Loki's POV
Loki quietly shuts the door to y/n's room. He had planned on going on an errand, but instead, he leans against the door, slowly falling to the ground. He rests his head in his arms, distressed.
'What have I done?' he asks himself. 'She's terrified, what was I thinking? I should've made a more diplomatic approach!' Loki considers the events after diplomacy with the Avengers and, once again, realizes it'd fail.
Loki straightens and takes a deep breath. 'I can't be having second thoughts. This is the best option, and y/n is much safer now that she's here. And I know that it will work, eventually. It could take days, months, or years, but it'll work eventually.'
'Together, we'll save the world.'
Bucky's POV
'What did Loki do?!' Bucky's head screams at him as he tries to stop the Lokified Wanda. Wanda uses her power to drop a beam on Bucky. The beam doesn't hurt him too much, but it pins him to the ground. Before Bucky can lift the beam, Wanda builds up a ball of crimson energy and aims at Bucky. Bucky flinches, but the energy never hits him. The beam is thrown off him and Bucky quickly stands back up to see Wanda falling to her knees, tears streaking down her face.
Bucky crouches down in front of Wanda. "Wanda?"
"I'm so sorry," Wanda says with a shaky voice.
The other Avengers are a few feet away. Vision looks anxious to see Wanda. "Just a sec," Bucky mouths to him. Vision nods.
"It isn't your fault, Wanda," Bucky says in a hushed voice.
"I stopped you from stopping Loki, and I could've hurt you." There is a moment of silence. "How do you live with the guilt?" she says quietly, only loud enough for Bucky to hear.
Bucky sighs. He knew he'd get this question at some point from her, but he had hoped she'd ask Clint first. "It's hard at first, but it gets better. Because it wasn't you, Wanda, it was Loki. You are the victim, not the villain. Tomorrow, you won't be perfect, but it gets better, and slowly the guilt leaves. I know it, Clint knows it."
"Clint?"
Bucky smiles. "You mean he hasn't told you?"
"...No..."
"Oh, you better ask him. Loki mind controlled him when Loki first showed up on Earth?"
"Really?"
"Really. Now, why don't you go rest, Wanda. The rest of us can sort out this mess right now," Bucky says as he helps Wanda up.
"No! While Loki was controlling me, he also talked to me. I might have something that can help!"
"After you rest, Wanda. We don't wanna pressure you right now." Bucky gestures for Vision to come. Vision comes and gently leads Wanda away from the crowd, giving Bucky thanks for comforting Wanda in a way he couldn't.
Bucky looks at the rest of the team, all looking defeated. 'Y/n's become like a little sister to us all. By kidnapping her, Loki took away the person that's managed to glue us all together, though y/n doesn't really know that she does that.' "Do we have any idea where Loki could've taken y/n?"
"I'm currently using every mean available to search for Miss l/n, but I can't find her," FRIDAY says.
"Keep looking for her, FRIDAY," Tony says.
"I'm gonna go talk to Wanda, make sure she's okay," Clint says.
"See if she knows anything about what Loki has planned," T'Challa says. "It might be our only clue to find y/n."
Loki's POV
'Midgard, Asgard, Knowhere, Xandar,' Loki thinks to himself, reminding himself of the intricacies of the plan. 'And, linking it all together, y/n.' Loki sighs as he makes his way down the stairs leading to y/n's prison. It would be much easier if he could just tell y/n his plan, but if she knew what was to happen, it wouldn't happen. That, and heroes are always so pesky. They either don't believe you or they think you're always trying to kill them. Loki can't just talk to a hero about this, it would make everything much worse than it already is.
Loki pushes the door open. The first time he'd visited her, she didn't notice him until he had spoken to her, as she had been desperately trying to escape. This time, though, at the first sound the door made it opened, y/n moves her attention to Loki. Her eyes are wide with fear. Her eyes always seem to display her emotions more than anything else. Her body is tense, and her lip quivers slightly. Loki steps closer to her, smirking at her helplessness. What was so pleasing seeing her like this? Seeing her as his? Though Loki still feels guilt over the terror he's inflicted on y/n, it was too great a pleasure to see her where she belongs.
"Good afternoon, my pet," Loki drawls in what would appear to be uninterest.
"Let me go!" Y/n says desperately, fear written all over her face and resonating in her voice. Her eyes are pleading for mercy she will not receive. Loki receives both pleasure and guilt from the scene in front of him: guilt for the terror y/n is experiencing, and pleasure for finally having her in his grasp after so long, biding his time, waiting for this golden opportunity.
