Storms of the Heart

Chapter Twenty One

"Steve, turn left!" I scream with excitement, as Steve turns down the dirt road, surrounded by beautiful trees. 

"Oh, my god! I can't believe we are almost there!" I scream, as I begin to move around in my seat, as my nerves consume me. "Oh, Y/N, you make my heart smile." Thor giggles, as he sits in the back seat, with a mischievous grin, "I just can't believe it! We are about to tour my new home! Well, at least I hope its my new home!" I giggle, as I continue to move around in my seat.

 As my anxious heart begins to grow in excitement, I quickly find my stomach begins to turn from all of the movement. 

"Oh, no! Steve, stop the car, please." I order, in a panic, as I feel the vomit begin to rise in my throat. 

"Oh, sure! I'll stop right here." Steve replies, as he pulls over into the the shoulder. I quickly get out of the car only to walk a few steps away from the car as I begin to vomit. As you lean over and vomit, you begin to hear Thor becoming uncomfortable. 

"Oh, I.. oh, uhh," I hear Thor moan in the back seat, after a few moments of him moaning, he quickly opens the door and runs in the the open field to vomit. 

"I'm sorry, Thor!" I yell, as I continue to lean over, hoping I am done. "It's..ohh.." Thor yells back, waving his hand, as you see he has back to you. As you watch him, you see that he quickly begins holding his own hair back, making sure to not get vomit on his beautiful golden locks. 

After checking on Thor, you begin to study the dirt road beneath you and work on your breathing, to make sure your vomiting is done. As you continue to focus on your breathing, you hear a car door shut and you quickly feel Steve place his hand gently on your back and begins to rub your back tenderly. 

"Hey, Y/N, you alright? Is there anything I can do to help?" Steve whispers tenderly. "Thank you, Steve. " I sigh, "Well, do you have some wipes, so I can clean up before we get to the house?" I ask, still leaning over. "Oh, yes, I do." I hear Steve reply. I hear Steve walk quickly back to the car and shuffle view a few things until you hear the wipe container. 

Once Steve grabs the wipes, he quickly returns and places several wipes in your hand. "Thank you, Steve,"  I whisper back. "It is always my pleasure, Y/N. I'm always here for you," He replies, as he heads over to Thor. 

As he walks away, you stand up and quickly rub your face with the wipes and check your hair, to make sure no vomit got into your thick curly white hair. 

Once you ensure your face and hair are clean, you watch as Steve stands by Thor, waiting for him to feel better. You smile, as you see Thor begin to stand. "Thor, I am so sorry! Please forgive me!" I yell, as I watch him still trying to recover. 

"You are fine, Y/N!" Thor yells back, as you see him turn to give you a reassuring smile. As he turns back to Steve, you see Loki's black strand of hair stand out against Thor's golden locks. 

As I watch Loki's hair rest against Thor's hair, I begin to feel the phantom feelings of Loki's hair rub against my neck. Oh, how I wish he was here with me, right now. 

"Alright, boys, lets go see this house!" I yell, trying to focus back on the house. 

"I call shotgun? Right?" Thor asks, as he run passes you, grabbing the front passenger door. "That is what Midgardians yell when they want to be in the front seat, right?" Thor asks, as he continues to hold the door, looking at you for clarification. 

"Yes, it is shotgun." I reply, with a smile, as I open the door behind him to get into the car. As you sit in the car, you turn to see Steve walking slowly, looking at the ground. You watch as he rubs his neck nervously. Something is on his mind.