"STARK! GET TO THE MEDICAL LAB!" Thor yelled up to the tower, booming voice loud enough that both Steve and Tony heard loud and clear what was being said, racing to floor 22 to prepare the stations. Barton soon joined, heading the commotion, and moved the equipment to one area with Steve.

Thor charges in and places Casiel on the hospital-grade bed, Stark activating multiple machines assessing her condition. Pepper rushes to place monitors on her fingers, assessing heart rate. It was weak, but it was there.

Loki appears beside Thor, hiding his expression, but concerned. "What happened to the kid?"

"She fell from the sky" Thor spoke quieter, concentrating.

"We need an oxygen tank" Pepper spoke outwardly.

"On it" Loki hastened, disappearing and reappearing a moment later, holding the large metal cylinder.

Pepper had to control Bruce when he entered the room, almost having a nervous breakdown where he stood.

"She's alright! She's okay!" Pepper was close to frantic trying to calm him, holding his shoulders. Tony had to step in, wrapping his arms tightly around his best friend, calming him.

"She's safe. She's home, Brucie."

Casiel remained motionless, the sound of wings crashing filled the room, followed by a loud crash. Everyone swung around, Balthazar laying weakly on his side, wings disappearing.

"What on Midguard is that thing?" Loki questioned, eyeing the wings as they faded.

"That's the other angel" Vision spoke pointedly, bravely assisting Balthazar to stand. "What happened?"

"F-Fight...w-war, violence, s-so much-" Balthazar collapses, falling against Vision, who placed him on a second hospital bed with ease.

"So not one angel, but two" Barton scratched the back of his head, adjusting his hair nervously.

"We've never met an angel beyond Cas, how do we help heal her?" Steve commented.

Footsteps were heard loudly, Rachel, Kara, Morgan and Luke burst into the room.

"CAS!" They all cry, rushing to stand beside the bed.

"Be careful, please" Vision holds out his arm to distance them, "she may need space."

"What the hell happened to her?!" Luke panicked, desperately looking around. His Father calmed him, resting his arm around his son's shoulder.

"We're not sure yet, but we know she'll be alright."

Bruce had finally calmed as he sat beside the bed, holding Casiel's hand gently, silent whispering to her that she was home, safe, and that please God wake up angel-

By the time morning rolled around, Casiel had neither progressed nor deteriorated, showing no progress but stability.

"And you let us know if anything happens?"

"I will immediately. I love you 3000 baby" Tony spoke to Morgan softly, kissing her forehead and sending her on the way to school with the other anxious teammates.

"I feel awful having to leave here there, it's not the same without her" Luke sighed softly, kicking a rock with his foot.

"I do too, but we cannot benefit her by standing around waiting. She'd want us to keep fighting like she is" Rachel spoke articulately, patting Luke's shoulder gently.

"Roger's has a boyfriend!!" Brittany's snarky comment came from just outside the school gate.

"Keep walking" Rogers instructed firmly, eyes rolling.

"She's probably sluttin' around with him" Mackenzie, Brittany's right hand 'yes man,' spat with a condescending tone.

"What did you just say?" Morgan swung around, starting towards them. "I said, what did you f$cking say!!"

"What does it matter to you, insignificant little wh-"

The anger finally bubbled over. Morgan's rage, against everything that had happened to her life, to her friends, to her team.

The stunning blow straight across Brittany's face, cracking against her nose.

Stark was at the end of her tether. A second blow to the cheek and Rogers restrained her.

"Stark! Stark!! That's enough!!"

Rogers was thrown backwards as Brittany pounces on Morgan, punching her violently, fists bloodied but relentless. The only teacher on duty made no effort to stop the fight, even while Luke and Rachel tried to intervene. Morgan looked over with a bloodied face to Rogers.

'Stark had gotten in way over her head.'