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You wake in a bed that is not your own. You get up and start looking at your surroundings, realizing that you don’t recognize the room you are in.

It’s still dark out. This has to be a dream. I can’t be here. Hold on, pull it together. You’ve first got to figure out where you are.

After finding the closest thing that could double as a weapon, a small hand-held mirror, you slowly open the door and make your way out to the hallway. You take great care to be quiet as you go down the hall, rounding the corner and freezing as you realize you turn into a very packed living room. You stand there in awe as you quickly recognize who is sitting in the room.

Tony Stark. Natasha Romanov. Clint Barton. Bruce Banner. Steve Rogers. Wanda and Pietro Maximov. Thor and Loki Odinson. Bucky Barnes. Peter Parker. Vision.

No. Way. It’s the Avengers! What the fuck?!

Wait, why do I know them? How did I get here?

Your brain is racking to think of what to do, if you speak up, if you just leave. Ultimately, you decide to head back to the room you came from. As you start to back away, you accidentally back into the wall and can’t help the small noise that escapes you. All pairs of eyes dart to you and you freeze, looking like a deer caught in headlights.

Natasha is the first to speak up. “Who are you?”

“Where did you come from?” Tony questioned.

“So much for those security protocols Tony,” Steve says sternly. You start to panic, knowing that you don’t belong here, you drop your improvised weapon and start to run back in the direction that you came, only to smack hard into a chest.

“Did you really think that would work?” Loki says with a slight chuckle. You just stare at him, silenced by the mischievous and…curious look in his eyes. How did he do that? He was just…but…I don’t…what?

Loki grabs your forearm and leads you back to the room where the rest of the Avengers are waiting. Loki keeps the gentle but firm grip he has on your arm.

“There must be a reasonable explanation for this. I mean this place is plastered with cameras; can’t we just watch them?” Tony reasons. Everyone starts shaking their heads in agreement, shockingly including your own. “F.R.I.D.A.Y., pull up the security footage starting at 11pm last night.”

The flat screen on the living room turns on and starts to play the footage where they find…nothing in the room you came out of. “Fast forward please, I don’t want to be looking at nothing for hours.”

You fight a giggle as the video speeds up, there is more nothing. Until a bright green light appears and you appear on the bed, undisturbed by the apparent teleportation that just occurred and continue to sleep. You lay completely still, blissfully unaware that you are not where you started the night. The video stops and there is only complete silence.

Everyone stares at the screen for a beat, then all eyes move to you, except Loki’s who is still staring at the screen in disbelief. The silence breaks and the questions begin to flood in.

“What powers do you have?” “Are you even from this world?” “Do you have any family we could call?” You cannot even begin to answer one question before another is asked, cutting you off. It’s not until Wanda shoots a red beam up towards the ceiling that everyone stops talking, giving her a grateful look in return.

“This is not the best way to go about this.” Wanda states. “All of you badgering her isn’t going to help.”

“She seems unable to answer simple questions,” Tony interjects.

“You haven’t given her the chance to answer anything before asking the next,” Wanda retorts.

“Let’s start with your name, my lady. What is your name?” Thor points out. A pregnant pause encapsulates the group.

“Do you know your name?” says Bruce, echoing Thor’s question.

“I…I don’t remember anything.” you say sheepishly, wishing you could disappear. Loki senses your anxiety and speaks up.

“I think it would be best for this little one to stay here for the time being, help her figure out how she can get back to whence she came.”

The suggestion is met by more silence, except from Tony who turns to look at Loki and coughs as he tries to cover his laughter. The rest of those in the room, with the exception of Thor of course, are very curious to potential ulterior motives Loki might have. You are thankful for the offer while trying to ignore that it puts everyone else but Thor on edge.

“How about Steve and I take her down to the lab and do some blood work, maybe her DNA will be in a database somewhere.” Bruce quietly interjects. “Is that ok?” the question directed at you. You look to Wanda and Loki before answering. This does not go unnoticed by Steve.

“Yeah, I guess so. Can Wanda and Loki come with me?” Bruce looks to Wanda who nods immediately. Loki is about to say no, but he looks down at your worry filled eyes and caves, unable to do anything but nod.

“It’s settled then. Tony can set up your room and the rest of you will figure out food. Maybe pizza, something easy.” Steve instructs. As everyone goes their separate ways and you follow Loki and Wanda into the lab, a sinking feeling of dread overcomes you.

This is not going to be solved easily.

******

“Alright, all done with the blood draw. Now I’m going to take your fingerprints, if you are in the system, we should get a match within the next couple days,” Bruce says.

“So, I’m at least stuck here ‘til then, unless I remember who I am,” you respond. You look at your hands and fidget before Bruce takes your left hand to start taking prints, the thought of being stuck here makes you incredibly anxious. At this point, you’re just hoping that you’re coming across nonchalantly.

Yeah, this totally happens all the time. Just teleporting to an unknown time and location. Just a usual weekday.

Unbeknownst to you, Loki and Wanda could hear your thoughts rattling on and on and gave each other a small knowing look. Steve stepped up to be in front of you now that Bruce had finished, hoping that he could get some helpful information.

“Do you have any idea if you have any family nearby? Or an apartment or home?” Steve asks you.

“I…can’t remember anything. I barely remember going to sleep in the room I was in before I ended up here,” you answer sadly. “I wish I did. I want to know what I left behind. If I left anyone behind.”

“Well, until you do figure anything out, you are more than welcome to stay here.” Wanda reassures. “There are lots of people here for you to lean on if you need it.” Every word that left her mouth had you relaxing. You knew in that moment that you were going to rely on her heavily to keep you distracted. Then there was Loki who, for some unknown reason, you were drawn to in a similar and yet different way.

The way he was standing right now was piquing your interest. While Wanda was parked slightly behind Steve, he was almost hovering behind you very protectively, silently questioning all the stuff Bruce had been doing. He hadn’t left your side since you bumped into him on your initial get away attempt, which was very comforting to you. Still don’t know how he did that. You gather some courage, looking to start asking your own questions.

“I want to know where I am,” you ask, willing your voice to stay calm.

“You are in Avengers complex in New York,” Steve answers, confirming your suspicions as to why you recognized their faces and names.

“This might sound silly, but what year is it?” That raises a slight smirk and chuckle out of Loki, who answers your question as he moves into your eyeline to the right.

“It’s September 2023.” Your body relaxes instinctively, which is a good sign. “Do you think that this is the same year and month that you experienced before you ended up here?”

“I think so, but I have no reason to believe otherwise.” Looking directly at Loki, you ask “Do you think that I did this myself?”

“I believe it is possible,” he responds. “I have my own methods of testing that I could do if you wanted to find out. I assume you are talking about the possibility of magic.”

“Yes, given that you managed to beat me in the hallway despite being behind me when I started to run. Not to mention the big green ball of light that got me here.” That earns another small chuckle from Loki for your second moment of bravery.

“I would help as well,” Wanda adds, moving to your other side and putting her hand on your back, her thumb rubbing small circles.

“Alright, I’m all done with everything,” Bruce interjects. “It should also be getting close to dinner time as well if you’d like to come eat.”

“Dinner has arrived,” F.R.I.D.A.Y. announces as if on cue. “Thanks F.R.I.D.A.Y.,” Steve responds. “Loki and Wanda will show you your room after dinner.”

As you make your way to dinner, your mind wonders with a million questions, Wanda and Loki noticing your silence but choose not to press. The meal is pizza like Steve had suggested, but it’s a wide variety of pizzas with multiple different toppings, leaving you slightly overwhelmed at your choices. You pick up a plate, then hesitate, feeling like you do not deserve this, but a reassuring nod from Wanda tells you it is ok. You settle for pepperoni and wait for everyone else to be seated before you take the last open seat next to Loki. You notice that he appears to be a bit of an outcast in the group as he sits at the corner of the table, endearing you to him.

Dinner comes and goes pretty casually given the situation. No one asked any uncomfortable questions which puts your mind at ease. As promised, after dinner Loki and Wanda showed you to your room. It was not the same one that you woke up in, figuring that it was probably for the best. You don’t think that you would have been able to fall asleep in that room again, although to be honest, you’re not sure you’re going to be doing much sleeping tonight. Your room next to Loki’s and across from Wanda’s room, another comfort.

“If you need anything at all, I’m just a knock away,” Wanda offers.

“Same goes for me, little one,” Loki echoes. “I’m sure you just want some time to process this on your own.”

You smile a sad smile and nod, say goodnight, and shut the door to your room.

Alone, finally. Only a few thoughts circle your brain, most of them involving this room. You start to truly take in your surroundings, the room very similar to the one you woke up in, crisp white walls, little decoration, lifeless. Attached was a massive bathroom for one person, you couldn’t believe the size. You decide a shower would be best for calming your nerves. It has the desired effect, and you soon realize you are way more exhausted than you thought you were. As soon as your head hits the pillow, you are fast asleep.

*****

Loki

Loki was still awake, reflecting on the events of the day.

She is unlike anyone I’ve ever seen. I felt her presence as she slowly walked up, pulling me from my usual disregard at the conversation occurring. She didn’t notice me looking at her, staring really, as I spot her, ginger curls a crazy mess, her enchanting eyes, one blue and one green, very unusual for a mortal woman. I’d have to make a note of that.

The sound she made when her back hit the wall made me smile, ever so slightly, and then I saw the fear as her eyes opened wide. I knew she was going to run; I couldn’t let her get away that easily. Luckily, teleportation was something that I mastered from a very young age, so catching her was a simple task. “Did you really think that would work?” As soon as her head hit my chest and she looked into my eyes, she had me in her grasp, whether that was her intention or not. I know I have to protect her at all costs. She will become the reason for my smile and laughter in the days to come.

******

During the first two weeks of you being at the compound, you mostly stick to being around Loki and Wanda. You mingle with the others during the day, mostly Steve and Bucky. Peter teaches you pop culture when he’s at the Tower, even though you don’t get most of it. There’s been no luck on your memories yet, but you’re trying not to let it affect you too much.

You were currently hanging out on a couch reading a book that Loki had let you borrow when Wanda practically floats into the living room and sits down next to you.

“We should do a movie night tonight,” she says while looking to see your reaction.

“That could be fun, did you have a movie in mind?”

“Ok, get this, there’s this actor, Tom Hiddleston, who looks just like Loki, and I want to prank him. The movie is called Crimson Peak and I’m hoping that the title will get him to want to watch it with us.”

“Are you trying to get stabbed?” you say laughing.

“Oh, come on, you know it’s a great idea. Pleeaaaaase?” Wanda pleads as she gives you puppy dog begging eyes.

“Alright, alright, but you’re the one who gets to ask him. This was all your idea if it backfires,” you insist. The man in question wanders into the living room and you both look over and make eye contact with him.

“What?” he questions.

“I would like to do a movie night tonight,” Wanda states.

“With everyone? Absolutely not, I’m not being subjected to another one of Tony’s movie choices.” Loki says with a hint of disgust in his voice.

“No, just you, me and this one,” Wanda says, pointing at you.

“Wow, this one? Might as well be thing 3 at this rate,” you joke.

“Now that I could be tempted to partake in. Has a movie already been picked?”

“Yeah, I picked one called Crimson Peak. It’s a horror romance movie I found. The female actresses are pretty,” Wanda says, blocking her real thoughts of why she wants to watch it.

“Sounds promising enough. After dinner?

“Yup! Just come to my room and we’ll watch it in there.”

That’s exactly what you do. You and Loki help with cleanup and then start to walk to Wanda’s room.

“So do you know what this movie is about?” Loki asks.

“Nope, all I know is what Wanda said. I figured if I want to enjoy this movie, it would be best to not get a synopsis like Tony does on movie nights with the whole group.” At that moment you get to Wanda’s room and let yourselves in. You quickly settle on Wanda’s bed, Loki to your right, Wanda to your left. You shoot Wanda a knowing look as the movie starts. There’s a scary bit at the beginning that has you hiding behind your hands, but it’s only a few more minutes until Sir Thomas Sharp appears on screen.

Shit, he really does look like Loki. He’s so very attractive and your mind starts to wonder if Loki would look good in this period outfit that Thomas Sharpe is currently wearing. Wanda nudges you before too long and nods her head towards Loki, and you turn and see his mouth wide open.

“What’s the matter Loki?” you whisper.

“I see why you actually wanted to watch this movie,” Loki answered, shooting a pointed look at Wanda.

“What do you mean, Loki?” she jokes.

“You think that this Thomas Sharpe looks just like me and you thought that it would be funny.”

“Well, it’s really Tom Hiddleston, but yes,” Wanda retorts. “I thought you’d find it funny.”

“It wasn’t totally silly, but I do wish I had his outfit. Do you think I’d look good in it?” Loki said looking between either of you. Your eyes widen and a smile grows on his face. “Maybe if you’re good I’ll put a suit on for you.”

Your brain practically melts at the thought of Loki dressed in a Victorian era suit. Your train of thought then wanders to Wanda in Edith’s yellow dress. You sit quietly for the rest of the movie, and surprisingly, all three of you are completely enthralled in the movie. The movie goes on and as the action kicks up, you grab each of their hands. You hold your breath Edith is trying to leave in the elevator before getting stopped by Thomas.

“You lied to me!” Edith exclaims.

“I did,” Thomas answers.

“You poisoned me.”

“I did.”

“You told me you loved me.”

“I do.”

You’re grasping onto each of their hands tight as your heart desperately hopes that the two of them can have their happy ending. You look over at Loki and he is laser focused. You look over to Wanda who is all tears ever since Thomas said he loved Edith, so she’s trying not to become a complete blubbering mess. The movie ends and the three of you all take a collective breath.

“Well, safe to say we all agreed that was a good movie,” you say, looking to Loki while you gave Wanda a minute to clear her cheeks of tears.

“I will admit that this Tom fellow does look a lot like me, although if we could maybe not watch another movie with him in it for a while. It felt like I was watching myself in another life.”

“Did you like it, Wanda?”

“Are you kidding? I loved it. I was so glad that he did the right thing, especially since it ended up that he wasn’t going to be with her.” Wanda was proving to be the most hopeless romantic out of the three of you, to the surprise of no one.

You looked down at your hands and realized you were still holding onto both of their hands and begin to blush.

“What about you, darling?” Loki asked.

“I really enjoyed it. I mean Thomas was easy on the eyes, Edith was incredibly naïve but that worked for the movie. Now all I want to do is dress in some of her outfits, I bet I’d feel like a princess,” you intend to rattle on and on about the movie when you start to feel small circles being rubbed on the back of your hand by Loki. Your body becomes wrecked with desire, and you pull your hands from theirs and stumble out of the room. “Well, that was fun. We should totally do this again and ok bye,” you rushed as you slammed the door behind you and practically sprinted to your room.

You shut your door and put your back to the door as you slide down to the floor. Your heart is racing, and you can still feel their hands on yours. You’re kicking yourself mentally for leaving like that, but clearly you were not thinking straight. I barely know them; it’s only been two weeks. What is happening to me?

What if I actually want Loki? What if I actually want Wanda? How could I want them both?

I am so in over my head.

******

For the next month, the debate about how you would even pick between the two of them keeps you up most nights. When you do sleep, you think back to that very first movie night and it goes much further than that. You wake up most nights breathless and as if you can feel the lingering hands all over you. At least I have something to look forward to every night.

Almost every night since that first movie night, the three of you will sit in Wanda’s room and watch a movie together. Sometimes you just simply sit in silence and watch the movie, and other nights you have deep conversations about life and your fears. You feel completely comfortable around them and opening up to them is easy.

“Movie night tonight?” you ask Loki as he passes you by in the living room.

“You know it. Whose turn is it to pick?”

“Wanda.”

“Are we placing bets on if it’s a romantic comedy or anything else?” Loki jests.

“Nah, my money is on romantic comedy. Our girl likes what she likes.”

“Oh really? You confident about that? How about this; if you’re wrong, you get to sleep in my bed with me. If I’m wrong, I have to sleep on the couch while you and Wanda sleep in her bed.”

Oh. My. God.

“You’re on.”

After dinner comes and you both are in Wanda’s room going through the movie collection. Your heart is threatening to beat out of it’s chest. You are trying to keep your thoughts to yourself, so Wanda isn’t influenced by them as she picks.  

“Ooooo, this one! 27 Dresses!” Wanda exclaims. You look over to Loki for any kind of recognition.

“Have you seen that one before?” you ask him.

“No, I haven’t. What kind of movie is it?” Loki says.

“It’s a romantic comedy,” Wanda says as she gets it set up. You make eye contact with Loki, daring him to say anything about your deal.

“Alright, let’s get it started,” you cede.

You plop in the middle of Loki and Wanda on her bed, Loki to your right, Wanda to your left, the same way it’s been since that first movie night. The movie starts and you allow yourself to become consumed by it. Wanda and Loki were both watching your reaction, but for different reasons. Wanda has obviously seen this movie before and hopes that you love it as much as she does. Loki has absolutely no interest in the movie but wants to see your reaction and is simply enjoying spending more time with you and Wanda now.

As the movie continues, you relax against the headboard. Loki’s arm has extended across your shoulders, and you find yourself leaning into the crook of his arm. You try not to react to being basically cuddled up to the god of mischief and keep watching the movie. Wanda tears her gaze from the movie and looks at you and Loki cuddled up together and gives a small smile. She feels like she’s missing out, so she looks at you, waiting for any signs of rejection, while she lays a hand across your thigh. Your heart flutters, you’ve been wanting to make a move for a couple of nights now, but it seems they both decided to be brave first.

The movie ends and none of you want to be the first to move. Loki looks at you and is the first to break the silence. “What did you think of the movie?”

“It ended exactly as I thought, but I still loved it,” you admit. “You certainly know how to pick ‘em Wanda,” you add as you stare up at him from his shoulder.

“Would you like to reveal your deal to Wanda, dear?”

“Hey! You started it! I simply just picked correctly.”

“Can someone enlighten me on what you are talking about?” Wanda interjects.

“Loki made a bet on what kind of movie you would pick. I said you would pick a romantic comedy, Loki didn’t believe you would have picked one, so I won, and he lost,” you brag.

“Well done, draga moja. Do you win anything for this bet?” Wanda asks.

“Oh yes, she gets to sleep in your bed tonight and I am banished to the couch,” Loki adds.

“Is that so? Well, it is getting rather late, wouldn’t you say?” Wanda says before pulling you away from Loki and into her arms instead. “You’ve been banished, sir.” You giggle as she pulls back the covers and cover the both of you, tucking you into the crook of her arm. “Good bet, Loki. You should lose more often.”

“Are you kidding? All he wants to do is win; I just know your movie choices better than he does.”

“Yes, yes, darling. I lost, you won, now get to sleep.” Loki sets himself up on the couch and before going to sleep, he takes a long look at you two and smiles.

You feel sleep to overtake you as your body relaxes into Wanda’s arms, the ghost of Wanda’s lips pressing a kiss to your forehead.

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Another month passes by with no hit on your prints or DNA. Tony and Bruce had combed through every database they had access to and still came up with nothing. At this point, you had become less weary of everyone else in the compound, slowly getting used to the sheer number of people living there. Loki and Wanda are easily your closest friends, although Loki was proving to be hot and cold. Wanda was just effervescent, everything she did brought a smile to your face and kept you distracted from whatever was bothering you.

At present, you still recovered no memories of your time before teleporting to the tower. You’d spent time with Nat and Clint who worked through some techniques on focusing your mind and removing barriers mentally. Steve and Bucky spent time in the common room with you, watching shows that they hadn’t seen and you clearly couldn’t remember, so it was nice to bond over it together. You had only spent a little bit of time in the lab with Tony, he was a little too scatterbrained at the beginning for your liking, but you got used to it.

Tomorrow you would approach the conversation of finding out if you had powers. It had been held off to see if they could find anything in a database at the insistence of Loki and Wanda. They simply argued that if you had done the teleporting, if they tried to test it without any information and you teleported out of the compound, there was little way for them to find you again. Tony finally put his foot down and said that two months was enough time. It was put to a vote and unfortunately, it went in Tony’s favor. You didn’t hold it against him and understood why he was getting impatient; you just didn’t want to come to terms with the thought of potentially leaving. Loki went to his room in a huff, Wanda shooting you an apologetic look. You followed suit and went to bed that night anxious for tomorrow and tossed and turned before sleep overcame you.

