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The Precipice of Lost Memories

Summary: In the aftermath of the camping trip that Darcy, Carol, Kate, Natasha, and Yelena went on where they found a meteor, there is finally going to be a gala thrown to celebrate Darcy’s findings. However, with the meteor’s connection to the Kree, Carol is now forced to become Darcy’s bodyguard. Old threats resurface and new friends are made.

A/N: As a good friend of mine on here would say, this one’s gonna be a longin’ 😂 And honestly, it’s the longest one that I’ve done in a while, lol. I’ll be back to finishing request from the prompt list now, but I wanted to post this and give y’all some closure after the camping trip with our favorite Lifetime Gang 💞 This one also has a lot of stuff (and spoilers) from the Iron Fist show, so y’all be ready unless you’re not planning on watching it or spoilers aren’t a big deal, lol 💞

I hope y’all enjoy! 🥰💖💖💖

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“Y’know, as grateful as I am for your protection, can I say something and you not take offense to it?” Darcy asked abruptly, leaning closer to speak to Carol so that she could be heard over the hubbub of the party around them.

It had been a few weeks since Darcy made her discovery of Kratorium, and she had been able to submit a sample to the government to be officially viewed and considered. They had processed it quickly, and they officially announced it as a new metal with Darcy being responsible for the discover. Tony had made the decision to hold a gala to celebrate her work with a small sample of the meteor being placed in the center of the room to display Darcy’s findings.

“Lou, if I was going to get offended, I would have already gotten there when you said I was like an overbearing helicopter parent,” Carol deadpanned, and Darcy shook her head quickly.

“I’m sorry, okay? I just… I don’t know. It’s been two weeks since the meteor landed and you’ve been following me around everywhere,” Darcy explained, exhaustion reading in her gaze as she looked at the blonde. Carol sighed, nodding.

The fact that Darcy had found the meteor made her a target. Kratorium happened to be a metal that was heavily sought after by the Kree, and it had been a primary goal of many missions that Carol’s old team had taken on. It was an energy source and something that the Kree highly valued. Carol knew that the Kree couldn’t be too far behind, and it was only a matter of time before they sought it out.

Since Darcy’s work was potentially attracting a very real threat, Carol had been assigned as her bodyguard. Darcy was a primary target now, and the Kree would be after her if they did not find the meteor first. It was Carol’s hope that when they came, Carol would instantly be there to take them on and squash the fight out of them.

And if Yon-Rogg showed up… Well, she figured she would deal with that when she got to that point.

Carol could not help but feel like something was going to happen at this party tonight. She was on edge, and she was not planning to leave Darcy’s side even once that night.

The good part was that there would likely not be any sort of disguises on the part of the Kree. They would probably either come in with a bang or try to sneak attack, and while the latter option made Carol uneasy, she figured that she had the advantage because she was trained in the art of recognizing their uniforms from a mile away.

“Trust me, it hasn’t been something I’ve relished. I’ve figured out way more about you than I ever would have wanted to,” Carol replied after a moment, raising her eyebrows as she thought of all she had learned during her time having to guard Darcy.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Darcy questioned, narrowing her eyes. Carol shrugged, taking a swig of the drink she had gotten.

“I’m just saying, I really didn’t need to know that you put hand sanitizer under your arms when you forget deodorant,” Carol pointed out tiredly, leaning against the bar as she looked out over the party.

“Look, it’s only sometimes!”

“Thankfully,” Carol deadpanned, and Darcy sighed, rolling her eyes as she looked back at the party scene before them. Carol scanned the faces around, trying to catch sight of any unnatural-looking people that could be Kree.

“Woah, D, you look amazing!” a voice suddenly fondly declared from nearby them. They both looked to the side and spotted Kate in a purple pantsuit. Darcy was currently in a maroon dress.

“Hey, Kate! You’re not too bad yourself! Hoping to pick up a rich boy?” Darcy joked, and Kate huffed, looking slightly embarrassed as she looked around to try to ensure that no one had overheard the scientist speak. After all, there were tons of people paying attention to her since she was the woman of the hour, and everyone was trying to get a chance to talk to her at least once that night.

Carol smiled, looking at the kid fondly as she noted that Natasha and Yelena were following after Kate not too far back from her, Yelena muttering something to the redhead as Natasha largely kept her attentions on Kate. Natasha was dressed in a pretty black dress and Yelena was in a creamy-white pantsuit.

