an. so Far From Home was perfect...just wanted to throw that out there lol. Anywho, I'm back with another chapter. Things will be picking up in this one and I'm excited :)

Chapter 3: I Always Thought That I'd See You Again

Waking up the next morning was something both Skadi and Peter were not looking forward to doing. They were both exhausted from the day and night previous and intended to sleep in as late as they could. Though having getting back to their hotel room at the late hours of the night and not actually going to sleep until the early hours of the morning, they'd forgotten to close the blinds and now they found themselves groaning as the bright light woke them up.

Peter rolled over, trying to shield his eyes in his pillow, pulling the blanket with him. Skadi groaned as the blanket was ripped from her and her bare body was now exposed. She rolled over onto her stomach, trying to snatch the blanket back from Peter but he held on tightly, now using it to cover his head. The princess sat up grasping the covers tighter, successfully pulling them off of him and onto her.

Peter let out a louder groan than she did, mimicking her almost. He rolled over onto his side in order to lift the blanket and let himself back underneath it. She pushed him back with her butt, not allowing him in. Peter looked offended, ignoring the fact that he'd just denied her access from it seconds ago.

"Why do you do this?" He questioned, mumbling as he was still drowsy.

"Go shut the blinds." She ordered, pointing a finger out from underneath the blanket, pointing him to the direction of the open blinds. "I command you,"

"But I have no clothes on, people will see me." Peter tried to excuse himself from moving, sinking deeper into the mattress.

"We're on like the top floor."

"There are ships flying around," Peter grumbled, slowly sitting up and knowing that he'd find no excuse for her to buy. Walking towards the window in his birthday suite, he closed the blinds, dramatically sighing at he did so, letting the room grow darker. Turning back around, he noticed Skadi peering out from her mountain of blanket and stared at him intently. He raised an eyebrow at her and smirked, totally catching her checking him out.

"You have a nice bum." Skadi said in a small voice, not even denying it once she knew she was caught.

Peter smiled, not from accepting the compliment, even though he did, but he smiled because he was happy at how peaceful it had been with just the two of them. They grew accustomed over the years of always hearing the others off and about the ship, never being truly alone. It was nice to be able to share a soft, playful moment with her without hearing Rocket shouting about something off in the background or Drax's bellowing laugh.

He watched her push herself back to his spot on the bed, lifting the covers, welcoming him back on the bed. He took her spot, laying down on his back, closing his eyes to go back to sleep. He reopened them though when he felt her shift and move to straddle him. He groaned, not in a tired way but an excited one. He loved morning sex even if it was rare that the two would have time for it; it was lazy but had a different kind of passion to it. He'd thought they'd worn each other out last night but apparently Skadi was still up for more.

It wasn't until hours later, after the two showered and got ready for the day, did the pair venture back out to the town. Both of their stomachs were growling as they hadn't really eaten since they went to that restaurant for lunch yesterday. Afterwards they'd gone to explore the town some more, hitting some shops and Skadi even managed to convince Peter to go to an art museum. When the sun began to disappear the pair went back to their rooms and changed before going bar hopping, until after hours and both having a decent buzz, Peter more than Skadi, the pair went back to their room.

The two settled on having some street food for lunch, the grease helping Peter's hangover. As they ate the fried foods they walked towards the pier, watching the fishing ships docking and the airships flying about. It was still hot out, Skadi settling on wearing some shorts and a black tank with a long mesh sleeved shirt over it. Her blonde hair, being the longest it'd ever been was braided again, the heat making it frizzy it she had it any other way.

She took another bite, looking at Peter again happily. It was weird seeing him without his jacket; he wore it everywhere but he'd be dying if he wore it now. He just settled for a dark blue shirt that hugged his body perfectly and his regular pants and boots combo. She'd questioned that with even that on she didn't know how he wasn't dying, but Peter was firm when he said that he wasn't a shorts guy. Skadi noted how she was still sweating and she was wearing shorts. She also noted how she'd make him pay for her to get them something cold to snack on after this.

Letting out a content sigh, Skadi finished up her meal, saying how she'd be back so she could go get said treat, eying an ice cream stand not too far from them. Peter nodded at her, still eating his as he leaned against the railing of the boardwalk. Skadi quickly made her way to the stand, reaching it in no time. She bit the side of her thumb as she read the different flavors as she suddenly got a weird feeling of being watched. She figured it was just people who recognized her and tried to shake it off as she focused on the menu.

