"Tony, why in the world is the avengers tower here?" I realised as soon as blurted the words out that they weren't exactly the best way to phrase it, but I couldn't exactly go back as the man turned to face me, a frown of confusion on his face.
"What?"
I sighed, trying to backtrack as best as I could. "The tower that we're standing in right now... how is it here? On the land where you make the avengers compound? Along with the compound? I've been calling it the avengers tower half the time and the compound the rest of the time without realising it. I was talking about two different places entirely, but I'm not because they're both here." I looked at Tony's face and closed my eyes in frustration, seeing my ramble was only causing the man to get more confused. "Okay, this tower... was it not it Manhattan? In the middle of a bunch of skyscrapers? In the movies I think you cold it after Age of Ultron and moved here, but the tower was already here before that in this universe. How come? Has it always been here?"
I could finally see Tony catch track of what I was on about. "Oh, yeah, no. I did in fact have a tower in Manhattan, but that was the Stark tower. Soon after Loki tried taking over the world and destroyed that tower in the process, I bought this area and rebuilt the tower here along with the other buildings, rebranding it to the avengers tower... in the compound. You're saying this never happened in the movies? But, I bought this before you even got here, so how did that change?"
I bit my lip, walking over to the fridge to pour myself some ice cold water as I thought out a reply. "That's the bit that I'm worried about. I would have said something before, but I think I was just too nervous to take anything in when Natasha first brought me here, and as soon as I saw the tower my mind just agreed to it being here for some reason. I didn't even think about it once. But... why? I don't understand why this happened before I even got here. I'm just... I'm scared this means that maybe not everything is exactly the same in this universe, which if true, is going to mess a bunch of things up for our plan. I mean—I understand if relationships and families and stuff is different here, due to you guys actually existing. But what I didn't think would change is your own storylines. I don't know... I guess we just have to wait and see what happens. Play it by ear as best as we can do."
As much as no one liked that thought, we couldn't do anything else, and there was no point sitting and worrying about it if there was nothing we could change by doing so. If the universe wished to screw me over once again like it seemed to enjoy doing a lot, it would do just so whether I fretted about it or not. Instead, I decided to take up regular training for at least three hours a day with Natasha—who graciously offered to help me get to a decent enough skill level where I could actively partake in battles with the other avengers. The first hour and a half would mostly consist of me getting my arse beaten by the black widow, only occasionally managing to get one over her to which the woman would smile proudly before dropping me to the floor once again in seconds. Half an hour was spent on training with a bunch of different kinds of guns, which was probably my favourite part as all I had to do was aim and shoot at paper figures of people. The not so fun follow up to that, which was meant to last for an hour but usually went on a lot longer than that, was archery. Now—I know that I had been the one to practically beg Natasha to help me train with a bow, but I soon realised the lessons were not much more than the woman correcting my hold on the weapon, or the way I stood when I was aiming, or how high my arms were held. On the first day of training I didn't even get to shoot one arrow—which was probably for the best, as when I was finally allowed to try it out, I missed the target completely, almost taking out the glass in a window in the process.
Before I realised it, it had been a whole week of normal life at the compound—if you could ever call living with the avengers normal. I had fallen into a sort of routine with my training, visits out and working on prepping the others on all the movies I hadn't gotten to yet. I'd been training with Natasha every single day and she actually claimed I was ready to get in an actual spar with Yelena and maybe even win. For some reason, Loki seemed to have taken an interest in standing around during training lessons—and I wasn't sure if he really just found it entertaining, if he was trying to psych me up for some reason, or if he was trying to see what Natasha was teaching me, so he could know exactly how I would attack if we were ever face to face in a battle. If I was being honest, none of the thoughts were very calming, but the one thing that helped me stop overthinking, even if it were just for a few hours, was the days I went over to visit my parents and Marley. Ever since I'd realised I wasn't going back to my universe anytime soon, I'd been going over to spend time with my family almost every second day—and I realised being back in my actual home was the one place I didn't feel like a huge pressure was on my shoulders at all times.
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