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Bruce lay face first in the snow. Panting heavily, clutching at the snow before rolling onto his side. The transformation always took a toll on his body. How could it not, the bigger toll was on his mind. He couldn't entirely be sure if Hulk had given up control over what had happened or if he had taken it back but something [i]bad[/i] had happened and Hulk had been the one to do it. So much for any possibility of trust between the two of them, there was no chance he'd be letting Hulk out again. It was back to trying to work on the cure. He turned around eyes wide as he heard footsteps behind him.

He sighed as he realized there was no-one there. Just a figment of his imagination, what wasn't was the cold. Standing up he hugged his torso as the cold bit at him, his feet were already numb. At least he didn't have to worry about any permanent damage he was sure that if it came to that no doubt the Hulk would take over to preserve them both. It wasn't exactly a re-assuring thought, he'd rather pass away than let Hulk out again. That was why he needed the cure, so he could get rid of the Hulk and finally atone for his sins. He looked around, deep in a forest and he sighed. Picking a direction at random he walked.

The snow crunched under his feet, eventually the cold began to cause pain but he refused to give into it. He rubbed his hands up and down his arms to try and bring heat back into them and he continued to walk. As night came in the temparature dropped even lower and he fell to his knees. Then he heard the truck, there must have been a road nearby. Renewed vigor he stood and ran, half stumbling, towards the noise. Coming out suddenly on a road to see the tail end of a truck speeding away around a corner. He collapsed, only just managing to stop his face hitting the tarmac with his hands as he passed into darkness.

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[i]Beep,beep,beep,beep,beep...[/i]

The sound of his heartbeat woke up up, or the sound of the EKG did at least. He sat up with a start, he was in a hospital bed. Warm, clothed. There was a tube running into his arm and the unmistakable patch of where blood was drawn. The heartrate on the machine sped up, until he took a deep breath. [i]Calm it down Bruce, this is a hospital.[/i] Removing the covers he found himself in a hospital gown, turning over to the side he placed his feet on the cold floor and winced slightly.

They were still a bit tender. He took a couple of small light steps before he walked over to the door and opened it, looking around. He turned to the right as he walked out of the room, first things first. He needed to find that blood sample and destroy it. Secondly he'd need to leave before S.H.I.E.L.D or General Ross turned up looking for him. No doubt they'd still be actively monitoring to try and find out where he was. A nurse noticed him, and he dropped his head as he heard her. "Sir! Excuse me?! Sir!" He turned to face her and smiled. "Can I help you?"

"Sir, you can't be walking right now. We need to run more tests and then take some details." Bruce just flashed a smile, removing the hand she had put on his shoulder. "No, really I'm fine. What I need to do is destroy that blood sample that you took. Where can I find it?" She gave him a perplexed look, as she then looked around for a member of security. "It's fine, don't worry. You see-" He thought about it for a minute. His circumstances of being found were somewhat suspicious, so he'd already likely be getting monitored right now. "-I'm a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. Have you heard of them?" She shook her head, still looking around for someone to come to her aid. "That's a good thing, spy stuff. Listen, if you help me it'd be greatly appreciated. I was injected with a substance, I need the sample to find out what it is."

"Sir, we've got Doctors for that." He smiled, placing his hand on her shoulder. "Please, take me to it. You can even have the Doctor there who usually handles these things. I'll go over with it with him, prove that I know what I'm talking about. How does that sound?" She nodded and then signalled a corridor with her arm, before turning him down the corridor. "Okay... but just because I don't want to get int rouble with the authorities." He smiled, no doubt S.H.I.E.L.D would learn that he had been here, but by the time they got here the trail would be cold. He'd be long gone.

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[b]"WHERE IS SHE?"[/b] Ross tormed down a corridor, he was a man on a mission. He was also pissed and that much was obvious. "Sir, you can't be down here." If looks could kill, Ross would have killed the man. [b]"The hell I can't. You go run to Fury, tell him General Ross wants a word with him. Until them I'm going to speak to your little winged friend and find out what the [i]HELL[/i] she was doing. You got that?"[/b] The agent looked almost as if Ross had punched him in the face.

Before he turned and ran back the way he came, obviously his intention [i]was[/i] to contact Fury. Ross pointed to a random Agent. [b]"You! Where's Agent Parrington?"[/b] The Agent merely raised her arm and pointed to a nearby door. He walked over to it, hitting the opening panel. Being a medical bay the door opened without hesitation.

There she was. He was slightly stricken by her beauty, as most mortal men were, that and the wings anyway. Though he quickly composed himself and pointed and accusing finger at her. [b]"What the [i]HELL[/i] do you think you were doing? You had him. You had him dead to rights and let him go?! What was that about? And don't tell me you just fainted, I don't believe that for a second. If you think Maria Hill can cover for you you're solely mistaken.[/b]

He pulled out a cigar from one of his many pockets, lit it and shoved it in his mouth. The rush of nicotine doing little to calm him down. [b]"You let that monster go. We [i]had[/i] him. You know what else? Our satellite tracking for him has been hacked, destroyed, caput. We have [i]NO[/i] idea where he is or what he is doing. You realize how long it took us to develop that? Almost as long as that monster has been out there.[/b]

He took a file that had been under his arm and threw it onto her bed. [b]"Sure he saved you but look at that, my Daughter after that thing almost killed her. The scientists he was working with. He tested a bomb, and the monster he became is far more powerful. Flick through it, see the damage he has done. Anything from now on that's on you."[b]

He rubbed the bridge of his nose. [b]"I know Fury has plans for you, some form of Initiative. Though next time we track this beast down, know that you're going to be there with my men."[/b]