Eventually she decided, taking a giant lick out of the fruity dessert as she handed the man the unit's for it. Turning around to make her way back to Peter, she felt that feeling again, her eyes darting from side to side. Everyone around her appeared to be doing their own thing, children were playing in the grassy area nearby, adults walked the pier and everyone seemed to be paying her no mind. Wiping her sweaty palm on her shorts, she walked back towards Peter a little more hurriedly.

From the corner of her eye though, she could see someone approaching her, almost speed walking to reach her. She felt them nearly directly behind her as she was about to react. Instincts kicking in, Skadi wiped her head followed by her body around, ready to tell whoever this was off. Just as she did this whoever was tailing her, grabbed her arm, gently. They jerked her backwards causing her to drop her treat to the ground. She let out an angry growl, making a fist with her hand and winding it back to connect it to his face.

"Well aren't you a hard girl to find?" a blonde, goateed man smiled, warmly at her.

Skadi instantly recognized him, her harsh demeanor dropping as she looked the man up and down in shock. There was no way he was really here? She had to be delusional. But she could feel his hand gripping her upper arm tightly and she could hear him breathing, and see the slight breeze moving his hair about.

"Fandral?" She squeaked, a soft smile creeping up to her lips. The man smiled in response, releasing his secure grip and replacing it with a tight hug. Reality hit her as she returned the hug, nearly crushing herself against his chest, gasping out "You're really here!"

"Of course I'm really here," He chuckled, letting her go before looking her straight in the eyes. "We're here to take you home."

"We're?" Skadi tilted her head, realization hitting her hard. "Home?"

"Excuse me, am I missing something here?" Peter's asked, walking towards them, long dropping his food on the ground after seeing the man grabbing Skadi. "Who are you?"

Fandral looked between the two, somewhat offended that the mortal didn't know who he was. He offend forgot when venturing outside of the nine realms people weren't familiar with Asgardians. He looked to Skadi before back at Peter,

"Fandral of the Warriors Three; I'm here to take the princess home now, as if it was any of your concern to begin with." His posh voice sounding like nails to a chalkboard to the Guardian as he spoke.

Fandral turned back to Skadi, putting an arm around her back, beginning to move to lead her away from the mortal. She drug her feet into the ground, ruining the grass as she fought back from him. Fandral stopped, confused as to why she was preventing him from taking her back to Asgard. He looked at her questionably as she released herself from him and moved to stand near Peter. The mortal grabbed her hand and took a step in front of her, coming almost chest to chest with Fandral.

"The lady stays here, Fandral from the Warriors of No One Cares." Peter hissed, putting on his best mean face, letting his voice go deeper than normal.

"Are you preventing the princess from returning home?" Fandral pushed his chest up against Peter's, pushing him a step back. "I will slay any person who threatens the crown"

"I ain't threatening nothing ass-hat, I'm just not letting you take her away." Peter snapped back pushing Fandral back himself with both hands, letting go of Skadi for a second.

He felt a pang in his chest, it beating quickly as all he could think about was punching this guy straight in the face for laying a hand on his girl. Who did this asshole think he was? Just walking up here and thinking he could take her away from him so easily. He wouldn't have it.

"You aren't a smart one are you?" Fandral smirked, chuckling at the mortal.

Confused as to why the guy with the stupid mustache would say that he moved backwards to get Skadi again and get them away but before he could reach her, he heard her scream out in annoyance, causing Peter to wipe around to see what happened. Behind him, stood a big man, he was around the same height as him but his was, um, well a lot rounder around the belly area. He had picked up Skadi, propping her over his shoulder as she hit his back, screaming at him to put her down.

"Volstagg put me down this instant!" Skadi barked in frustration, not wanting to hurt him but would if he didn't listen to her.

"You could never hurt me, little one." The redheaded, bearded man bellowed, ignoring Peter's death glare and began walking away.

"Hey!" Peter shouted, moving to grab his blasters but realized he left them on the ship. He cursed, reaching into his pocket to call the others for backup. As he was about to hit the call button, Fandral hit him against the back of his neck with the hilt of his sword, knocking him down to the ground. Peter laid still, wanting them to walk away and play dead as they did. When he knew that they were no longer paying attention to him he reached back for the fallen communicator and called the Benatar.

"What is it Quill? Aren't you busy making goo-goo faces with-,"

"I need you guys here now!" Peter shouted, standing up, earning Fandral's attention. "Bring me my blasters so I can blow this guy sky high!" Peter said, before sending them their location and shoving the device in his pocket. Peter charged at the Asgardian, knowing that he'd kick this dude's ass even if he didn't have his blasters.