“Wow, Yelena… You actually clean up nice,” Carol complimented, unable to help her smug grin as she eyed the girl. Yelena shot her a glare, unimpressed despite the compliment.

“I always look nice,” Yelena replied, and Carol raised her hands in a placating gesture.

“Oh, of course. Definitely,” Carol agreed, pretending to be unconvinced just to mess with Yelena a little.

Natasha let out a soft sigh, regarding the people in the party as she glanced over them and studied the guests as she took a sip from her drink. Carol leaned in closer to her to try to keep people from overhearing.

“Haven’t seen anything yet,” Carol stated, and Natasha hummed in agreeance.

“M’kay… Keep a look out,” Natasha told her, speaking softly around the rim of her glass. Carol shrugged.

“It’s what I’ve been doing for two weeks now, and so far, all I’ve seen is way too much information about Lou’s personal hygiene habits,” Carol quipped, and Natasha glanced at her playfully, getting a little too much enjoyment out of her disgust. Carol drew back, refocusing her attention on the room around them.

To her surprise, as she straightened, she realized that there was a couple and another woman behind them approaching their group. Carol instantly tensed up just a bit, examining them carefully.

They did not appear to be a threat, but there was something about the couple that carried something almost warrior-like in the way they carried themselves. There was a definitive discipline to their movements. The woman seemed far more closed-off than the guy, who seemed as if he was dying to speak.

However, the darker-skinned woman behind the both of them seemed relatively easygoing and actually appeared to be texting on a phone or at least working it with considerable ease that would be typical to only a human.

Carol reluctantly let herself relax just the smallest bit. If they were Kree, they would not have even known how to use a smartphone. Despite that, she could not help the slightest bit of distrust.

But to her utmost surprise, the guy did not seem to be primarily focused on speaking to Darcy, instead glancing repeatedly at Kate while pausing for politeness’s sake to speak to Darcy since the entire thing was being held in her honor.

Carol assured herself that this entire thing was not necessarily out of the ordinary. People had been coming to talk to Darcy all night at various points, congratulating her or asking questions about her findings.

“Hi… I just wanted to take the time to congratulate you on your find,” he expressed, offering a small bow, and Darcy looked at him as if he had sprouted two heads. The woman who had to have been his girlfriend remained upright but nodded to Darcy, agreeing with him.

“Thank you. I appreciate it,” Darcy answered, nodding to him somewhat oddly. He offered her a smile.

“Hey, are you Kate Bishop?” the guy questioned, eyeing Kate. Kate’s gaze glinted with something that was almost akin to recognition, but Carol could see that she was having a hard time placing exactly where she knew him from.

“Hi! Yeah, I am. And you are?” Kate questioned, and he nodded to her, a twinkle in his eyes that was oddly innocent and reminiscent of a kid as he extended his hand to her.

“Danny Rand. And this is my girlfriend Colleen,” he introduced, and Kate’s eyes widened a little as she shook his hand and then shook Colleen’s.

“Oh, gosh, I knew I knew you from somewhere! You’re like Mr. Rand’s son, right? Partners with the Meachum’s? You came back from the dead not too long ago,” Kate pointed out, grinning as she looked at him.

The woman standing next to him was eyeing her carefully, and largely remaining quiet as she offered the group a onceover. Carol instantly felt herself on-guard about these two. She was mostly certain they were not Kree, but the past couple of weeks of being constantly vigilant had made her a little paranoid.

“Yeah. That’s me,” he chuckled, smiling kindly as he regarded her.

“Your mother was arrested not too long ago, wasn’t she?” he questioned, sympathy in his eyes as he looked at her, and Kate shrugged, seemingly a little taken aback by the sudden question.

Carol could see Natasha bristling a little, preparing to step in and stop this conversation if it started to make Kate too uncomfortable. Carol noticed that Yelena was paying quite a bit of attention as well and seemed to be on the same page as the redhead.

“Yeah… She was involved in some things that… Well, they just weren’t too good,” Kate tried to vaguely explain the entire thing without going into it too far. She obviously did not want to talk about this too much, and Carol did not blame her at all.

“Was it the Hand?” Danny asked, his eyes narrowing a little as he suddenly looked far too interested. Kate looked at him in confusion, furrowing her brow, and Carol glanced between the two of them as she readied herself to step in if necessary. Of course, she probably would not have to given the fact that Natasha looked ready to put a stop to it herself.

