Chapter 22

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"What, have I got something on my face?" Banner asks me, looking slightly embarrassed at my palpable amazement at seeing him.

"No, you're fine, I just, I think I... I don't know how to put this." I stammer and Banner looks if possible even more uncomfortable.

"Uh, well, why don't we sit down?" He asks me, glancing at the security guards and they give us some space.

"Yeah, ok, that sounds good." I nod and we walk across the huge entrance to some chairs.

Banner takes a seat, looking at me warily, and I realise how insane I must seem to him, all sweaty and pale in my worse for wear stupid Taylor Swift shirt. I could have picked any fucking shirt and this is the one I go with.

"What can I do you for?" Banner asks me, giving me a soft smile as to encourage me.

"I, uh." I begin again, but I have no clue how to explain what is going on. "This is going to sound insane!" I laugh and place my head in my hands.

"Don't worry, I work with insane people every day, I bet you I've heard worse." Banner tells me and I look up at him.

"Promise?" I hear myself asking like a scared little ten-year-old.

"I promise." Banner smiles kindly and I sigh.

"Ok, I think I'm stuck inside my own brain." I say and notice Banner raises his eyebrows in surprise ever so slightly.

"Ok, wow. Uh, philosophy was never my strongest subject but I guess we all are -stuck inside our own brains, I mean."

"No, you don't get it." I sigh and he laughs.

"Try again then."

"Right. See, the year is 2023." At this, Banner's eyebrows actually shoot up even higher.

"Oh." Is all he says.

"I swear, I'm not insane. I just, I think I was hit in the head, or something-" I scrunch up my face, trying to remember exactly what happened the moment before I woke up in my dorm in 2015. "I was in a battle, I was trying to help Wanda and-"

"Who?" Banner looks at me confused.

"Right, that's just great." I roll my eyes at the ceiling. "I am an FBI agent and-"
"Hmm, you look a little young for that." Banner attempts to joke but quickly stops when he sees the expression on my face. "Sorry."
"In 2023, I'm an FBI agent." I tell him slowly. "I blacked out during a fight, and woke up hundreds of miles away 8 years earlier."

"Ok. Do you have anyone you want me to call who can pick you up or-" Banner begins.

"Ugh, no!" I stand up quickly. "I told you I wasn't insane. I can prove it to you!"
"Yeah?" Banner looks intrigued. "How?"

"I don't know, I can tell you what's going to happen in the future, I guess." I uncertainly shrug my shoulders.

"A fortune-teller." Banner smiles at me.

"No!" I pull my fingers through my hair. "I told you, I've lived it before!"

"Right. Go back to the brain part." Banner asks me and his calm demeanor makes me calm down slightly.

"I think I must still be knocked out or something. The real me, I mean, the me in 2023." I shake my head, trying to understand my situation.

"And this is all an illusion that your brain has conjured?" Banner asks softly and I nod. "Tell me -what's your name again?"

"Olivia." I mutter.

"Tell me, Olivia, have you ever been inside the Avengers Tower?"

I shake my head, frowning.

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