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[ It's a pretty tricky procedure, which is why he doesn't suggest her powers either. One wrong move to the left, one anatomic miscalculation on her end and she could kill Steve. The straw is... well, disgusting, but it's safer, given their options. ]

I'll like it much less if Steve ends up choking in his own blood, so. [ He clears his throat, shaking his head as if to clear it. ] It's fine. Clean it up the best you can. We'll have to hope that the serum will keep him somewhat safe from germs. [ Not like it makes much of a difference, when he already has a bullet in there, and Wanda will be doing this without any gloves on. ] Then here's what you need to do: you need to take out the bullet, calm but steady. Not too fast, but not too slow either. Once it's out, you need to pay attention to his breathing. If he starts wheezing and coughing up blood, then his lung is definitely punctured. You'll have to put that straw through the bullet hole until blood starts coming out. You have to really push, but not so hard that you'll put another hole on the other side of his lung. Now, remember that even unconscious, he is going to react to something like that, so you need to find a way to keep him steady. The way to be sure that it worked is when he starts breathing more deeply again. [ He delivers all that in a calm and even tone, as if he's not telling her to pretty much stab into Steve's lung with a straw. ] Did you get that?

[Oh, she got that all right. Wanda looks at the straw like it's grown a rather impressive set of teeth, then at Steve, and goes even paler. She was expecting to maybe put it in his mouth and get the blood out that way, not...well.]

You want me to stab him with a straw.

[She still looks really unsure about this, but her eyes flare red anyway. X-ray vision is not in her skill set, but Wanda can still psychically feel her way around enough to find that particular bullet.] I can feel it. It's such a small thing...

[The red in her eyes fades and she looks back at Bruce. She'd have to pull it either back through or very close to said sensitive parts and that's not anyone's idea of a good time.]

I can't. It's too deep, I can't see it...is there anything else I can do?

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[ Bruce practically holds his breath, fingers resting over his own mouth as he watches the feed quietly, hoping she's getting somewhere with her power. He has no idea how much she can do when it comes to moving things, and he knows that even then a situation like this isn't exactly common, but there's really little else they can do.

When she says she can't, his shoulders slump, a silent sigh leaving him. ]

Not unless you have something else with you to get the bullet out, no. [ He presses his lips tightly. ] You're sure you can't reach it? If you can't, we'll just... have to wait until you get here.

[Wanda takes a deep breath and looks back down at Steve. He can't feel it, but she's squeezing his hand so tightly her knuckles have gone white.]

If I can't...will he die?

[Her voice is small, scared.]

[ Bruce falls silent for a moment at the question. He doesn't want to pressure her into doing this, but... ]

I don't know, Wanda. It depends on how long it takes for the transporter to get to the ship, and how badly hurt he is. But, if I have to take a guess... I'd say his chances would be a lot better if you do it.

[ He wouldn't have suggested it, otherwise. ]

Then it doesn't matter if I can. I have to.

[Her eyes dart around the transporter again and settle on a compartment. Maybe there's something in there that could help? She tries to keep the video steady, using a combination of her powers and her free hand to yank it open and sort through the contents.

She's loathe to let go of Steve but maybe she can find something better? Except it all looks like spare parts for one device or another, no medical supplies in sight.

...this tube looks slightly more hygienic than the straw, though. Sturdier, too, if it was meant to keep some part of this thing together.

Deep breath, and Wanda's eyes flare red once again - focus, she overthinks things and she knows it, but if she can get those worries to just shut up and do this then maybe they can save him.

Bruce is mostly looking at the ceiling and part of Wanda's face now. She's concentrating, mouth in a tight line, and after several tense moments it breaks - there's the bullet. Wanda's moving again, lining up the tube --]

I don't think I made it worse...

[Perhaps the MID can pick up the rather disturbing sounds the tube makes, perhaps it can't. Wanda swears under her breath; this has to be the most disgusting thing she's seen in her life, much less done. Eventually the camera pans back to both of them. Wanda looks really anxious again.]

Did I do it right?

[ Bruce opens his mouth, closes it, and ends up saying nothing at all to her words. It's... well, he can't say it's surprising, when he always thought Wanda to be a trustworthy future member of the team before he heard of what happens between them in his future, but it's strange. No doubt that it's his new feelings on her that now color the opinion he has, that has him always wondering and thinking that deep down, she can't really be trusted.

But Steve does. Trust her, that is. In a way that Bruce can't really understand, and he can't figure out if that's because he's a good judge of character, or just because he's too naïve to always want to see the best in people. Well, most people anyway.

Not that his personal feelings have any bearing on this. He'll sort out his thoughts on Wanda in his own time, as it is she's the only one there now, the only one that can save Steve's life. And she clearly wants to. That's all that matters to him.

