Lost Memories

[pickingup]

Natasha doesn't follow Bruce, partially because he doesn't want her to and partially because she can't. He covers his tracks so well that she'd be proud if she wasn't so pissed (and maybe just a little hurt, but that doesn't get her anywhere, so she tucks it away).

She throws herself into work, because there's always work. There's always one more mission. Bruce had been right about that, at least. The new Avengers need training and helping Steve train them gives her focus and purpose. It's all she can really ask for.

All that changes four months later when there's a Hulk sighting outside a town on the other side of the planet. There's a moment of hesitation when it comes on the new, but even Steve tells her to go and she does. She takes a jet and enough supplies for a few weeks and she goes to follow the trail.

Of course, after the nearly full day it takes her to get there, the trail is nearly cold. She has an idea. A radius.

Leaving her jet behind, she packs food and a sleeping bag in a pack and starts walking.

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[greenisnteasy]

Bruce woke up a few hours ago in a pile of leaves and broken branches, and while he's glad that he's apparently far enough away from civilization currently so as not to put anyone in danger, he'd really wish that he'd woken up closer to a department store. Or at least somewhere with pants. He has very hazy memories of anything past this time as the Hulk, but it hasn't occurred to him yet that he might be missing memories. This is how he'd been living for so long that where the present day falls on the timeline of his life doesn't seem to matter.

It all seems to check out okay. Waking up, disoriented and sick in the woods? Check. Not being sure of what country this is? Check. Really missing having shoes? Double check.

He walks for a while in the direction that he hopes will take him to water, but he winds up stepping on something sharp and having to stop to nurse his wounds. If he gets some kind of infection, will the Hulk cure it for him? Maybe if he lets the monster out again, he'd take him to a mall.

He's sitting on a fallen log, foot crossed over his other knee, and he looks fairly unconcerned for being dressed in tatters in the middle of the woods.