“The Hand?” Kate asked, and Colleen shot Danny a warning glance. He instantly started backing up, a slight nervousness in his gaze.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s not too important,” Danny shrugged, shaking his head as he attempted to dismiss the entire thing.

Kate was about to speak once more, but the woman from behind Danny and Colleen suddenly got off the phone and interrupted, stepping up with them and looking at Darcy first as Danny had done.

“Hi, I’m Claire. Congratulations on the discovery,” the woman from behind them greeted, a smile on her face as she remained easygoing as Carol had assessed her to be. Darcy nodded to her with a smile.

“Thank you! It was kind of a group effort,” Darcy looked at the girls around her, and Kate smiled, her attentions lingering on Danny as his comment about this Hand thing doubtlessly remained lodged in her mind.

However, she seemed to decide to leave that alone at least for now.

“So did you figure out anything about what your mother was involved in?” Danny asked, obviously not leaving his own need for knowledge alone. Kate looked at him oddly.

“Well, she was charged with murder,” Kate explained, laughing slightly nervously, and Natasha returned her attention to him, staring him down.

“Why do you ask?” Natasha questioned, stepping in, and Danny shrugged, opening his mouth to speak. Colleen interrupted him before he could talk, offering an explanation.

“He just has an interest in her because she was someone that worked with Harold Meachum, his father’s business partner. He read a few of the files on her after she got arrested because he was pretty sure he had seen the name before in some documents he’s signed in the past,” Colleen explained carefully, and Natasha looked at her carefully, nodding to her as she accepted the answer.

However, Carol knew that Natasha was far from actually believing the other woman, but the reason she had let it go was because she had accomplished her goal in making them stop questioning Kate about something she was far from comfortable with discussing with total strangers.

“Umm… Nice party you guys are having here,” Danny tried to make small talk, and Darcy nodded.

“Yeah. My boss threw it for me.”

“Who’s your boss?” Danny asked, and Darcy easily answered him.

“Tony Stark.”

“Ah… How long have you been working for him?” Danny questioned, and Yelena narrowed her eyes as she finally spoke up.

“Do you have some kind of sticking your nose in other people’s business problem?” Yelena asked, laying it out there bluntly for him, and Natasha pinched her side softly, trying to stop her from saying such things that were so rude.

“Umm, sorry. I didn’t mean to offend. I’m just curious, that’s all,” he expressed, holding his hands up in a placating gesture.

“Yeah, well, you know what they say. Curiosity kills the kid,” Yelena declared.

“Don’t you mean cat?” Danny tried to clarify, and Yelena glared at him.

“I said what I said,” Yelena shot back, and Claire raised her eyebrows, letting out a breath as she shared a glance with Colleen.

Carol looked out over the crowd, checking once more. She had a strange feeling for some reason, and she was not sure why. It made her even more uneasy than she had been before.

After a brief moment of calm, Carol started to let her guard down.

But then the window suddenly shattered.

The guests screamed, ducking and taking cover, and the heroes in the room simply readied themselves. Even Danny and Colleen did not look too terrified. Claire, on the other hand, looked a bit more nervous.

Carol narrowed her eyes, realizing that they had finally come.

The Kree.

And at the head of them, Yon-Rogg.

His eyes instantly zeroed in on Carol, and he smirked wickedly.

“Vers… How nice to see you again.”

“Can’t say the same for you, unfortunately,” Carol declared, watching his every move. He was standing behind his group of fighters, and they were all decked out in armor.

He tilted his head, eyeing her.

“I’m assuming you know why we’re here,” he stated, and all of the people in the room were frozen, just watching the exchange and not knowing what to do.

“Well, probably not to have a drink and catch up,” Carol sarcastically answered, and he chuckled, shaking his head. Carol moved forward, preparing to fight, and to her surprise, Danny and Colleen were flanking her.

“You still have that same sense of humor. I guess we’ll find out if you have that same amount of uncontrollable emotion, too,” he pointed out, and Carol clenched her jaw.

“You still certainly have that same punchable face,” Carol shot back, and he narrowed his eyes with a smirk before looking at his men.

“Don’t leave here without the meteor or its precise location. Get to work,” he called, and they all withdrew their weapons, starting to walk forward as they came toward Carol.

The people around them started to panic and disperse, and Tony leapt into action to take care of them.

