I forgive you
I throw fireballs at the walls of the containment unit, watching them smash into the plastic wall then dissipate. I do it over and over again, and I end up breathing heavily. Forcing myself through the tiredness that gather behind my eyelids, and I summon daggers of ice in my hand, throwing them into the wall the same way I did with the fireballs.
“Hello. Bucky. You. Gonna. Keep. Standing. There?” Every word is punctuated with the shattering sounds of ice. I hear Bucky chuckle in a low voice, making me smile. I turn to him, looking at him through the window, watching his face as I walk over and sit in front of the window, my face now relatively level with Bucky’s.
I press my hand to the window, my fingers splayed wide against the plastic window, and Bucky places his flesh hand on the other side of the window, right against mine. I examine his hand, observing how much larger his hand was, and how it was calloused, and the lines ran deep into his palm.
“What I would give to hold your hand again” I whisper.
“Well, I can easily open the door” Bucky says hesitantly, turning his gaze to the keypad that opens the door, but I shake my head.
“No, don’t open it yet. I still need to work this anger out of my system and I’m only halfway there” I curl my fingers against the window, imagining that it was Bucky’s hand, but I eventually tear my hand away, and I look up when I hear Bucky sigh.
“Buck?”
“You might want to stay in here a little bit longer then if you want to work your anger out” Bucky says, and I look at him with a confused look on my face. He notices, and jerks his head behind him. I look over his shoulder and I see Loki lingering in the doorway, his face carefully blank.
I snarl, but I force myself to calm down. I don’t really want Bucky to see that side of me that was rapidly growing every time I saw Loki.
“Loki” I say the name with contempt. Loki takes this as an invitation and walks forward. Bucky looks at me, asking with his eyes if I want him to stay, and I nod. He smiles, and I smile back
“Hello Y/N, why in the world have you locked yourself in here for?” Loki smirks, and I growl, a pillar of flame appearing behind me.
“Why, it’s to stop me killing you, of course” Loki looks slightly shocked at my confession.
“Why would you want that? All I said were a few tiny words”
I growl, and I clench my fist, causing the temperature inside and outside the unit to turn below freezing for a couple of seconds before I calm down.
“Loki, I wanted to be your friend. I genuinely liked you. I felt pity for you because everyone treated you horribly, they didn’t connect your actions to your past, but I did. I was willing to give something that I could tell you craved. But you threw it back in my face. I could have destroyed this entire building if Bucky hadn’t told me the truth. I could have injured my family” I pause, and my eyes flick up behind Loki, and I see Tony standing there, as well as Steve, and Natasha, and Clint, and everyone else. I grinned at Tony, who smiled back. Then my gaze flicked to Bucky. His eyes were glittering, a small smile pulling at the edges of his lips.
Then I focused back on Loki. Two decisions in my mind, and I finally choose one.
“Loki, I could have killed my family. You nearly made me do that. But I’m willing to forgive you” I can see Bucky frown at my decision, but he respects it, not saying anything.
Loki stares at me in disbelief, his head cocked to the side as he studies me.
“Loki, I’m willing to give you a second chance. Start over, start afresh. But, if you ruin anything for my family, I will kill you. What do you say?” I raise my eyebrow at him, and his eyes narrow. Then he slowly nods, before he backs away, disappearing through the door.
Tony strides forwards, with everyone following him into the room.
“So, we your family, Sweet cheeks?” Tony grins, and I chuckle, nodding shyly. I look over at Bucky, and I place my hand on the window. He smiles, and places his hand on the window, right where mine would be.
“Well, I have a piece of potentially good information for you” I finally notice that Tony is holding something behind his back. My eyebrows furrow and Tony smirks. Then, with a flourish, he presses a piece of paper to the window.
It was an adoption certificate.
“Oh” I read over the words once, twice, a third time, before my eyes flick up to meet Tony’s. I then look behind him to Steve, to everyone else in the room, the last person being Bucky, who’s grinning broadly at me.
“How long have you guys known about this?” I gesture at the certificate.
“A couple of days” Steve answers, and I grin broadly, happiness coursing through me.
“Yes. Please”
Tony holds out a pen, and using the air I manipulate the pen and sign my signature on the paper. When I finish it with a flourish, I jump to my feet, bouncing on my toes.
“I love you guys. All of you” I spin on my toes, and I signal at Bucky, who jumps up and opens the door. When it opens, I fling myself into his arms with a grin on my face. Then, with his arm around my waist, I use my free hand and ice sculptures start to form, taking shape of each avenger.
“Oh man, this so deserves a party” Tony mutters, a smile on his face.