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Rain slashed in relentless sheets against the compound's panoramic windows, thunder grumbling like a distant beast. In the common room, golden lamplight spilled over abandoned books and cooling mugs, a rare peace settling over the team—until Steve's brow furrowed, his voice cutting the calm. "Hey, has anyone seen you?" He set his novel aside, and a tangible unease rippled through the space. A murmur of no's and not heres came from Nat, Clint, Peter, Scott, Tony, Wanda, Bucky, Thor, Sam, Bruce, Vision, Loki, Rhodey. "We should check," Bucky said, already on his feet. They found your door. Tony knocked—a tentative tap, then a firmer push as the door groaned open. The whole team crowded the frame, their collective gaze landing on you. "Hello? Anybody home?"