Thread: Oedipus Wishes [closed for X-Vash00 and CutieBooty]

To find one well-preserved, unaged Super Soldier was a miracle in and of itself. Captain America had supposedly died in a fairly large plane crash. For him to be alive and well and practically unchanged physically, at least it was well. But to find two? It was almost like some big, weird, cosmic joke. Well, to be honest, they hadnt known she had been injected with a super soldier serum too. For her to be well-preserved too, it was likely, but they couldnt be sure of it. However, after thawing her out , after letting her wake up and acclimate for a little bit, they had done a necessary physical exam, including getting blood drawn. That was when they found that her DNA was similar not exactly identical, but similar to Steve Rogers. Although a nuclear physicist and not a medical doctor or even a psychologist, Dr. Banner had been present for some of the physical exam and now sat in the medical office with the woman as tests were run. He had been on hand at the time, that was really all, and asked to keep her company, and had seen it as a good opportunity to get to know someone who might soon be asked to join the Avengers. Potential team mate, and all that. She was sitting primly in the medical office of the Helicarrier, looking utterly calm for someone who had just been woken up about 50-so years later. He had to admit, she looked great. She was tall and very womanly. Not fat, not even chubby, just fertile and soft. He could see that, even under the nice suit she wore the pencil skirt accentuated her thick thighs, her very round bottom, the way her hips flared out. Her legs were encased in sheer black stockings, her feet in high heels that made a lovely tapping sound when she walked. Her ample breasts were buttoned into a white blouse, but they were all but popping out. But it wasnt just her body. She had stated that she was 42, but her face only had a few cursory lines - some worry lines in her forehead, light crow's feet. She still looked almost ten years younger than her recorded age, and her peach pink skin was almost entirely smooth. Her hair was a dark, chocolate-fudge brunette, long and thick, done up in a loose bun at the base of her neck. Tendrils curled down across her ears, into her heart-shaped faced. She had very bright, green eyes, with square-framed glasses perched on a very regal nose, and her lips were soft, touched with a little bit of red lipstick. And still, that wasnt what astounded Bruce most about it. No, it was that steel trap mind of hers. I mean, they say quantum entanglement wont work because data cannot be sent through a single bond, but if you use trillions to the Trillionth power, well It wasnt very often in his life that Bruce met someone especially a woman that could keep up with him and talk physics with him. He almost laughed as she smiled, chattering on and on she sort of reminded him of Stark, to be honest. So, Miss Myers - The woman grinned. Please, call me Noelle. Or Ellie. I insist all handsome, smart men call me Ellie. How did you get frozen near the same spot as Steve Rogers? As Captain America? Bruce blushed, but tried to hide it as he tried to stay serious. Oh, yes, I suppose that does seem like some serendipitous luck, doesn't it? She laughed, it was a rich, sweet laugh. No tricks though - we were looking for Steve. We would have started sooner, but... I'm sorry, we? Noelle nodded, sipping her coffee and shifting a bit in her chair. Bruce tried not to eye her strong legs as she easily and gracefully changed their position. Yes, Howie and I were hoping to find him. Howie was a friend of his, made his shield, as I was saying, we would have started sooner but Howie was trying to - Wait. Howie? Not Howard Stark? She nodded her head, as if this was the most normal thing in the world. Bruce shook his though, leaning forward. You knew Howard Stark? She laughed, waving her hand at him. Knew him? Dr. Banner, darling, we were official, Howie and I. Oh, he hadn't popped the question, but neither did his father, or his father's father, the Starks are just scared of commitment, like to keep their options open. Her smile turned into a smirk as she examined her well done nails. I kept him happy and occupied though. He couldn't have asked for a better woman than me, someone who kept his mind sharp, someone who prodded him on. His inventions wouldn't have been half as good without my input, I'm a decent engineer myself, you know? And then, when I got pregnant, well... Bruce felt his stomach tighten, his heart fluttering. No, there was no way this could be true. It just couldn't be. She... she couldn't be. And I hated leaving him, he was only 2. You... you had a son with Howard Stark? Yes, his name was - Anthony. Anthony Stark. Noelle's eyes widened as she stared hard at Bruce. Yes. How did you - Please, will you just excuse me a moment, Miss Myers? I'll be right back. He rushed out of the office, fumbling for his cellphone, and managed to press in Tony Starks number with shaking fingers. Tony, pick up, pick up, pick up oh thank God. Tony, you need to get to the Helicarrier. We have a I we just Bruce sighed, running a hand through his hair, wondering how to phrase what he needed to say. Theres someone here that I think youll want to see.