Even though he can't see any of the procedure throughout, he still watches the feed intently, breath heavy with every change and switch in her expression. Her first words bring him a modicum of relief, and after a few moments, he's about to ask how it's going when she finally shifts the camera around. He can get a glimpse of the wound, the long tube now dark red on the inside as it clears out Steve's lung. ]

Yes. [ There's a shaky audible sigh. ] Yes, it looks good. Is he breathing any better?

[Her fingers are red with blood instead of power now, leaving smears of it on Steve's too-pale skin as she checks his breathing and pulse. Wanda hardly dares breathe herself, and when she does it's shallow. When the reality of this catches up to her later, she's going to be sick.]

Yes. I think...I think it worked.

[Her shoulders slump in relief but her expression doesn't waver. They're still not quite out of the proverbial woods.]

What about the other one? Do I need to...?

[ At least it's done now. The whole thing can catch up to her later and she can stumble under the weight of it, but at least she'll already have saved Steve, and that's what matters right now. ]

Let me get a good look at his shoulder.

[ He waits until she does as he asks, taking a few seconds to look over the wound. It's bleeding a little, but it looks far better than the other, and Bruce shakes his head. ]

Leave that one as it is. Just make sure he doesn't move his arm around much, and the bullet won't do him any harm. Try to get some fabric to wrap up his shoulder tightly, to stop as much blood from seeping out as possible. Use his clothes if you can't find anything else there. Then use a longer piece of fabric to sling his arm to his chest, and bring him in like that. If he wakes up, don't let him run off somewhere. He can't go around fighting before getting treated, or he'll get himself or someone else killed.

[ Said lovingly but Steve can be stubborn as hell sometimes. ]

[She does as he asks, hoping that she's not going to have to do a repeat performance and sighing in relief when Bruce tells her she can leave it.

And for all of Bruce's (very understandable) misgivings, there's no mistaking the care Wanda takes in reapplying the bandages or the concern on her face. She's terrified of losing the one person she has left who never stopped believing in her, even when literally everyone else thought it was a bad idea.]

I won't. [And no, she's not going to elaborate on how she might stop Steve from wandering off, but using her powers to call in the cavalry, so to speak, is not off the table.] But if he doesn't...are there stretchers waiting?

[ He doesn't even bother asking either, though part of him kind of guesses she would use her powers if she had to. He can't really tell her not to - it's better to restrain Steve against his will than to just have him die. Hopefully she would do what she had to without actually getting into his head like she did Bruce's - it's not like she has any reason to do that now. That's what he tells himself, anyway. ]

I'll meet you in the cargo bay, and take someone with me. [ Better to just have a few people bringing him into the medbay than have Wanda haul him around the ship on her own, anyway. Besides, he wants to take a look into those wounds as soon as possible.

He presses his lips for a moment, hesitant. ] Do you want to keep this line open until you make it to the ship? [ Just so she won't be sitting in complete silence, entirely alone. Bruce knows their relationship is far from ideal right now, but he also doesn't want her panicking halfway through the trip. ]

[Don't worry, Bruce, pretending she is also hurt and needs to go to the medbay is on the table along with several other tricks that don't require her powers. But if she has to do that...they can be angry at her later. When Steve survives this.

She nods, once, barely taking her eyes off Steve until the very end. Company would be extremely welcome, but...there's the rather large elephant in the room.

Did you want her full attention? Because now you have it, as unnerving as it might be.]

That is your choice, Doctor Banner.

[ She probably should get checked up herself, just in case, but Bruce isn't going to insist much on that front. Steve's the priority here anyway, considering the state he's in, and Bruce's main concern is getting him safely back to the medbay by whatever means necessary.

He's silent for a while at her words, partly a little stunned, partly thinking of what to do. She's definitely not someone he likes keeping company at the moment, but at the same time, he needs her to stay calm and in control of the situation.

Besides, he's gotten good at ignoring elephants in the room. Actually, he's used to being the elephant in the room, so there's that. ]

How did things go down there?

[ An answer in the form of a question - prolonging their conversation for the moment, thus offering her some distraction by having her focus on something other than the silence inside the transporter. Not to mention that he does want to know some of the details. ]

[Maybe she should, but she won't - the very thing Bruce is afraid of is exactly what they need in Avelle right now. Wanda can disable the people guarding the children without killing them, and apparently the captains are more okay with mind control than violence.]

We are getting the children out but...it's bad. The Emirians did terrible things to them. [So much pain and fear it makes her almost physically ill.]

Everything we've seen, the message, the nightmares...all of it was true.

It wasn't a nightmare for everyone. [ His words are almost soft for the fraction of a second, a moment later his expression guarded again. ] But I get what you mean.

[ He's heard of other people's dreams, after all, how some had images flooding their brains more or less opposite to his own, as well as the lingering feeling left behind. Bruce was no fan of the dream he had, especially knowing it had been planted there, but knowing what his alternative likely would have been, he's almost relieved that he didn't have a nightmare like so many others. ]

I can't say I'm too surprised to hear it. [ He's seen enough at this point to believe just about anything. ] Do the children have some kind of special ability?

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