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Chapter 24- Civil War

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A/n: Will I make a one-shot for Wanda like this when I start doing one-shots again? Yes I will.

"I'll be back soon Loki, I promise," (Y/n) assured Loki as he tried to keep her from going to Midgard, "I just need to check in with the team, do a bit of business. I'll tell you if I need to stay longer but even if I do I'll still visit."

Loki gave (Y/n) a long kiss, rubbing the pad of his thumb along her cheek.

"Be a good king while I'm away," (Y/n) requested, "I won't be able to keep you from making rash decisions if I'm away."

"You are the voice of reason, darling," Loki sighed.

"Of course I am. I bring a little...Reality, don't you think?" (Y/n) grinned at her joke before kissing Loki another time, "I really must be off. I love you."

"I love you too."

(Y/n) left the palace and walked to the Rainbow Bridge, crossing and arriving in the summoning chamber.

"Midgard please, Heimdall, preferably where Ms. Potts is," (Y/n) requested.

"Did you enjoy your visit with Odin?" Heimdall gave a skeptical look as he turned his sword in its place.

"Yes, it was quite nice."

"Is there something you would like to tell me, get off your chest perhaps?" Heimdall questioned.

"Nothing you don't already know," (Y/n) smirked, "Goodbye Heimdall."

(Y/n) dropped down from the Bifrost near Stark Tower. She easily entered and had JARVIS bring her to the floor where Pepper was.

"Ms Potts, I require assistance," (Y/n) announced when she entered.

"Oh (Y/n)," Pepper looked up from the work she was attending to, "I'm really busy right now, we're selling the tower and the accords have just-"

"Forgive me Ms Potts but I require your assistance desperately," (Y/n) lowered her voice and explained why she had come, "I thought you could help me."

"I can actually," Pepper closed the tabs she had open, "Give me twenty minutes and I'll be back. Go ahead and make yourself at home while I'm gone."

True to her word Pepper returned in twenty minutes and gave (Y/n) what she bought for her.

"Are you sure this works for Asgardian women?" (Y/n) questioned.

"They work for all women," Pepper assured.

"Have you ever used something like this?"

Pepper cleared her throat, "Yeah, a few- a few times." She felt the urge to change the subject, "Why come all the way to Earth for this?"

"I was afraid women on Asgard would talk. Loki is supposedly dead after all."

"He isn't?" Pepper asked in shock.

"No, but i assure you he is on our side. He was being controlled...Where are the others?"

"Split up because of the accords," Pepper paused, "So...Yes, no? Do you want to go out and buy another one?"

"No, no," (Y/n) emerged from the bathroom, "It feels right."

"And what do you think about it?"

(Y/n) smiled, her cheeks flushing when she realized how strangely comfortable she was being with Pepper.

"It was exactly what I was hoping for."

"Well (Y/n) that's awesome!" Pepper beamed, "I'm glad I could help."

"I'm glad I came to you for help," (Y/n) paused, "Did you say something about an 'accord'?"

"Oh yeah," Pepper sighed, "That's part of the reason why I have so much work. The accords were made to control the Avengers but Steve and some of the others went against them and are now fugitives. The government captured some of them at a fight between Tony and Steve but Steve and Bucky are still out there."

"Who exactly were captured?"

"Um...Sam, Clint, Ant-Man, Pietro, and Wanda."

(Y/n) felt her heart clench in her chest. She had mentored Wanda and Pietro, gave them advice, taught them how to control their powers. She felt closer to them than she did anyone else on the team, and hearing they were imprisoned...

"Where is the prison?"

Pepper pulled up the coordinates on her computer, "I'm not supposed to have these but what else is new?"

(Y/n) surveyed the coordinates, committing them to memory. She took a step back, making eye contact with Pepper.

"(Y/n), don't tell me you're going to do what I think you are."

"You can't stop me Pepper, no one can."