Danny got into fighting position alongside Colleen, the both of them on Carol’s right side. Carol glanced over at them, worry and confusion instantly gripping her. These people were definitely not cut out for fighting the Kree. Even though they appeared to be experienced in some amount with martial arts based on the well-practiced appearance of their stances, they still would not stand a chance against the aliens.

“I hope you’ve got a Plan B or something, because Jackie Chan-ing it isn’t going to cut it for this,” Carol pointed out, trying to offer them some manner of warning, and Danny looked over at her briefly before sharing a glance with Colleen. Colleen offered him a small smile before looking ahead of them at the enemies.

“You’d be surprised,” Danny answered cryptically.

Yon-Rogg smirked, moving away as he disappeared into the crowd of people that were trying to escape. Carol furrowed her brow, her nostrils flaring as she decided she would catch up with him in a moment, needing to take out the Kree so that none of her people got hurt.

They then quickly moved into the fight, Carol blasting powers at several of them as she shot them back into the wall. Carol punched several of them, using full-force as they cracked the surfaces that they crashed into.

One that she grabbed and threw went toward the broken window that the Kree had come in through, and they went flying out.

Tony was guiding civilians out, guarding them as they went, and Steve was trying to fight several of them, having come in to interfere from where he had been remaining undercover. Natasha and Yelena were pulling off an assault of their own, fighting in close proximity as they threw punches and worked off of each other’s momentum to take people out.

During the chaos, Kate had gotten a vantage point up higher and was working on picking them off with her arrows, attempting to pierce their armor.

However, as soon as one of her arrows landed in the leg of one of the enemies, she quickly found out that whatever armor they were wearing had some manner of forcefield, and the arrow was sent shooting out back in the direction it came.

The arrow lodged itself into the wall directly next to Kate’s head, and Kate’s chest heaved with the fear, her eyes wide as she gaped at the arrow that had landed terrifyingly close to her face.

As Yelena stabbed one of them in the gut, she stopped as she stared the man right in the eyes. He grinned cruelly, and she was shot back along with her knife as she rolled across the floor.

“Yelena, I think they’ve got forcefield armor or something!” Kate called somewhat shakily as she got down from her vantage point. Yelena grumbled under her breath before replying aloud.

“No kidding…”

“Yelena, are you okay?!” Natasha called as she hurried over to help her up, and Yelena groaned as Natasha pulled her to her feet. Kate ran to them, looking at the both of them in concern. Natasha gazed over at Kate, examining her wordlessly as she checked for injuries.

“Yeah… My pride’s not doing so great, though,” Yelena complained a little, and Natasha just huffed in reply to her, happening to stop long enough to look in Carol’s direction. Kate followed her gaze, and she gaped at the scene before her.

“Woah,” Yelena muttered, gaping at the other blonde as she breezed through the fight.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen her that… powerful,” Kate admitted.

Carol was glowing unnaturally brightly from her usual luminescence, and she knew it was largely to do with the emotions she was feeling right now. It was taking everything in her not to singe full-on holes into the Kree.

Carol turned to face the rest of them after the ones she had successfully taken out, and she watched as a sword that Colleen had somehow gotten her hands on came flying out of her hands as she was knocked back. She had just stabbed one of them, and Carol quickly came to the conclusion that they must have been using the Kratorium for new armor, using its natural forcefield-like qualities for their own protection as they had discussed doing for so many years.

Carol narrowed her eyes, shooting the one that was approaching Colleen. The woman crashed through the wall, hanging partially in the building and partially outside, and Colleen looked over at Carol from where she was on the ground.

Colleen nodded to her, and Carol offered one in return. She looked back at the scene, trying to spot where Yon-Rogg had disappeared to. She had wanted to clear some of the Kree to help the others, and now that she had, she needed to check the primary target.

It did not take her long to home in on him.

However, she swiftly realized that he had cornered Darcy and had a gun drawn to shoot her with.

Carol narrowed her eyes before darting forward, the golden glow surrounding her blasting people out of the way. She landed just in front of Darcy as Yon-Rogg was about to pull the trigger, and as he pulled it, it simply crashed into Carol’s chest harmlessly, her powers protecting her.

She looked at him, nothing but utter stoniness in her gaze as she stared him down. He just stared back at her in surprise, still holding the gun.

“My turn.”

She blasted him as hard as she could, his body flying as he was sent out of the window.

