She sat up quickly, turning to look at the two men. The first, tall, broad, and ridiculously handsome, was covered in her blood. The second was short and older, with curled hair.
"Did I die?" she asked them calmly.
It took Bruce a second to answer. "Not all the way, no."
"Am I going to?" she asked.
"I think you're alright now. What's your name?" Bruce said. He sounded calmer than Steve felt.
"Danielle Shaprosa." she said quietly. "The man, who attacked me, you killed him." she said, looking at Steve. "Thank you."
"How do you feel?" Bruce stepped closer, bringing the silver rod towards her again. All her vitals had returned to normal.
"I don't feel like myself." she said. She stood, stretching, looking around the lab. She picked a leaf out of her dark brown hair, crumbling it in her hand. "I think it'll come back, though. What time is it?"
"Almost midnight." Steve answered. "Do you feel anything?"
"I feel healthy."
"Maybe she can't do anything. Maybe she was injured enough to where the serum could only heal, not improve as it was designed to." Bruce said. "My name is Bruce Banner, and this is Steve."
She smiled, and Bruce continued.
"Now, we gave you medicine, but it's a special kind of medicine that hasn't been tested on humans before. It's based off medicine that both he and myself received. His worked a little better than mine. But essentially, we don't know what it's going to do you."
She looked slightly confused. "Who are you?" she finally asked.
"We're part of the Avengers." Steve said, and her eyes lit with understanding.
"You're Captain America." she said quietly. "You saved me?"
"Yes." he said.
"Can I see your stomach?" Bruce asked. She lifted up her shirt slightly. Where the new skin had grown back, it was red and a much lighter hue than the rest of her tanned skin. It was mottled, like a birth mark, and stretched all the way underneath her sports bra. He bent down, inspecting it.
"Amazing." he whispered.
"You both work for S.H.I.E.L.D?" she asked, and they both nodded. Steve couldn't take his eyes off her face. She was beautiful, in a way that made his stomach clench and his knees shake. He found himself nodding again. "And you...are...a doctor?" she said, unsure.
"Also the big green guy." he said.
"Oh my god." her eyes widened, and looked down at herself, as though she only just realized. "You saved me with some sort of scientific superhuman juice?"
"We just don't know what it does yet." he sighed. "You seem perfectly normal, save for the extreme healing."
She didn't know what to do. She leaned against the edge of the table.
"I'm starving." she finally said.
It seemed the best thing she could of said, because both of them looked extremely relieved.
"We can take you to SHIELD for more tests in the morning." Bruce sighed. "Go grab some pizza, there's a place a couple of blocks from here."
"Is there anything else I can wear?" she asked, looking down at her holey and blood stained clothes.
"There's some stuff in the apartment. Second door on your left down the hallway, take whatever you need." Bruce said.
She walked out of the lab and around the corner, opening the door to the simple apartment. She found the closet, and settled on a plain black t-shirt and a pair of sweats. Bruce was a small set man, but the clothes were still slightly big. She thought of Steve and his bloody shirt, and found a white undershirt that looked enormous for Bruce, and a flannel.
She returned to the lab.
"Pizza?" she asked, grinning at Steve, holding out the clothes.
When he was changed, he led her out of the building and into the elevator. There were a few drops of blood on the flat white carpet. He sighed.
"Tony's gunna kill me." he muttered.
"Tony Stark? Is that where we are?" she looked around, her eyes wide. "Holy shit." she said, and then slapped her hand over her mouth. Steve laughed, and she realized it was the first time she'd seen him smile.
She leaned against the elevator wall as it glided down the stories silently, looking up at Steve.
"Did you hear me, in the park?"
"I was out jogging." he said. "I should have gotten there sooner."
"You saved my life." she said, looking him directly in the eyes. Those bright baby blues. Jesus she thought to herself. "I don't know what I can do to thank you, but I'm sure I'll think of something." she laughed. "God, I can't even buy you pizza, I don't carry cash on me when I go running."
"Not a problem, ma'am. I would have refused anyways." he said as the doors slid open.
"Don't be mad." Bruce said to Tony as soon as Tony answered his video call. Stark sighed, rubbing his face, returning to the open suit in front of him as the small camera floated around him, filming him as he tinkered.
"I say the same thing to you all the time, Banner. What's up?"
"Steve brought a girl here."
"Well, I mean, the guy obviously needs to get a little tail. So uptight all the time." Tony said with a wince.
"No, she was dying."
Tony frowned. "That's not as fun."
"I used one of the serums." Bruce said quietly.
Tony looked up, his mouth open.
"Is she currently a huge raging green woman smashing up the downstairs?" he asked.
"Has she grown 10 inches and gained any muscle mass or devilishly good looks?"
"No, she just healed. They're going to get pizza."
"Wow." Tony said. "Well, congratulations, you've just discovered a life saving serum. Is that why you're calling me, to write a speech for your Nobel?"
"I'm joking. I'll be down in a sec."
When Steve and Danielle returned from the pizza run, Tony and Bruce were pouring over the readings Bruce had gotten before.
"Oh good, you're back, can I borrow some blood from your little girlfriend's arm?" Tony asked, holding another sterile needle up as he walked towards them.
"Stark." Steve said firmly. "I think we've put her through enough."
"No it's fine." she shrugged, smiling up at Steve. "Can I sit, getting my blood drawn makes me woozy." she said, hopping up on the table she'd been laying on before.
He unwrapped the crinkly plastic, and tied off her arm with a proper piece of plastic.
As soon as he inserted the needle, she began to scream. She shoved Tony away, and he flew into one of the cupboards. The needle fell to the floor.
She hissed, holding her arm.
"My body was trying to heal itself around the needle." she explained after a second. "It just really hurt. I'm sorry, are you alright?" she stood, trying to help Tony up.
"Never been adverse to a woman pushing me around." he said as he dusted himself off. "Okay, we need a bigger wound."
"No." Steve said. She sighed.
"If this doesn't work, I'm done until I get some sleep." she said. "Can I have a container and a scalpel?"
Tony found the things, and handed them over. She set the container down.
"Do you want me to?" Bruce asked.
"No, I don't want to hurt anyone." she said. The three men winced as she sliced her wrist open, squeaking from the pain as she did. Blood poured out for half a moment, before the wound sealed itself.
"Is that enough?" she asked, gasping for air. "Can I go home now?"
"Yes, that's more than enough." Bruce smiled. "You did great. Now, Danielle, I know you didn't choose this. But if you wouldn't mind coming to SHIELD tomorrow, so the lab there can run some tests. They're experts in this sort of thing. We can send a car."
"I don't mind." she said. "I owe you that much."