Loki

How dare they! They’re taking her away from me. What happens if something goes wrong and she is just gone? He can’t seem to get her out of his head. Far too riled up from the vote not going his way, he abandons the notion of sleep and instead picks up a book. As he approaches completion of the book some time later, he feels a certain unease in his chest. He looks at the clock and discovers that it is almost 1am, hoping that you were asleep. He raises his hand to create a duplicate of himself to watch your door like he has for almost every other night that you’ve been here when he hears a scream.

You

You find yourself in a dark room, you feel an intense throbbing in your back, like something had been wedged in between your shoulder blade and your spine. Every breath you take increases the stabbing pain, making the edges of your vision blur. I just want this to end. Death doesn’t scare me anymore. A deep voice interrupts your thoughts, laughing at you. “Silly girl, death is not an escape for you.” You scream as the pain moves from your shoulder to your head, feeling like it could rip apart. “You will do what I want of you, you insolent girl, whether it is of your own free will or not.”

You jolt awake with a scream covered in sweat, shaking, unable to catch your breath. Disorientation overwhelms you, sending you into a full-blown panic. After trying and failing to calm down, you realize that you have something, or someone, that might be able to help. Stumbling to your feet from your bed, you hurry to Loki’s door, bringing your hand up to knock. The door swings open before you touch it, and Loki takes one look at you and immediately invites you into his room.

“I thought I heard you, little one,” Loki says as he shuts the door behind you. You walk just far enough to get into his room. You stop walking forward and are staring at the ground as you continue to shake, unable to string any thoughts together. The tears that you fought so hard to keep hidden fall the second you feel his eyes on you once more, feeling more vulnerable than you did in your room. Loki’s hand on your arm snaps you out of your mind.

“I’ve made a mistake, I shouldn’t be here,” you say as you start to head back to the door.

“Not so fast, you are safe here. I just want to help you. We need to get you calmed down first. Look at me.” You don’t raise your eyes to meet him. “That wasn’t a request, darling. Look at me.” You finally cast your gaze upwards, tears still streaming down your face. “That’s it. Look at my chest and make your breathing match mine, deep slow breaths.” Loki starts the pattern, you follow, his fingers wiping your tears off your cheeks as you do so. Eventually, the tears cease and your breathing calms, your eyes never leaving Loki’s chest.

“I’m so sorry,” you apologize. “I tried to calm down on my own, but I just couldn’t do it.”

“Do you know what triggered it?”

“I had a nightmare, or maybe it was a memory. I’m not sure.”

“May I?” Loki asks, lifting his hand and gesturing towards your head. Your brows furrow in confusion before understanding what he means. “I will only see what occurred in your dream tonight, nothing more.”

After a moment of thinking, you agree. “I need to start looking for answers, maybe this will open the flood gates.” Loki nods and raises his hand, stopping barely an inch away from your head.

“Ok, ready?” You nod and brace, grabbing onto his other arm for support. You thought it would feel like an invasion once his magic entered your body, but instead it’s a sense of calm and warmth, a welcome feeling. You can feel him prodding your mind, only looking for the nightmare that started it all. Once he finds it, he flinches at the pain. He pushes past his feelings to try to look for any indication of answers but find none.

True to his word, he stops after viewing only the nightmare. The warmth leaves your body and his eyes open to find yours again.

“I’m sorry little one, I didn’t see anything that might help you,” Loki admits. “I wish there was.”

“Well…it was worth a shot. Thank you for your help. With everything,” your head looking down as you answer, still embarrassed that you ruined his sleep.

“None of that darling, I was already awake. I was far too riled up from the vote to fall asleep,” Loki admits honestly. Something about you just makes him want to be honest with you. You sense that he is telling the truth, in awe of why he would do that with you. It makes you feel…safe. You have a question you want to ask him, but as you open your mouth, you hesitate.

“What is it?” Loki asks.

“Can I stay in here? I can sleep on the couch or something. I just don’t want to be alone tonight,” you sheepishly admit.

“Of course,” he answers with a soft smile. “Take the bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.” You begin to argue with him, but he silences you with a look.

“Fine, but if you insist on me taking the bed, at least let me shower first. I’m all sweaty and don’t want to make your bed gross.”

That earns you an actual chuckle. “Alright then, you can use my bathroom if you so desire.” You follow him into his bathroom and shut the door behind him as he leaves. Loki’s mind can’t help but wonder what it would be like to join you. He makes quick work of purging that thought from his mind, otherwise he would never be able to sleep without taking care of the growing bulge in his pants.

One shower later, you crack open the door, hiding behind it. “Can you get me some different clothes?” You feel bad for asking, it’s more of an attempt to continue the reset on your brain so you can get a little bit of sleep tonight. Careful to hide behind the door, Loki passes you some clothes. You realize that these are not any of the clothes that Tony had left in your room. You hold the pants up to your legs and note that they are far too long. “I didn’t mean your clothes. Are you sure about this, Loki?”

“I’m positive,” he responds. You pull on the shirt and sweatpants he provided and emerge from the bathroom. Loki tries to hide the smile as he sees you in his clothes that are far too big for you, the pant legs dragging on the ground as you walk. You also notice that his eyes pause for a second on your chest, his pupils darken slightly, and you notice bulge that was refuses to stay hidden, despite his best attempts to hide it. Ok, calm down, there are more important things, like getting a good night’s sleep. Well, at this rate, just some sleep would be nice. You walk past him and get into the bed, casting him one last look.

“Last chance to kick me out,” you joke as you feel your eyes getting heavier, the shower doing the intended job of helping you relax. Loki almost scoffs at you for inquiring again, even though you are 90% sure of the answer.

“Not a chance. Now please do us both a favor and try to rest,” Loki fires right back. That earns a small smile from you, the first one he has seen since you knocked on his door. You reluctantly lay down and close your eyes, willing sleep to wash over you, unaware that the efforts were being aided by a certain god who has taken a seat on the couch. Watching the calm rise and fall of your chest after you have fallen asleep, one thought crosses his mind.

This woman will be the glorious death of me.

******

You wake up the next morning, recalling the events of last night. You slowly open your eyes and look around the room, taking in your surroundings. You’ve seen Loki’s room only a handful a times from the doorway, but never taken a close enough look. One of the walls has a floor-to-ceiling bookcase, shelves filled with an impressive collection of books, some you recognize, some in languages you don’t understand. The walls are painted a dark emerald green and the furniture is a dark oak, giving the room a sense of warmth and mystery. You realize that there are no pictures of him, pictures of anyone for that matter, which makes your heart sink a little. Your eyes finally make it back to the couch and settle on the sleeping figure laid there who is quietly snoring. 

You smile to yourself as you truly drink him in. A couple tendrils of black hair have partially fallen in front of his face, but you can still see his chiseled cheekbones and jawline, the slight natural smirk on his mouth. His left cheek rests on his hand, the other hand flat on the couch, fingers outstretched. He almost reminded you of a cat as his legs are curled in towards his chest. You notice the blanket is no longer covering his body. Managing not to wake him, you pull the blanket up to his shoulder. You decide that this is the best time to take your leave, hopefully without being seen by anyone. 

Fortunately, you make it back to your room without being seen. You check the clock and see that it is barely past 9, you almost consider crawling back into bed, but you reckon that there was a magical reason that you were able to sleep as soundly as you did. You smile to yourself remembering his sleeping form on the couch, but in the forefront of your mind is his reaction to seeing you in his clothes last night. You happily recall the hungry look in his eyes, the bulge in his pants that he tried to hide. The thought had your body tingling, forcing your body to react. Damn, I was hoping I wouldn’t have to deal with this, but he certainly is beautiful. You are a woman after all.

You decide that a shower is going to be the solution to your problem. Heading into your bathroom, you turn on the faucet to the shower and start to strip the clothes you were given last night, smirking to yourself as you realize that you don’t want to give them back. These are mine now. You fold them neatly and hide them in the closet for safe keeping. As you stand under the shower head and close your eyes, the water cascades over you, relaxing the tightness in your neck and wetting your hair to your back. You turn your back to the shower head, grab the soap and lather yourself, your mind drifting back to the scandalous thoughts of Loki. As your turn to rinse the soap off your body, your hands start exploring, first coming to tease your nipples into stiff peaks as you let out a small moan. 

Your fingers trace down the sides of your stomach, down to your folds and begin to gently tease your clit, another small moan escaping from your lips. You picture his mouth on you, licking and sucking marks all over you, drawing every noise out of you possible, his hands roaming up your body, taking your breasts in his calloused hands, squeezing them tightly. The image overwhelms you and as you come you cry out, finding the release you’ve been chasing. You just hope you weren’t too loud in the process. 

******

After you finish showering and getting dressed, you open your door and head down towards the living room. By the time you get to the living room, breakfast has already been served and almost everyone is downstairs and eating. No sign of Wanda or Loki, which bums you out, until you are motioned over by Tony.

“Hey kid, fill a plate and take a seat next to me,” Tony offers. 

“Thanks,” you respond as you head to the island. There is an abundance of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and toast. The amount of food always catches you by surprise, making you wonder what you did to deserve this. You shake your head to banish the thought from your mind and put some bacon and eggs on your plate, grab some water, and go to take a seat next to Tony. 

“So, how’d you sleep last night?" Steve asks.

“I slept fine,” you lie. It’s not that you don’t trust them, it’s the fact that you feel completely embarrassed. You know people in this building don’t sleep very well, but last night was the first night you’d had a nightmare.  Steve gives you a side eye, but he doesn’t say anything if he thinks that you are lying. 

“Still no hits yet on your fingerprints or DNA,” Tony admits, “but that’s not the focus today. The vote made it official: we are going to see if you have powers.” The nervousness you were feeling last night returns, and you gulp trying to keep your reaction hidden.

“Ok, what do you need from me?”

“Just come and hang out in my lab after you finish eating,” he mumbles as he stuffs more food in his mouth. “I’ll be there all day so just come in whenever you want. If you want, I’m heading there now, if you want to follow.”

“I think I’m going to eat breakfast and talk to everyone.”

“No worries, just head over anytime.” Tony leaves the room with a piece of bacon in hand, which earns a chuckle out of you and the rest of those sitting at the table. He passes Wanda on his way out which puts your mind at ease, but Loki still hasn’t shown up. Wanda fills her plate and sits where Tony had sat previously. 

“Morning, how are you doing?” Wanda greets you. 

“I’m doing ok, just a little nervous. How did you sleep?” 

“I slept well, thought I heard someone walking around last night, but the hallway was empty when I checked. Did you sleep ok?”

“I slept fine,” you repeat from earlier. Wanda shoots you a knowing look, but like Steve she doesn’t say anything. “Did you happen to run into Loki in the hallway as you were headed here?”

“No, I didn’t see him.”

“Oh,” you respond sadly. Deciding not to wait any longer after you finish your food, you say your goodbyes and head up to Tony’s lab, bummed that you didn’t get to see Loki before leaving. 

*******

“Who else heard the commotion last night?” Wanda asks the instant you are out of earshot. 

“You mean the scream followed by doors opening?” Steve adds.

“Yep, I think she ended up in Loki’s room last night. I would have hoped that she would have admitted it, but I get why she didn’t. If she had a nightmare, it’s the first she’s had since being here. After the vote that went down, I’m not surprised if she was feeling anxious. Hopefully Loki can shed some light when he comes down.” As if on cue, Loki walks into the living room. He doesn’t say anything at first, but once he notices all eyes on him, he speaks.

“Is there something I can help you with?”

“How’d you sleep last night?” Wanda prods.

“I slept fine, is there a reason I wouldn’t have?” 

“You know it’s funny you say that, cause our guest said the same thing; fine. You didn’t hear anything unusual last night?” Steve prods.

“I might have heard something, what did you hear?”

“A couple of doors opening.” 

“I might have heard that,” Loki finally admits. His protectiveness over you is taking over, but if they heard it, there’s no way he can keep that hidden. “She was having a panic attack, and I calmed her down, she didn’t want to go back into her room to sleep, so she slept in my bed. I was on the couch all night. When I woke up, she was gone, so honestly, I thought it didn’t happen.”

Everyone left in the room just stared at him. They didn’t expect him to tell the truth. Even after the events of Infinity War (a/n no one died except the big purple meanie), the group still really don’t get along with Loki as he shut himself out. There were also some lingering feelings about the events of New York, but it had been well established that he was under Thanos’ control through the mind stone. Thor was the one who really advocated for him, who is currently beaming at his brother’s honesty. 

“I am so proud of you brother,” Thor openly admits, which causes Loki to roll his eyes. 

“Has she come out of her room yet? I want to check on her,” Loki inquiries.

“She was going to Tony’s lab. I think she wanted to get the testing over and done,” Wanda replies. “I can come with you if you want. Maybe we could help.”

“If you insist.” 

******

You enter Tony’s lab and see Tony already concentrating on the video of you from your arrival. You stay silent as you watch this man pour over the footage frame by frame. You ponder how many times he has watched that footage. 

“Hey Tony. You wanted some help?”

“There’s the woman of the hour! Or should I say of the month? Given how there haven’t been any matches still for you looks like you are here for the long haul.”

“Well, if this is how I’d have to live, I’d be fine with that. Everyone has been so kind to me. I’ll be honest, it’s a little overwhelming.”

“Is that why you lied to us this morning about how you slept last night?”

Busted. You feel like you just got caught with your hand in the cookie jar by your dad. 

“I’m sorry Tony. I was embarrassed that I had to ask for help in the first place, but Loki made me feel…safe. I just don’t want to feel like a burden. You have already done so much for me. I’m not sure I deserve it.”

“Kiddo, I don’t just open my building for just anyone. Call me crazy but there is something about you that fascinates me, and I want to help you.” You smile and impulsively give him a hug. He sputters for a second but sort of returns the hug. “Alright kiddo, now tell me why on Earth you went into Loki's room last night?”

“How did you even know that?”

“I got an alert from F.R.I.D.A.Y. that your door had been opened and Loki's had been opened as well. Now spill.” You recall the evening, leaving out the details of the blanket and the shower from this morning.

“I am utterly fascinated by that. He’s taken on this protective role around you that I’ve never seen from him,” Tony says.

“He’s been…amazing. I just hope he isn’t doing it out of pity. Wanda too. She’s gone out of her way to make me feel safe as well.” Tony smiles and chuckles at you. “What now, old man?”

“They are fascinated by you. A potential magic user who is nothing but kind and easy on the eyes to boot. Not to mention they’ve got the hots for you, kiddo.”

*******

Loki and Wanda make their way to the lab in utter silence. They approach and catch the end of your conversation with Tony. Loki stops Wanda in her tracks to gauge what they were walking into. She opens her mouth, but he glares at her to stay quiet. 

“He’s taken on this protective role around you that I’ve never seen from him.”

“He’s been…amazing. I just hope he isn’t doing it out of pity. Wanda too. She’s gone out of her way to make me feel safe as well.” Tony subtly smiles and chuckles at you. “What now, old man?”

“They are fascinated by you. A potential magic user who is nothing but nice and easy on the eyes to boot. Not to mention they’ve got the hots for you, kiddo.”

Loki shoots a knowing look at Wanda, and she shoots an elbow into his ribs. She projects her thoughts into his mind so they wouldn’t be heard. 

“Don’t you say a word to her, Loki. She needs friends right now.”

“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dare. Doesn’t mean I’m going to stop my own feelings. Not that I think I could. I would do anything for her. If it leads anywhere, you are welcome to join us,” he adds with a wink. “Time to crash the party.”

Loki is the first to walk through the door with Wanda in tow, who is trying her best to keep her face neutral after Loki's boldness.

“I heard you had a temporary assistant Stark,” Loki says as he walks in. 

“You heard correctly, Rock of Ages. Anyone want to place bets on powers?” 

“Morning Loki, morning Wanda. How did you guys sleep?” you ask.

“No need to pretend like you don’t know how I slept last night. Word travels quickly around this building. The couch certainly has more lumps than I thought it did, thanks for asking,” Loki jests. He sees the look of guilt creeping in on your face. “Don’t you dare, little one. I’m just glad that you were able to get some rest. You were able to get some rest, yes?”

“Yes, I was,” you admit with a small smile creeping in on your face. Loki can hear your thoughts pertaining to the shower from this morning and tries his best to keep his own thoughts at bay. 

“What plans do you have to test to see if she has powers Tony?” Wanda asks, desperate to change the subject. Loki isn’t the only one who can read your thoughts, and the naughty ones were especially loud.

“Well, I hadn’t quite figured that out yet, I was reviewing the footage when she walked in. Any thoughts?” Tony questions as he pulls up the footage of the moment you come into the bedroom. All of you study the video, watching the moment while attempting to enact a new mindset. Everyone had watched the footage to death since your arrival, but now they needed to watch it from a magical perspective.

“I’m sorry guys, I don’t know what happened,” you admit defeatedly. “All I know is I woke up and I was here.”

“It looks like some kind of portal was opened, the green typically means it comes from a place on the same universe, so there’s no likelihood that you came from the different universe or dimension,” Loki says giving you a comforting look. “That’s a good thing, little one. It means that there are answers somewhere in this universe.”

“Well, at least that’s a good thing, right?” you say with little hope in your voice.

“There is something we could try to see if you have powers,” Wanda interjects. “I’m going to need your help with this Loki.” He nods and looks at Tony.

“Any particular part of your lab that you care very little about?”

“You can do whatever you need to on the other side of the lab. I have an area set aside for you.”

******

“Ok, let’s get started.” Loki says.

“Are you sure that this a good idea?” you ask as fear creeps into your voice.

“Positive, I’m a god dear. Now just try and picture yourself standing next to me,” Loki instructs. The idea from Wanda was to use Loki as motivation since you had clearly formed an attachment to him, in other words, use him as bait. Wanda wanted to see if you could teleport yourself next to him from the opposite side of the room and through a wall she had built with her powers.

You do what he says, attempting to picture yourself next to Loki, bringing up feelings that you had this morning and…

Nothing. Over the course of 2 hours, you hadn’t moved an inch. You were way past frustrated, even after Wanda and Loki had provided advice on how to feel, how to summon the energy. Without warning, Wanda changes tactics to catch you off guard. Suddenly, there’s a great fire that threatens to surround you, closing you in. You struggle to breathe and begin to panic, putting your hands over your eyes and letting out a loud scream. You faintly register movement, and you hear Loki’s voice as you fall unconscious from the exertion.

“You did it. I need you to stay awake.”

*****

“Wanda, this isn’t working. We need to switch up our game plan.” Loki projects into Wanda’s mind. “She’s clearly getting frustrated.”

“I have an idea, but you are going to have to trust me. Don’t rush in to help her.”

“Wait, what - ?”

You become surrounded by flames and it’s taking all of Loki’s self-control to not just go in there and get you himself. He knows the fire isn’t going to hurt you, Wanda would never do that. He hears your scream and is about to intervene when a green light blinds him for a quick second, dropping you off at his feet, and losing consciousness.

“You did it. I need you to stay awake.”

“She has powers, that’s great, but we need to get her to Banner right away.” Tony says. Loki picks you up and teleports the two of you to Bruce in the med wing.

“Bruce, she collapsed. We were able to prove that she has powers, but she used too much,” Loki speeds through as he is trying to update Bruce. “Where should I put her?”

“Over here,” Bruce points over at the bed closest to the window and Loki sets you down gently. Loki refuses to leave your side as Banner starts running all kinds of tests. Wanda and Tony come barreling in demanding to know how you are. Bruce tells them that you are going to be fine. He, for all intents and purposes, proved Loki’s theory that you used a lot of your power with not a ton of experience wielding it.

You wake up an hour later with Loki holding your hand, responding immediately to your movement.

“Hey there, little one. You had us worried there for a little bit. How do you feel?”

“Exhausted. Did I hear you say I did it?”

“You did, darling. Do you remember how it felt when you did it?”

“All I remember was needing to get to you, getting myself safe. Please tell me Wanda isn’t feeling bad about what she did.”

“Why don’t you ask me yourself?” Wanda chimes in as she peaks in the door to the room.