(Y/n) closed her eyes and concentrated on the numbers she had just read. She was still relatively new to her powers, but she had learned quite a lot. One of the things she had learned was that part of warping reality was changing the reality you were in, more specifically, your location. Meaning (Y/n) could teleport to locations in the realm she was in if she focused hard enough.

When she opened her eyes again she was in a prison facility. She looked around at her surroundings. She was in a hallway, full of doors leading to other places.

"Hey!" A guard yelled.

(Y/n) waved her hand and sent the guard against a wall. She could feel Wanda and Pietro, they were relatively close. It was like a Midgardian game of hot and cold, the closer she got to the twins the more she could feel the connection between their powers increase.

When she found the door several guards were standing in front of it. She made a move to take them out but someone beat her to it. When the person stepped into the dim light she smiled.

"Steve, glad to see you again. I wish it wasn't under these circumstances."

Steve sighed and nodded, "Wish you could've been at the airport."

"I'm here now," was all (Y/n) had to say.

The two entered the room together. Steve worked on breaking Clint, Ant-Man, and Sam out while (Y/n) went to the twins.

"Pietro," (Y/n) noticed the cuffs around his feet, keeping him from moving, "Oh you poor thing."

(Y/n) placed her hand on the glass and it seemed to melt away under her fingertips. When she touched the cuffs they turned into bubbles. Pietro immediately hugged (Y/n), before looking at his sister in her cell.

"Oh Wanda," (Y/n) broke Wanda's barrier, "What did they do to you?"

Wanda had a shock collar around her neck, her arms being restrained by a straight jacket. When (Y/n) touched the collar Wanda whined and scooted away.

I do not want you to be hurt.

(Y/n) could hear Wanda's worried thoughts. Giving Wanda a reassuring smile she broke the collar off from her neck, letting it drop to the floor. (Y/n) unhooked and helped the poor girl out of the straight jacket, setting it on fire and letting Wanda watch it burn so she would know it couldn't hurt her anymore.

Pietro went in for a hug but (Y/n) placed a hand on his arm, stopping him from doing so. Wanda wasn't ready, she knew that. Hugs would make her feel restrained.

"I have a jet waiting," Steve stated.

The small group ran through the halls of the compound to the top level. It was then (Y/n) realized that the prison was in the middle of an ocean. Smart, isolating some of the most dangerous people on the planet. But they obviously weren't smart enough.

When they were on the jet Pietro sat across from Wanda while (Y/n) sat next to her. Steve was up front with Bucky and Clint flying, while Sam and Ant-Man- Scott, (Y/n) learned - were in separate areas.

"Wanda," the young girl looked up at (Y/n), "You can sleep now."

Wanda cautiously laid her head down on (Y/n)'s lap, closing her eyes after mumbling a nearly inaudible, "Thank you."

"Will she ever be the same?" Pietro questioned.

"Wanda is a victim of torture," (Y/n) thought of Loki before he came to Midgard and attacked New York, frightened, cautious, then put under control, "She is a survivor of war. But she is strong. It will take time but she will recover."

"Thank you," Pietro said seriously, "You have helped me and my sister more than you could imagine. You are like...You are like family to us."

(Y/n) smiled, "Yours is a family I am proud to be a part of."

(Y/n) was very careful in waking Wanda when they arrived in the kingdom of Wakanda. The King, T'Challa, greeted them as they landed. They were introduced to his general, Okoye, his sister Shuri, and his mother Ramonda.

"We have rooms ready for you to stay until you wish to leave."

(Y/n) saw panic come across Wanda's face at the idea of being confined to a room in a tech heavy area.

"Your Majesty, I don't wish to bother you, but do you perhaps, have a place to stay that is more remote?" (Y/n) asked.

T'Challa nodded to Okoye. The General stepped forward and motioned for (Y/n) and Wanda to follow her.

"(Y/n)," Pietro grabbed (Y/n)'s wrist, "I'll stay here, but I want you to take care of her. Make her herself again? You might be better at that than I could be."

