In My Head

Chapter 2 - On My Way

"So, are you sure this is all going to work?" I ask as I lay in what felt like a dentist's chair, my head hooked up to s shit ton of wires.

"Uh no," Tony answers and I let out a worried breath. "If not, the worst thing is you get a nap."

"That doesn't sound too bad."

"More like a coma." Hank adds and my eyes widen in fear.

"Tony! What the fuck!"

"You have nothing to worry about, it'll work." Tony reassures me but the damage is already done.

My heart races in my chest as I look up at Natasha who was standing beside me her hand holding mine. She gives it a squeeze and I take a deep breath.

"I need a drink." I say as I close my eyes.

"You'd think we'd have had enough of those these last few days." Natasha replies and I glare at her.

"They were all justifiable." I argue and she smirks.

"Of course, they were." She condescends making me roll my eyes.

"Don't patronize me, not now when I could end up in a coma."

"You're right, sorry." She replies offering me a friendly smile.

"Okay you ready?" Tony asks and I groan aloud.

"Can I say no?" I ask.

"You can but I'll still run the program."

"Let's get this over with." I state and then two seconds later I hear the machine start to whir.

Closing my eyes, I am instantly pulled into a familiar sight of Geralt and Jaskier sitting next to a fire. Geralt cleaning his swords while Jaskier tunes his lute. Roach glances my way for a moment her ears perking in alertness, then back to her patch of grass.

"Why must we camp out here, when there is a perfectly good pub down the way?" Jaskier asks as he sets his lute aside.

"Because they don't like me." Geralt replies and I shake my head. I move over to sit close to Geralt and observe him cleaning his swords.

"Do you think you'll be able to rest tonight?"

"Probably not." Geralt answers as he examines his sword for spots he might have missed.

"How many days has it been now?"

"Too many to count."

"You know, I had a thought after our conversation last time."

"Don't tell me."

"This girl you see in your dreams, the one you refuse to tell me the name of, have you ever thought that she might be real?" Jaskier asks shrugging his shoulders.

Geralt's eyes find the bards as he stares silent for a moment.

"I mean you've had to have seen her somewhere before." He adds. "Either that or your so dissatisfied with your sex-capades that you're creating this dream woman as someone to satisfy your desires."

"Jaskier, shut up." Geralt demands.

"Have you ever, you know?" Jaskier insinuates making a motion with his hand causing Geralt to punch him hard in the arm. "Ow, that hurt, but I'll take your angry outburst as confirmation." Geralt punches him again.

I bring my legs up to my chest as I examine Geralt. I examined every feature of his face and my heart clenches.

"Why do I see you when I close my eyes? Why couldn't I be normal? Why couldn't I have just had a normal life with Bucky?" I ask as tears fill my eyes. "You're someone I can never touch. Someone I can never be with, and yet I can't help but want you. What horrible thing the fates have done to me." Reaching up I wipe the tears from my eyes. I feel someone squeeze my hand and I am instantly brought back to my world.

Opening my eyes, I look around to see that I am back with Natasha and I let out a heavy sigh.

"Did it work?" I ask.

"Of course, it did, I had a hand in making it." Tony calls and I smirk. "The portal is stable and holding."

"Guess it's time." Natasha adds and I nod. "Let's hope everything goes well."

"I agree," Steve calls from the other side of the room as Natasha starts unsticking the wires from my head. "Let's get this over with."

Thor and Wanda come in the room dressed like they were from the continent. Thor was wearing his normal Asgardian robes, which surprisingly fit in with Geralt's worlds sense of fashion. Wanda was wearing a simple burgundy maids dress, her hair flowing down to her shoulders. Wanda smiles as she hands me my clothes. I didn't want to wear the dress but I knew it would be the best thing to wear there. Something that wouldn't draw too much attention.

I walk over to a nearby closet and after a quick change I come back out I see Thor offer me a smile as he says, "You look lovely (Name),"

"Thank you, Thor, you look amazing as always." I reply making him chuckle.

I run my fingers over the ties on the front of my black maiden dress. It was a little tight and left little to the imagination, but it would suffice, as long as it wasn't cold as shit. I look over at Steve who is watching me closely and I gulp down a breath of air as I walk over to him.

"How is he?" I ask worry filling my eyes.

"He's messed up, but once this mission is over, I'm sure he'll be back to his old self." Steve replies knowing full well who I asked about.

"Steve, I truly care about Bucky."

"I know you do," He adds a sad smile filling his lips.

"I'm doing this mission to protect the people of earth. Not to find Geralt."

"I don't question your motives (Name), I asked you to do this mission. I know what the risks are. Let's just finish this mission and who knows maybe while you are over there you can figure out how to stop your dreams."

"I hope so too, I'm tired of it all. I just want a good night's rest, and to put this all behind me."

"Good luck, I'll look after Buck." Steve says holding his hand out to me.

"Thank you," I reply taking it and giving it a quick squeeze.

"You ready?" Thor asks and I nod. "Then let us be off!"

I wave at them all before taking both Thor and Wanda's hands. I finally look at the portal to see clearly the land I had dreamed about for so long standing before me. Thor goes first, fearless as always; followed by myself and lastly Wanda. When we are through, I glance back to see everyone else giving us reassuring glances and I blow out a breath of air.

"Stick together, the people here aren't that friendly; and they hate anything that's different." I announce letting go of Thor and Wanda's hands.

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