“Oh, Wanda I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to react that way.”

“Stop your worrying, you’re ok. At least we have a definitive answer as to how you got here.”

Loki chimes in, saying “Based on what drew your magic out, I would guess that you’ve had it all your life and that you aren’t exactly mortal. It’s a lot like the magic that exists on Asgard.”

“That’s not terrifying at all. Especially since I can’t control it,” you admit. Wanda grabs your other hand to mirror Loki.

“Hey, no panicking. You have me and Loki to help you figure out how to control it. Even if we find out who you are, I don’t think either of us is going to be letting you leave until you can control it.”

Bruce comes back in and the two of them release your hands and you almost whimper at the lack of contact.

“Alright, you’re all set. Please take it easy today and I want you to start checking in with me before you do anymore sessions. I want to see if there is anything I can do to help you in terms of monitoring how your body responds to your powers.”

“You got it. Can I get out of this bed now?”

“Slowly.” As Bruce responds, he notices Wanda and Loki immediately stand up to assist you and chuckles. “You are clearly in very capable hands.” You thank him as you slowly get up out of bed and get to your feet.

“You guys can relax, I’m ok.” As if to jinx yourself, you trip over your own feet, but before you hit the ground Loki picks you up bridal style and starts walking you back to his room.

“Wait, it’s not even dark yet. And I’m hungry.”

Loki whispers in your ear. “I can think of something that you can eat,” the sound of his deep voice going straight to your pussy. It’s taking all your strength to deny him right now, but your empty stomach is overpowering.

“Lokes, please. I will cuddle you later if you allow me to get some food and see some of the other people,” you say to bargain. He growls in annoyance but relents.

“Fine, just know it is very hard to share you right now.”

“So, you putting me down and letting me walk is not something I could get you to do, is it?”

“Not if you won’t let me take care of you.” You gruff in annoyance but burrow your head into his neck, accepting your fate. Wanda chuckles and walks into her own room, needing a minute to catch her breath. Loki’s words didn’t only have an effect on you. You and Loki make it to the living room where he  deposits you on the couch and goes to fetch you some food before you can protest against him doing it for you. You roll your eyes and smile at Steve, who is laughing at Loki's actions.

“Hey there, how are you feeling? Banner told me what happened.” Steve asks.

“I’m fine now, even though a certain god doesn’t believe me,” you say jokingly towards him. “At least we know for sure that I indeed have powers. Now I just have to figure out how to control it.”

“Looks like you are going to have lots of help,” Steve cast his eyes at Loki, causing you to blush. Steve walks up to you and crouches so he can whisper in your ear. “Don’t wait too long to tell both of them how you feel.”

His words leave you stunned. Both of them? You’re shaken from your thoughts when Loki places a plate of food in your lap before sitting next to you on the couch. You thank him and start to make quick work of disappearing the chicken and rice on your plate. Thank goodness Loki was minable enough to let you eat. You really were hungry.

“Why aren’t you eating Loki?”

“I am a god darling; I don’t need to eat as much as you mortals.”

“I thought you said it was possible I wasn’t mortal.”

“The magic isn’t mortal, but you still might be. This is also just an estimated guess after seeing you use the magic in person one time.” Loki counters.

“Can you please eat something? For me?” you say as you bat your eyelashes at him, hoping for him to cave. He glares at you but conjures a bowl of fruit for himself. “Thank you, Lokes,” you say sweetly.

“That is not nice, darling. Don’t start something you might not want to finish.” You both quietly eat your food. Once you are full, you put down your plate in prep for what you are about to say.

“Who said I didn’t want to finish?” you quip, eye fucking him across the couch. His bowl disappears as he stands up and hoists you over his shoulder. You yelp in surprise which earns you a slap on the ass. He walks quickly back to his room, closes the door behind you, puts your back against the door and he finally crashes his lips onto yours. After a moment with lips locked, you press against his chest to get him to part.

“Are you ok darling?” Loki frantically looks over you from head to toe.

“I’m fine. I don’t want to stop, but I think that I need to. I’m still getting settled and I want to get to know you and get to know myself. I can’t even remember my own name.”

“Well, let’s fix that. You can pick any name you want starting now, though I will probably still call you ‘little one’ and ‘darling’ if that’s alright.” You reach up and give him another kiss.

“Of course, that’s alright Lokes.” You think hard about what you want your name to be. Once you think of a name that you absolutely love you say it out loud.

“An absolutely beautiful name for an absolutely beautiful woman.” That earns you another kiss and a big hug.

“Are you absolutely positive that it’s ok that we don’t have sex tonight?”

“Positive. My only thought is to care for you and your well-being. Do you want to stay here tonight?”

“Only if you say it’s ok. I don’t want to impose.”

“Not at all darling. Would you be up to cuddling in bed together. Maybe if you’re lucky I will read to you?”

“How lucky am I? Cuddling and getting to hear your beautiful voice read to me? This must indeed be heaven. First, I would like to shower. Is that allowed?”

“Of course, although if you want to keep our bodies apart, you will want to go to your shower instead.”

“Fair deal. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” You give him a quick kiss on the cheek and scatter out of his room, leaving him smiling ear to ear.

******

When you enter your room, something feels…off. Like you’re being watched. You head into the bathroom to pull back on the shower curtain and you find nothing. You hear something back out in your room, thinking that Loki is checking on you.

“Loki I am fine, it’s only been a few –“ your sentence is interrupted by a hand pulling your hair up, forcing you on your tip toes before a knife is pressed in your side. You let out a blood curdling scream and Loki and Wanda both teleport into your room at the same time, eyes wide seeing you with the knife in your side. The intruder rips the knife out of your side as Loki and Wanda spring into action, Wanda blasting them out the window they crawled in, Loki catching you before you hit the ground.

“Lokes, it hurts,” you say while your vision goes in and out. “Please don’t leave me.”

“I’m not little one, you’re doing great. Stay with me. F.R.I.D.A.Y., call Tony and Bruce and tell them to meet us in the medical wing ASAP, tell them she’s been stabbed.”

“Yes Mr. Loki,” F.R.I.D.A.Y. responds.

“He’s trying to leave out the compound, I can’t find him alone,” Wanda shouts.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y., Tell Thor to aid Wanda with the intruder. I’ve got to get her to Bruce,” Loki says breathlessly. Without another word, he teleports you to the med wing but beats Bruce and Tony there. He’s trying to stay calm for you, but you are losing consciousness from the rapid blood loss. There is one thing that he can try. He hasn’t done healing magic in quite some time, but you’re getting worse as you wait for them. He starts reciting a spell in Norse and the blood flowing from the wound begins to slow and relief spreads across his face.

Finally, Tony and Bruce arrive in the med wing. Tony takes one look at you and his face goes white. Bruce appears unfazed much to Loki’s relief, at least one of them can maintain composure. Loki’s face no longer remains expressionless, it now reflects true fear. Fear that you might not survive. Bruce kicks him out, puts you under and works to sew you up and get the bleeding under control.

All Loki can do now is wait.

******

Chapter Text

Wanda and Thor finally join Loki in the waiting area outside the operating wing. They reluctantly let him know that the guy had help and was able to get out of the compound in an unknown vehicle. Loki doesn’t say anything, simply glares at the two of them. Neither of them is taking it too personally though, they know that he is stressed about you especially since it had already been a couple hours since he brought you to Bruce and Tony. Thor and Wanda stay with Loki, Wanda holding Loki’s hand and Thor’s hand on his shoulder.

A short while later, Bruce came into the room. “She’s alright. She lost a lot of blood, but she is doing ok. She is still sleeping but I can have one of you go in at a time.” Loki immediately rushes in to be by your side. Thor and Wanda go update everyone.

*******

The rest of the avengers are in the living room once the news of the attack spreads.

Tony and Steve are pacing ruts into the floor, Nat and Peter are hugging pillows on the couch, Bucky is leaning against the wall half asleep, Clint and Pietro are keeping each other occupied via thumb war, Vision is simply observing everyone. Wanda and Thor walk in, everyone looks up at them.

“She’s alright. Loki is with her now,” Wanda announces. A collective sigh of relief is heard.

“It’s group hug time, right?” Peter questions.

“Fuck it, group hug time,” Tony decides. “Get in here losers.” Everyone, except Peter it seems, reluctantly joins the group hug. They stay like that for a while, Tony is the first to break the hug. “I’m going to see if she’ll be up soon, see if she remembers anything.”

“Bring Loki some food, he hasn’t left for hours and needs to eat,” Wanda adds. Tony makes up a plate of food for Loki and leaves to go meet him. When Tony approaches your room, he disregards Bruce’s plea to have only one person limited to your room, but when Tony reminds Bruce that he owns the building, he gives up with a sigh.

“Hey Loki, I brought you some food. Don’t you dare tell me that you’re not hungry or you don’t need it because she needs you full and healthy. Can’t have both of you down and out.”

“Careful there Stark, you’re starting to sound like you care about me.” Loki retorts but takes the plate. “Sorry, that was crass.”

“You’re tired and over stressed. Why don’t you let me take over for a little bit? You are still covered in her blood.”

“That won’t be necessary.”

“You sure it’s a good idea for her to see you covered in her own blood when she wakes up?” Tony eyes him, causing Loki to sigh.

“The world must be ending; I agree with you. You notify me the moment she awakes if I am not here.”

“Yes, yes, yes. Now go shower and get some clean clothes, eat this food. Don’t come back for at least 30 minutes. Ok bye now,” Tony practically shoves Loki out the door much to Loki’s chagrin. “Looks like it’s just us, kiddo.” Tony proceeds to stay with you and talk about anything except the events of the prior evening. Your eyes start to flutter as you recognize his voice.

“Tony?”

“In the flesh kiddo. How do you feel?”

“Like I was stabbed, so pretty normal reaction to that, I think. Where’s Loki and Wanda?”

“Went to eat and clean themselves up. Loki didn’t want to, but I basically kicked him out because he was still wearing the same clothes. F.R.I.D.A.Y., let Rock of Ages and Emo Witch know that she’s awake.” You chuckle at the nicknames, which causes you to wince. You try and hide it, but Tony catches it. “No need to be brave here, if it hurts, we can get some meds.”

“Tony – “

“No butts kiddo. I mean it.”

“Fine, it hurts. There, happy?”

“Extremely.” Tony retorts. “Let’s get you some morphine, you are probably going to fall back asleep from it. But there’s no such thing as too much sleep after what happened.”

“I want to see Loki and Wanda first.”

“I’m surprised they didn’t just teleport here once they got the announcement.” Tony leaves you to yourself for a few minutes while he grabs some morphine and you just look around the room, heart sinking a little that no one else is here. “Alright, I’ve got the morphine for you, going to feel cold for a second.” You shiver as you feel the cold, but you quickly feel heavy as you get pulled under into sleep.

*******

Loki returns freshly showered and with a new set of clothes in 31 minutes but finds you fast asleep from the morphine. He takes a seat next to you holding your hand, struggles to keep his eyes open and finally gives into to sleep on your arm. About an hour later, Thor tries to enter the room quietly but wakes Loki when he shuts the door.

“Sorry brother, I didn’t mean to wake you. How is she?”

“The same, I guess. At least she isn’t getting worse. I used my healing magic for the first time in centuries and I’m glad that it worked. It might have made the difference.”

“I’m proud of you brother. How are you doing?”

“I’m fine,” Loki lies, which earns a side eye from his brother.

“I’m not inclined to believe you at this moment.”

“Well, I wish that you would, because that is how I feel,” Loki says struggling to keep his emotions from bursting forth. One more knowing look from his brother and the facade falls. A single tear falls from his eye and Thor’s heart breaks. “I don’t know why she affects me this way, it just feels like a part of me was stored in her. It’s just a…desire to protect her. In any way possible.”

“Oh brother, is there anything I could do to help you?” Thor offers. Loki doesn’t respond, instead he stands and pulls Thor in for a hug and breaks down into silent sobs. Thor is completely shocked to see his brother reveal so much emotion, but he reacts quickly and pulls him in tighter.

“I’ve only just met her; I don’t want to lose her. I can’t.” Loki says, tears continuing to flow. Wanda walks up on the brotherly hug and almost stops herself from interrupting, until she sees the tears streaming down Loki’s face.

“I don’t want to be without her either,” Wanda interjects. He doesn’t even flinch as she says this and joins in the hug. They all stay like this for a few minutes of silence before Loki finally speaks, breaking the hug.

“Did Tony have any clues as to the intruder? Any idea who they are working for?”

“He’s still working on it, but I gave him as much information as possible.”

“That’s not good enough for her!” Loki whisper yells.

“Loki!” Wanda whisper yells back at him, turning him and grabbing his face with her hands. “That is not helping her at all! She needs you to stop fighting everyone around you!” Loki looks her in the eyes and sees the pleading look on her face and relaxes into her arms as she hugs him. Two deep breaths are taken as Wanda rubs his back. As much as Loki is enamored with you, Wanda has slowly become his support person outside of his brother. Maybe even falling for her too. Loki is no stranger to being with more than one person, so the thought of that being taboo doesn’t even cross his mind. He has a feeling that Wanda might not be on board right away, but this is the least of his concerns. He needs to focus on you right now.

******

You hear voices around you, but your eyes still feel like they weigh 1000 pounds, so you keep them closed.

“Alright, I will be off to see the others and do some more investigating with the Captain. Let me know if you need anything,” Thor says, followed by the door to your room closing.

You are able to decipher the voices bidding him goodbye and feel comforted, which gently pushes you back to sleep, even though you wish that you could continue to listen.

“Alright, I’m sure you’re reaching your limit of people touching you.” Wanda responds. “How is she doing?”

“The same as earlier. Nothing new to report.”

“That’s good at lease. No news can be good news. Look, I think we should talk.”

“I agree. Ladies first.”

“I want to ask you some questions.”

“Now I’m intrigued, please continue.”

Wanda takes a deep breath in and out. “Why do you think I’m attracted to her?”

“Your feelings radiate towards her. Not to mention your thoughts are very, very loud.”

Wanda chuckles at that. “Apparently, I’m not the only one who feels that way. Your thoughts are just as loud, but much naughtier. I thought you were joking when you said if the opportunity arises, I could join. I’ve been seriously considering taking you up on that. Well…until tonight happened. She’s not going to be doing anything like that for a while. If she even would want me in the first place.” Wanda sighs, her breath unsteady.

“Do you have thoughts on sharing? I am no stranger to it as that was not a rarity while living on Asgard.”

“Given how my life has been, there hasn’t really been time for…those kinds of relationships. To say I’m inexperienced as a whole would probably be an understatement. Had she been remembering anything about her previous life? Relationships, family, anything?”

“All she had was the nightmare from the one night so far. I can show you if you like.”

“Not without her permission. Those are her thoughts to share.”

“That is wise of you. I just hope she wakes up soon.”

A moment of silence passes between them before Loki speaks again. “I have never been so attached to a person as her.”

“Everyone can tell Lokes,” Wanda confirms, calling him by the name that you coined to him. “Like I said, your thoughts are loud.” She pauses as she realizes what she said. “Is it ok if I call you that?”

“No, it’s ok. I liked the way it sounded when it came from you. But no one else can know about that name.”

“Of course. For the future, I need some time to think about the possibility of even having her, let alone sharing her.” She grabs his hand. “I have no intention of trying to steal her from you.” She closes the space and gives him a gentle kiss on the cheek and gets up to leave the room.

“Wait. You don’t have to leave, I’m sure she’d love to see your face when she wakes up. Pull your chair closer, it’s nice to not be alone.” Loki sheepishly admits.

“Loki, the god of mischief, admitting he doesn’t want to be alone?” Wanda jests. That earns her an elbow in the side. “Low ball, I know, but I couldn’t help it.”

“Here’s to hoping I can keep you two in line.”

******

You finally are able to shake the strong sleepy hold the morphine had on you. Both Loki and Wanda are still there, holding hands actually, but they separate before they think you notice. You hide your hurt, unknowing of the rest of the previous conversation.

“Lokes? Wanda?” you say with a raspy voice.

“Hey there little one. Glad to see you awake,” Loki replies.

“How do you feel?” Wanda inquires.

“Well, I’m not dead, so I’ll take what I can get at this point. I feel so tired still.”

“That’s the morphine still in your system. I’m sure you’ll feel better once it’s gone.” Loki adds to reassure you. Loki and Wanda each reach for your hands. You pull your hands away and now it’s their turn to hide their hurt.

“Where’s Bruce? I have never wanted to get out of bed so bad. I’m not really a fan of these hospital-esqe rooms.”

“Not so fast, darling. You’ve got to stay put for at least a little longer,” Wanda insists.

“No, I want to go to my room. I want to go home wherever that is. I want to get out of here.” Each sentence you say with more force than the last, encroaching on panic. You rip out your IV, ignoring the pleas from Wanda and Loki and wince as you go to stand up from the bed. “I need to get out of here. I don’t belong here. You guys clearly don’t need or want me here and I’ve overstayed my welcome. I’m going back to my room, please don’t bother me.” You say as you continue to ignore their pleas, but you make it to your bedroom and slam the door in their faces.

You fall to the floor as tears begin streaming down your face. The pain from your wound and the pain that it appears that Wanda and Loki get along just fine without needing you are overwhelming. Why would they keep it a secret from you? Why was Loki offering the things he was offering? All these thoughts are going through your head as you had into the bathroom. After being covered in blood and laying in a hospital bed, you are ready for a nice, long, shower.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a knocking at the door. “I just want to be alone and take a shower. Is that too much to ask?!” you yell towards the door.

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to check in on you. I heard you broke free from the hospital wing,” Steve shouts through the door.

“Oh shit, come in Steve,” you respond, ashamed of how you reacted.

“I mean I know you got stabbed kid, but you don’t seem to be all doom and gloom.” Steve says, opening the door. Once he closes it behind him and turns, he notices the tear-stained cheeks. “Hey, what’s going on? Talk to me.”

“I am just…overwhelmed. I feel like the last few hours have just been mentally draining. It’s so stupid and frustrating to not know who you are or where you come from. On top of that, I feel so stupid. I thought I had something with Loki and Wanda, but I think they were taking pity on me. I don’t even think they have a connection with me in the way that I thought I had a connection with them.”

“Kid, you are being way too hard on yourself, and you have every right to feel every other emotion in this instance except the embarrassment. They both are changing because of you, whether you feel that way or not. No pitying yourself right now, especially since you were just stabbed and don’t have any magical healing that we know of anyway. Why were you going to take a shower by yourself?”

“I was going to use it to collect my thoughts. I feel terrible and dirty, like I’m still covered in my own blood, even though Bruce got most of it.”

“Since I don’t really want you to shower by yourself in your current state, I will be outside the shower to aid you because it will hurt. And you shouldn’t have to be alone. Don’t worry, I will be a gentleman and will avert my gaze unless you absolutely need me.” Steve offers, calmly waiting for your response. You don’t say anything at first, contemplating his offer. You walk up to him and wrap your arms around his waist in a very grateful hug.

“Thank you, Steve. I don’t know what I did to deserve your friendship.”

“All I want to do is make you feel safe. Now let’s get started as I imagine this will take a really long time.” You nod at his words, and he follows you to the bathroom. You turn the water on and as it heats up, Steve turns his back to you as you take off your hospital gown that you want to burn. You pull back the curtain and go to step into the shower when a hand comes out to take yours to provide balance. You turn your head and see that he is staying true to his gentleman’s bargain and his eyes are squeezed tightly shut. You chuckle and manage to get into the shower with his help and close the curtain behind you. Steve goes to settle on the toilet with the seat down, so he’s close by without suffocating you. You go under the water slowly, one body part at a time, until you get to your side and the water makes you cry out which causes Steve to jump up from his spot on the toilet.

“What do you need?”

“I need something to block the wound from direct water flow. The water flowing into it makes it burn.”

“I’m on it.” Steve finds a waterproofing bandage and, with his eyes closed, partially opens the curtain, and passes it to you. “Here, wipe the area around it dry and tape this on gently over the wound to see if that helps.” You do as he says, and it works, a sigh of relief escaping your lips.

“Thank you, Steve.” You manage to get through the next few minutes with this, and just as you finish washing the shampoo out of your hair, you start to feel lightheaded and dizzy. “Steve, I don’t feel so good.” You warn as you sit down on the floor of the shower, your over exertion finally catching up with you.

