"About time you came out of my sun room" Clint commented once Amora got the urge to move.
Amora looked up, "I did not know you needed it"
"No, no, I actually liked to see that room being put into good use" Clint waved it off.
"It's a lovely room" Amora glanced back.
"It's almost lunchtime, do you want something to eat?" Clint asked.
Amora glanced up at the clock, "Yes, but I can make it myself"
"Please, you're a guest in my house" Clint walked behind the counter, "At least let me unwind by making sure one of my guests wants my hospitality. Everyone else is trying to help out in their own way but it's just-"
"I've always wanted to try a sandwich, chips, and a glass of milk" Amora cut him off as she slowly walked over to the counter, "We do have milk in Asgard as well but my father says it's different here. Do you have any?"
"I have two kids living in this house, of course I have milk" Clint smirked as he started to work on her sandwich, "You like Earth so far?"
Amora chuckled, "It's a pretty boring planet with not much to do"
"Oh yes, the fights, flying around the world, and beating up AI's is just all part of the everyday life here" Clint went along.
Amora shook her head, "We've been in a big rush here that I feel like the only time I ever got to stop and see the planet were those first three days"
"Well, you kind of dropped in at the wrong time" Clint poured a glass of milk.
"Looks like I came at the right time" Amora glanced outside, "My abilities have been put into good use here. I haven't felt like this in a long time"
"I thought your father said that it's rare for an Asgardian to come to powers" Clint walked over with two plates with sandwiches in each hand.
Amora shrugged, "Ever since uncle Loki decided to try and take the throne, people weren't a fan of knowing that he was the one who taught me to control my powers"
Clint nodded, "People thought that he fed you the same negative energy. He didn't think about how his actions would affect their view on you"
"I never knew that part of him"
"Because he didn't want you to see that side of him" Clint sighed, "I'm sure he's sorry for doing that to you. I mean that from the bottom of my heart, really. The bastard had me under mindcontrol for nearly the whole time he was here. I have more words to say about him but he'll just ruin the taste of the delicious sandwich I made for you. Don't you think?"
Amora smiled, "Right, it will make the sandwich taste bitter. No more sad talk, I'm sure that's what everyone else is doing. We don't need to talk about it anymore"
Clint picked up his sandwich, "Good because I was starting to think I was a bad host. Tell me how the sandwich tastes. Now it's not a five star sandwich, maybe a decent 2 and a half but don't judge. It's your first one"
Amora picked it up with both hands and sighed, "Here we go"
Clint watched as she took a big bite of the sandwich and didn't speak until he saw her throat move up and down to show that she swallowed, "Well?"
Amora smiled, "It's good!"
Clint made a face, "You didn't have to say that, if it's horrible you can tell me. Don't try and sugarcoat it"
"No, it's lovely" Amora dismissed him, "The texture is amazing"
Clint side nodded, "Yeah, well don't go to Subway anytime soon. You'll start to think I gave you crap"
Amora hesitated before she took another bite and looked up to him before Clint reassured, "I didn't put any in it. Only the edible stuff"
"Hey, dad!" Clint's son ran into the kitchen, "Wanna work on the porch?"
Clint smiled, "Sure, buddy! Come on, Amora, there's a chair out on the porch"
Amora picked up her food, "Can I bring this?"
"It's not a five star hotel. Bring it anywhere you want, even the bathroom" Clint told her.
"That's disgusting"
"Why can she bring her food to the bathroom and not me?" his son complained as Amora followed the pair.
Clint placed a hand on his head, "I was kidding. I was hoping she wouldn't do that. Then again, she's not from this world"
"I'm not like my father" Amora commented, "I atleast know how to behave in each realms according to their culture"
Amora walked over to the steps and sat and placed the cup of milk down as she started to enjoy her sandwich once more as Clint responded, "Good! I've seen the footage of your father, it wasn't pretty. Behave yourself!"
"Of course" Amora muttered, "He never did pay attention to etiquette class when he was my age"
Amora picked up a chip and took a bite and was surprised at how crunchy and salty they were. At first, she grimaced but after a few bites, she could see why commercials kept advertising these side dishes. She picked up her glass of milk and eagerly drank it and noticed that her father was right about how the taste was familiar yet different. Amora picked up her head just in time as Steve walked over and sat down next to her on the steps. They stayed quiet for a moment as the young girl continued to eat until she picked up her plate and offered him some of her chips. He glanced down before he picked one up and took a bite into it as she placed the plate back down onto her lap.
Steve spoke up, "Thank you, I never really got to say it. The vision felt so real almost like as if it were a dream I knew I was in but couldn't get out of"
"You do not have to thank me" Amora told him, "I was doing what was necessary for the team"
Steve repeated, "What was necessary for the team. I don't even know what that means anymore. I don't even know if we're all a team. The more the day passes the more secrets are revealed"
Amora slowly bit her lip as she thought about her own secret, "Sometimes it's necessary to protect the people that you care about"
"But we've been through so much together" Steve shook his head.
"Did you ever tell anyone about your vision?" Amora turned to him.
Steve hesitated, "I'm sure everyone can guess what the witch showed me if they think hard enough"
Amora thought about it for a moment before she said, "Your actual time. The one where you were supposed to live in-"
"And die in" Steve spoke up, "All of my friends are all dead and the love of my past life barely recognizes me for who I am. Everyday her memory is fading more quickly than the next. The only person who knows what I'm going through is scared and confused and probably doesn't know he's a target right now. When I was in that dream, I felt something that I actually do regret feeling now. I felt happy and I wanted this reality to be a dream so that way I could be with the people who knew me from day one"
Amora took this in as she said, "Maybe that's why you're here. You mentioned someone being here that's from your time. If you were old and gray what do you think that person would be feeling right now. I'm not going to ask who you are talking about, Steve. It's none of my business but I know that whoever you're talking about sounds very much like family and you will do whatever it takes to keep them safe"
"More than anything. I guess that's the real reason why I'm here; to give hope where there is none"
"Not alone, Steve" Amora reminded, "You were born in a world where you were the only enhanced and now you're living in a world where you are no longer alone"
Steve smiled, "Do you know what your worst fear would be? If you were ever shown by the Maximoff girl, I mean"
Amora slowly inhaled as she remembered hearing the distant rumble from the marketplace. She turned in the direction of the Bifrost Bridge, as did everyone there. Her mother was close to her and had reached out and held her hand although Amora couldn't feel it. She didn't remember when she picked up her dress and started to run out of the crowded place. The day felt like a blur as she remembered having a sinking feeling just praying to anyone who would listen that it wasn't Midgard that had made that noise, that it wasn't her father who had died.
"I am sure I can take a wild guess" Amora told him, "But if it is, then I've already lived through it… in a way"
Steve opened his mouth to say something but then saw someone over Amora's shoulder which made him quickly jump to his feet, she turned to see Tony Stark walking with a man who had an eyepatch over one eye as the man let out, "Hello Captain, we got work to do"
