Genevieve's POV This wedding that Loki was invited to is already coming up tomorrow. In all honesty, I don't really want to go. The only reason I agreed to it is so that Loki doesn't have to face his brother alone and Wanda can get some experience with people.
Luckily, Wanda got teleportation powers from me and Loki has them as well so we don't need to take a plane at all. The wedding is in New York, a few hours away from the Tower. I don't like the idea of being so close but it's still a few hours, it's not like they'll still be looking for me after all these years away.
Sometimes I wonder what they're lives are like now that I'm out of the picture. I'd like to think that Tony and Pepper are happy together, Rogers and Peter have moved on, and the rest are still happy as can be. Okay, maybe I don't want Tony to still be with Pepper. That's only because there's something really off about her, I still want him happy.
The next morning I woke up to the regular smell of coffee and found Loki in the kitchen. I lean against the doorframe of the bedroom to watch him cook until he notices me a moment later. "Take a picture darling, it'll last you much longer" he chuckles over to me. Wanda runs from out of her room and grabs a plate of pancakes. We all sit down together to eat before changing into our outfits.
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"You are unbelievably rude" Loki says to me as I step out in my dress. I furrow my brows, "Not exactly the compliment I was looking for. How am I rude?!" He lets out a laugh and walks towards me. Loki plants a kiss on my cheek and grabs my purse for me, "It's not nice to go to a wedding looking better than the bride."I roll my eyes, "Says the one looking better then the groom. Very hypocritical."
We hear a door open and close behind us so we turn around. "Baby, you look absolutely stunning" I say to Wanda as a tear rolls down my face. She's growing up so much faster than I'm prepared for . "You are the most beautiful young lady I have ever seen darling" Loki picks her up in his arms. "Thank you mommy and uncle Loki. You guys look great" she kisses his cheek and leans over to mine.
Loki holds Wanda in his left arm while having his right hand on my waist. For more than one person to travel to the exact same location you need to have physical contact with each other. We all imagine ourselves outside the address of the wedding chapel and close our eyes. I feel like I'm about to puke.
"I haven't teleported that far in years, I don't feel so well. You two can take your seats and I'll meet you there after I run to the ladies room" I kiss both of their cheeks. "Okay love, we'll be in the very back row. The three seats closest to the isle" Loki says to me as we part ways.
I open the door to the bathroom and and look myself in the mirror whilst taking deep breathes. I'm about to be around a bunch of people for the first time in years. Now only that, I'm back in New York. All of this is a lot to take in. I need to just calm down, no one here even knows who I am.
Right as I go to leave the bathroom, one of the stalls opens. I don't bother to look behind me so I continue to open the door. "Oh my god, Genevieve is that you?!" my heart drops immediately as I hear a voice call from behind me. I turn around slowly and make eye contact with Natasha. Oh my god. I'm not sure why but my immediate instinct was to run, so I did just that.
I hear her call my name again but I keep running. I turn a corner and run into someone's chest , "I'm so sorry, I'm in a hurry." I'm about to go passed them but the person grabs my wrist. I look up to see who I had just ran into and I feel as though my heart was ripped out of my stomach where it had landed just a minute ago. "There's no way, please tell me this isn't just a dream" Rogers says with tears in his eyes.
I stare at him for a moment without saying anything. One of their mutual friends must be getting married today, they have to be the only ones here. Natasha stops beside Rogers with tears falling down her face. I close my eyes and hear them both tell me not to do it. I can't listen to them, I shouldn't even be here.
I feel my body move and there isn't a grip on my wrist anymore. I open my eyes and Loki is sitting his seat with a confused expression while Wanda is in the middle of the aisle beside him. She's looking straight ahead at something but I couldn't care less what it was.
"We need to leave right now. I'll explain once we're home but we need to go. I should've never come" I say to Loki. Only then did I realize the wedding music I had heard earlier was no longer playing and the room was completely silent.
"Darling, I think you should follow Wandas gaze" he responds quietly. I furrow my brows and bend down next to my daughter without looking up. "Honey, we need to go home" I whisper to her and try to pick her up. She refuses to move. "What is going on with you love?" I ask and wipe her hair out of her face.
She doesn't verbally respond but she raises her arms slowly and points down the aisle. I stand up and look over to where she was pointing. I gulp loudly and take a step back. At the end of the aisle, right where the groom should stand, was Tony Stark.