“Ok, shower time is over. I’m breaking the rule, I need to help you.” He abruptly shuts off the water and grabs a towel to wrap you up. He thankfully doesn’t see any blood through the bandage, so it seems like your stitches are still intact. He picks you up now that you are wrapped in the towel, takes you out to your bedroom and gently sets you on the bed. “Do you have any particular clothes you want to wear to bed?”

You smile and tell him where you hid Loki’s shirt and sweatpants from their special spot. Steve hides his smile from you as he retrieves them.

“Do you want help, or would you like to do it yourself?”

“No, I’m feeling better, I can do it.”

“Rule reinstated then,” he replies as he turns his back to you. You slowly put on the clothes and once you’re done, you tell him he can turn around. He turns around to you directly in front of him as you wrap your arms around a hug once more. He returns the hug for a good while before he speaks. “Let’s get some food in you. I can bring you some cereal or toast, if that’s ok with you.”

“That sounds great. Thanks again. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

“Anytime kid.” Steve exits your room and once he gets to the kitchen is immediately bum rushed by Loki and Wanda who have looks of worry on their faces. “She’s fine, she just wanted to shower and decompress. I’m going to get her some cereal and toast for dinner, something bland but filling at the same time.”

“Did she say anything about what was on her mind?” Loki practically shouts at him as they follow him around the kitchen, trying to ignore his jealousy about Steve being near her while she showered.

“She did, but I think you should ask her. It is not my place to share what she told me in confidence. I don’t intend to face her wrath anytime soon,” Steve responds as he puts the toast on the plate. “And know that I only helped her from outside the shower, so maybe put your jealousy away for a moment. Perhaps you could deliver her dinner for me,” he hints as he hands Loki the food.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive. Now go, before I change my mind.”

Loki looks at Wanda for fear of hurting her, but she just simply shakes her head. “Don’t you dare, I still need time to process how I feel about her. Go.”

******

You slowly crawl into bed, wincing as you do so. After you settle, you look to the door. You thought Steve would have been back by now. Finally, there’s a knock on the door and you shout, “Come in, I’m starving.” Loki sheepishly peaks his head as he opens the door.

“I’ve brought you dinner courtesy of the Captain.”

“Thanks Loki,” you respond taking the bowl and plate from him. You set the plate of toast on the nightstand and start eating the cereal without making eye contact with Loki.

“Care to share what is on your mind, little one?”

“No, I’m totally fine,” you answer with a mouthful of cereal.

“How am I supposed to believe you when you don’t even believe yourself?” You finally look up and find that Loki has crossed the room and is standing near the bed, but not too close that you feel trapped.

“Ok, fine. I’m not ok. Physically or emotionally. I was completely overwhelmed. I still am if I am being honest. I just want answers.” It’s like the flood gates opened and you told him everything that you felt. When you get to the part about how Wanda and Loki made you feel when you woke up, his face drops, but he stays silent to let you finish. By the time that you are done, you’ve got tears streaming down your face and you can’t even look him in the eye. He sits on the bed next to you and gently uses his hand to raise your head up to look him in the eye.

“Darling, why did you run away from us? Why didn’t you feel comfortable talking about it?” he asks as he wipes a tear from your cheek.

“I didn’t want to be right so I thought I could hide. Thankfully Steve stopped me from that terrible showering alone idea, especially when I started to feel unwell. Don’t worry, he was a complete gentleman.”

“I’m sure he was.” He wipes the last of the tears from your face before he speaks again. “Listen, the first time I saw you, I was enchanted. You have been on my mind almost every moment since your arrival. I apologize for making you feel this way. You must understand the conversation we were having before you woke up.” He then takes his turn, explaining the conversation that Wanda and Loki had before you had awakened, while you are trying but failing to hide your guilt. Fresh tears well up in your eyes.

“I’m so sorry that I even thought that. I just felt like you guys were together, and I didn’t want to get in the middle of it.”

“The only reason we would even think about being together is because you would bring us together. She wants some time to figure out what she wants. In that instance, she was just helping me feel better. I certainly was more of a wreck than I would care to admit. I just…can’t lose you.” He takes that moment to take a deep breath in. “Let’s just take this time to allow you to heal, see if we can finally find any information about you, and take you and I slow. You probably should talk to Wanda and air this out with her as well. She is just as enamored with you as I am. How does that sound, little one?”

“If you insist,” you say dripping with sarcasm. “You’ve just been so convincing this whole conversation. One more thing.”

“What is it little one?” He says pushing a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Can you stay here tonight? Or I stay there? I don’t really want to be alone.” That earns you a soft smile and Loki pulls you in for a hug.

“Of course, little one. That is more than alright.” You finish eating your toast and cereal dinner as Loki heads back to his room to change into his night clothes and grab a book. Once he re-enters the room, you’ve already curled up under the covers, already starting to fall asleep. “Someone is going to sleep well tonight,” Loki says as he starts to head to the couch.

“Where are you going?” you question as you move the covers, motioning for him to join you. “You go here.”

“Alright I go here,” he says as he crawls into bed with you. You curl up into him with your head on his chest as he opens his book and begins to read aloud.

You almost miss the way his fingers brush some hair behind your ear as you drift to sleep.

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Loki finishes reading his book, even though you’d been asleep for a fair bit before that. He wanted to continue reading aloud in case you could hear him. He finally feels his eyes getting heavy and falls asleep. He’s awoken after what feels like only a few minutes as he feels you move beneath him; it was so subtle he almost missed it. He shrugs it off at first, but once you move again, he becomes more alert.

He finally looks at you and notices the furrow in your brow, the way your hands have clenched into fists. Another nightmare. Maybe this will give you some of the answers you desired. He so desperately wants to help you, but it feels wrong to go in your head without your permission.

He waits. He hates it, but it comforts him knowing that he’ll be here when you wake.

******

You jolt awake and find yourself strapped to a table, your wrists and ankles bound by leather straps.

“Struggling will only exhaust you. I can’t have my star exhausted before the mission is complete,” a male voice speaks. You can’t see his face; you almost focus too hard on the darkness in front of you.

“Take me out of these and I’ll show you just how fine I’ll be,” you respond.

“There’s my little firecracker. I don’t think you’re completely ready yet though. Wipe her.” As if on instinct, your mouth opens, and a mouthpiece is placed inside. A unit circles around your head and with a flash, unspeakable pain radiating around your head as you scream out. What feels like eternity passes before the pain stops and there is just…nothing. No thoughts rolling around your head. Pure silence.

“Ready to comply?” the man says, spoken in Icelandic.

“Yes sir,” you answer in Icelandic.

WHAM! Suddenly you can hear your thoughts again as you are whacked with something hard. You take a minute to collect yourself and as you go to stand up you find yourself stuck.

What am I stuck on? Where even am I? You finally take a good look at your surroundings, and it looks like you are in a cell. There are dark, hard, and cold floors mirrored by large brick walls. You look down at your legs and are terrified by what you find. You find a body with a huge slash across the chest, the floor and essentially you are both covered in sticky red blood. You begin to shake and move it off you and realize their eyes are fixated on you. You let out a blood curdling scream as everything fades to black, and you hear a voice in the distance calling your name.

******

Loki has been gently calling your name for a while in an attempt to wake you but not disturb anyone else. There are tears streaming down your face and it just breaks his heart. You finally jolt up and scramble to get out of his grip but cry out in pain.

“Darling, I need you to take a breath, you’re ok. Look at me, look at me.” Loki pleads. You grab your side and cry out again in pain. Your hands are shaking, your vision is blurry as tears spill over, your heart is racing, and you can barely speak without panting. “It hurts, it wasn’t my blood, why does it hurt?”

“You were stabbed yesterday little one. I need you to look at me, please,” Loki pleads again. “Match your breathing to mine.” You begin to follow his breathing, your eyes glued to his chest as you start to calm down, a matching pattern to the first night you had a nightmare. Loki stares desperately at your face, wanting to take all your pain away from you. After a few minutes pass, you finally get your breathing under control as tears continue to stream down your face. “You’re ok, darling. You’re ok.” You don’t say anything, instead you burrow your head into Loki’s shoulder as he follows your lead and holds you close. He leans back against the headboard and moves your legs into his lap, and you just sit in silence for a while as you cry.

Finally, the tears stop, and you finally feel calm enough to talk.

“I’m so sorry that I woke you,” you say, not moving your head from the crook of his neck.

“You are ok, darling. I would have been angry at myself if I hadn’t woken up when you needed me. Do you want to talk about it?”

“I know I probably should, but right now, I just want to stay calm. Can it wait until tomorrow?”

“Whatever you need, little one.” Loki pulls the covers back up to cover the two of you. You stay where you were put, legs across his lap, head in the crook of his neck and his arms wrapped around you, keeping you close. This time, Loki falls asleep before you do. You try and remember every little detail about the nightmare, but sleep overcomes you once more.

******

You wake up before Loki as the light enters the room. Your body is so incredibly sore, and that’s not including the interesting shape that you ended up sleeping in. Although the view you’ve woken up to is very, very beautiful. Loki’s face is truly relaxed, and you can’t help but stare at him.

“You know it’s not polite to stare, little one.” Loki says without opening his eyes.

“How did you know?”

“Your thoughts of admiration are adorable, but very loud; and I felt you move. It seems stealth is not your strong suit. How did you sleep, little one?

“As good as I could have, given the stab wound and the nightmare. I’m sure I would have slept worse had I not been held by you,” you admit with a small smile on your face as you burrow into his shoulder.

“Happy to help, darling. I could get used to waking up like this,” Loki says adding a gentle kiss to your forehead. He places his head on top of yours and sighs. “I don’t ever want to leave this room if you are here like this.”

“I don’t either. I feel so incredibly safe when I’m with you, which is crazy to say, given how short of a time I’ve known you. It’s like there was a piece of you that was stored in me,” you say, unknowingly mirroring Loki’s words from his talk with his brother. Loki’s heart swells and he squeezes you a little tighter.

“I don’t know how I am ever going to share you with anyone else if you keep saying things like that.”

******

It’s been five days since you were stabbed. You and Loki spend every night together in his room, Wanda has been around but keeping her distance, which made you a little sad, but you were trying to give her the space she needed. Today was different though. Today, you finally had the courage to talk to her. You and Loki are cuddling in the bed as you finally decide.

“I need to talk to Wanda today. I mean, it’s not like I’ll have anything else to do. Why can’t I just have magical healing with these stupid powers?”

“Not stupid, just untrained. Maybe one day you will. Right now, just enjoy my continuous doting on you and everyone taking care of you, ok? I can think of a couple of things that could ease your pain,” Loki teases as his lips go to your ear and you whimper as he gently kisses and tugs at your ear.

“That is not fair, Lokes.”

“Neither are the images that you are sending my way, little one,” he whispers in your ear, earning him a whimper from you in response. You turn in his arms and put your hand behind his neck and bring his lips to yours in a deep kiss, his tongue brushing across your lips demanding access. Your lips part to let him in as your hand moves to steady yourself as your roll your hips against him. Loki growls at your movement and moves his hands down your back to the front of you, which unfortunately earns a wince from you.

“As much as I want to experience this beautiful form, I want you to be much more healed so I can ravish you without fear of hurting you,” Loki says, which earns a groan of displeasure from you. “I know little one, believe me, I don’t want to stop either. I simply don’t want to injure you further. I intend to have you writhing, but not in pain, only pleasure.”

“How can you expect me to stop when you keep talking like that?” you whine.

 “Like this,” Loki says as he gently moves you off his lap and to the side of the bed and leaves as quickly as possible. You groan again in response.

“Stupid stab wound. Worst cock block ever,” you whined. Loki chuckles at you and comes around to your side of the bed and takes your hands in his.

“I know you’re frustrated, I am too, but we need you to heal, little one. It’s been five days already, only another five and we can take the stiches out.”

“I know, you’re right. I’m sorry.”

“No need to apologize, I just want you to know that I hear you.” Loki kisses your cheek before he helps you stand up. You wince as you stand up, the pain fully registering. “Easy, little one. How bad does that hurt?”

“It certainly doesn’t feel good, Lokes. You sure you don’t have any awesome healing powers you can use to make this go away?”

“My healing magic is not something I have used for others with the exception of you. That was…more of a life-or-death situation and I did not trust myself to succeed,” Loki admits.

“I’m sorry Lokes, I didn’t know.”

“It’s ok, little one. Best not to dwell on it. How about we go see who is downstairs and get some food in you?”

“That sounds like a fantastic plan.” You start walking to the door at a slower pace than Loki would like, so you are swept up by him and carried the entire way to the living room. You are greeted by lots of hellos and a few chuckles at the sight of Loki carrying you, your face turning bright red. He sets you on the couch next to Peter as he goes to get you some food.

“Hey there, how are you feeling? Is there anything I can get you?” Peter asks with a smile.

“No, I’m ok, spiderling. Loki is getting me some food. Turns out I’m still going to be cooped up for a few more days and I’m going crazy, so I am in need to learn new ways to pass the time. I heard you are the person who I should talk to, is that right?”

“Well, you’ve come to the right place. I’ve got lots of video games and comics and board games that I could show you how to play.” Peter continues to ramble about something you think is called mind craft and fork knife. You chuckle at him as he goes on.

“Have you eaten Peter? Better make sure that you’re fed so you have the energy for all of this. And no need to show me all of this today, I’m going to be on house arrest until I’m fully healed, especially if Loki and Wanda have anything to say about it.”

“Good call. I’m going to load up on more food.” Peter runs to the kitchen just as Loki is coming back with yours.

“What has put the pep in Peter’s step?”

“I told him that he should show me some of the ways that he passes the time since I’m still being watched like a hawk until I am healed.”

“I’m glad you have finally accepted your fate,” Loki jests, handing you the plate of food.

“I’d be careful if I were you, I might drag you into some of these game lessons,” you retort as Loki’s smile drops. You simply wink at him as you take a bite of the bacon on your plate. At that moment, Steve and Wanda walk into the living room. “Good morning, guys.”

“Hey there, kid. How do you feel?” Steve asks.

“Oh, you know, just casually healing from being stabbed and last night the god of mischief rammed his ass into me all night, how about you?” Wanda stifles a laugh at your joke as Steve’s face turns bright red. “I made the Captain blush and Wanda laugh. My day is complete.”

“I think the god of mischief is rubbing off on you, draga moja,” Wanda teases, not knowing that the nickname has a direct line to your sweet spot. Loki seems to notice the change in you and gives you a nod in reference to having the conversation with Wanda that you wanted to have.

“Hey Wanda, do you mind if we go talk for a little bit?” She nods and motions to the patio outside away from everyone. You grab a blanket big enough for two and slowly make your way out there.

“What’s going on?” Wanda asks.

“I think we both know where this conversation is headed.” You wrap the blanket around you too as you sit and take a breath before continuing.

“I…feel things for you that I am unsure I have felt for another woman before, while also feeling that way for Loki. I wish I could remember my life before, but maybe I am not supposed to remember. Don’t get me wrong, I still want to know where I came from, but I’m starting to feel like I belong here.” You pause to adjust the blanket tighter around Wanda, which earns you a smile from her. You take a breath before continuing.

“Loki has made it very clear that he is no stranger to being with more than one person. That being said, I’m still a little hesitant. Not because of you or Loki, but I’m scared at the potential lack of relationship experience that I may or may not have. Not to mention the potential lack of sexual experience, or I could be a total slut-” You finally cut yourself off as you begin to ramble. Wanda smiles and grabs your hand.

“You will be pleased to know that I am in a very similar mindset. My parents died when I was young, and my brother and I were running around just trying to stay out of trouble…ok not really staying out of trouble. Then before long we volunteered for Stricker’s experiments that gave us our powers. That doesn’t exactly leave lots of time for romantic relationships. Especially the kind that you and Loki are suggesting. I won’t deny that I share the same feelings for you at this moment, Loki even. When you were recovering in the hospital wing, I could feel Loki and I growing closer as companions. With more time, I think I will be able to see him more clearly through your eyes.”

“He certainly has a growing soft spot for me as well as one growing for you. I imagine that if we agree as a group to take things slow, he will certainly look out for our well-being. If you are on board, I would like to take this opportunity of my injury house arrest to…explore our relationship. Not physically until I’m fully healed but figure out how our dynamic flows as a group of three. At any speed that you would like.”

Wanda takes a moment to think about it. “I think we should have Loki join the conversation, if that is ok with you.” You nod and look back into the living room, make eye contact with Loki and motion for him to join you. He sits next to you and uses his magic to expand the blanket to all comfortably cover all three of you.

“You wished for me to join you,” Loki says as he settles.

“I have heard what this one here has said about the potential relationship. We both are pretty inexperienced, what can be recalled at least, when it comes to normal relationships, let alone one that involves three people. I would like to know from you what it would take to make a relationship with the three of us work.” Wanda says.

“Well, from what went on in Asgard, it certainly was common to find people being intimate with multiple people at once, in fact it was often encouraged. The ones that had full blown relationships were a little less common, but the common thread between them all was the fact that inside the group, no matter the size, each pair had their own time as couples, if that makes sense. In this instance, I would have time individually with both of you just like Wanda would have time individually with both me and you,” Loki explains.

“That sounds simple and complicated at the same time,” you admit with a little bit of nervousness reflecting in your voice.

“It is ok to be nervous, little one. The most important thing is communication as that is the only way this would work in the first place.”

“Sounds reasonable, not to mention fun once we finally get in a rhythm,” Wanda adds, noticing the way that both your eyes and Loki’s darken at the statement.

“We would learn our dynamics in…certain aspects as we go. I anticipate that we have an idea of who would be in charge. I’m going to have lots to teach you, little one.” You whimper in response to Loki’s statement.

“Now that is not fair Lokes. Especially when you are basically going to keep me on bed rest with no strenuous activities.”

“I need to reveal something.” Wanda takes a deep breath. “I’m still a virgin.” Wanda blurts. You and Loki stare at her unsure what to say in response to that very personal piece of information. You squeeze her hand, and Loki grabs her other hand.

“You might not be the only one. You know the whole memory thing,” you say attempting to lighten the mood. That earns a laugh out of everyone. “How about we just figure it out as we go?”

“Sounds good to me. Wanda?” Loki asks, looking over at Wanda hopefully.

“You two are going to be the death of me. I’m in.”

“Yay!” you squeal. “Can we go back inside? It is VERY cold out here.” Both Loki and Wanda laugh and all three of you head back inside. You settle back on the couch where you had left your plate and continue eating like you weren’t just outside for several minutes. Loki magically reheats the food that is supposed to be warm and settles next to you to your right, Wanda to your left. Peter is sitting in the chair to the right of you and is currently polishing off his plate.

“Aren’t you two going to eat anything?” you ask, eye balling Loki especially. “Don’t give me any of your ‘I’m a god, darling’ crap. You should eat too.”

“If you insist, darling. Wanda, can I get you a plate?” Loki asks Wanda while you not so subtly glare at her, which she laughs at.

“Since she insists, I believe I have no choice.” Wanda admits. Loki heads to the kitchen to get them some food. Wanda has a bit of a brave moment and pulls your left leg onto her lap and starts gently grazing her fingers across your calf, which instantly relaxes your muscles. You lay your head sideways on the back of the couch and close your eyes enjoying being spoiled. Loki makes his way back and sees the moment unfolding and smiles.

He hands Wanda her food and sits down on the couch beside you, placing a hand on your thigh while also placing a gentle kiss on your head. That’s how you guys stay, even when they are done eating and when Peter thrusts a controller in your hand to start the ultimate distraction. A game called fork knife you think?

Peter quickly corrects you and calls it Fortnite. You spend the next couple of days trying to figure out this game, much to Loki and Wanda’s entertainment. Eventually you get the hang of it and even get a win under your belt before he has to go away for homework on the last day. Loki and Wanda took shifts at staying with you, always keeping in physical contact with you. It was very clear that this relationship between the three of you was going to be very touch focused, given Loki and Wanda’s histories alone.

“Are you going stir crazy yet, little one?” Loki asks as he rubs your back.

“Completely. That’s also partially because of the fact that I don’t really have a purpose.”

