Save Me From Myself (Avengers Fic)

Flight To Germany

We headed to a cab and drove to the airport.

While Loki bought the tickets, I wandered around the airport aimlessly.

"Are you lost?" A girl with dark hair and scarlet clothing asked.

I smiled at her. "No, I'm just waiting for my, um, friend to buy the tickets." I sat next to her on a bench and she scooted over for me. "What about you?"

"Oh, I'm waiting for my brother. He went to the bathroom even though I told him we have to get going." She turned to me. "I'm Wanda." She held out her hand and I shook it.

"I'm-."

"Sophie!" Loki called. "I have the tickets."

"That's my signal. I have to go."

"Wait! Can I at least have a number?"

"I don't really have a phone right now, but if you give me your number I'll try to call you."

"I can only give you my brother's number. He just recently got a phone."

"Well, that works too."

She nodded and pulled out a Sharpie from her back. She wrote his phone number on my hand and I grinned at it.

"It was nice meeting you," I told her.

"Nice meeting you too." She smiled at me and I walked away with Loki.

"What on Earth was that?" He asked.

"I believe that's what you'd call friendship, Loki."

He rolled his eyes. "That girl was making eyes at you that practically pleaded for a relationship."

"Loki, my god, I never thought I'd see the day." I started walking in front of him and smirked at him. "Are you jealous?"

His eyes widened before he averted his gaze, looking anywhere but me. "Of course, not."

"Liar," I laughed.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are! You are so full of it!" I hit him playfully.

"No, I am not."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Okay, this could go on forever," I told him as we boarded the plane. "Just admit you're jealous and let's get this over with."

He pouted for a minute. "Fine."

"HA. YOU WERE JEALOUS!" I danced around him as we walked down the aisle to our seats. "I'm so using this against you later."

"It feels like you're already using it against me now."

I laughed as we took our seats. "Trust me, this isn't over yet," I told him and he groaned.

"So, changing the subject while I still can, what did you and Avery talk about?"

That silenced me, and Loki noticed. He placed his hand on my arm gently as if to silently ask me if I was okay.

"I'm fine, it's just she told me that my dad wasn't doing much better and any improvements made are coming very slowly."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not just that. He's pissed at me because he thinks I went off with some guy and ignored my mother's death. He thinks that I should still be with him, looking at old pictures of her the whole day instead of here going to Germany with you."

"That's cruel and uncalled for. He shouldn't force his only daughter to give up her life just because he's given up on his. He doesn't have the right to decide where you should be and what you should be doing."

"That's what I've been thinking! I just thought that I was horrible because of it."

"Never let yourself believe you are horrible for living your own life. Just because it's not the life others had in mind for you doesn't mean you should feel guilty for living it."

I smiled. "Thank you, Loki."

"Don't thank me. Someone had to say it."

"Not just that. If it wasn't for you I'd still be living a dull existence working on the weekends and coming home to a father who's too invested in old pictures of his dead wife to notice he has a daughter that's still perfectly alive."

"That wasn't me. You were the one who dove into that warehouse no matter how stupidly arrogant it was."

I laughed. "It wasn't one of my finest moments."

He laughed as well and rolled his eyes.

"But if I wasn't that stupid at that particular point in time, I wouldn't be on a flight to Germany right now. Stupidity has its upsides." I winked at Loki and we both laughed again.

I spent the next four hours telling Loki different stories about my mom.

I told him about the time I was bullied in middle school and my mom calmed me down after I cried for an hour when I got home. The kids had called me horrible things and I ended up sitting by the trash can during lunch because all the kids claimed, "this seat is saved," so I had nowhere else to sit.

She took my out to the movies and the mall and made me forget about them, so I could realize that in the grand scheme of things other peoples opinions really shouldn't matter. It's your opinion of yourself that matters the most.

Eventually, I started yawning and Loki smirked as he watched me try to combat exhaustion, so I could finish my story.

After a while, I gave up and rested my head on Loki's shoulder, allowing myself to drift off to sleep.

When I woke up, we had half an hour left before we landed. I yawned and glanced over at Loki who was dreaming up creative ways to entertain himself with a water bottle.

I smirked and pulled out my pen that I was using to doodle while I was telling Loki stories about my mom. I grabbed the water bottle and he pouted when I took away his only source of entertainment. 

I giggled when I saw his expression and turned away from him. I poked a small hole in the water bottle and rubbed away the ink.

"Okay, the trick is to find the hole in the water bottle, but you can't let water drip on you or you lose."

His eyes widened with fascination at the concept of this new game and he started almost immediately.

It took him five minutes, and he almost got it but the water dripped on him before he could point it out.

We wasted around 15 water bottles playing this. I was positive the flight attendant would tell stories about the two of us later, wondering amongst her friends how we never got up to go to the bathroom.

By the time the plane landed, Loki and I were both drenched with water nd laughing so hard we were clutching our stomachs, gasping for breath.

The flight attendant just gave us confused looks and welcomed us to Germany.

"WE'RE IN GERMANY!" I shouted, dancing around the airport.

Loki laughed as he watched me as well as the people around us.

I dind't care. I was in another country. I was in Germany!