Yep, definitely Loki's kid.

Chapter 23: Figuring Out Where to Start

I stumble slightly when we land in the living area of Avengers Tower in a flash of green within the time it took me to blink. I instantly crouch over, grabbing the edge of the couch in front of me for support, and clutch my stomach due to the queasy feeling instantly raking through my body.

I have always been very prone to motion sickness and clearly, teleportation was not exempt from that.

"Oh I'm sorry, I should have warned you. It can be pretty disorientating the first few times you teleport." Loki says while walking closer to where I am still struggling to breathe without feeling like my stomach is being twisted inside out.

"It's all good, but I don't think I will ever get used to that," I say, still crouched over, now resting my clammy hand on my forehead.

Father is about to say something else until he is cut off by another voice in the room that I did not notice before.

"Finnley?! You're back!" Dr. Banner shouts from the other side of the room, clearly just running in.

I lift up my head to look at him.

"Oh, hey Dr. Banner." I instantly change my personality, my tone nonchalant to hide the actual emotion behind it.

"Everyone has been looking for you! Where were you?"

I pause for a moment. "I honestly could not tell you, I'm not sure."

Dr. Banner finally seems to take note of Loki also in the room.

"Wait- Loki, you found them?" He asks skeptically.

"I did," Loki says simply.

"Y-you're not supposed to leave the tower, you can't just-"

"Would you have rather I left you to search for her for who knows how long? When it may have already been too late?" Loki cuts him off.

Dr. Banner looks very caught off guard that Loki is speaking up for himself for once, but he is suddenly saved by Tony, still in his suit, very quickly bursting through the balcony door.

"FRIDAY you said she was here-" he cuts himself off when he sees me standing in the center of the room. "Oh thank god, I was worried about you kid."

"Uhh, thanks," I say awkwardly, thrown off guard and not knowing what to expect.

As Tony is stepping out of his suit he talks to FRIDAY as he does. "FRIDAY, let everyone know that Finnley is back at the tower, have them all come back."

"A-all of them?" I ask, surprised. They were all looking for me?

"Of course kid, we were all very worried. We saw the news and we-"

I cut him off, starting to breathe heavier, my nonchalant mask slipping.

"I-it's on the news? Y-you know... you-"

"Hey hey Finnley it's all right, we are going to figure this out."

Tony tries to step closer but I quickly shake my head and step back.

They are going to turn me in. They are going to separate me from the kids.

"No, no you can't- you... I can't be separated from them... I can't."

My breathing becomes even more labored, I can't get the air past my throat.

Is this how Scarlet felt? Is this what I caused?

My chest aches and the room spins around me. I back away further from everyone, clutching my chest.

I need to get out of here. They are going to separate me and the kids.