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5 years later
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Wanda groans as she hears banging on her door. "Who is it?!" She yells, not getting up.

"It's Steve. Thor is back, and there is training in a few hours. So get up." Steve yells back, making Wanda shove her head into her pillow.

"Okay!" She yells back, her head still in her pillow so her voice was muffled.

She hears footsteps walk away, and she gets up, her bare feet instantly hitting the ground as the cool air of Winter hit her body.

"Fri, put on the heat." Wanda says as she walks into her bathroom that was on the other side of her big room.

She strips her clothes off, pulling on a soft bathrobe like she did every morning, turning on the shower, as she waited for it to turn warm.

She didn't like hot-hot water like Tony Stark, which she knew about because of his over-sharing conversations at dinner.

Or, the dinner they would eat together.

She sighs in pleasure as she feels the warm water hit her body as she steps into the big shower, adjusting the settings in it.

"Miss Maximoff?"

The voice of the A.I Tony Stark made, F.R.I.D.A.Y asks, startling Wanda.

Wanda sighs, covering her body.

"Don't worry, Miss Maximoff, nobody else can see you."

"Can Tony?" Wanda asks, her body still covered by her hands.

"No, he cannot."

Wanda sighs again, running a hand over her face. "Yes, Fri?" She asks.

"Point break has arrived." The A.I states.

Point break. Point break...who was point break?

"Point break is Thor, Miss Maximoff."

The Witch groans, realizing that she had spoken out loud. "Thanks, Fri. Make note of that for me?" She asks.

"Of course, Miss Maximoff. Have a nice shower." The A.I replies with a soft tone, leaving Wanda to be able to shower.

She takes the shampoo, taking some of it into her hands and running her hands through her hair, allowing it to sink in.

She does the same with the conditioner, washing her body quickly, before walking out of the shower with only her bathrobe on.

She brushes her dark brown hair out quickly, going into the closet to pick out a training outfit that would most likely consist of a a sports bra and workout pants, with her hair tied up in a high ponytail.

She runs her hands through her hair, trying to get out all the small tangles before she hears knocking on her door.

"Who is it!" She yells, going into her closet to change.

"It's the mighty god Thor, young Witch." She hears a loud voice bellow.

"Oh!" Wanda yells. "Okay, I'll be out in a minute!"

She doesn't hear him nod, but she feels that he might've behind the door.

She pulls on a dark green sports bra and workout pants, pulling her hair up quickly, as she runs to her door, opening it quickly.

Standing there was Thor, son of Odin, as he stood there, strongly, and Wanda almost fell backwards.

"Hello." She states.

"Hello, young Witch. I was told to tell you to come up. Stark is calling a meeting." He bellows.

She nods. "Alright. Do we still have training?" She asks, crossing her arms over her half naked chest, still looking up at the God.

"I am not sure." He replied swiftly.

She nods, using her magic to get a sweatshirt.

She pulls the soft red material over her head as she and Thor walk towards the elevator, as the God looks at the walls.

"So, I assume you are the only one living on this floor of the Tower?" He asks as they get into the elevator.

"Yeah." She replies. "I think it was because of Natasha. 5 years ago. How are things back home?"

She presses a few buttons to make the two go down.

"Things back home are well. I have mourned father's loss, yet my brother does not share the same concerns. What is of Barton?" The man asks, looking down at her.

Wanda sighs, running a hand over her tired face as the two decline quickly in the elevator. "He left. His family. It was 5 years ago. We haven't seen him since."

"Ah, yes, I remember his family. We saw him after-"

She knows what he's talking about. After she had put those disgusting visions and nightmares into their brain.

"I never got to say this to you." She looks up at him. "Sorry."

"It is all fine now, young Witch." He bellows, and everything goes quiet.

The elevator door opens, and the two step out, their footsteps making echos off the walls.

"Well, the Witch and Point Break have finally arrived." Stark applauds as the two walk into the meeting room.

"I thought we had training." Wanda grumbles as she takes her seat.

"Maybe later. Why? Did Capsicle wake you up too early?" Tony asks Wanda.

"Yes." She replies in a quick tone. "Now, why are we all here?"

"Oh yeah. Loki is joining the Avengers Team. Point Break-"

"Thor."

"Right, right, Thor, has told us that he's changed. And plus the fact that he needs to learn some basic empathy from us, 'Midgardians' as he likes to call us. He's moving in."

Wanda's eyes go wide, and she digs her nails deeply into her thighs, slightly shaking.

Wanda knew of Loki. How he attacked New York.

Was that his sin?

Was he going to try to make them up by joining the team? By joining their team??

"Where will he be staying?" Wanda asks, trying to keep the sinking feeling out of her gut.

"Well, since the top floor is the only floor that has bedrooms in it...he'll be staying on the same floor as you."

Wanda sighs. "Really? What about the floors that you guys live on?"

"Come on, Wanda. It'll be fine." Natasha reassures her. "I've communicated with Loki before. He's been nice. He's actually changed. Just give him a chance."

"And what if I don't?" She asks.

"Wanda..."

"Fine! Fine!" She replies, she stands up from her chair. "I'll give him a chance."

"Alright then. Meeting dismissed."

She starts to walk away, rolling her eyes.

Maybe Wanda didn't see it coming.

The cool air of winter or the air conditioning had hit her forward, making her fall.

Before she could hit the ground, a strong pair of arms gripped her forearms, her head going into somebody's chest.

She closes her eyes on impact, her hands touching the material of something expensive.

She groans softly, pulling her head out of the person's chest, still not opening her eyes.

Oh god, but when she does...

She's met with the sight of Loki, wearing Asgardian attire, his hair not stuck behind his head.

"So, I assume you're Wanda Maximoff." He says.

She nods, not being able to build up the words to say something.

"Alright then. Show me to my room, please." He states.

"Okay." She replies, her voice weak.

What was wrong with her?

She didn't have feelings for him! She couldn't have feelings for the guy who attacked New York, and was now going to be living on the same floor as her, less than 30 feet away!

He moves out of the way, following her as she walks to the elevator.

"So, I assume you're also a magic user?" He asks.

She looks at him in confusion, hoping she wasn't blushing. "What?" She asks with a small chuckle.

"Your presence. I could feel it. I'm also a magic user, as you know." He states.

The two get into the elevator. "I didn't know that magic users had presences."

Her voice isn't as weak. Good job for her.

"They do. You're not the best with your magic?" He asks.

"No, why? Did Tony or Natasha tell you? If they did, I swear-"

"No, No." He says with a small chuckle. "I was told to come here for sins. Also to train a magic user. Didn't say who it was. Yet you seem to be very well with the mind blocking."

"Really? I never knew I kept mind barriers up. Does everybody else have them up?" She asks. "Or do they even do it?"

"No, they don't. Only magic users can do it. Unless you have a connection with someone, they can keep their own mind barriers up, not allowing you to enter their mind."

Wanda nods. "Okay."

The elevator door opens, and the two walk out, and Wanda points him to his room. "You can change it. Like the covers and room color."

"Where is yours?" He asks.

Wanda points to her room. "Right there. See you later."

He nods, and she walks away.

She flops down onto her bed, sighing.

'You like him.'

I don't.

'Yes you do.'

Shut up!

She groans, her mind arguing.

"I can't like him." She replies. "He's evil. Plus he's going to be my teacher."

But she knew she was lying to herself.

She could just imagine his lips on hers, his hands through her hair and on her body.

"Ughhhhhhh"

here you go, kinda short :)