Doctor Christina Raynor sat across the table from Bucky and Leyla, a book rested on her lap and a clicked pen in hand. Her steady gaze radiated authority as she spoke, making it clear that they were in a serious situation.

"So, you both know why you're here. This is a final warning," she began, crossing her arms and staring between the two with an expectant glint in her eye. "Either you learn to get along, or you'll be cut from the Avengers team. You may not be babies, but you act like it. The fate of the Avengers hanging upon your ability to work together. After all you both know this is, an ultimatum."

She addressed Bucky first, her steeliness in her stare daring him to defy her. "Let's start simple, okay?" Doctor Raynor turned to Leyla, nodding encouragingly. "Why do you both think you can't get along?"

With her notebook ready and her pen poised, she waited for their responses, her patience wearing thin.