When I wake up I'm somewhere I don't think I've ever been before. The world around me is white and seems to almost not really be there yet I know that I am awake.

Things begin to come into focus. I can see faces. Some smile, so frown, some look lost and confused. But I recognize every one of them. I've met them. Some were my friends, some were my enemies.

They fly by me, as if they are on a fast moving conveyer belt. I watch as the faces of my team float by me. Steve, Tony, Bruce, Thor.... Nat, Bucky, Vision, Wanda... And Pietro. His faces stops in front of me. He's smiling, laughing. Happy. He is so happy. I reach out a hand to touch his face, but pull back when I see my hand and arm are bloody and mangled looking.

I remember what happened to me, and panic. I can't feel my wounds, but I know they are there. I turn around hoping to find something to wake me up from this in between medium I've landed in. Instead I see something I didn't expect. My dad.

"Hi Dad," I say. He looks at me with sadness in his eyes but happiness in his smile. He moves forward to hug me.

"Hi sweetheart,"

"Did you hear my prayer?" I asked.

"Yes. But I don't know if it'll be necessary. I think you're gonna live," he smiled

"Really?"

"I spoke to God. He said that although you are a Nephilim. You are still forgiven for your sins, and will be saved,"

"Why?"

"Because you did not beg for mercy, or deny Him before oppressors,"

"So I'm gonna live?"

"Of course, you will. And I think it's about time I meet your new friends... Hmm?"

"Please don't hurt him," I suddenly burst out.

"I'm not gonna hurt him, honey. But I am gonna shake him and scramble his brains up. Make sure he doesn't hurt my little girl,"

"He won't. He's proven that more than once,"

"Does he know?"

"About what happened to me? Yes he knows. He supports me. And respects my boundaries. Don't worry dad, he... He's my everything,"

"He's that special to you already?"

"We've been together for 4 months. He's good for me dad. He's sweet, funny. He's a big jokester. Like you. He's amazing dad. You will love him,"

"You will let me meet him, won't you?"

"As long as you're nice. Okay?"

"Sure sweetie. I have to go now, I'm gonna go save your body and meet your family," he kissed my temple and disappeared.

And then I fell. Through this white nothing. And down to earth where my body waiting in the jet, flying home to New York.

My eyes opened and I could feel arms holding me close. A hand is laced with one of mine, and another is on my head.

"Daddy?" I call out. I can see his face. I can feel his hands.

"I'm here honey. I'm here. You're okay,"

I looked up and say his beautiful blue eyes. My hands reach up to cradle his face in my hands.

"You're here," the words came out breathy and quiet. There are tears in his eyes.

"Yes," the tears fell. "Yes, love. I'm here. I'm right here,"

I sat up and faced my father. He held my face.

"You look good. Been workin' out?" He joked.

"Everyday daddio,"

"That's my girl," I smiled warmly.

"Pietro, meet my dad. Dad meet... My family,"