“Yet. We will get you trained as soon as you are healed. If that is something you want.”

“I need a purpose, as much fun as hanging out with Peter has been and getting my cuddle on with you and Wanda, but I’m losing my mind. It feels like I have no purpose right now, which I hate.”

“You do have a purpose. You keep my bed warm,” Loki says with a grin, smothering you in kisses and cuddles.

“As adorable as that is, I see what she is talking about, Loki. It’ll be ok, draga moja,” Wanda says as she reapproaches the couch. “Maybe we could do some light magic training, but the instant that starts to affect you negatively, we stop.”

“Please, Wanda. I need mental stimulation,” you plead.

“I can think of other ways to stimulate you, darling,” Loki continues to tease, kissing along your neck, earning a moan out of you. You are about to scold him when Wanda has a brave moment and slides her hands up your legs and between your thighs. You whimper as her fingers send electric sparks over your legs.

“Guys, that is not fair. What happened to resting?”

“We can be gentle,” Loki says before scooping you up from the couch. He places a kiss on Wanda’s lips before leading you all to his room. “Promise you are ok with this?” Loki asks Wanda.

“Absolutely.”

******

Chapter Text

Loki puts you down as Wanda shuts the door to Loki’s bedroom behind you.

“Wanda, are you sure you’re ok with this?” Loki asks, not wanting to pressure her.

“I’m ready, I promise, no time like the present to learn,” Wanda answers and pulls you in for a kiss, only releasing you to give Loki a kiss as well.

“This is really happening, is it? Why am I suddenly so anxious?” you ask.

“Don’t worry darling, we’ll take good care of you,” Loki says as he delicately drags his fingers up your arm all the way up to lift your head up ever so slightly and place a kiss on your lips. You sigh as you deepen the kiss and wrap your arms around his neck. You feel two more hands wrap around your waist and place deep, wet, kisses at your neck. You release your kiss with Loki and drop your head on Wanda’s shoulder as Loki’s hands start to wander down your body, careful not to hit your side with the stitches. He gently takes off your shirt and discovers that you were never wearing a bra. You instinctively move to cover yourself.

“Don’t you dare, pet,” Loki instructs. You obey and place your arms at your sides. “Look at how beautiful our girl is,” Loki says to Wanda, who pulls away from you to come around the front and leaves you slightly wobbly. They both stare in silence, admiring your breasts that are out on full display. You practically drool you watch two sets of pupils get blown wide with lust and desire; you can feel the wetness between your legs increasing from being in their gaze. Wanda is the first to move forward to smash her lips to yours, hands roaming to your chest to take a boob in each hand and squeeze, causing you to moan at her lips. Wanda breaks the kiss and lets out a whimper. You open your eyes to discover that Loki has moved his hands up Wanda’s shirt, removed it and started to mirror her actions, currently teasing her nipples into stiff peaks from behind her.

You make eye contact with Wanda and smirk as you both move to take off Loki’s shirt. Your jaw drops at the very clearly defined muscles that were hiding under his plain t-shirt, eyes tracking down to the beautiful V-shaped lines at his hips. Now it’s Loki’s turn to see yours and Wanda’s pupils blown out and dark. He’s decided that there are still too many clothes remaining. A green wave washes over all of you and now you are all naked. Loki and Wanda share a look, and Loki moves to pick you up and place you on the bed. You rest against the headboard and once settled, you instinctively spread your legs, and they can both see how wet you are.

“Isn’t she stunning, Kitten?”

“Absolutely.”

“Ladies first.”

“No, please.” Wanda gestures. “You’re the reason we’re here in the first place.” She places a kiss on his lips before she moves and gets behind your back to support you so you both can view the show that is about to unfold. At this angle, Wanda slightly teasing your breasts, but for the moment she was drinking in the sight of Loki. Loki finally gets on the bed and starts planting kisses at your ankle, leaving a trail kisses and bites on your legs until he finally reaches where you want him to go. He blows a gentle breath towards your pussy which causes your legs to tremble.

“Please, Lokes, I need you.”

“How can I refuse, darling?” Loki starts licking your pussy in long strokes, relishing the feeling of your body’s response to him. You drop your head back onto Wanda’s shoulder as he gently nips at your clit, a whimper escaping your mouth. Loki continues to lap at you, Wanda’s hands sliding down your chest to tease your nipples, adding more stimulation. After a few minutes of continuous pleasure, your whole body is gently shaking.

“Daddy, please let me come,” you beg as you can feel your orgasm approaching.

“Oh fuck, little one. You better keep calling me that if I let you come.”

“Whatever Daddy wants.” Loki immediately goes back to fucking you with his tongue and one last gentle nibble at your clit sends you over the edge into a leg shaking orgasm. Wanda continues to place gentle kisses to your neck to gently bring you back down from your high. Loki places a kiss to your lips and slides his tongue inside your mouth. You chuckle as you can taste yourself on him before he moves to Wanda and places a kiss on her lips as well.

“You taste so sweet, darling,” Wanda whispers in your ear, earning a whimper from you, choosing to nibble at your ear before moving out from behind you and laying your body down. “Take a break and enjoy the show, little one.”  Wanda has a moment of bravery and approaches Loki, hands wandering down his beautifully muscly body before pushing him to lay down next to you on the bed.

“What are you doing, Kitten?” Loki growls, sitting up.

“I want to help you, Daddy. And I want to give our little one a break.” Wanda says, eyes looking pleadingly at him. Loki sits up to place his fingers under her chin and places a deep long kiss on her lips.

“I’m going to let you, but don’t you dare get used to this,” Loki says. Wanda slides up Loki’s body as he lays back down on the bed.

“How are you doing, little one? Anything hurt?” Wanda asks as starts fisting Loki’s cock.

“I’m great, my body is a little sore, but I’m sure the break will help. I’ll certainly be drooling over the show I’m about to get.”

Wanda chuckles and lets go of Loki’s cock, moving up the bed to give Loki a breath taking kiss and moves down, sucking little spots as she goes. She finally gets down to his little tuft of hair that surrounds his massive cock and takes a moment to appreciate it.

“Loki, where were you hiding this?” Wanda asks.

“In my pants, Kitten,” he answers voice dripping with sarcasm. “I mean, I had hoped you would have given me the benefit of the doubt, I am a god after all,” Loki says with a smirk. “Wasn’t there something -?” he moans as he gets cut off by Wanda licking a long stripe from base to tip of his cock. She licks the precum of the tip and sucks on the head, releasing with a pop from her mouth. Loki’s head sinks back against the headboard behind him with a gentle moan and his eyes close. You take this opportunity to catch him off guard to blow a gentle breath on his nipples like he did to your pussy. His head immediately shoots up from the pillow as if he got a shock to the heart. “I thought you said you were a virgin, Kitten. What have you been up to?”

“I may have done some research after our conversation in the hospital room. I told you I was going to think about it, I just thought about all aspects,” Wanda says with a wink. “Now, do you mind? I’d like to get back to it.”

“Careful, you’re lucky your sinful mouth is making me feel good right now.”

“Relax, Daddy. Your girls are taking care of you,” you say as you lick his nipple with your tongue with slow, wet licks with staring directly at him. Wanda resumes her torture, now taking almost the entirety of Loki’s cock, head bobbing up and down in a slower pace than Loki would like. The dominant streak in him has returned and his hand goes behind Wanda’s head, and he pushes her head further on his dick until she chokes. He releases for a second to make sure that she is ok and when she looks at him, her eyes are so dark with lust that you almost can’t see the blue in her eyes.

“I’m not going to last much longer if you keep doing that,” Loki pants. “Be good little girls and help Daddy come.” Both you and Wanda make eye contact and the idea is clear. You move down to her and share a deep kiss before you move to the other side of him, and you both go to lick your respective sides of his cock at the same time. Loki growls a deep growl as he watches both of you play with his cock, his fingers still woven into Wanda’s hair. He feels his balls growing tight as a drum, threatening to explode. Your fingers go to cup his balls, and they travel down towards his round ass. Once they slide through his crack, that is the breaking point for Loki. He shouts your name and Wanda’s name as he spurts long thick ropes of cum on his stomach, you and Wanda sharing more kisses as Loki comes down from his high.

“Don’t you dare think that I’m done with you yet, you naughty minxes,” Loki says as magic cleans away the cum on his stomach. His cock stays hard to both yours and Wanda’s surprise, and he immediately reaches for you. “Wanda lay against the headboard with your legs spread. Come here, little one.” Loki carefully helps you flip to your stomach with your arms on either side. You look up and see your face just inches away from Wanda’s pretty pussy. “Does that feel ok, darling?”

“Dear gods yes, I can’t wait to please her, Daddy,” you whine. You can smell her and desperately want to taste her. “Isn’t she so beautiful?”

“Yes, she is, little one. Kitten looks ready for you, doesn’t she?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Are you ok? You can stop at any time.” Loki reassures Wanda.

“How could I deny her?” Wanda says with a wink, earning a whimper out of you. You look to Loki for permission, he clearly was the one in charge here.

“I am ready to see you work, little one,” Loki growls. He gets behind you and gently but forcefully pushes your head towards Wanda’s pussy. Once you start licking and teasing Wanda to his satisfaction, he releases your head to take his cock in his hand and give himself a few pumps. The way you are bent over right now is driving him crazy and he desperately wants to bury his cock inside of you. Your butt wiggles as you take long, slow licks of Wanda’s pussy whose head is thrown back much like Loki’s was moments before. You use your tongue to dive further in when you feel Loki’s cock slowly tease at your opening.

“Last chance to tell me no,” Loki warns as he pauses, his restraint barely holding on.

“Please please please, Lokes please,” you beg. You moan as he pushes his cock into you and Loki groans as well. Your pussy is so tight and wet and warm it could almost make Loki come right there. He takes a moment to compose himself, so he doesn’t blow his load before he even starts thrusting.

“I need you to move, please,” you beg between licks as you relish how full you feel. Loki slowly starts moving and you are almost constantly moaning against Wanda at the pressure, who is mumbling and moaning at the vibrations. Her head perks up and her eyes can’t decide where to focus. She is having a hard time trying to choose between watching Loki’s cock disappear into you, the look of pure lust on his face, and you lapping up every drop as you use your tongue to fuck her. She can feel the coil in her belly growing tighter and tighter, and with one final flick of her clit, Wanda goes over the edge and comes as you bury your face in her and continue to play until she finally settles to catch her breath. She tries to close her legs from over stimulation, but you don’t let up.

Loki takes this moment to gently raise you up and hold you against his chest, one arm wrapped around your shoulders and the other wrapped around your waist. “Relax and let me take care of you, darling,” Loki whispers as he fucks you, his cock reaching deeper than before with the angle change. “I’m not going to last very much longer, be a good little girl for me.” The arm around your waist reaches down and goes to tease your clit, only to find that Wanda’s mouth has taken to teasing your clit. Your head falls back on Loki’s shoulder and in a few more perfectly timed thrusts, both you and Loki reach your climaxes together as a shock rolls through your body and Loki shoots ropes of cum into you.

Once your breathing has slowed, Wanda sits up on her knees to capture your lips in a chaste, gentle kiss. Loki places small kisses on your back and in that moment, you realize how sore you are. “Wow. I am going to need a lot of training if I am going to be able to keep up with both of you,” you say half laughing. “I’m going to need like 5 naps after that.” Wanda starts to guide you to lay down on your good side, facing her.

“Lay down, little one,” Wanda says, pushing the hair back from your face. Without you even knowing, Loki has retrieved a warm damp cloth and is gently cleaning all of you. When he passes over your clit, you whimper, very overstimulated. “You’re ok doll,” Wanda says. “Lokes just needs to take care of you. You were such a good girl. Get some sleep.”

You are trying hard to fight the sleep, wanting to stay awake for cuddles, but when Loki returns and starts gently scratching your back combined with Wanda pulling the covers over you, you feel your body give in to sleep.

******

Loki and Wanda are sitting to the right side of the bed, you had rolled over onto the left side after about half an hour. Loki was resting on the headboard and Wanda curled into him, head on his chest. Loki wanted to talk to her about her experience.

“How did it feel, Wanda?”

“It felt right, in the best way. If she is that beautiful and incredible even while injured and if you are that incredible in your ability to control the room, you two truly will be the death of me,” Wanda says with a smile. “How did you feel about it?”

He looks down at you and smiles before turning back to her to answer. “I was certainly right about my attachment to her. Or at least partially right.”

“What do you mean?”

“I had no idea when I met her that my attachment was not only for her, but that it would lead me to you as well.” Loki takes the moment to drag a finger down Wanda’s cheek. “I don’t think this would work without you. I am clearly very dominant, she appears to be very submissive, but you are a perfect balance to that. Do you have a preference?”

“Dominant? Submissive? I’m sorry I don’t follow.”

“Think of dominant like a leader and submissive as a follower.”

“Oh, I see.” She brushes a stray piece of hair out of your face and smiles. “With her, I think I would be a less extreme version of dominant. With you, I would get on my knees for you any day. I don’t know if I could be dominant all the time. It appears to take a lot of focus and discipline that I don’t have, or at least, for the moment I don’t have.”

“You don’t need to be perfect. All I ask is that you be open about how you feel with anything and everything. Sound good, Kitten?”

“Yes, it does. Now I have a question for you. What should I call you? Lokes is a given, but I feel that’s reserved for our little one.”

“I’ll think about it, I’m sure the more we play the more we could think of names. I don’t care if you end up calling me the same thing, I have loved every name you guys have called me so far, which is no easy feat. My priority right now is to make sure that I take care of you. Both of you. I’m glad we didn’t hurt her.” Loki says, now stroking your cheek.

“She’s pretty amazing, isn’t she? I desperately want to learn more about her. I feel very much protective of her, almost more so than Pietro.”

“I feel the very same way. I’d like to hope that we can find more information about her. I just want to protect her from threats that may cross her path. I have this nagging thought in the back of my head that she used her magic to escape something. I so desperately hope that I am wrong.”

Loki and Wanda continue talking for about an hour, you finally wake up and roll over to snuggle into the other side of Loki.

“Hey there, sleepy head. Welcome back to the land of the living,” Loki says with a big smile.

“Mmph, I don’t want to get up. So comfy,” you sleepily respond.

“We need to at least get some food in you after that thorough fuck.” Loki replies earning a whine from you in response. Wanda reaches across to gently pull on your hair causing you to look up at her.

“Don’t be a brat, little one,” Wanda whispers, her voice lowering down an octave. You whimper again, but this time in obedience.

“Ok,” you say just as quietly. “Mommy,” you add, earning a gentle smack followed by a kiss from Wanda. You move to get up and your body screams at you. Loki notices you moving pretty slowly.

“Are you ok? What hurts?”

“I’m ok, my muscles are just really sore. I have a feeling I’m going to be sore for a while.”

Wanda takes that moment to pick you up in her arms. “My turn to carry you,” she says placing a kiss on your check.

“Am I ever going to be able to walk anywhere?”

“Not while you’re injured, you’re not,” Loki chimes in. He walks by to place a kiss on your head and starts to head towards the door.

“Ugh fine, but there is one problem. We are all still naked. And unless you would like to share me with everyone else, not to mention mentally scar Peter, I’d suggest we all put on clothes.” A green wave passes over all of you, and you are fully clothed in a second. “That is…helpful and weird.”

“There’s more where that comes from, darling.”

“That’s not fair and you know it,” you say with a growl. The three of you finally make your way to the living room, you in Wanda’s arms. She places you on the couch and gives you a kiss on the forehead before heading to get you a plate of dinner.

******

The next eight days fly by. You, Loki and Wanda have forgone sleeping in separate rooms and instead find refuge in Loki’s room. You haven’t had any more threesomes like that first time, but each couple has slowly grown in dynamic through playtime on their own, which you think is really helping. You also predict that once you are fully healed, there will be many more times that all three of you will be participating in sex at once.

You have also begun to grow relationships with almost everyone there, Peter, Tony and Steve being highlights for completely different reasons. Peter has begun to feel like a little brother as he excitedly shows you anything and everything. You are endlessly fascinated by everything he’s shown you, realizing how much there truly is to this world. Tony is certainly being very territorial and father-like. You find it endearing and spend lots of time in the lab with him on the nights that you can’t sleep and don’t wish to bother Loki and Wanda. Steve is the one that you can rely on to help you work on pulling information from your dreams/nightmares and has become someone you can chat with. The nightmares are still happening, but Steve thinks that your body is trying to protect itself. You haven’t told Wanda and Loki about them unless they are already awake, they both already get so little sleep. You hate feeling like a bother.

You have been taking small lessons into practicing your magic. Moving items telekinetically, materializing things. Only small things, nothing truly useful. You’re trying not to let what you think is a lack of progress make you feel useless, but some days you’ve shut down.  

There still hasn’t been any new information about you, but that doesn’t mean you have stopped trying. Your memory has been coming back in pieces, but you can’t really make anything of it. Bruce has said that your wound is healing really nicely with no infection and the stiches have been removed, so you’re hoping that you can fully train with your magic within the next couple days.

You wake up one morning and something just feels…off. You feel like you are being watched, but you shrug it off as lack of sleep from the night before, thanks to a handsy and horny Loki. Your day is mundane and slightly boring, you catch a snuggle and a movie with Wanda while Loki spends some time with Thor. Of course, you never do end up watching the movie all the way through as Wanda wanted to take her turn to play with you, especially after hearing about it in the morning.  

It’s dinner time now, so people are starting to gather in the living room and mingle as usual. Tony is the last one into the room, mumbling something about a security issue. You catch a couple of words, but don’t really think anything of it as Peter distracts you.

“Hey, you want to play some Fortnite later?”

“I’d like – “

BAM! A grenade breaks through the window and goes off in the middle of the living room and all the Avengers jump into action. Loki flips over the couch and you on it, hitting your head as you flip off it. Men enter the room, guns blazing. You get yourself against the back wall by the piano, or what’s left of it anyway. Your ears are ringing, and your head feels like it’s going to explode.

You force your eyes to open and the living room that was in one piece, not even 5 seconds ago, is covered in falling concrete dust. You don’t see any signs of Loki or Wanda near you. You begin to shout, but you can’t hear anything you’re saying. A figure in black grabs you and you feel a prick in your neck. You try to force your eyes to stay open, but eventually your lids get heavy, and everything fades to black.

******

The living room is in complete disarray. Furniture in pieces. Dust. Broken glass everywhere. Everyone who was there is covered in scrapes from the glass, Peter and Wanda are getting treated in the med wing, both for a broken arm from being thrown back from the impact. Tony is desperately trying to use F.R.I.D.A.Y. to get any sort of clues into the identities of who was able to get in. There is one person in custody, but no one has been able to get them to talk. Wanda is finishing getting patched by Bruce in the med wing and Loki has been frantically checking every room in the building. He bursts into the med wing and Wanda’s heart drops at the look on his face.

“I can’t find her. I checked everywhere. We need to find out who the intruders are,” Loki announces, immediately coming to grab Wanda’s hand for comfort. “Are you ok?”

“I’m all fine here. Just a broken wrist, I’ll be healed in no time. What about you? Are you hurt?” Wanda asks, eyes scanning Loki quickly.

“No, I’m fine, and even if I wasn’t, I heal fairly quickly. I need to go find Tony and see if he has any info. We have to find her.” Loki replies without making eye contact with Wanda.

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s ok. We’ll get her back.” Wanda squeezes his hand in an attempt to ground him without drawing too much attention to him. He still refused to make eye contact with her but is stopped in his attempt to leave the room. “Guys, you will give us a moment?” Bruce and Peter nods as they leave the room, not willing to fight back against an angry appearing god at the moment. The moment the door shuts, Wanda uses her non broken hand to put her fingers under his chin and have their eyes meet. When they do, her heart breaks. Loki’s eyes are swirling with doubt, fear and guilt. She pulls gently on his head to put their foreheads together. “Deep breath, Lokes.” He follows her instruction for barely a couple breaths before he speaks.

“I’m fine, don’t worry about me.” Loki says sadly.

“Well, guess what? It’s my job to worry about you. Especially since she’s not here.” Wanda places a gently kiss on his lips that turns deeper. “Tell me what I can do to help you.”

