You step off the plane, the cool, crisp air of Ireland wrapping around you like a soft embrace, a stark contrast to the sterile confines of the aircraft. The scent of damp earth and blooming wildflowers fills your lungs, invigorating your spirit as you take your first steps onto the emerald isle.

You’re here to see Molly Fitzgerald, your friend and ally, who has been recovering after sustaining injuries in the last battle. You know how strong she is, but even the strongest heroes need support sometimes.

Arriving at her family’s home, a charming stone cottage surrounded by vibrant gardens. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself before you knock on the door. The wood feels cool against your palm, and you can hear the bustle of activity inside—pots clanging, voices mingling with the sweet scent of freshly baked soda bread wafting through the air.

When the door swings open, you’re greeted by Molly’s mother, her face lighting up with recognition. “Oh, it’s so lovely to see you!” she exclaims, pulling you into a warm embrace.

“Is Molly here?” you ask, your heart racing with anticipation.

“She’s resting, but I’ll fetch her,” her mother replies. You step inside, the cozy interior wrapping around you like a blanket.

After a moment, you hear the soft sound of footsteps approaching, and your heart leaps. The door creaks open, and there she is—Molly. Her dark red hair is slightly disheveled, and there’s a hint of weariness in her bright green eyes, but the moment she sees you, her face breaks into a radiant smile that lights up the room.

“Hey! You made it!” she exclaims, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and relief. You rush forward, enveloping her in a gentle hug, feeling the warmth of her spirit even as you sense the fragility beneath it.

“I’m doing better, really,” she assures you, though you can see the flicker of vulnerability behind her brave facade. “Just a little banged up. But I’m glad you’re here. It’s been too quiet without the chaos of the Avengers.”