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Chapter 5 - Rescue You

A Trip to Asgard

Pairings: Featuring: Avenger!OC // OC x Steve Rogers, OC x Loki Laufeyson

Style: Multi-chapter fic // Chapter 4 / ?

Word Count: ~2 k

Warnings (chapter specific): Mentions of a battle. Fun intrusions from ya fave Asgardians, a boring chapter

Summary: A Sunday afternoon spent at the mall is all Amelia wants for today but her plans get skewed just a bit when a rather inconvenient attack on Asgard occurs.

A/N: Hi my lovelies! I’m sorry this chapter is never what I imagined it to be, but the next chapter is everything you never knew you needed! I’m hoping the funk that I’m stuck in will pass soon enough! I appreciate you all reading my work. It means more than you know!

Please, as always hit me with asks, requests are open and so is my taglist! Thank you for reading and for your support x

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A peaceful Sunday. That’s all Amelia had wanted was one peaceful Sunday out on the town. It appeared that the team would never get that lucky. The group was spread about the outlet mall which Amelia insisted had something for everyone. She begged them to go, to spend some quality time with one another and relax. She forbade the gym that morning; making everyone sleep in and then cooked breakfast for the lot of them with all their different tastes taken into account.

“I want to have a good day.” She said when they pestered her about her motives. Everyone seemingly decided that they would let her have her way because it was much simpler than continuing to argue. And to her credit, everyone was having fun and relaxing. Loki and Thor had found a small shop with “authentic” relics from the times of old and were making fun of their historical inaccuracy together. The shop owner shushed them every time their laughter bubbled over. Tony had drug Steve into a virtual golf driving range and they were competing with each other for the longest drive. Bucky sat on the side and watched them bitterly, having been disqualified after being caught using his metal arm to increase his swing strength significantly. Bruce had cornered a group of tech geniuses at a Best Buy and was teaching them about how to hack their phones to get endless free content and data. Having picked up Peter on the way, Vision and Wanda were taking him shopping for “proper clothing”, didn’t that young man know how to dress? Was he taking fashion advice from Tony? Amelia, Natasha, and Clint made their way through several different stores together before settling in the cafeteria with slushies and hot pretzels.

Everything was fine, until Amelia caught sight of a TV broadcasting the news.

Three large words lined the bottom of the screen and there was a lump stuck in Amelia’s throat. “Attacks on Asgard”, it read. She put down her pretzel and stood immediately, bolting for the relics store in search of Loki and Thor, when she found them they were holding a bust that was to be of Thor but the nose was hilariously large. They looked up at her as she approached them, breathless.

“Amelia? Are you okay?” Loki’s concern was immediate.

“Asgard,” Amelia got out, “something is happening.” The two men looked at each other before leaving the store with Amelia in tow. They got to the nearest store with a TV and saw the news broadcast.

“It seems that early this morning invaders of some kind landed on the shores of New Asgard and began attacking the citizens.” The newscaster said. Thor didn’t listen any further, he was already out the door of the store and and summoning storm clouds to the area when Loki and Amelia caught up to him.

“Thor, wait,” Loki said, “we will get the team and go together.”

“There is no time to waste brother, our people are in danger, we must go to them.” With his words Thor raised a fist into the air and grabbed onto Loki’s arm, Amelia reaching for Loki’s hand at the last second, just as a bolt of lightning met Thor’s fist and the three of them appeared moments later on the beachy shore of New Asgard.

After Ragnarok Thor and Loki brought their people to Earth and forged a new land, a previously uninhabited island that now boomed with life. They called the land “New Asgard,” a bit obvious if you asked Amelia but who was she to judge? New Asgard was known for its trading systems and the services which the Asgardians could provide, techniques mastered over their civilization’s time which most Terrans could not begin to grasp. New Asgard was a beautiful place, an amazing contribution to society as a whole, which is why Amelia couldn’t understand, couldn’t process what was happening in front of her.

Smoke filled her lungs almost immediately while still on the beach. The small buildings which had sprung up all over the island were up in flames. People immediately ran to the beach when their crown royalty appeared before them. Frantic shouting and pointing toward the island’s center told them where they needed to go. Amelia reached out and placed her hand on several of the citizens, their cuts and bruises faded. She continued the action as she followed Thor and Loki further inland.

“What is this Lok?” She asked in a hushed tone as the hurried along.

“I really don’t know.” His tone showed his anger and the underlying fear for his people. She quickly squeezed his hand before veering off to help another group that looked injured.

She had no weapons of her own so her help in the fight to come would be limited to healing those involved as they went. As they approached the main town square the sounds of destruction rang loudly in their ears. Loki seemed to read her mind and quickly handed two of his daggers he conjured to Amelia before sprinting off behind Thor, it was certainly better than nothing but the wounded were her main concern. Running through rubble and taking care of anyone she could find became her routine. She dragged men away from the fray as best she could and healed them. Their Asgardian blood assisted greatly in the process and she was thankful, if it weren’t for the adrenaline she wouldn’t have a leg to stand on.

