Living with the Avengers was never part of your plan. You wanted to meet Tony Stark, find out if he was your biological father, and then head out of town to finally move on with your life. New York didn't have anything left for you, and you didn't have anything to offer New York. You had the pleasure of having Maya and Lilly accept you along with Tony letting you stay with the team. But none of it felt right. You didn't deserve such a luxury, at least that's what's been implanted in your head.

When you first told Tony that you were leaving he wouldn't have it. It was right after Banner revealed the test results.

"So now you're just gonna leave like that?" Tony asked crossed arm as he watched you pack your bags.

"Just like that. I have to move on." You barely folded your clothes, basically shoving them into your bag. You didn't care much for wrinkled clothes, just having them made you feel fortunate. "I don't have anymore business here. And I'm sure that me leaving will give you less grey hairs than you need."

Tony rubbed his fingers through his hair, feeling partially insecure by your comment, "Are you going back to live with your friends in Mister Rogers' Neighborhood?"

"No, but I'm stopping by to say my goodbyes to them. I don't know where I'm going. Paris always seemed interesting to me, maybe I'll start there."

He couldn't believe what you were saying. You two didn't know the other existed until you went searching for the truth. And now that you had it you were going to skip town and pretend this never happened. The more you thought about your plan the more you were doubting yourself. But you couldn't let doubt cloud your mind. Lingering on to the past would slow you down from moving on with whatever life you could live.

"Please, Y/N, just hear me out," Tony said, "I'm sorry about your mother, and I'm sorry about all the shit you had to go through. And I'm sorry that I wasn't there to be a-... a father. I want to make it right. I genuinely want to make up for lost time. If you feel like you need to move on, be my guest. But at least stay for a little while to make up for an ounce of the time."

You hesitated from grabbing any more of your clothes. Did Tony actually want to waste his energy to be your dad? You could finally have a family that you've dreamed of being apart of. However, everyone you got close to ended up getting hurt. On the other hand, these were the freaking Avengers. If what Tony said was true, he would know the risk of getting close to you.

"Okay." You spoke softly, "I'll stay, but just for a week while I think my plan through. Plus I kinda want to ride in one of the jets."

Tony smiled, "If you don't push your luck, maybe you'll get to fly one."


A week turned into two weeks, which turned into a month. Your room had more decorations in it than it originally had, making it officially yours. The plan you developed was kept in the back of your head, but was rarely brought up. The rest of the Avengers were fine with Tony's idea of you moving in, even though you still kept a fair distance away from them. However, your fear of getting too close was overpowered from your inner fan girl wanting to get to know each and every member.

You found yourself talking to Wanda and Natasha the most as well as Vision. The reason being this was probably because they were the only other women other than Pepper in the entire building. With Vision he was always around Wanda since they had a thing together. You weren't sure how that worked, but who were you to judge.

One day you were having a conversation with Vision and Wanda while they were making dinner. Some sort of Sokovian dish that Wanda had as a child. "Pass me a knife, Vis?" Wanda was putting together a concoction of vegetables that would make a rabbit die and go to heaven. The vegetables along with the aroma of spices in the air made you hungrier by the minute.

"When will dinner be ready? It smells amazing." You said, sneaking a piece of carrot to snack on.

"Shouldn't be long. You and Vision can set the table." The plates and silverware came out of the drawers with a swirling red mist surrounding it from Wanda's magic. Her powers still baffled yet intrigued you. It was something that looked graceful but could do so much damage.

You and Vision grabbed the plates and began setting the table. While placing the silverware you looked at the gem on his forehead. You were told that the gem was something called an infinity stone and he was created from Thor, Tony, and an evil robot named Ultron. It was a weird combination, but Vision didn't seem bothered by it.

"So Tony said that he helped create you." You said, placing the last fork down.

"That is correct. He placed his AI in the cradle that created my body, while Thor's power brought me to life." Vision gave a small smile. It wasn't like he was uncomfortable talking about it, but it was as though he didn't know how to talk about how he was created.

"And the gem thingy?" You pointed to your forehead.

He grazed over the stone with the lightest touch, "I really don't know. All I'm aware of is that it is apart of me, and I am apart of it." His tone turned melancholy, almost embarrassed that he had no clue what was sticking out of his head.

"Since Tony helped create you, I guess that means we're half siblings." You smiled, trying to change the topic.

Vision smiled back, even letting out a laugh. "Yes, I suppose we are."

"Technically I'm the older sister since you're just a few years old. Literally." You playfully pushed him on the arm. "So I get to be in charge of you."

Vision couldn't help but widen his smile, "Fine, but I can still easily beat you in a fight."

"I know."

The doors opened to Bruce jogging in, his expression a mixture of eagerness and worry, "They're back."


You followed the others to the main entrance where the rest of the team was greeting the two men you saw the first day you arrived. You recognized Thor immediately as he was wearing his Asgardian suit of metal and dark leather. Completing the look was his signature red cape. All that was missing was his even more signature hammer and long golden locks.

Without realizing it your eyes gazed to the one in green and black sauntering next to his polar opposite. Loki wore a similar garb of Thor, except his was nearly all black and green with accents of gold. You thought he looked better in what he was wearing over his black suit. Where did that thought come from?

