Call the Midwife starters: Season 1

"I just think the concept of me is superior to me in actuality." Bruce ran his thumb along the edge of the watch around his wrist, resisting the urge to use it to check his heart rate for the millionth time. "A person who can transform into something stronger, and then return to being human — sounds pretty good, in theory." Finally, his gaze shifted to meet Aiden's. "But in practice, in the real world? If I forget to control myself for even a second, there's no telling the level of destruction Hulk could cause." The people who might be harmed, including her.

Nevertheless, with the friendly little nudge of her shoulder, she could almost fool him into believing that he was normal for a moment. "And I'm a hypocrite, because while I don't want anyone to be terrified of me, or treat me like a ticking timebomb, I'm also afraid of the exact same thing." Aiden was perhaps the only one with whom Bruce was willing to reach this degree of candor; he was still learning to trust his other comrades, and none of them even remotely related to how he felt in the same manner she did.

He tilted his head back to glance at the ceiling for a beat. "I've thought about whether one day, I might transform from Hulk back to myself, and find out something so bad happened that you can't look at me the same way anymore."

She listened to him closely explain what he was thinking. She understood how hard it was at times for him to open up. Her stubbornness to stay by his side despite his worries of what could happen played a big factor as to how they got close. she didn't want him to ever feel alone and though her circumstances were different. She understood his worries. "You are right. it is good in theory. If you had complete control over Hulk, then you wouldn't have to worry so much." Even she knew how unpredictable Hulk could be from the stories she heard. "Although you don't give yourself enough credit on how much you can control when it comes to him."

She continued to listen to him as she reached for his hand. she gave it a little squeeze before leaning her head against him. Her way of comforting him as he poured his worries out to her. "You don't have to worry about that. No matter what happens, I would never look at you differently. I would want to be there by your side making sure that you are okay. I know how much it would hurt you to deal with that alone." She looked up at him again. "And I wouldn't want you to be alone dealing with that."

She sighed. "I worry about the same thing whenever my anger flares and my powers go crazy. I worry that I'll do something that can damage my friendships with people especially you." She fiddled with his fingers, hoping to relax him some. "I understand why you worry about what others might think. But I hope it gives you some comfort that with me, nothing would change. I'd still be there no matter what happens. I've always told you you're stuck with me since we seem to share that common fear when it comes to our anger."

@halliwellauto | Matt & Aiden - Loss

He wasn't even sure how he'd made it back to their apartment - somewhere in the back of his mind he was aware that Cherry had helped, and that he knew who Daredevil was now - Matt wished he could feel numb, but all he could feel was an endless, crushing pain that was worse than any physical injury he'd ever suffered. He barely even made it through the window without falling, only to stumble and fall to his knees the moment he was inside.

Aiden had been crying, he could smell the salt of her tears in the air; he could hear the rolling news reports on the TV, repeating over and over that his best friend was dead. The strangled sob that wrenched its way out of his mouth did nothing to drown out the sounds around him, or the deafening silence of what he couldn't hear anymore - Foggy's heartbeat.

"I-I sh-should've st-stopped him ...I- I could've ... "

Words failed him, just like he'd failed Foggy. All he could do was reach blindly in his girlfriend's direction; he needed to feel her in his arms, to hear their son's heartbeat inside her - to know that he hadn't lost everything.

Aiden always tried to not worry too much whenever her boyfriend was out. With her being pregnant, those worries got worse. She had to do whatever she could to ease them by reading a book, watching a show or listening to music. She had decided to watch a show only for her to get the shock of her life. She had just gotten herself a bowl of popcorn when the breaking news of Froggy's passing came on. The bowl had dropped from her hands as she broke down crying. She thought maybe she was having some nightmare.

She couldn't believe that this was happening and her mind went to Matt. She instantly went to her phone to call for him when she heard a noise coming from their room. She instantly knew it was him and dropped her phone to be at his side. hearing his sob broke her heart as she reached for him. She pulled him into her arms, rocking him back and forth. Their son was kicking against her belly as almost a way to comfort the two of them.

"Nothing I say can make this better. I know how much he meant to you. He was such an amazing person." she whispered softly before pressing a kiss to his head. "We'll get through this, sweetheart. Somehow we will."

"I swear you guys want to put me in an early grave." I can't even remember the last time I had a full night's sleep. Why... why would Aiden share that information with Sarah of all people? That sad fact had just been added to the restauranteur's ever-growing list of worries for everyone she'd ever met. Yes, there was at least five for every last one of them. It was how Sarah functioned as a person. "Look..." Her palms hit the counter with a loud slap and she exhales a huffy sigh. "That apartment downstairs is empty right now so why don't you go grab a few hours of sleep. I just changed the sheets and cleaned up. You're all set."

It wasn't until after she said it that she realized the mistake that she made. She slapped her hand over her mouth, wishing she could take it back. She knew better than to give out something like to anyone especially Sarah and her own mother. She jumped when she heard that loud slap, knowing she was in trouble. She moved her hand away before giving her a sheepish smile. "I mean, to be fair, the caffeine probably does not help with that." Which would probably just further add reason why she should be away from it. "Am I going to get in trouble if I say I can't? Because if I am, I'll just make my tired butt downstairs."

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The Professor leaned into her touch and smiled at her words. She had a gentle touch. He loved her hands running through his hair, combing it gently. "I think so, too," he agreed. "I've never been compared to a chair before."

She continued to run her fingers through his hair, smiling when he leaned into her. "Well, I can honestly say you are a great chair. I can stay sitting here for hours while playing with your hair." she mused, content with the moment. "I can move if you don't want me to sit on your lap too long."

"If she's lucky, maybe I'd have calmed down by the time I catch up to her and won't want to put a hot one in her just for the hell of it," Dean said as he sat back, and now it was time to play the one game no kid liked, the waiting game.

"Well, in the meantime, you don't have any pop tarts? I'm starving."

"Well, that seems like a fair choice. Who knows if she would cause more chaos if we let her loose," She replied as she started to scry for her. She held the crystal and item over a map to see if it would fall. She hoped that they would be able to find her before she turned any more adults into children.

"yes, in the cabinet over there. Feel free to get whatever you want. If I had known you were coming, I would have started on a pie."