(Y/n) nodded reassuringly. She held her hand out for Wanda, who hesitantly took it. The two followed Okoye down a remote path to a spacious home in a remote area of Wakanda.

"The path leads back to the city so you can not get lost," Okoye explained, "You are welcome in the palace."

"Thank you," (Y/n) thanked, "We do not have many female warriors on Asgard, it is refreshing to see so many in Wakanda."

Okoye smiled, giving the two girls a nod before she began to walk back to the palace. (Y/n) opened the door for Wanda and led the girl inside.

The home had everything they could have hoped for, but it also gave a sense of peace, knowing it was still out of the way of everything that was going on. (Y/n) looked through the rooms and found two bedrooms.

(Y/n) put Wanda in the larger one, knowing she would want as much space around her as possible. She waved her hand and Wanda's prison clothing changed into comfortable pajamas.

"I'll just be in the other room, alright?"

Wanda nodded, getting into bed. (Y/n) left the door open slightly before walking to her own room. She changed into her own pajamas and sat on the bed, summoning a hologram of herself to send to Loki.

"Loki," (Y/n) spoke gently.

"Hello, darling."

(Y/n) could see that Loki was getting ready to sleep as well.

"I might have to stay on Midgard longer than I planned," she jumped to explain when Loki's face grew disappointed, "These Midgardians tortured the Maximoff Twins. I must stay and help them get better. It will a take a year at most. That's just a blink of your eye."

"I understand, good luck darling, I love you."

"I love you too."

(Y/n) ended the hologram and let out a sigh, leaning back in bed. She couldn't explain how thankful she was for Loki being as okay with her helping others as he was.

(Y/n) closed  her eyes and went to sleep.

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A week had passed since Team Cap had been freed from prison. Some of the others had visited, bring food or reassurances for the two, while (Y/n) worked with Wanda to help her recover. The first few days she barely said anything, and when she did they were nearly inaudible mumblings, but now she was talking quite normally.

"Wanda, why don't we just talk today?" (Y/n) asked.

"No training?" Wanda asked in confusion.

"No training. I want you to let out what you're feeling, so you don't burst. I have this," (Y/n) held up the gem half on her necklace, "To keep me in check. You don't have a stone."

Wanda sat down in one of the chairs across from (Y/n). She twisted some of the rings she had on her fingers, keeping herself busy.

"Even my time with HYDRA wasn't that horrible," Wanda mumbled, "They let me move, talk, use my powers. There, every time I moved I was shocked. Every time I tried to speak I was shocked. So just stopped. I couldn't do anything, I couldn't feel anything. Because if I did then I would be hurt."

Wanda put a hand over her mouth, putting her head down so (Y/n) couldn't see her cry, but the Asgardian knew before she even started crying that she was going to.

(Y/n) moved to the seat Wanda was in, cautiously and slowly putting her arms around her, assuring her that she was okay, and that she would never be going back there as long as (Y/n) was alive.

"You are a child of bloodshed Wanda, but so am I, so is Steve, and Sam, and Thor. We all have lived through war and we will continue to fight them. Together."

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The next day Okoye came to the abode to tell the two girls that T'Challa was requesting they come for a joined dinner so he could discuss what the group would be doing now that they were fugitives.

"Dinner with a king, can't say I haven't done that before," (Y/n) grinned when she heard Wanda laugh. She was bringing the girl back, helping her recover. Sometimes all a woman needed was help from another woman.

"Here, this is from Asgard," (Y/n) held a gold necklace up to Wanda's neck. The girl flinched and (Y/n) let the necklace dissipate, "Not ready for necklaces?"

"I feel collared," Wanda explained.

"That just means there's more room for rings. Here," (Y/n) closed and opened her palm and a silver ring was sitting in it, "Straight from Asgard."

"Oh (Y/n) I can't take this."

"You can, and you must," (Y/n) stated, "It's rude to deny the gifts. I've enchanted it as well so it will assist you in controlling your powers like what my necklace does."

