Sunset
Wrapped in the warmth of Thor’s cape Amy curled herself in the corner of a large overstuffed couch while the team bickered by the projection screen. Bright blue lit up the room where the projections showed an image of the now demolished building where they had been held mere hours before. There had been a quick shuffle as they arrived at avengers tower, Warren was taken down to the medical floor surrounded by nurses and doctors shouting orders and taking vitals. Settling on the common floor the team had set to work debriefing and looking through the information saved on the flash drive. With a bottle of scotch in hand Logan sat down with a sigh and put a hand on Amy’s knee.
“Looks they these are the professionals eh darlin’. What you thinking of doing now?” He asked before taking a long pull from the amber bottle. Amy and Logan had been captured around the same time, they hadn't spoken much though until Warren had joined them and they decided to try and keep him safe, or at least as safe as possible. Logan had been a wanderer too long, Amy seemed as good as anyone to follow for a while. Letting her head fall on his shoulder she hummed a minute as they watched the team point and wave at the diagrams and mutter among themselves.
“We can stay awhile, at least till Warren is back on his feet. After that I dunno, maybe it's time to get in the fight.” Amy whispers. Even in a high tech building with top class heroes it's hard for Amy to relax, too long in isolation makes every sound stand out and every click puts her on edge. Sitting there on the outskirts of the room she is left to think about the bright lights of the lab rooms and the cold metal tables they had been strapped to for what felt like forever. As calm as she seemed on the outside Amy felt like running as far as possible on the inside. Logan gives her a pat on the shoulder as he gets up in search of a distraction.
“Are there any beds in this dump?” He asks the room at large, Tony’s mouth drops open and he sputters at the insult. Natasha smirks at Tony’s angry mumbles and nods towards the hall where the elevator waits.
“Don't worry wild man, we have all the perks.” She tells him as she leads him down the hall, he turns back to wink at Amy as the elevator opens and Natasha grins at him. As soon as the elevator closes everyone looks at each other for a second. Bruce pats Tony on the back and reassures him that his tower is the best, that of course it's wasn’t a dump. Without Logan as company the room feels bigger to Amy, the boys seem to have forgotten she even exists, alone in the corner she curls further into herself. Before her powers had emerged she had lived with her family in Quebec with her small family, her father the doctor and her mother the teacher. Before her transformation she had never felt alone. Before she had never felt unloved or scared, now she lived in fear that someone would find out about her, her time in the lab was a reminder that to others she was a monster. She can feel the cold creeping into her bones and there's a tightness in her chest as she squeezes her eyes shut and tries to remind herself to stay in the present. A hand comes down on her shoulder and startles her eyes open, Thor’s warm eyes watch her as the coldness recedes and the ice forming on his cloak begin to fade away. A smile graces his face and he sits down near her with an arm around her shoulders.
“You are safe here my lady Amelia, no harm shall befall you or your companions while you are with us.” He promises with a stern look that belies his oath. There is a softness in his face that speaks to his age, something in his eyes that reminds her that he has seen more of the universe than she can even imagine.
“They steal us from our homes and cut us for their perverse curiosity but call us the monsters. What peace is there for us when there are men who will haunt us no matter where we run?” Amy asks, the tears in her eyes surprise her and she wipes at them furiously. She shouldn't speak to this stranger as though she knows him, anyone could be out to get her. Thor looks away for a moment before looking at her with a thoughtful tilt.
“You live a life of hardship, no one deserves such pains that you have received lady Amelia. You and your companions have strength only one who has shared such experience would understand. I know not why there are those with such a desire for fear and pain, only that we must stop them without allowing ourselves to become them.” He replies with a small frown and a gentle squeeze. “You have my word that I shall protect you, rest now and know that no harm shall befall you or your compatriots.” He finishes with a whisper. It takes a minute of thought and a firm look into his eyes, but Amy relaxes into the man’s strong embrace and lets her head rest against his chest to listen to the beat of his heart. A blanket is thrown over her and snuggled there with the God of Thunder as her protector she falls asleep dreaming of a spring rain.