“I need to forget that she’s not here. Just for a moment. Please.” Loki’s pleading eyes meet hers again. She knows he doesn’t use that word often. She takes a deep breath and nods. She kneels down and with one hand, begins to undo Loki’s pants.

“Just relax for me, Lokes. Let me take care of you,” Wanda says before taking his cock in her mouth. She forgoes the teasing, just wanting to take away the pain. It won’t take all of it away, that won’t be gone until you return safe and sound, but at least it’s a start. She starts bobbing her head up and down on his cock, hollowing her cheeks to take as much of him as possible. Loki has been moaning since her tongue even touched his cock. He lets her go at her own pace for a little bit, letting his balls slowly draw up, getting closer and closer to orgasm.

Wanda looks up at his eyes, gone is the fear and anxiety driven emotions he felt mere moments ago, replaced now by lust blown pupils. He looks down at her and decides that he isn’t going to let her finish him off this way. He needs to fill her up right now. He picks her up by the chin and bends her over the table behind her.

“Be a good girl for Daddy and maybe I’ll let you come.” Loki says as he pulls down Wanda’s pants and plunges his cock into her tight folds. They both moan at the sensation of her tight, dripping wet pussy squeezing around Loki’s cock.

“Move please, I need to forget too,” Wanda begs, already building to an orgasm. Loki is eager to assist and starts thrusting into her at a punishing rate. Moans and pleas are constantly spilling from Wanda’s mouth, tears threatening to spill over from her eyes. “Please don’t stop, Daddy.”

“Wasn’t planning on it, Kitten,” Loki says, using his arms to bring her torso back against his, much like he had with you. “Let go for me little one, I’m right behind you,” he commands to her. A couple more well timed and placed thrusts, Wanda explodes on his cock and Loki groans as he shoots rope after rope of cum into Wanda.

“Well, not how I thought I would lose my virginity,” Wanda says casually. Loki’s eyes go wide and Wanda laughs. “It’s ok, Lokes. I just wish our girl was here, she’s going to be so pissed she missed it.” She turns to place a kiss on Loki’s cheek as their breathing evens out. Wanda winces as she moves her broken arm on instinct as she attempts to pull her pants back up.

“Hey, don’t you dare, little lady. Let me help you. It’s the least that I can do.” Loki cleans her up inside and out with magic and pulls up her pants. Only once he has completely taken care of her, does he do the same to himself. He gently pulls her into his arms in a comforting hug. “Do you think that we will find her?”

“I don’t want to think about what would happen if we didn’t. I’m just glad that I don’t have to do this alone.”

“Me too, darling.” Loki agrees, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. “She has a whole group of people looking for her.”

******

You slowly come to after hearing voices talking around you loudly. You don’t open your eyes as you will yourself to pay attention to what they are saying.

“Master will be pleased that our star has been returned to us,” an unknown male says.

“He will not be pleased with the number of casualties we suffered to get her,” a second male answers.

“I want to know how the fuck she even got there in the first place and managed to escape without setting off a single alarm,” a third says, clearly the boss. “Wake her up. NOW!”

A shock rolls through your body as you jolt up, finding yourself restrained at your ankles and wrists, pain surging through your whole body. Your eyes burst open to find none other than Alexander Pierce staring back at you once your eyes decide to focus.

“Welcome back, my little star. I thought we had lost you. Low and behold, I find you in the Avengers tower. Imagine my luck to hear that you had gotten yourself there all by yourself. Is there something that you need to tell me about how you got there?” You keep your mouth shut, refusing to respond. The less he knows, the better. “So disappointing.” A hand slaps hard across your face, but you stand your ground. “Seems that our soldier has grown a pair in her time away from us. Wipe her.”

******

Loki and Wanda finally join the others in the squad room after their moment in the med wing. Everyone is gathered around the table, looking incredibly disheveled and as the two enter the room fully, Tony tells F.R.I.D.A.Y. to clear the screen. Wanda immediately notices the heaviness in the air, takes one look at Peter’s tear-stained face, and knows it can’t be good.

“Tony, what was that?” Wanda asks.

“What was what?” Tony responds too quickly.

“I saw that, is it about her? There’s no need to sugar coat around us.” She moves closer to Peter and gives him a big hug, putting his face in her shoulder.

“You heard the lady, Stark. Put whatever it is back up, now,” Loki adds.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y., replay the video.” Video? Loki thinks to himself, casting a glance at Wanda and joining her side. He is nowhere near prepared for what is about to come. The video starts with you bound by your ankles and wrists; head drooped to the side. A man speaks in Icelandic at you, and you do not respond. Everyone is unable to tell whether it is because you are choosing to not respond or if you are unable to. The sentence is repeated with no response from you. A stick is dug into the side of your body with the almost fully healed stab wound and you jolt awake, your blood curdling scream loud enough to wake the dead. It feels like agony as they watch this happen two more times, Peter flinching every time he hears you scream while Wanda holds him in a tight hug, her arms are currently wrapped around him as tight as a boa constrictor.

“Alright, stop! Please!” Loki shouts, everyone but Wanda, Peter, and Thor shocked at his outburst and choice of words. “How much longer does that go on?”

“Another 20 seconds maybe, then it just cuts. No ransom, no demands, nothing,” Tony says dejectedly.

“Do we know what they were asking her?” Steve asks, trying to get any sort of helpful clues as to where you are being held.

“They were asking how she got here in the tower on her own. She managed to come here without setting any alarms. I think that’s good; it lets us know that they don’t know about her magic,” Bucky answers with a little bit of hope.

“Is the guy that we left alive saying anything?” Steve asks Tony. Before he can respond, Nick Fury enters the room.

“Twice in one month this building has been under attack. There better be a damn good reason why,” Fury says.

“Fury is making house calls. This can’t be good,” Tony quips.

“Somebody answer me.”

“We had an intruder about a month ago who couldn’t remember anything about herself and used magic to get teleport herself here. She was staying here when the first attack happened and was stabbed in the first attack, has been recouping ever since. We thought she was better here, especially if she had powers,” Natasha answered.

“What do you mean she had powers? And why didn’t anyone tell me about this? Do you have any pictures of her?” Fury seems to be digging for something, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Natasha and Bucky. They share a knowing glance at each other.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y., throw up a picture,” Tony instructs. A picture of you is thrown up on the TV and Fury is speechless for a few moments.

“You found her?”

“Found who? Who is she to you?” Loki speaks up.

“She’s our agent. She has been missing for two years. She was undercover when we lost contact, she was investigating the few branches of Hydra that still remained, even after the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D. Due to the events with Thanos, the search for her got put on the back burner. How the hell did she get here?”

The footage from the night you arrived is now playing, Fury studying it silently.

“How did she manage to go missing? And if she works for you, why didn’t her fingerprints bring up results when we ran them through the system?” Bruce asks.

“We buried her details so that her cover wouldn’t be blown. We tried to keep in contact with her daily, but she was supposed to check in when she felt safe enough to. Eventually, she just stopped checking in, so we sent out a search party to her last known location. When there was almost nothing left of the former base, we knew that she had been taken and that they had moved from their previous location.”

“So, you have no information on her new location? Any idea what they were doing to her? Why did you abandon her?” Loki practically shouts at Fury, who merely stares at him.

“It wasn’t for lack of trying. When a big purple dude tries to end life to half of the universe, that takes priority. After the first attack on the Tower, we did some digging in hopes for a lead on where the new base was. Now that we have confirmed that she has been taken, maybe we can get a location now.”

“So, use her as bait? Absolutely not,” Loki protests.

“Since when do I take orders from you?” Fury lashes back at Loki.

“I want to go after her. She needs to come back home,” Loki admits.

Wanda lets go of Peter and grabs Loki’s arm in an effort to get him to back down. He shakes her off and her heart breaks a little, but she keeps her composure.

“You keep this up, Loki, I might have to bench you from participating,” Fury threatens. That seems to get through to Loki, shooting Wanda an apologetic look and she nods in understanding. “Do some digging, I’ll do the same and we will meet in a day to go over our findings. Try not to break any more bones while you’re at it.” Fury walks out and there is silence amongst the others.

“First thing we should do is interrogate the one that was still alive,” Steve says, ever the strategist.

“I’ll do it,” Loki says immediately.

“Not a chance, Fury was right, you and Wanda are too close to this. They took her for a reason, trying to use her as bait now that they have her back. Trying to draw us out and separate us. I move to vote that you and Wanda be removed from the research of this. All those in favor raise your hand.” Everyone slowly raises their hands, Peter being the exception.

“I really don’t think that is a good idea. We can help,” Loki basically pleading.

“Loki, that’s enough. Follow me to our room, come on. Please,” Wanda says, pulling on his arm.

“No, I will not. We need to help find her.”

“We will be no use to them in our current states.” Wanda’s voice drops to a whisper. “Follow me, now.” Loki gets the message and stops his protests, following her to your shared room.

“It feels weird without her here. Can we stay in your room instead?” Loki asks.

“Of course, Lokes. Come on.” Wanda leads him into her room and the instant the door is shut behind her, all she wants to do is scold him for his earlier tone with Fury. She turns around to do so but instead is stopped in her tracks by Loki’s eyes, pupils swimming with the same fear and guilt from earlier. She grabs his face in her cast free hand, and he leans into them. “I know you want to fight to find her. You are not in any condition to help today. What can I do to help you, Loki?”

“Can you just…hold me? Help me try and close this day on a positive?” Loki admits, his voice trembling.

“Of course, my dear. You’ll just have to be patient with me since this arm is not really going to be too comfortable to lay on.” That earns a small smile out of Loki.

“Please, my dear. Get comfortable, I need to use the bathroom anyway.” He parts with a small kiss on her forehead, Wanda starts by getting undressed and tries to put on one of Loki’s t-shirts but fails. Loki comes back out and chuckles a little before coming over to help her. Eventually she settles against the headboard and Loki curls into her good side, looping her arm around his back. It doesn’t stay there for long though, she goes to stroke her fingers through Loki’s hair, feeling him relax into her and his breathing even out, indicating that he has fallen asleep.

“Go to sleep, love. Tomorrow is a new day,” Wanda says as she places a kiss into the sleeping man’s head.

******

Meanwhile, in the living room. Peter has fallen asleep on the couch, Bucky and Steve are pouring a third cup of coffee each, Tony and Thor bickering like idiots, Natasha sitting quietly in the armchair just observing and thinking to herself. Bruce on the other hand, appears to be combing through both the video that was sent and any video of you from the day that the attack happened. And then…he sees it. A way to track you.

“Tony, Tony, Tony!” Bruce shouts. “The clothes that she was wearing, did you manage to modify them at all to let off a beacon?”

“I don’t know if I finished it completely, but we might be able to get a rough location for her. F.R.I.D.A.Y., activate the beacon in the kid’s clothes.” A map pulls up with a blinking light on it.

“It’s not an exact location, boss. The accuracy is within 100 miles from the center point.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. states. “The center point is located 20 miles south of Kirishi, Russia.”

“There’s barely 50,000 people who live there, certainly discreet,” Natasha says. “Unfortunately, 100 miles is still a large amount of space to cover, is there any way we can narrow it?”

“I can send the Iron Legion out to do some recon, it’ll still take a couple of days to do it, travel time alone taking up a huge chunk of it. We can at least start the process until Fury checks back in tomorrow,” Tony answers.

“That means it’s time for bed for everyone. We are going to need a ton of rest,” Steve orders. He gently wakes Peter who was still sleeping on the couch.

“Did we find her yet?” Peter asks Steve.

“Not yet, kiddo, but we’ve got a plan. Time for you to go to bed. Come on, bud.”

“But we have to find her, Steve. She’s all alone.”

“I know. We have a plan, but you are going to be no help to her if you are sleep deprived. Plus, Fury is supposed to be back tomorrow to share intel. I know it’s not a complete answer, but it’s a start. Please don’t fight me on this anymore, or I’ll call May.”

“I’m going, I’m going. I just want to get her back.”

“I know, Peter. We will.”

******

Chapter Text

Fury arrives the next morning to a sleepy and emotionally drained squad of Avengers. Whatever sleep was had last night wasn’t restful. Even though they slept curled up together, Wanda and Loki both woke up on separate occasions due to nightmares reliving yesterday over and over again. Both were too stubborn to wake the other of course, so they suffered in silence.

“Everyone is certainly chipper this morning,” Fury says, dripping with sarcasm.

“What did you find?” Steve asks.

“Well, our team has a rough amount of remaining bases that we can check, most of them being in Russia currently. But in terms of having an exact location, we are short. I heard that she had a habit of not sleeping well. Do we have any idea what she saw? Flashbacks, anything?”

“Not from what she showed us. But who knows how much she didn’t tell us, she still felt like a bother to us. Let me go back through what she did show me with Wanda’s help.” Loki admits. He nods to Wanda to join his mind. He is currently circling through his memories of what you have shown him, hoping Wanda can aid in any missed details.

“While they do that, what do the rest of you have?” Fury asks the rest of the group.

“Well, you guys were right about the country. There was a tracker Tony installed in her clothes that narrowed it down to a 100 miles radius around Kirishi, a small city of with barely a population of 50,000, so certainly remote enough to have a hideout with minimal people noticing, especially if they picked on the outskirts of the city.” Steve says. “Are they able to have potential for an increased energy signatures if we know the rough area where they could be?”

“We were still working on scanning, but now that we have a city, I can tell them where to look now. Let me make that call.” Fury says. As he takes that moment, Loki and Wanda both come out from searching Loki’s mind.

“Did you guys find anything?” Tony asks.

“Nothing on the location, but we found a reoccurring face. I have no idea who they are though.” Loki answers, his voice filled with hope for the first time since you were taken.

“Is there a way for us to see who?” Steve asks. Wanda then uses her magic to spread the face around everyone’s mind, including Fury who had just hung up the phone.

“Motherfucker,” Fury says.

“Who is it?” Loki asks.

“Alexander Pierce. We thought he was killed when S.H.I.E.L.D. collapsed. Natasha was there. How the hell is he alive?”

“Well, at this point, I don’t know if it matters how he is alive, but is there any way that we can track his whereabouts? Got any spies anywhere near the area that can do some reconnaissance?”

“I got one that I can call, if I can reach him, he can be on the move in 20 minutes.” Fury says, once again leaving to make a call.

“So, what does this mean? Are we any closer to getting her?” Wanda asks.

“I’m very hopeful, we certainly made some progress today, it’s potentially looking like we will be able to locate the base that she is being held in within the next few days, maybe earlier depending on what Fury’s spy says,” Steve answers. Wanda tries to hide the fear on her face, but Loki can see her eyes swimming with doubt. Steve sees it too, but he knows there is nothing that he could say except ‘gear up’ that would fix how she was feeling.

“We’ve got this well-handled for now, why don’t you guys take a break? We’ll let you know if we find anything.” Steve offers. Wanda replies with a simple nod and heads back to her room, Loki closely in tow. She walks to the middle of the room and then stops, not facing Loki. He slowly approaches her, wrapping his arms around her and places gentle kisses on her shoulders.

“You want to talk about it?” Loki gently prods.

“I just feel…helpless. I wish I knew where she was, I wish I knew how to help her, I wish we could just…go save her.” Wanda admits, still not facing Loki.

“I know, little one. We’ll get her back. I wish there was a way to get a hold of her.” Loki says. “Want to watch a movie to distract yourself?”

“Does that come with head scratches?”

“Of course, my dear.” Loki plants a kiss on her head and goes to pick a movie. He tries to keep his worries to himself but wonders how long it will be before they can get you back.

******

You have no idea how long it has been since you were taken, it could be days, it could be weeks. You have been stuck in either complete darkness or have felt the bright stinging artificial lights across your face, fed scraps of food in the dark room that matched the one from one of your nightmares, your resolve barely managing to hold up. Every night you dream of jobs that you completed for this man, the lives you’ve taken, some of whom have been children. I can’t think about them yet. I need to think about getting back.

Every day you spend apart from Loki and Wanda, the more your hope diminishes. You wonder if they will ever come at all.

*****

It had been two weeks since you were taken. Fury’s contact in Russia is still off the grid, so the exact location of the bases are still unknown, even with the help from the tracker in your clothes. Loki and Wanda rarely left her room, only leaving to get food. They were basically forbidden from the living room otherwise and all conversation ceased when they entered. They snapped at each other constantly, but still slept in each other’s arms at night, hoping for some kind of relief. One night when they were mindlessly watching a movie, Loki’s anger was bubbling as it did after another day of doing nothing, his thoughts screaming at Wanda. That gave her an idea.

What if I try and find her thoughts? Wanda thinks into Loki’s head. That causes him to pause and turn to face her.  

How far can your magic even spread?

If we can nail down a location, I can send a thought in that direction and see what I pick up. Can we go back to where everyone is?

Loki nods but first wraps her in a big hug. “I don’t want you to get your hopes up or feel disappointed if it doesn’t work. I know you want to help her; I just don’t want to see you more hurt if it doesn’t work, ok?”

“I know, but I want to try. Even if it doesn’t work.” She stands on her tip toes to give him a kiss and practically drags him back to the living room.

“Guys, we told you we would let you know,” Tony says.

“We know, just hear me out. What if I have a way to potentially communicate with her?” Wanda says quickly, hoping that it works. “We all know that I can decipher thoughts and match the voices, does anyone else think that I could be able to find her mind if we can narrow down the location of the base? I mean how many are there in the area that we are looking?”

“You really think it would work? Or are we reaching for straws here?” Tony says.

“Just tell me if you guys were able to narrow down a list of possible bases. Please,” Wanda pleads. At that moment, Fury returns to the room and doesn’t wait to address everyone.

“My contact was finally able to get back to me and is working on getting the exact coordinates. We have three potential bases that she could be in based on the location of the tracker,” Fury answers.

“What makes you think that you’ll be able to reach her mind? Have you ever pushed your powers that far before?” Steve asks.

“Distance doesn’t matter once I know how a person’s thoughts sound, which I do. Since we have narrowed her to Russia and now to three potential bases, is there a reason that we can’t hop in the Quinjet and start making our way there? That way at least we could be in the same rough area as her, that would help as well. Gear up, right?” Loki casts a look at her, subtly reminding her not to get her hopes up.

“Steve, the witch makes a point. We could at least start heading there. The Iron Legion will have gotten a head start on scanning for us, but now that we have those bases they could start to scope it out for us, so that should also help while we make our way there,” Tony adds. Steve ponders the thought, trying not to look at Loki and Wanda who are trying to prove that they can stay calm, even though inside all they want to do is scream at people to move.

“Alright, gear up.”

******

You slowly wake, realizing that you are being carried from the room where you were in during the videotaping sessions. You keep your eyes closed, trying to get a sense of direction of where you were currently at, counting steps that they take, your body taking a dip when you realize that you are going down the four sets of stairs. You’ve been doing this whenever you can, but most of the time you’ve been groggy. You abruptly stop and get thrown into your cell, trying not to show signs of being awake. Once they leave, you open your eyes and find that you were in the same cell that you have been in since you got here, which was the you saw in one of your nightmares, thankfully missing the dead body. You search the room for anything to help like you’ve done every time you have gotten dropped off, but don’t manage to find anything. All of a sudden, you fall to one knee as memories flood your head.

“Ready to comply?” a voice says in Icelandic.

“Yes,” you reply in Icelandic.

“I need you to kill this man. No witnesses.” A picture of the man is placed in front of you.

“I will not fail.”

24 hours later

You walk into the hotel lobby, your target harassing someone at the bar. You look absolutely stunning in your black dress, slit up your right leg, your hair a short jet-black bob wig to match the dress, as you easily ignore the uncomfortable warmth the wig brought. You head to the bar, asking for a vodka martini. You evaluate your surroundings, it was early, right around six o clock, right as the dinner rush was starting. Perfect, just busy enough that it would be hard for anyone to narrow it down to you.

You cast your eyes towards your target, turning on the sex appeal as you take a fake sip of your drink. He abandons the previous woman for you, making his way over to you. This man was going to be much too easy to kill. He was tipsy headed to drunk, barely coherent as he attempted to draw out a pickup line about not seeing you before. You feign being flattered and in almost no time, you let him lead you towards his room, letting him press the buttons for the elevator and making sure he enters the room first.

