𝗦 𝗜 𝗟 𝗩 𝗘 𝗥

𝟭𝟯 | "𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲."

𝗔/𝗻: 𝗔 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻, 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘅, 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗻𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱

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Darkness.

Consumed in endless darkness.

'𝗔𝗺 𝗜 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱?'

She sure hopes she's not.

The sounds get louder, the hushed whispering, the loud beeping, the feeling of the cold air tingling on her arms.

'𝗜𝗳 𝗜'𝗺 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱, 𝗜 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘄𝗮𝘆.'

She hears a faint chuckle to the right of her and the turning of a page.

Her hearing suddenly gets clearer as her eyes slowly flutter open, squinting at the bright light.

While her eyes examine her surroundings, she spots Loki sitting to the right on her bed, reading a book.

Marc - or Steven - is sleeping in a chair on the left side of the bed. Her head is pounding which makes her groan loudly, Marc/Steven's head shooting up instantly.

"My head hurts like a bitch!" She complains, Loki grinning and telling FRIDAY to inform the team of her waking.

"Blimey Jada you're awake, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒? 𝖱𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇, you could've died, 𝗂'𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾." Steven 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝖼 ramble, making Jada squint her eyes at him- them.

She shrugs and attempts to sit up, Steven helping her immediately. She groans at the pain in her abdomen and stops sitting up midway.

Loki puts his book on the table next to the bed and uses his magic to stop the pain so she can sit up.

She sits up fully which allows Loki to remove his magic. Thor rushes in worriedly and hugs Jada tightly.

She groans in pain which makes him pull away and delicately kiss her cheek.

"How long have I been out?" Jada asks while receiving a glass of water from Loki.

"About 16 hours, it's 12:34 pm right now." Someone responds as they walk through the door. Jada finishes her water and grins when she sees that Bruce is the one talking.

"Hey Bruce-"

"I told you that this would end badly, I fucking told you!" Tony shouts, his eye twitching in irritation as he walks into the room.

"Language." Steve mumbles from where he's also walking in.

"But we still got information didn't we?" Jada says with a small smirk.

"Uh- okay? You're still in a HOSPITAL BED!"

"Tony stop screaming it's not gonna help anyone at all!" Peter sits on the edge of the bed, looking Tony in the eye while he speaks.

"What do you have to say for yourself young lady, we were worried sick!" Stephen says in a playful tone as he crosses his arms.

"I'm sorry!"

"That's more like it-"

"But I don't regret protecting Mr Osborn's son." She finishes with a small huff.