“Are you okay?” Carol demanded, turning toward Darcy swiftly as she took in the bleeding place on her head from where Yon-Rogg had knocked her to the floor. She did not have time to stop for too long, but she needed to make sure Carol was alright.

“Yeah, I’m fine…. I just… I think I might be sick,” Darcy commented, and Claire was suddenly nearby the both of them, a first aid kit in her hand. Carol had no clue where she got it from, but she was not about to complain.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got her,” Claire assured Carol. Carol nodded, glancing between the both of them before stepping back and away.

“Woah…. The one day I didn’t think to bring my taser, amiright?” Darcy tried to laugh and make it into a joke, her voice shaking which only served to further anger Carol at the man who had dared try to hurt one of her people.

“You’ve probably got a concussion if you’re feeling sick to your stomach. If you need to throw up, just try to aim to the side of you,” Claire explained, and Carol could hear Darcy gagging, Claire’s medical assessment being proven correct.

Carol simply snarled as the protectiveness swelled within her so strongly that pure rage was filling her, stalking toward the window as she glowed brightly.

As she went, she could not help but notice that there were a few other sources of bright light pouring in around her. She dulled her powers just a little as she looked to the side. She quickly noticed Danny with two glowing golden fists, effortlessly blasting through the enemies. Carol raised her eyebrows before turning to look in the other direction.

She quickly realized that Colleen also had a glowing fist, her sword glowing in unison as she took out enemy after enemy.

Carol supposed the both of them did have a Plan B outside of karate. And a good Plan B it was.

Carol levitated out of the window, flying over to where Yon-Rogg had been blasted. Carol slowly stopped glowing as she approached him where he was currently standing. His eyes were practically glowing under the moonlight, and the gleam in them was nothing short of wickedly evil.

“Hmm… I remember this from before. From when you were too much of a coward to face me without all of the help,” he risked.

“And I distinctly remember telling you to go home and give your people a message, but I guess we both have pretty different memories of that day, huh?” Carol bit at him, walking toward him as she tilted her head and eyed him coldly. It was taking everything in her not to completely blow his head off.

“Oh, please. We were never afraid of you, Vers. You never came,” he spat in return, daring to laugh just a little. Carol tilted her head as she paused momentarily in her advance.

“I chose to have mercy on your people. Looks like that was a mistake,” Carol almost growled, narrowing her eyes.

“So confident with your powers… So reckless. I wonder what would happen if you didn’t have the lightshow to back up your threats,” he smarmily challenged, and Carol looked at him, unphased despite the fact that his words still managed to get to her even all these years later.

“I guess we’ll never have to know the answer to that question,” Carol shrugged as she tried her best to force a sense of nonchalance, advancing upon him.

While she had grown to embrace her emotions and the power they had, she also treasured the outcome of holding them back just until the right moment.

Unfortunately, he did know that she was mad, and he was on the prowl despite being the one that was backing away from her. He watched her carefully as he gauged what he would say next to her.

He was seeking to rile her up, and it was easy for Carol to see. Granted, it was definitely working, but she was thankful that she had gotten so much more experience since last time she dealt with him. She was now even more prepared to handle his low blows.

“Face me, Vers. Face me like you couldn’t before. Like you still can’t!” he challenged, glaring at her as he finally paused. Carol looked at him carefully, stopping as she waited for a long moment. She was doing her best to center herself as well as she could.

She slowly let all of her powers melt away from her, leaving just her in her usual form except in nicer clothes than usual given the fact that she had dressed up for the party. Carol approached him carefully and leisurely, and he smirked a little, far too pleased with himself for presumably getting to her.

“Fine. I’ll face you without the lightshow,” Carol assured him, offering the smallest of smiles. She then suddenly launched forward, grabbing him around the neck with one hand firmly as she held him in place, pulling him down so that he was looking her in the eyes.

“But no promises about the parts of the package that don’t involve lights,” Carol raised an eyebrow with a smirk as she firmly punched him in the gut, knocking the breath out of him. She then delivered several punches to his face that were not quite as strong but still left a definitive mark behind.

She then grabbed him by the throat once more, him heaving as he tried his best to regain his breath. She narrowed her eyes at him, leaning it a little more closely.

“And by the way, in case your memory is running a little on the short side like some other parts of you… It’s Carol now,” Carol corrected him before launching him up high into the sky with the sheer force and power of her punch. She watched as he came freefalling back down to the surface, and as he screamed, close to hitting the ground, she flew up and grabbed him by his leg just before he hit it.

