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He thrashed around wildly in his very large bed at the compound. Hulk had enhanced strength, but even without enhanced smelling, he could smell Natasha's shampoo and perfume throughout the compound.

He missed her. He didn't regret pushing her away when Ultron was created because he knew he was dangerous back then, but he regretted not saying anything when they met once more.

His mind was always full of their memories together. While their time together was brief, she left an impact on him. Even Hulk liked her, and that was a tough feat.

Bruce rarely slept, but since having Kasia by his side, she made sure he was healthy and strong. She helped with his nightmares, but sometimes he wanted the nightmares. He deserved to be punished, was what he believed. Tony died because he couldn't help, Steve was in hiding, and Natasha died in order to save others.

Bruce was dangerous to be near when he was plagued by his nightmares. He slept heavily, reliving each horrible moment of Thanos and the death of his friends. It was like having Wanda in his mind all over again.

The black cat, curled up in the corner of the room, closed her eyes and crept into Bruce's mind. She weaver through each sequence of nightmares he was reliving and changed them into beautiful dreams.

He stopped thrashing around, and his scrunched-up eyebrows slowly parted, a more relaxed expression on his face.

She put her front paws in front of her and stretched, her butt raised in the air. She crept over to Bruce, jumping onto his bed and crawling up to his large chest before curling up into a ball.

She settled there and closed her eyes, allowing sleep to take over as she was plagued by his nightmares instead.

It was an eye for an eye. In order to save her master from his nightmares, she took them for herself. She didn't mind because she chose him when he summoned a Familiar. She saw something in him that she was drawn to.

And as she was plagued by his nightmares for the night, he witnessed the beautiful memories of his time with the Avengers.