"Avoidance is a wonderful therapy"
― Maggie Stiefvater,

Life begins to have a routine here.

In the morning when she crawls out of bed with her four hours of sleep before the dawn breaks she meets Steve at the Elevator prepped for a run and joins him for the first few miles before they split at the fork in the road and jog alone with their thoughts before coming together to return back to the Tower. Neither one of them calls it home, not yet.

Some days when she manages five hours and knows she's missed the Captain she'll lay in bed, staring at the ceiling seeing Red for longer then she admits even to herself and rises with sounds of Thor in the kitchen on the floor above. Ever since discovering the concept of Brunch it has become his favored meal. Bacon is sizzling in a pan and he's whisking the batter for waffles from the iron sitting on the counter. His boisterous greeting and the ridiculous picture he makes in enough to wipe away some of her melancholy so she hops on a stool and stays away from the food which is the best help she can give—not hindering. The others join eventually and she's the first to slip away, uncomfortable with the open, friendly atmosphere, she'll learn to adjust to it.

She was adaptable.

Clint is at the farm and she misses him everyday—a routine without him seems wrong somehow-she's been her rock for years.

At night she runs into Tony with the odd hours she keeps because they are both haunted by demons who chase away sleep. They don't talk about it because it isn't in their nature but he pours her a drink and she lends him the company of her silence.

Even Pepper is quickly becoming a staple in her life when the CEO can be dragged away from the board rooms of Malibu but for the weeks she has resided at the Tower she has yet to interact with Bruce on any sort of personal level.

He's avoiding her.

It's okay, she's avoiding him too.