The team was back on the quin jet. Everyone was silent, except for Tony, who was on a call with someone. Bruce was shirtless and shivering. He had lost control and the Hulk had destroyed a South African city. He was very obviously beating himself up about it. You knew exactly how he felt.
Every time you closed your eyes you saw Steve's blank eyes staring up at you. Wanda's induced visions always showed your worst fears. You hadn't wanted to admit it yet, but you were afraid of killing Steve. Not just literally, but what if you broke his heart? Or, (you hated the thought) he broke yours. It doesn't matter. We're just friends! You told yourself. Not even that. Not after what I've done... He could never forgive me... Could you even forgive yourself?
You leaned your head back and looked at the ceiling. Your eyes felt wet, but you didn't dare reach up to brush the wetness away, in fear of someone seeing you cry. The