He remained completely still before finally looking back at her in horror.

She smirked.

“Now. Shake the poopy from your pants, baby boy, and we’ll take a nice walk to call your men off and give them one last chance to walk home free,” Carol told him. He nodded swiftly, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard. She dropped him on the ground, and then proceeded to land, grabbing him by his collar as she lifted him back up and onto his feet.

She flew him back up through the broken window, seeing that several of the Kree were downed. Unfortunately, several of his squad were still going, and it appeared that Colleen’s and Danny’s respective glowing fists were officially out of juice.

“Hey, dipwads!” Carol yelled, and the Kree turned to look at her, murder in their gazes despite not understanding the slang. They understood the spirit behind it, and that was good enough.

However, as they realized she had their leader, they suddenly looked far more respectful.

Carol held him up by his collar.

“Looking for this?” she asked, and they all just stared at her, not sure what she was going to do next.

“Here’s how it’s going to be. This guy is staying with me, and you all are going back to your planet. And to be super clear, you will never touch the face of this planet again. Because this one is mine,” Carol venomously staked her claim. They looked at one another, and a few of them looked like they might try something.

“And if anyone is getting any ideas, well,” Carol trailed off, shrugging as she looked at Yon-Rogg.

“I’ll take care of you all personally. And I won’t be holding back this time,” Carol warned, and they all looked terrified. They turned their attentions to Yon-Rogg, not sure what to do, and his face remained sour for a long moment.

He finally nodded to them.

And with one last glance amongst themselves, they gathered their injured and they jumped out of the window, fleeing to their ship wherever they had hidden it.

Steve came over to Carol, looking at Yon-Rogg as he furrowed his brow. He met eyes with her momentarily.

“Is this—”

“Yep,” Carol answered simply. She had told him about Yon-Rogg, and needless to say, he was very much not a fan after all that the man had done to his girl.

Steve narrowed his eyes at him, anger burning in his eyes.

“I can take him,” Steve told her, and she smiled softly, leaning in and kissing his cheek just to rub it in Yon-Rogg’s face that she actually was moving on with her life and had gotten a life outside of the one that the Kree had fabricated for her.

He gaped at them, and Steve grabbed him, dragging him away rather roughly. Tony joined the both of them, offering some manner of sarcastic quip about Steve needing a leash on him.

Carol smiled softly before looking at the group that had gathered near her. Natasha had a gentle look of tired happiness on her face, and Yelena was even smiling fondly at her. Kate had a goofy, wide grin on her face from where she was standing on the other side of Natasha, apparently still riding the adrenaline rush from the fight. Colleen and Danny were standing nearby as well, breathing heavily.

Carol then looked over at Darcy where Claire had helped her to her feet to come and see. Based on the very unhappy look on Claire’s face mixed with concern, it was doubtlessly at Darcy’s own insistence.

However, after just a moment of Darcy looking at Carol, she pushed away from Claire, walking over to Carol. Carol grinned at her, and to her surprise, Darcy suddenly hugged her, her much shorter form collapsing against her.

“Thank you,” Darcy expressed, and Carol chuckled warmly after getting over the initial shock, wrapping her arms around Darcy in return.

“You’re welcome, Lou,” Carol told her gently, squeezing her softly for a long moment.

When Darcy pulled away, Kate reached out an arm, wrapping it around her as she gave her something to lean on. Carol straightened, looking at the group before centering her attentions most primarily on Danny ass he remembered his glowing fist.

“Hey, that was some pretty amazing fighting, karate kid,” Carol complimented Danny, and he huffed, smiling in reply to her.

“Thanks.”

“Have your fists always lit up like that?” Natasha questioned, looking at Colleen and Danny. Colleen shrugged, somewhat out of breath as she gazed at the redhead.

“Not really… It’s kind of a long story,” Colleen finally settled for saying.

“Trust me, we have time,” Yelena told her, and Colleen offered a grin to them.

“That’s good, but let’s discuss it on the way to the hospital. She probably needs an actual examination to make sure I didn’t miss anything,” Claire explained, pointing at Darcy where she was currently leaned against Kate.

They all started to head out, and Carol smiled as she let out soft, deep breath.

It was all taken care of. Darcy was safe and her work remained where it should be.

Carol would never let the Kree take anything from her again.

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