Steve pounded at the barrier again, tears in his eyes, both for his teammate, and for the memory of the Doctor he had known. "Doc," he called again, his voice pleading. "Please, Doc. You're not a killer. Don't do this."
He didn't want to watch, not wanting to see the destruction of his friends. Not again. He still hadn't found Bucky. What if this just proved that Stark was right? Steve Rogers had no friends, deserved none. Even his teammates weren't safe around him. He was failing them, all of them.