and nurse walked in to check you out before they dismissed you.
Your business went on as usual, until someone got footage of Hulk carrying you to the ground floor. Not only that, but Natasha approaching him and getting him to hand you over to her. Paparazzi and fans of Hulk wanted to get you pictures and interviews. You avoided them while trying to get through your daily routine.
Apparently, that was what made it easy for you to be grabbed on your way to work. You were dragged into that van kicking and screaming, you dropped your purse and got one good right hook to one of the attackers, but it didn’t do much good.