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WHEN MARTA WOKE UP WITH a pounding headache, she quickly realized she was back on the quinjet with the rest of the team, flying back to New York. Her wrists were restrained with Tony and Bruce's cuffs, and she was chained against the side of the quinjet to ensure she didn't attack anyone in midair. Marta blinked her eyes open and eyed her restraints, sighing quietly. Steve instantly noticed that she was awake, turning away from where he stood at Clint's side with Thor and Natasha. "It's okay. You didn't hurt anyone. One of the enhanced messed with your dampener and Strucker had you activated." Steve said quickly, moving to sit in front of Marta.

        She nodded. "Your neck. Does it hurt?" Marta said quietly, feeling guilty for trying to choke the man she loved to death.

        Steve shook his head. "It'll be fine in an hour or two." he brushed off, moving to release Marta from her restraints.

        "Don't," Marta ordered darkly. "Not yet." the blonde woman decided, unwilling to take any chances.

        "You didn't hurt anyone. I got the dampener back on and you passed out. I promised that they wouldn't take you, and they didn't." Steve said softly, trying not to draw too much attention to Marta, knowing she didn't want that.

        Marta didn't say anything. She had been trying so hard to control herself while she was activated by Hydra, and all of her work had been washed down the drain in an instant. She couldn't be a hero and still be a killer. "Did we get the scepter?" Marta decided to ask, cracking her knuckles as best as she could.

        "Yeah. We took down the base, turned Strucker over." Steve knew that Marta didn't want to talk about what she had done, so he didn't't.

        Leaning her head back against the side of the quinjet, Marta sat quietly, deciding that she was done with the conversation at hand. Steve understood, and moved back to where Thor was. Maybe he would talk to Marta later, maybe he wouldn't. Natasha sat down with Bruce, who was decompressing after his turn into the Hulk. "Thor, report on the Hulk?" Natasha asked the God after a moment.

        Thor turned away from Steve. "The gates of Hel are filled with the screams of his victims," Marta watched Natasha's gaze turn into a harsh glare directed at Thor as Bruce pushed his head into his hands. "Uh, but, not the screams of the dead, of course. No no, uh...wounded screams, mainly whimpering, a great deal of complaining and tales of sprained deltoids and, and uh... and gout." Thor tried to recover, but he failed.

        Tony turned away from the cockpick of the quinjet. "Hey Banner, Dr. Cho's on her way in from Seoul, is it okay if she sets up in your lab?" he asked.

        "Uh, yeah, she knows her way around." Bruce said. He knew he would have to check on Marta's brain when they arrived at the Tower, and he was trying to do it as casually as possible so as not to anger Marta.

        "Thanks," Tony started talking to JARVIS. "Tell her to prep everything, Barton and the nutjob are gonna need the full treatment." he remarked.

        Marta chuckled. "Good one." she spoke to Tony, rolling her eyes and pushing herself as far away from everyone as she could go in her restraints.

        Tony stood up after putting the quinjet on autopilot with JARVIS at the controls, something that made Marta feel very uneasy. He walked up to Steve and Thor and looked at the scepter, Marta seated beside them. "It feels good, yeah? I mean, you've been after this thing since SHIELD collapsed. Not that I haven't enjoyed our little raiding parties, but..."