Some time later the fighting seemingly stopped, or at least the noise had. The sudden silence made fear spread from Amelia’s core, the ending of the fight had one of two outcomes and there was only one she could bear. Standing up from the man who was no longer bleeding underneath her Amelia began to scan the surroundings for any sign of her boys.

Thor approached first beaming and bleeding and Amelia breathed a short sigh of relief until noticing that Loki did not follow immediately behind his brother.

“Loki is on the other side of that ridge, searching for people to be healed.” Thor brushed off Amelia’s attempts to get to a large wound over Thor’s eye. “Let’s go find him.”

The pair took off running in the direction Thor led. Coming over the ridge Amelia took in the sight of the entire battle for the first time. Rubble covered every square inch of the plaza. No structure stood intact fully. The antagonist was effectively thrown to the side, nothing left to see here type of fashion.

“You said he’s okay right?” Amelia’s strained voice broke through the silence of the pair. They hadn’t found Loki yet and the longer time went on the sick feeling in Amelia’s stomach grew. Catching sight of jet black hair under a golden helmet was all she needed. Her body moved without reservation toward him.

“Loki!” She exclaimed and he turned in time to catch her when she lunged at him. The hug was fierce and she nearly crushed him with her arms, legs wrapped around his waist and he hugged her back just as tightly.

“You scared me,” she breathed into his neck and he laughed.

“My sweet girl, you scared me. You dragged an Asgardian man fifty feet through a fire fight.” She laughed at him in return and shook her head at him as he set her back down on the ground.

“You shouldn’t have been distracted by me,” she chastised and turned to survey the scene around her. Most of the Asgardians were on their feet, helping one another up and healing on their own while a few others approached Thor and told him that they needed his healer.

Amelia quickly obliged and took care of anyone she could find. Loki stayed by her side while she worked to keep a close eye on how exhausted she became, not wanting to let her push herself too far.

“They will heal the small wounds themselves, dear.” He gently reminded her when she was still trying to touch everyone even as Loki practically carried her to a bed, her eyes drooping.

“I’m fine.” She stated as she drifted off to sleep, still fighting Loki’s gentle touch, pushing her shoulder down onto the mattress.

A few hours later Amelia woke up to the sound of laughter and talking just outside of the window. She sat up quickly and took in the room with bleary eyes.

“You shouldn’t watch people sleep ya creep.” Laughing Amelia threw a pillow which Loki deflected with ease.

“I wasn’t watching you sleep. I was simply sitting in a room where you were also sleeping.” The smirk on his face was evident even in the dimly lit room.

“What’s going on out there?” Amelia ignored his taunting and looked toward the window where more laughter bubbled over.

“A celebration, I guess you could say.” He stood and offered hand to her she took it and threw back the covers on the bed before standing. He took her outside where a large fire was glowing and seemingly the entirety of Asgard was gathered around eating, drinking, and enjoying one another’s company. When Loki led Amelia outside she was greeted with many cheers and pats on the back.

“Our true hero!” A voice called from behind her that she didn’t recognize. “Fandral the Dashing,” a blond man offered his hand to Amelia and she took it, “but you can call me any time.” He winked and Amelia blushed under his gaze.

“Get out of the way ya raging idiot,” A much larger man pushed Fandral and offered his hand to Amelia, “Volstagg ma’am. That’s Hogun over there, and Lady Sif!” He slapped the shoulder of a staggeringly beautiful woman who stood at his side, looking over Amelia.

“Amelia,” she said to all of them and smiled. Loki was still standing next to her and exchanged hugs with his friends before turning back to Amelia.

“Let’s get you some food and caffeine, yeah?” Amelia nodded vigorously and allowed Loki to place his hand on the small of her back, leading her toward a table covered with food. “I called the team, let them know what happened and that we were all okay.”

“Good, good,” people kept stopping and thanking Amelia for her actions throughout the fight and she could only insist that it wasn’t any big deal at all and she was sure anyone would do the same. Loki smiled proudly at her every time she responded in that way, knowing that she was special and that there weren’t many people like her, not many at all.

Night had fallen over New Asgard many hours ago but Amelia, Loki, and Thor still remained, listening to the stories of their people old and new. Heimdall shared the stories of a young Loki trying to sneak out of Asgard at seemingly every turn, much to Loki’s embarrassment.

“I am no longer much for running.” Loki admitted to himself more than anyone but Heimdall nodded at him, grinning.

“I know this, probably more than even you.” The man winked at him before letting Thor tell one of his many stories of battle throughout the years. Amelia yawned and rested her head on Loki’s, watching Thor intently while he spoke.

“At least we get to have at least a peaceful Sunday night.” Loki offered before wrapping an arm around her, giving her a squeeze.

Amelia nodded and sighed in content, “And you got to share Asgard with me,” she whispered to her friend, “it’s more than I ever dreamed.”

Loki wanted to correct her, tell her that this wasn’t Asgard, but he paused before he did, looking around at his lifelong friends, his people, everything about the moment which surrounded them and he knew that it was Asgard. Asgard isn’t a place. It’s a people.

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