He walks further into the room towards the bed and he turns to face you, his face reflecting sudden sobriety as he realizes that your knife has been pulled out from the hidden sheath on your leg.

“Hail H.Y.D.R.A.,” you mutter in Icelandic as you turn him and swipe your now exposed blade across his throat, managing not to get a drop of blood on you as you place your knife back in the sheath. You speak freely, asking for exfil, and exit the room without leaving a trace that you were there.  

Back at the base in Kirishi, Russia.

“Well done, my firecracker,” the boss praises in Icelandic. “You are looking more and more like the Winter Soldier every day. It’s a shame that he can’t be here to see your glorious work. One day soon you shall surpass him.”

You shake your head and the memory fades; you find yourself still kneeling on the ground. Your mind is still swirling with questions, and you feel overwhelmed, panic rising in your chest as your breath quickens. You try and picture Loki and Wanda next to you, trying to remember what their voices sound like.

God, I wish they were here, I want to get out of here. I want to hurt that man; I want to go home. How did I get here? Will they even find me?

The questions swirl and your breathing has turned into hyperventilating, spots of black invading the sides of your vision, and you flail in an attempt to catch yourself from completely faceplanting. Your thoughts were slowly fading as you begin to lose yourself to the panic, when a voice pokes through the fog, the name you had given yourself gently echoing through your head.

“Wanda?” you say.

******

There is an overwhelming feeling of tension across the Quinjet, the team have been taking turns sleeping or pacing. Loki was currently napping with his head in Wanda’s lap, Wanda gently running her fingers through Loki’s hair.

“Hey, we are about a 15 miles out of Kirishi. If you’re going to try anything, now’s the time,” Steve says. He fought for both Loki and Wanda to come, if they were right and they did find you, you would need both of them. Wanda nods at Steve, nudging Loki awake, and he sits right up.

“I need you in case I find her. A second set of eyes for details while I just focus on trying to find her. I don’t even know if this is going to work,” Wanda says, trying and failing to feign confidence.

“It’ll be ok. We will find her,” Loki says while he pushes a stray hair out of Wanda’s face. “I’m ready when you are, darling.” Wanda nods and he enters her mind to simply observe as she searches for your thoughts. While this is going on, Steve speaks to the rest of the team.

“Alright, team. Here’s the low down. I just got a call from Fury saying that the first base was negative for any people or activity, that leaves us with two bases to check. Tony, anything on the Iron Legion?”

“They are enroute to the second base as we speak, the one closest to us. I recommend we split, flyers get a head start towards the final and furthest base, everyone else except Wanda and Loki search the 2^nd base. If we narrow it down to the third base, we have F.R.I.D.A.Y. pilot the Quinjet to get them there.”

“Why can’t the majority of us go to the third base and circle back if we need to?” Peter asks.

“We’re hoping that we don’t even need to fully split up. We are hoping that we can get any kind of clue from Wanda, but we have to be prepared in case we can’t,” Steve answers. “The Iron Legion is under instructions to observe and report. I get it kid; you want to go in as hard as we can. We can’t go in risking everyone if it isn’t even the right place.”

“I can fly ahead with Thor and check out the furthest base the fastest and most efficient, and hopefully Loki and Wanda can confirm her location. It’s the best shot she has. No more discussion. Thor let’s go. F.R.I.D.A.Y., open the hatch,” Tony commands. Without another word, the door opens, and Tony and Thor fly out of the Quinjet.

“Alright, you heard them. Standby while they check the furthest one and the Iron Legion begins to check the closer one. Hopefully Wanda will be able to help us,” Steve says. While this is happening, Wanda is scanning, trying to find any sign of you. A quiet chanting taps at the edges of Wanda’s focus. God, I wish they were here, I want to get out of here. I want to hurt that man; I want to go home. How did I get here? Will they even find me? It takes all of her power to focus on that voice, but she finally clings to it by the last sentence. Wanda calls your name, and it takes all your power to stay awake enough to respond.

“Wanda?”

“Hey little one, we’re coming to get you,” her voice is stronger now, realizing that she found you.

“You are? How did you find me?”

“An explanation for another time; I need you to tell me everything you know.”

“I don’t know where I am, the guy that was in my dreams before is the one overseeing everything. I’m in a room with no windows and metal bars on the only opening out of the cell. I took four flights of stairs down, I only stayed awake for a couple trips. I’m so sorry, I tried to focus more, I let you down,” you respond.

“It’s ok, darling, you did so well. We’re so close. Loki is here too; we are both coming for you. Can you show me the memory?” You show her the memory of you being led to where you currently are. “Good girl, you’re so brave. Loki, let everyone know we’ve made contact.”

“Hang in there, darling,” Loki says before leaving Wanda’s mind. Hearing both of their voices again was overwhelming, almost bringing you to tears.

“Hey, none of that,” Wanda says, feeling your emotions threatening to take over. “I’m not going anywhere until we are in the building, ok?”

BAM!

A loud explosion and a mini earthquake go off and you dodge to avoid the debris that falls from the ceiling. Gunfire is constant and the sound of thunder is heard.

“Wanda, I hear thunder and gunfire. Are you guys here?”

“Thor and Tony are, which means we know exactly where you are. Take cover and see if you can tap into your magic. We are so close, draga moja. I’m going to go tell the others, ok? We’ll see you soon.”

Her voice fades from your mind, and for the first time since you had been captured, your hope of being found has increased and with the little energy you have, you grab a piece of broken rock and hide out of sight as best you can from the metal bar door.

******

“Guys, she heard Tony and Thor, she’s at the furthest base. She said that Alexander Pierce was the one there, just like in her dreams. We need to move to help them,” Wanda said, practically jumping out of her own skin after leaving your mind. She immediately looks for Loki, who catches her as she stumbles over while attempting to stand up from her perch.

“Hey, you’re ok, I’ve got you. I’m so proud of you darling,” Loki says pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, his eyes filled with hope for the first time since you were taken.

“You heard them, gear up,” Steve says. “Five minutes from the base, hopefully Tony and Thor have taken out most of the outside guards. Loki, Wanda, your main objective is to retrieve her. Natasha and I will try and find Alexander Pierce. The rest of you will keep everyone else busy. I’ll let Tony and Thor know they are in the right place.”

Finally arriving at the base, taking it over is an easy task, coupled by years of working together and Tony and Thor’s advancement by clearing out most of the outside crew. Tony had F.R.I.D.A.Y. scan the building once he learnt that you were definitely here, getting a layout of the number of floors. With the description from Wanda for the number of stairs you had gone down, he narrowed it down to the bottom two floors of the compound. That’s where Loki and Wanda begin their search, making quick work the rooms with doors that match yours. They get down to the bottom floor, where you hear footsteps, unaware that they were coming from the people you wanted the most. You still sit quietly with the piece of rock in your hand, hearing your door open. You round the corner, rock raised to strike when you see familiar green and gold armor block your path and grab your wrist.

“Did you really think that would work, darling? Loki says.

“You’re here?”

“In the flesh. Wanda, I’ve got her.” He effortlessly picks you up, waits for Wanda to place a hand on his arm, and teleports all three of you back to the Quinjet.

“We’ve got her, Wanda and I are back at the Quinjet. Status report,” Loki calls into the comms.

“We need a little help with the rest of the people on the floors above you. We are very not clear,” Peter responds.

“Loki, go help them. Natasha and I are still on the hunt for Pierce,” Steve answers. Loki pauses to give you a quick kiss on the lips before teleporting out to help. You start to go after him, but you are easily stopped by Wanda, who wraps her arms around you.

“It’s ok, they need help. He’s just going to help them.” Wanda finally takes in how pale, warm and clammy you are. She watches your face as the adrenaline leaves your body and the toll of the weeks of captivity have finally caught up with you. You lean into her for support and she brings you over to the med bench that has been built into the Quinjet and once on it your body relaxes, eyes falling shut. After getting no response from you at your name, Wanda calls out for the A.I. “F.R.I.D.A.Y., help me. What’s wrong with her?”

“She is malnourished, dehydrated and has several bruises across her body, similar to the torture that was shown in the video that was sent a few weeks ago. She also appears to have an infection, unknown cause or origin.”

“Guys, we got her back to the ship, but she just went down. I don’t know what to do to help her. She’s feverish and F.R.I.D.A.Y. think she has an infection,” Wanda says into her comms. “Please tell me you guys are almost done.”

“Natasha and I found Pierce and made sure that he’s dead for good. We also downloaded all the intel we could,” Steve responds. “Fighting team, come in.” No response from anyone. “Fighting team, come in.” Tony finally answers.

“We are done, but we are going to need medical help. Loki got shot. Thor is bringing him to the jet now.” As if on command, a thud from outside the Quinjet is heard as Thor lands. Thor quickly runs in with Loki in his arms.

“Put him here, F.R.I.D.A.Y., scan for the bullets,” Wanda says, her magic swirling through her fingers.

“The first bullet is located in between his 3^rd and 4^th rib on the left side, his heart appears to be unaffected, but his lung appears to not be inflating. The second is in his upper right thigh, the femoral artery appears to be injured. The final bullet is his shoulder, his collarbone appears to be broken.” Wanda’s magic swirls through the hole in his chest and gently guides the bullet the exact path that it came through. She repeats this step with the 2^nd and 3^rd bullets, trying to stop the bleeding in his leg.

“Bruce, I can’t stop it. Please tell me you can help,” Wanda pleads. Bruce steps in and pushes her back, Wanda falling back into the first seat she can find. As this is happening, one by one everyone has returned to the jet. Tony gives the all-clear to take off, and F.R.I.D.A.Y. starts flying the jet back to the tower.

“Talk to me Bruce,” Tony says.

“Wanda took all the bullets out, but his lung is still not inflating. Not only that, but the kid is running a fever of 103, the previous stab wound has closed but appears to be the source of the infection, coupled with dehydration and the malnutrition.”

“We need to get both of them back as soon as possible. F.R.I.D.A.Y., call Dr. Cho, I have her set up as soon as possible for surgery for Loki.”

“I’ll do what I can from here, I’ve got fluids running to try and get her temperature down. I’ve clamped Loki’s leg, but even with his healing he’s going to need surgery to make sure it fully heals.” Bruce says, already setting up an IV.

All Wanda can do is stare at the two people she cares for most, hoping she doesn’t lose them both.

Chapter Text

Once the Quinjet lands, Bruce and Tony take you to the med lab, while Thor carries in Loki, who is still unconscious. Wanda approaches Peter, who has yet to get up from his seat on the Quinjet, his head in his hands, trying to hide his face.

“Peter, what’s on your mind?”

“I’m the reason he’s hurt. I let my guard down for a second and he stood in front of me and now he’s hurt. I should have been more careful.”

“It’s ok, kid. It happens to all of us, you can’t dwell on it. You need to let it go and learn from it. Let this day be the success that it was. We got our girl back, and you got your gaming buddy back. Let’s go celebrate that for now, ok? Both of them are in good hands.” Peter nods in response and stands up to give Wanda a hug, holding her tight, Wanda allowing him to be the one to let go first. She keeps an arm around his shoulder as they walk inside to meet with everyone else.

“Dr. Cho and Bruce are with her in the med wing, I’ll go debrief Fury, everyone else, change, eat, sleep. We can do a full debrief later,” Steve says and leaves the room.

“Peter, what would you like do? Would you like to be by yourself, or would you like to come with me to go be with her while we wait for Loki?” Wanda asks.

“Can I come with you? I want to wait for her. Plus, I don’t think want you to be alone,” Peter admits. Wanda’s eyes well up as she nods in agreement and keeping her arm around him, takes him to the med wing where you are back in your not so favorite bed with Thor holding your hand tight while Tony takes your temperature.

“Hey, can we come in?” Wanda asks Tony.

“Sure, fever seems to be not going up, so that’s a plus. We’ve got fluids and some antibiotics to fight the infection,” Tony responds.

Wanda moves to the other side of the bed to hold your other hand, while Peter stays at the door, hesitant once he sees you hooked up to a couple monitors and the IV. Thor senses his hesitation and makes the decision for him.  

“Why don’t you pull up a chair next to me, spider person?” Thor says, moving his chair closer to you while also moving in a different chair where he motions Peter to sit.

“Did Bruce say anything else about her before he went into watch surgery?” Wanda asks.

“Nothing that Tony hadn’t already said.”

“Damn. Now all we can do is wait.”

******

Fury enters in a meeting room at the tower, where he was met with an annoyed Steve.

“What’s got your pants in a twist?” Fury asks.

“We got her back.”

“And that’s a bad thing why?”

“Aren’t you going to want her back? Back to what she was doing before she was taken? You’ll be fighting a ton of Avengers with that decision, including me.”

“I haven’t made any decisions about that, not that it is up to anyone but my agent anyway. She might never get her memory back, and if she does, do you really expect that she will want to leave after forming the connection that I see she has with Loki and Wanda? Believe me, I don’t want her to have to decide. But everyone needs to be prepared for the possibility of her leaving to go back to her life or at least exploring what her life was like before.”

Steve takes a beat to think about what he wants to say next. “So, what are the next steps? Show her the file about her? We take her back to where she used to live? I mean everyone else is going to lose their shit once they find out.”

“Language,” Fury says, causing Steve to roll his eyes. “That next part should be up to her. I think the best route is to present her with those options and see where she decides from there. I would suggest talking to Loki and Wanda to prepare them so there are no outbursts. I heard she collapsed while she was being rescued. Did I hear that Loki was also hurt?”

“Yes, he got shot three times, but it kept Peter from the line of fire. He was still in surgery when I left, and she was getting antibiotics.”

“No shit. Loki did that? Doesn’t that seem wildly out of character for him?”

“He’s been a different person since she arrived. Which is why I am not excited to have this conversation when he gets out of surgery. You want to take that bullet for me?”

“Nice try, Cap.”

******

Steve makes his way down to the med wing, trying to hide the anxiety that he was feeling for the upcoming conversation. He only nods at anyone who crosses his path, and he finally gets to the med wing. Thor, Wanda and Peter all turn their heads to look at Steve, moving towards the edge of their seats, waiting for him to speak.

“Has she been awake yet?” Steve asks first.

“Not yet, but the fever hasn’t gone up, so hopefully she will be up soon,” Wanda says. “But I sense that is not why you are here.”

“No, I spoke to Fury. Now that we have had a breakthrough about who she is, Fury thinks that we should tell her what we know and let her decide what she wants to do next. We have where she last lived, her next of kin, everything.”

“What do you mean she gets to decide? Could she decide to leave us?” Peter asks.

“That’s not my call. Based on what I’ve learned, I think the chances are low on her leaving us. Look, just let me know when she wakes up. If you want, I can be the one to have the conversation with her.”

The trio sit and think for a beat, Wanda is the first to speak.

“Are we going to wait ‘til she wakes up for the rest of us to know? And what about Loki?” she asks.

“Loki was out of surgery before I came in here, Dr. Cho was able to fix the hole in his artery, he was in the recovery room but still asleep before I came in here.

“I want to know. I want to be prepared in case we need to help her,” Peter speaks up.

“I disagree. As someone whose sibling was in a similar situation regarding their true upbringing and family history, everyone knowing before you isn’t exactly something that made him feel better about it. I say we leave it up to her whether she wants to know and whether she wants to find out at all.” Thor says.

“Do you really think she isn’t going to want to know at all? I’m not so sure about that,” Wanda says more sternly than she means. She just doesn’t want to get the boys’ hopes up, but you also deserve to learn the truth about who you were about this.

“Do you really think that she would leave? After everything? Just go back to a normal life?” Thor says.

“We don’t know what that life was for her, and it’s up to her whether she finds out and whether we get to be included in the information. I do want to ask, does the information include anything about previously existing powers?” Peter asks.

“Not that Fury knew,” Steve answers.

“She possibly acquired these powers while she was captured by Hydra the first time. With the exception of Steve, the rest of us will wait until she wakes up. None one talks to her about this but me and Loki.” Wanda shouts. She immediately grimaces at the outburst, mumbles some excuse about going to wait for Loki, and rushes out of the room, leaving Thor, Steve and Peter speechless.

******

Bruce pokes his head into your room after another hour, hoping that you are awake by now. He finds Thor and Peter are both asleep in chairs on either side of your bed, Steve reading in a chair in the corner. When his eyes finally makes their way to your form on the bed, he lets out a sigh of relief.

“Hey there, kid.”

“Hey back, Bruce.” Your voice is raspy and sore, but you appear to be in good spirits, albeit still a little drowsy. Peter and Thor jump awake at the sound of your voice, immediately coming to both sides of your bed.

“You’re awake! How do you feel?” Peter asks.

“I’m hanging, I’d love to know where Wanda and Loki are. Last thing I remember was Loki leaving to go help the group.”

Shit. She doesn’t know. You see the brief moment of panic on Bruce’s face and your stomach drops.

“What are you not telling me? Bruce?” Thor goes and puts a hand on your shoulder and looks down at you with a guilty face.

“I need you to stay calm. Loki was shot.” Bruce leaves out how he got injured for Peter’s sake.

“WHAT?!” you shout. “Where is he?! When can I see him? Where is Wanda? Why isn’t she here?” The questions practically fall out of your mouth, your breath picking up. Your ramblings continue as the room feels like it is beginning to shrink around you, you hear your heartbeat in your ears, drowning out what Bruce says as he runs around the room. Peter’s voice cuts through and you are able to focus on the familiar words that he speaks.

"Look at me, match my breathing,” Peter says, learning how Wanda and Loki have calmed you down in the past. Thor grabs your other hand and mirrors Peter, while Bruce and Steve leave the room after getting a notification about Loki. After a couple minutes, you are able to calm down. Just as you are about to ask where Bruce and Steve went, Loki bursts in through the door, barely standing on his own feet and calling your name.

“Brother, it is good to know that you are awake, but you need to sit down,” Thor instructs, manhandling Loki into the chair that he was previously occupying. “Where is Bruce? You should have stayed in bed for one of us to get you.”

“There is no need for your fretting brother, I am perfectly well. How are you doing, darling? Where is Wanda, why isn’t she here?” Loki asks.

“I’m fine, just tired now. I don’t know where she is, I haven’t seen her.”

“I thought she wasn’t injured? Where is everyone else? F.R.I.D.A.Y., let everyone know that Loki and his companion are awake,” Thor commands F.R.I.D.A.Y. “Locate Wanda as well.”

“She is sitting on the roof by herself. She appears to be crying,” F.R.I.D.A.Y. answers.

******

Natasha finds Wanda on the roof, sitting on the ground with her knees tucked into her chest. She quietly sits next to her, allowing Wanda to be the first to speak.

“I’m sorry, I can leave,” Wanda suggests.

“Don’t you dare. Not until you tell me what is going on.”

“I just feel so helpless. There was a single moment where I had both of them again. And now, even if she gets better, she could still decide to leave.”

“What do you mean she would decide to leave?” Wanda then proceeds to tell Natasha everything that she learned from Steve regarding your past and what the next steps could be. She also recalls a conversation the three of you had before you were captured. You revealed that you felt guilty for still wanting to know who you were, even though you were incredibly grateful to have Loki and Wanda. No matter how happy you were with them, it would be like an itch in the back of your brain to see who you left behind, who you were before all of this.

“I know there will still be a curious part of her to at least find out. I kind of shouted at Thor and Peter when Steve told us about it. I won’t stop her from wanting to know. I can’t do that. But what if she does want to leave? What if she wants nothing to do with me? With Loki? What if she wants her old life back instead of us?”

“There is nothing that I can say that would convince you that she won’t leave. No one can convince you of that but her. But she deserves the chance to make that choice on her own. If you and Loki care about her at all, you will be there in the way that she needs. Talk about how you feel with Loki, I can imagine he will feel the same way.”

“Yeah, Loki, who went out of his way to get shot and needed surgery. If he hadn’t done it to save Peter, I would absolutely kick his ass. He is not going to react calmly. What if we just don’t tell him?” That earns a chuckle out of Natasha.

“Yeah, he definitely won’t be happy. Just lean on each other and see what she decides. Whatever she decides, she will need you. Both of you.”

Steve arrives on the roof to find Nat and Wanda in a tight embrace.