Wanda gingerly took the ring from (Y/n)'s palm, slipping it onto her right hands ring finger, "You know if you got down on one knee it would have been a proposal."

(Y/n) chuckled, "Too bad I'm already married then."

"Married?" Wanda's eyes widened.

(Y/n) leaned forward, "Loki is alive Wanda, we were married after I received my stone."

"That explains why you're always glowing," Wanda grinned.

"Yes, I suppose it does, now come on, we have a dinner to attend."

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After nearly a year of helping Wanda recover (Y/n) was going to return back to Asgard to see Loki before assisting Thor in finding other Infinity Stones. Her goodbye with the others was brief, after reassurance of seeing them again. Pietro had made a habit of calling her part of the family, at certain points calling her sister. It was nice.

"Are you sure you'll be okay without me?" (Y/n) questioned Wanda as she stood out in a field so she could summon the Bifrost.

"I'm better (Y/n), thanks to you," Wanda gave the Asgardian a tight hug, "Besides, Vision contacted me, I'm going to go meet with him. Now go, see your husband."

"I wish you luck Wanda," (Y/n) looked to the sky, "Heimdall!"

The Bifrost touched down and took (Y/n) back to Asgard. Heimdall greeted her as she began to walk to the palace.

"Welcome back darling," (Y/n) was immediately pulled into a kiss when she entered her and Loki's room.

"Hello Loki," (Y/n) beamed, "I missed you."

"I missed you to, darling. Even a mere year is too long."

(Y/n) nodded in agreement, "But I'm home now. Let's enjoy it."

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"(Y/n) Laufeyson of Asgard," the voice was deep and rumbling. Something that filled (Y/n) with a sense of dread.

She was dreaming, she knew that she was. She had gone to bed next to Loki like she had been doing since she returned in Asgard. Midgardians called this lucid dreaming. She could control herself, she was aware. But (Y/n) knew this was different. It was like she had been transported to that location.

"You," (Y/n) growled, "You tortured my husband, you controlled him."

"I gave him the push to do something he was too afraid to," Thanos turned around in his chair, "You have something I want."

While (Y/n) had never seen Thanos in person before she had heard enough. Thanos was a large menacing being. His purple skin stood against his golden armor. A large grin dominated his face. He was a Titan, a once powerful and beautiful race now extinct because of economic downfall.

"If I tore your very being apart, the Reality Stone would scatter," Thanos stood up, towering over (Y/n), "But you don't keep the most dangerous part inside of you do you?"

Thanos ripped (Y/n)'s necklace from her neck. She raised her hand, ready to attack. Thanos encased her hand in his own, squeezing until she was making small gasps of pain.

"I will offer an allegiance, think carefully. Nothing will stop me from balancing the universe. Man, woman, or child."

"I will never work for you."

Thanos grabbed the crystal from around (Y/n)'s neck, tearing it off with a snap.

"Then be ready for what's to come."

"You won't find the other half, and even if you do the power you gain will never be loyal to you."

Thanos smirked, "I already have. And I don't need it to be loyal, it will follow its siblings into submission."

(Y/n)'s eyes snapped open as her body shot up. Loki stirred from next to her, his long hair brushing over his shoulders as he did so.

(Y/n) placed her hand below her collarbone, her panic rising. Loki's eyes slowly opened, glancing up at his wife.

"Are you alright darling?"

"My necklace is gone, someone took it."

"You think someone would sneak into the Asgardian palace and steal the necklace from an Infinity Stone holder?" Loki kissed (Y/n)'s cheek gently, "I'm certain you just took it off before you bathed."

"Yes...Yes perhaps I did."

"In any case, I need a way to fall back asleep darling," Loki kissed (Y/n)'s shoulder.

(Y/n) smiled and turned around to face Loki. Her panic began to fall away, but there was something in her stomach that remained. Something that told her that her "dream" was a lot more than that.