"(Y/n)."
(Y/n)'s surroundings changed. She was in the Asgard throne room, Loki in front of her.
"(Y/n) you must leave Thor, so that you may come home." Loki begged.
"I can not leave Thor. He must return home. Odin must allow him to return home."
"Fa...
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Chapter 36 - Time Travel
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"Out of the way, Lebowski. Powerhouse, Reindeer Games, Pepper's a bit offended you didn't choose her to babysit," Tony quipped as he passed by.
"The girls can go over later if they like. I'll let Eir know," (Y/n) waved a dismissive hand, more interested in the machine in front of her. That mortal contraption was what would allow them to travel through space and time? Tony was truly a genius if it worked.
"I don't like this," Loki didn't bother trying to hide his distaste of the situation, "The girls were so upset when we said we were leaving. Darling, maybe I should go back just to be sure that-"
"Loki, love, they're okay," (Y/n) assured, pushing down her own apprehension. They spent the entire night before with the girls in their bed. The two were young, but incredibly attuned to the world around them thanks to their abilities. They knew something serious was going on and refused to leave their parents' sides.
A blur stopped just beside (Y/n), and an arm appeared around her shoulder, "I'm glad you decided to come. It'd likely be a lot harder without you."
"We're happy to help," Thor assured.
"Oh, I was talking to (Y/n), but- woah!" Pietro jumped out of the way of a dagger slice, "Nice aim, Loki. I'll go assist the others. I know when I'm not wanted."
"Liar," Loki grumbled as Pietro sped away.
Smiling at her husband's jealousy, (Y/n) took his hand and pecked his cheek. He sent her a smile, reassured. Deep deep down Loki cared for Pietro, similarly to how he cared for Thor and often struggled to show it.
"Well, look what the tide dragged in," a sultry voice drawled behind the three Asgardians.
"Natasha!" Thor practically tackled the semi-red-head into a hug, "Oh, how good it is to see you. It's been so long! I like what you did with your hair. I grew mine out again, as you can see. Loki's is shorter. We switched!"
"It's good to see you Thor, but it feels like you cracked a rib," Nat sighed in relief when she was released, "Thanks."
"Hey, Nat," (Y/n) was much more gentle with her hug, "Good to see you. Here, take my hand," (Y/n) held out her hand and Nat hesitantly took it, "On Odin, I swear that once this is over we will go on a vacation together."
Trying to jerk her hand away when their hands glowed gold, Nat gave (Y/n) a betrayed look when the light finally died down, "Why would you do that?"
"Because we don't spend nearly enough time together and I can sense that you're stressed out of your mind. You have been for a long time. I'm okay with possibly putting the girls in danger by leaving them with Loki for a week."