"I'm afraid I am unable to do so, my darling," Loki sneers. His eyes twinkle in anticipation. Loki walks toward her until he is right in front of y/n and extends his hand to her soft cheek in a gentle fashion. Y/n flinches away from his hand. He advances his hand again and cups y/n's face in his hand, brushing stray strands of hair out of her face with the other hand before he places that hand on her other cheek. Loki locks y/n's fearful gaze with his own in the most gentle way he can. Those brilliant, e/c eyes are so full of fear. He could almost hear her heart rate, the fast beats of the anxiety she is experiencing. She takes short, uneven breaths. Her lower lip is trembling ever so slightly, as if she is trying to hide it. Her brows are scrunched in fear. Loki studies her features as y/n stares back fearfully, too intimidated to speak. As time goes on, her fear grows, but y/n dares not speak at the moment. Loki smirks. "Oh, you are adorable when you are scared, my pet." He isn't lying.
"Please..." Y/n begs quietly, her gaze still locked with Loki's. Loki could feel her shaking from fear and he begins to feel pity for her. This is obviously a terrifying experience for her. Loki sees tears starting to form, threatening to spill down y/n's warm cheeks.
"I do not fault you for your fear, my darling," Loki says. He uses his thumbs to lightly caress y/n's trembling lip as he looks at her with sympathy. She tenses as Loki does so. Her body continues to tremble as a couple tears run down her face. Loki quickly wipes them away with his thumbs. Her cheeks turn a light pink as she tries to break from his grasp. But Loki's grip is firm, and he doesn't let go. "My dear, I will not think any less of you for your tears." Nevertheless, y/n tries and fails to hold her emotions in check. Her eyes are wide, despite the tears they are full of.
"Plea-"
"Hush, my pet. No harm will come to you on my watch. Sh, it'll be alright," Loki interrupts, a soft smile on his face for y/n. He uses his hand to comb through her hair while another remains firmly cupping her face. It is now that Loki truly takes time to fully appreciate how she looks. She is quite stunning, isn't she? Now, he longs to see her smile. Despite how adorable the scared y/n is, people almost always look better when they're happy.
Deciding he ought to let y/n calm down on her own, Loki gives y/n one last encouraging smile and walks off to leave y/n to her own devices.
Clint's POV
Clint knocks softly on Wanda's door. He quietly enters to find her curled up in the Vision's arms. She shakes in his arms as she sobs. Vision is speaking softly, trying to soothe Wanda. Vision nods to Clint, Wanda's surrogate father. He sits down next to the couple and helps Vision calm her down. Once Wanda has run out of tears, she turns to Clint.
"Clint, I need to tell you-"
"I know, Wanda. You can tell me."
"While Loki was mind controlling, he could talk to me telepathically. He was much too vague to get a good answer, though. But he said that the mind control was still in me, but Loki could stop receiving receptions from me. But he said it was only temporarily turned off," Wanda explains.
"So he could mind control you again?" Vision asks worriedly.
"Yes, but maybe I can start a conversation with him now! And I could try and get a straight answer out of him, or at least have him prove to me that y/n is alive."
"You're right," Clint says thoughtfully. "We could trick him into saying something that gives away where they are."
"Exactly. I can try now-"
"No!" Clint and Vision say in unison. "You need time to recover, Wanda," Vision tells her.
"We don't have time for that! For all we know, Loki is torturing y/n as we speak! We need to find her as soon as we can, and I have the best way of finding them!"
"Please, Wanda. Just rest a few more minutes, please," Vision pleads with her.
Wanda sighs. "Okay, Vis. But just a few more minutes."
Clint stands up. "I'll tell the others your plan. And we'll didn't y/n. Whatever it takes."
Clint lightly closes the door behind him and he half ran to Tony. "Tony, Wanda might be able to communicate with Loki!"
"Wait, what?"
Clint paused to catch his breath. "Wanda said that Loki talked to her telepathically while he mind controlled her. Maybe she can talk to him again and at least get proof that y/n is alive. Better yet, maybe she can trick Loki into saying something that will help us find y/n!"
"Telepathy, huh? Maybe Bruce and I can whip something up to aid us here," Tony responds.
"Like what?"
"Maybe I can find a way to track where Loki is from Wanda's end. Maybe...Bruce is much better with the brain than I... And if all else fails, we could ask T'Challa's sister for some help."
Your POV
You try to regain your composure as Loki leaves you in your cell, but it is in vain. Tears come streaming down your face. Your body shakes, and you struggle further against the bonds. Why did Loki kidnap you? Why did he come to Earth? What did he want with you?
After some time, you start to settle down. You have no idea how long you've been awake, but you are exhausted. You have no way of finding a comfortable place to sleep, but you try your best. Already dreading the pain you'll experience from the odd sleeping position in the morning, you close your eyes and try to give way to your exhaustion, sobbing occasionally. But fear keeps you awake longer than you'd like. Emotions are high. Fear, anger, embarrassment. All emotions you don't particularly enjoy experiencing.
What on Earth was Loki doing? Kidnapping you, intimidating you, then trying to comfort you? It doesn't feel like it should add up. You expected him to try to intimidate you into compliance with whatever scheme he had crafted, not for him to care for you as he had. Or was it a trick to throw you off your guard?
You slowly fall into a fitful sleep, tears still on your face.