“Oh good, you’re both here. They’re both awake. We should go check on her and let her know about everything.” Wanda simply nods and follows Steve out.

Wanda was not looking forward to this conversation.

******

Steve and Wanda walk into your room, Loki still at your side. Thor and Peter, at the insistence of Tony, were sent to rest and shower.

“Hey there, darling. How are you feeling?” Wanda asks, trying not to notice the glare she is getting from Loki.

“I’m ok, better now that you’re here.”

“How about you, Loki?”

“Fine,” Loki’s answer curt and short, Wanda tries to hide her hurt. Thankfully, Bruce enters the room, pulling the focus to him.

“Your latest labs look great, and your fever is trending down. I want to keep you on the antibiotics for a few more days for the infection, though. I want to keep you until your fever has broken. If you promise to see me once a day until the antibiotics are done, I’ll let you out of this room at that point. Loki, your surgery to repair your femoral artery was successful. It appears that the rest of your wounds are healing at your normal speed. You should be fine by tomorrow.”

Unbeknownst to you, hearing how you would be stuck in this room for potentially another few days, Steve decides to hold off on telling you that they figured out who you were and wanted you to focus only on fighting your infection and getting better. For a reason you weren’t privy to, Loki was having something against Wanda right now, but you didn’t seem to care, you were still just happy that you were back and that they were both there with you. You still caught Loki throwing glares at Wanda, but you decided not to do anything about it until you were out. You didn’t want their drama to be aired out in this room.

True to his word, by the time your fever breaks days later, Bruce is ready to cut you lose. “Alright, you’ve been very patient and fever free for 24 hours, you only have three more days of antibiotics. See me once a day until you’re done and then you are free. Please try and stay out of this wing for a long time after that,” Bruce jokes.

“You won’t have to tell me twice. I’m ready to sleep in our own bed, right guys?” you say before realizing that Loki is glaring at Wanda. “Loki? You ok?”

“Fine,” he repeats, not making eye contact with you.

“Guys, can you give us a minute?”

“Not this time, actually,” Steve says as he enters the room. “There’s something we need to talk about. Bruce, can you give us some time?” Bruce nods and leaves. “Alright, I’m going to be straight with you. After you went missing, we did a little digging and with the help of Fury, we were able to find out how you got to Hydra. We were able to find out who you were.”

A breath catches in your chest as you process what Steve said. “What? You found out who I am?”

“Yes. You were an agent working under Nick Fury’s command. He has information about what you were working on before you were captured. The reason we didn’t find your prints before was because Fury buried them so there was no chance your cover would be blown. We have your entire personnel file, we have everything. I am the only one who has seen it, Wanda thought it would be best to wait to decide if you want to see it and what the next steps were.”

“I want to know. I want to see who I was before this. I don’t want to decide anything until I know everything. But…I’m exhausted. I just want to finish healing and spend some time with these two. Is this a time sensitive thing?”

“No time sensitivity here. Take as much time as you want. I just wanted to let you know that we found you and answer any questions you may have.”

“None at the moment. I’m sure I’ll have some when I read the file. I think I’ve had enough excitement for a little bit. Can I get out of here now?” Everyone in the room lets out a laugh, except Loki which does not go unnoticed by you. You, Wanda and Loki leave the med wing and head back to Loki’s room. It’s a quiet and uncomfortable walk, the tension between Loki and Wanda just oozing off both of their bodies. This is not exactly the reunion you were hoping for.

You realize there is only one way that you can get them to talk.

The door shuts behind you and you block the door, quietly locking it. You grab each of their hands and lead them to the bed. You finally feel like you can relax for the first time in weeks. Well, almost.  You sit them both down on the same side of the bed. You plant a deep kiss on each of their lips, letting go of each of their hands while you do so.

“This was the reunion I was hoping for. I missed you so much.” You stand over Loki and start placing kisses on his neck while you pull Wanda closer. Loki shoves her away from you two, you can no longer pretend that you don’t see him pushing her away. You detach your lips from Loki’s neck and glare at him, silently warning him. He backs off and lets you pull Wanda back towards you. Your lips connect with Wanda as Loki puts his lips at your neck, sucking on your pulse point. Wanda gets brave and places a hand on Loki’s thigh. He immediately growls at Wanda, and she retracts her hand. He clearly didn’t heed your warning, and you have had enough.

“Alright, that’s it.” You materialize rope and bound their wrists together.

“Wait, what?” Loki asks.

******

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Loki and Wanda sit in silence for an uncomfortable amount of time, waiting for the other to speak. “What is going on with you two? Did I do something? Did you do something to each other? I need you to understand me because nothing is happening until you two talk it out,” you say while glaring at the two of them on the bed. “I know y’all can get out of this, but if you so much as free yourselves before you figured this all out, I will be sleeping away from you. Now explain yourselves.”

“I have no problem, here,” Loki answers, clearly just trying to get you to believe him.

“You’re the god of lies and mischief, I know you can lie better than that. Wanda, got anything to say for yourself?” She simply shakes her head, still feeling the sting of Loki’s rejection.

“Fine, if neither of you are going to fess up, I’m going to find everyone else and socialize. Don’t come and find me until you have this resolved.” You leave the room and slam the door behind you.

Loki frees himself from the binds, much to the annoyance of Wanda.

“Do you really want to cross her right now?” Wanda says.

“Oh, now you care about her. How rich,” venom dripping from every word. He goes to try and open the door, but finds it blocked by Wanda’s magic, causing him to turn back towards her and stare her down.  

“What do you mean? Of course, I care about her! What makes you think I don’t care about her? Do you think I want her to leave?” her voice cracks but Loki doesn’t react to it. He crosses the room, picks up a pillow off the couch, tosses it to the floor and sits down. He refuses to make eye contact with her and instead stares at the wall while he answers her.

“I don’t know, you could have fooled me.”

“Fucking grow up Loki. I didn’t do anything.”

“Why weren’t you by her side when she woke up? Why were you with Nat?” Loki asks. When she doesn’t respond to him, he looks over to her ready to scream at her, when his glare softens. Her gaze is glued to the floor and the tears that she was trying to hide since you left are threatening to brim over.

“Steve came in before you got there to see if she was awake. Since we were able to find her with Fury’s help, they were able to find her personnel file. Steve was trying to get us to decide if we should find out before her. Peter really wanted to, Thor said that the experience you had was less than stellar since it felt like almost everyone else found out before you. The selfish part of me took over in that moment, like I never wanted her to find out. I snapped at them and left.” She finally looks up from the ground and makes eye contact with Loki, who is sitting eerily still. Tears begin to fall down her cheeks as she takes a breath to continue. “I just…needed a moment to do as Steve said, prepare myself. I couldn’t stop crying because I thought I would lose her. I know I couldn’t let her wake up and see that right away. I’m so terrified to lose her. All I could think was ‘if she left, I am going to lose Loki too.’ I’d be back to where I was before she got here: pining for you and alone.”

Loki doesn’t say anything at first, completely stunned at the revelation and ashamed of himself for thinking so poorly of Wanda. Her eyes have returned to the floor, ashamed of herself for thinking this way. Loki quickly gets off the floor and walks towards where she sits on the bed, his arms wrapping around her and holding her tight to his chest. She freezes, not knowing how to react. She wants to stay annoyed at him for believing that she didn’t care about you, but the instant he starts rubbing circles into her back, she relaxes into him, all her anger dissipating.

“Tell me what you think about it, Lokes. Please.” He breaks the hug and puts his hands on her face, using his thumbs to wipe away her tears.

“I don’t want her to leave. But I know that we can’t do anything to stop her if she chooses to. I think about that late night conversation we had and what she revealed. How she so desperately wanted to know, even if it would end badly for her. We just have to support her and hope that we are enough.” He pulls her back into the hug and Wanda exhales, a small amount of weight lifted from her shoulders. They sit there just holding each other for a little while, Loki occasionally placing kisses on her forehead.

“So, what is this about you pining for me before she got here?” That earns him a smack on the bum, a fire growing in Wanda’s eyes.

“You’re lucky you’re cute. I’m still mad at you, sir,” Wanda says, not meaning a single word.

“Oh, are you? I think I can remedy that, my dear.” Loki captures her lips in a kiss, distracting her while he runs his hands all over her, as if memorizing her body. His lips travel down from her neck to her chest, placing trailing kisses and licks as he goes, pushing her to lay down on the bed. Wanda’s hands wander down to Loki’s tight round ass, squeezing tight enough to earn a growl from Loki. Loki takes a breast in each hand, Wanda’s lips taking her turn to travel all over his neck, stopping to suck a mark to life on his collarbone. His moans fill the room, his hands now wandering under her shirt and freeing her boobs from her bra. He flicks her nipple, her moans filling his ear, sending blood straight into his dick, getting harder every second. Wanda directs him back to her lips and captures his in a deep kiss once more. They pull apart and suck in a deep breath.

“What do you say we go find our girl and have a proper reunion, darling?” Loki asks with a smile.

“Absolutely.”

******

You’ve made your way to the living room, where you find Thor and Peter playing a video game that you have never seen before. You plop down in the chair to their right and let out a sigh.

“What’s wrong? I thought you and Loki and Wanda would be together,” Thor asks.

“They’ve got something going on, I don’t know what. Your brother is having the problem right now and I have no idea why and frankly, it’s not how I was hoping to spend my first day back. While they figure their shit out, I’m going to spend it with you guys instead. What are you playing?” You settle in as you learn more about a game called Valorant. You spend the next bit being totally lost but enjoying the company. You had planted yourself in the chair next to the couch where Thor and Peter were seated, your mind continuing to wander towards Loki and Wanda. You are trying not to regret your decision to leave Loki and Wanda, but you knew it needed to be done.

Loki and Wanda walk into the living room, sneak up behind you, and they each place a kiss on your cheeks. You let out a giggle and turn to face Wanda.

“So did you finally get Loki to behave?”

“It took a little bit of persuasion, but yes, eventually.”

“Glad to know that he came to his senses.”

“Careful, darling. Don’t get too sassy with me, I still could punish you for that little stunt you pulled,” Loki teases, breath tickling your ear.

“Oh, Lokes. You can’t tell me you didn’t need to talk about it,” Wanda chirps.

“Fine, darling. That doesn’t mean we should give her the idea to do it again. Besides, we have some serious catching up to do.” As Loki is saying this, Wanda has taken her turn to plant silent kisses behind your ear, your breath catching in your throat. “Thor, Peter, mind if we borrow her?”

“Not at all, brother. Have fun,” Thor responds with a wink.

“Wait, have fun doing what?” Peter asks as the three of you leave.

You don’t make it very far down the hall before your back is pushed to the wall by Wanda, pleasantly invading your personal space. Your body already aches from the anticipation of having both their hands on you and you let out a small whimper. Wanda places small kisses on one side of your neck, Loki moves to do the same to the other side.

“You’re going to be a good girl for us, right?” Wanda says. You nod as Wanda pulls Loki’s face towards hers for a deep kiss. You can’t decide who to look at while you watch them kiss and you are barely able to hold back the moan that bubbles in your throat. You squeeze your thighs together to attempt to relieve the building pressure building between your legs. Loki breaks the kiss with Wanda and slides his knee between your legs keeping your thighs apart, a whine escaping your throat as he does.

“That’s your first warning, little one,” Loki whispers in your ear. “You said you’d be a good girl tonight. You’ll take what we give you and you’ll like it.”

“Come on, Lokes. We should continue this in our room. I know how much you love to hear us, and I’d rather not traumatize everyone else,” Wanda says.

“Fine, if you insist. Let’s go.” Loki and Wanda pull you along towards Loki’s room, the room the three of you haven’t shared since you were taken. “Better, darling?” Wanda nods, turning to grab your face and pulling you in for a deep kiss. You feel like you’re floating on a cloud when she kisses you, your thoughts swirling. She always made you feel like you were the only person in the world when she kissed you. Once you separate, you’re both panting and breathing heavy. You barely get a chance to catch your breath before Loki turns you to face him and captures your lips with his, his hands traveling down to your butt and grabbing firmly. Your moan is swallowed by Loki, and you let him lead you towards the bed.

You break the kiss with Loki and go to take off his shirt with the assistance of Wanda, followed by the removal of your shirt and bra, then Wanda’s shirt and bra. You go to reach for Wanda’s breasts but are stopped by Loki and it’s Wanda’s turn to whine at the denial. Loki works hard to contain his smile at her noise and places a gentle kiss on her lips as a reprieve.

“Kitten, I thought we had agreed that we needed to teach our little girl a lesson. Do you think I’m not going to take care of you in the process?”

“No, sir. I just missed her hands on me. It’s been so long. Can’t we just teach her a lesson another day?” Wanda asks, while making eye contact with you. “I just want to enjoy that she’s back, sir.”

“Good girl. I’m so proud of you for telling me what you want. Why don’t you two put on a little show for me?” Every word that Loki says adds to the tingling between your legs. You make eye contact with Wanda and see the desperate look on her face; you could almost have come right there. You look at Loki for permission, he nods as he has taken his place in the chair across from the bed. He’s dropped his trousers and boxers and is lightly stroking his already hard cock.

Wanda brings you back in for another long kiss, helping you onto the bed. You wrap your arms around her neck and press your chest against hers. Wanda’s hands are deftly to slide down your sweatpants and discovers that you were not wearing underwear, a deep moan escaping. Her mouth releases yours and she places wet kisses down your chest. You gasp as she flicks your nipple with her tongue, as she continues to play until she brings your nipple to a stiff peak. She repeats the treatment with your other nipple, sounds constantly leaving your mouth as she does this. You glance at Loki, his eyes blown with lust, precum dripping from the tip of his cock. You can feel the heat increasing between your legs, but you distract yourself by taking off Wanda’s jeans. Your hand sinks down between her legs and you use your fingers and gently trace the outside of her lips. You feel the vibrations against your chest as she moans against your breast, still teasing your nipple with her tongue. She doesn’t let you play for very long as Loki finally speaks up. “Time to be a good little girl. It’s time for Wanda to be in charge.”

You are immediately released from her grasp and move to kneel on the bed. You place your hands perfectly on your thighs like you had been taught. Wanda pauses admires the view of you obeying, letting you stew for a few beats. After what feels like an eternity, she gets on the bed with you and starts sliding her hands down the sides of your curvy body. Her eyes drink in every inch of you while she leads you onto your back. Your legs spread as her hands continue down your legs as she slides down your body, pausing at your center to stare. She takes a finger and gently rubs at your sensitive bud, you arch your back at her touch. She relishes the way your eyes roll back into your head, leaning back she drags her tongue across your center. As she replaces her finger with her tongue and circles your clit, she wiggles her ass at Loki, who groans loud as he strokes himself, precum leaking from the tip. Wanda puts two fingers in your pussy and curves them just the way she knows drives you crazy. He stands up and crosses the room while Wanda continues to play with you. You are inching closer and closer to orgasm with every lick and thrust.

“Wanda, please. I’m so close.”

Loki stops at the foot of the bed and uses his magic to pull at Wanda’s hair to pull her up and you let out a frustrated moan. He looks directly at you and growls out “Stop. That’s not her name to you, little girl. What’s her name?”

“It’s Mommy, I’m sorry. Please let me come,” you beg as Loki continues to hold Wanda back. She’s smart enough to not say anything.

“Do you deserve to? I think we need to hear you beg for it.”

“Oh please, please, I’ve been good.”

“Oh, have you? I don’t know, what do you think, Kitten?”

“I think so, Daddy. Although, if you truly want to punish her, fuck me first and I’ll continue playing with her pussy, only letting her come when you tell me to,” Wanda suggests.

“That is a very good idea, Kitten. I’m going to add just one thing.” With a flick of his wrist, your arms are suddenly bound above you, and you whine. “If I hear that whine one more time, I won’t let you come at all.” Loki releases his magic from Wanda’s hair as he positions himself behind Wanda. He guides Wanda to a comfortable position on her hands and knees and begins sliding his cock through the outer folds of her pussy. “God you’re so wet, darling.” Loki lets out a growl while you try your best to keep your sounds to a minimum. You don’t dare disobey, especially as Wanda has reburied her face between your legs, who is currently taking you apart lick by lick.

Loki finally has had enough teasing and slides into Wanda, who lets out a deep groan. Loki wastes no time in setting a brutal pace while Wanda continues the assault on your pussy, switching between tongue-fucking you and licking your clit with the occasional nibble, sending electricity through your whole body. Your eyes shut as you try and keep your orgasm at bay, desperate to follow orders.

“Eyes open, now,” Loki orders. You instantly obey and the sight in front of you is beautiful. Wanda has been pulled back away from you once more, her mouth gaping open, moans continuously falling from her mouth, tears forming from the absolute savage pace Loki had set. You look to where their bodies meet, watching every inch of Loki pump in and out of Wanda’s quivering pussy. Finally, your eyes move up to Loki’s face, who is currently staring at you, relishing in the feeling of taking Wanda apart and you watching, helpless to touch her. You whimper, but still don’t speak, knowing that you won’t get what you want unless he asks you to tell him. “Tell me what you want, little girl.”

“I want to help her come, please. I want to touch her.” As you say the last word, your arms are released from Loki’s binds. You pull her chest up with Loki’s help and Wanda is now leaning against Loki. The new angle causes her to cry out as his cock is driven almost impossibly deeper into her. You pull Wanda’s face to your own, pulling her into a breath-taking kiss. One of your hands is deftly teasing her nipple peak and the other is rubbing her clit, stoking the fire even more. The overstimulation starts to become too much, and she breaks the kiss, her head drooping back onto Loki’s shoulder.

“It’s ok, Kitten. I’ve got you. Let go for me. Drench me in cum,” Loki says as his thrusts become sloppy, barely holding on. He doesn’t dare come before Wanda. His words become her undoing, the wave finally crashes over her, her pussy squeezing Loki’s cock hard and he spills into her, gasping like all the air was being sucked from his lungs. His thrusts stutter and eventually stop, and both are left panting. Your hands slow their teasing, and you place gentle kisses on their lips, Wanda first, then Loki, who gets greedy and holds your face to his for a little longer.

He pulls out of Wanda who whimpers and crumples onto the bed into an overstimulated heap while Loki’s eyes stare into yours, hungry and wanting more. The fire inside you has been reignited as he lays you on your back next to Wanda and slides two fingers into your still very wet pussy. Your breath hitches as a moan escapes your lips. You look and his cock is back at attention, your eyes can’t help but stare. He lays you on your back as he looks into your eyes.

“Daddy, please fuck me. Please, I’m not going to last very long.” You look back into his eyes, giving your best begging eyes.

“How could I resist you, darling?” Loki’s voice echoes through your head as he thrusts his cock into you. You cry out at the sensation, feeling like it’s been an eternity since he’s filled you. Unlike Wanda, he has taken a long and slow approach to his thrusts, hitting that sweet spot deep inside you with every stroke.

“Finally. Oh my god.” Your orgasm that has been denied this whole time is building back up and you know that you will not be able to hold back this time.

“That’s right, little girl. I am your god. Now be a good little slut and come for Daddy. If you listen, I’ll paint your walls with my cum too.” Your body obeys and you shout as you come, milking Loki’s cock as you do so. “Good girl. Stay next to Kitten and let me take care of you. Both of you.” Loki heads into the bathroom and grabs a warm washcloth. He cleans Wanda, who barely moves at the feeling, while you squirm as it touches you.

“I know, darling. I know you’re oversensitive, but you need to let me take care of you.” As he cleans you, words of praise continue from his mouth. “You were both such good girls for me. I’m so proud of you.” He cleans himself off and places the washcloth in the sink before coming back out to the bedroom. Once he looks at the sight on the bed, his heart practically stops. You have curled up into Wanda who has one arm around your back and the other brushing your hair back away from your face. She places a gentle kiss on your forehead as you lay there in complete and total bliss, barely conscious. Loki climbs into bed behind you and pulls the blanket up to cover all three of you. Loki slides his arm under your side and traces small circles on Wanda’s arm that is across your midsection.

“Looks like we wore someone out. It appears that a group nap is in order,” Wanda whispers. You make a low “uh huh” sound at that, which causes both of them to giggle.

“Go to sleep, little one. It’s time for some well-earned rest.”

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