You didn't expect the alien-gods to look so, well, regal. But of course they were princes where they were from. Should you bow out of respect or call them highness's? They didn't seem to mind that you didn't the first day, plus you noticed everyone else was greeting them nonchalantly. But they all already knew each other, since you were new you should probably-

"Hey kid, get a chance to talk to hotshot and not-shot yet?" Your thoughts were interrupted by Tony patting you on the back. His hand remained on your shoulder as he guided you towards Thor and Loki, who were speaking with Steve and Natasha. Thor was doing more of the socializing while Loki stood cross armed as if he were a teenager on a trip he didn't want to go on. You couldn't blame him, the first few weeks you avoided everyone as much as you could and thought about abandoning your plan and going back to the apartment. Even now you still felt awkward around the team, especially when you accidentally embarrass yourself in front of your heroes.

Before you knew it you were standing in front of the gods, their attention all on you. You froze with doe eyes as you couldn't think of what to say. All you could do was stare at the tall men from another world. Thankfully Tony's quick wits came through.

"I believe you've met briefly before, but this is Y/N. My daughter." This was the first time you heard Tony introduced you publicly as his daughter. You would show your appreciation if you weren't frozen from the presence of demigods.

Thor's eyes brighten from the newfound information, "Ah, a pleasure to properly meet you," he took your hand and lightly pressed his lips to your knuckles, making you blush fiercely you were afraid everyone would notice, "I never knew you had children, Stark."

"I didn't know either." Tony let out a single laugh, obviously confusing Thor, but he smiled along. Loki, on the other hand, remained stoic and unnerved from the conversation. The only thing that changed were his eyes, which were placed on you just like the first day. Again, he was studying you, trying to figure you out with his piercing green eyes. You studied him in return out of the corner of your eye. He stood tall and confident, yet placed himself slightly behind his brother instead of next to. Why?

Your vision moved from his body towards his face. His eyes were relaxed, yet his jaw was clenched. Loki must feel tense in a room full of people who fought (and defeated) him years ago. Moving from the jaw you noticed his cheekbones, sharp and defined. From his cheekbones you followed them to his lips. You couldn't help but linger your gaze on them. Wait, stop, what the heck are you doing? Your eyes slowly moved to his eyes, not only were they intense, but they held something soft in the vast green irises. You snapped back to reality when you realized you accidentally made eye contact with him, forcing you to jolt your head away as he snapped his gaze elsewhere.

"So, what do you think?" Tony said, his attention changing from Thor to you. You didn't realize they were talking this entire time.

"What? Sorry I zoned out for a second." You replied.

"Takes after her father, I swear." Tony said in a joking tone, "I said after we all eat, you can help me test out some prototypes on a couple of suits."

Your eyes lit up, but Loki's stare made you hide your excitement, "Actually, as awesome as that sounds, I might head to bed. It's been a long day." You weren't lying, there were multiple times a day where if you were in a position of a large group setting or you conversed too long you would feel drained. "I promise I can help you tomorrow."

"Fine, leave the old man to do all the work." Tony smirked, "Get some rest, kiddo."

"Again, it was a pleasure to meet you, daughter of Stark." Thor grinned ear to ear.

You turned around and waved goodnight to everyone, when suddenly you found your eyes locked with Loki's once again. This time, you swore you saw a small smile form from his lips.


You dried your hair as you put on your pajamas after slipping out of the large bathtub. The tub was your favorite thing in the facility, since the apartment didn't have one and you grew up without the luxury. You slipped on some slippers and brushed your hair free of tangles. Reaching for the toothbrush and turning on the faucet, you heard the sound of two men outside of your room bickering. No doubt one of the men was Tony.

Setting your toothbrush down you made way to the door, opening it to find of course Tony and Steve just outside, but to your surprise Loki was with them as well, "Oh, sorry if we woke you up, Y/N." Steve said, facing away from a pouting Tony.

"It's fine, I was just about to go to bed." Your eyes glanced towards Loki, you really needed to stop doing that, "What are you guys talking about?"

"Nothing, just a little argument from mommy and daddy." Tony said in annoyance, clearly he was losing the fight.

"Tony doesn't want to put Loki in the room across from yours." Steve stated, "He's afraid he might do something to you."

"I'm not afraid, I know she can kick his ass," Tony glared at the black haired demigod, who just stood there squinting his eyes to Tony, "I don't like the fact that this psycho will be sleeping twenty feet away from my kid."

"If you know she can defend herself, then why are you worried?" Steve asked, leaving Tony without a witty comeback for once, "There's no other rooms, and it'd be a hassle to ask someone else to give up their room and move all of their things."

Tony's jaw clenched in aggravation, knowing that Steve was right made him uneasy, so you knew you had to soothe the situation, "Tony, I'll be okay. It's no big deal, really. If he tried anything funny, I'll break his legs." Loki tilted his head at your comment, almost in a challenging way. Of course you meant it, if he tried anything with you he'd be with two broken legs. Very long, slender legs- Stop. Get that out of your head.

Tony sighed in defeat, "Okay, okay. But I'm putting up extra security throughout the building." He took a step towards Loki, trying to intimidate him, "For precaution." Tony then turned around, walking down the hall, probably back to the lab.

As soon as Tony was gone you smiled to Steve and entered your room. As soon as you shut the door you leaned against the wooden material. Tony was right, there was a psycho just twenty feet away. However, that statement could go both ways. What you've done didn't deserve redemption.

You bit your lip, squeezing your eyes tightly to block out the memories. You stood up to finish your nightly routine before plopping down onto the soft bed, wrapping yourself in the warm sheets, and closing your eyes to await for sleep to come.

But sleep didn't come. All you could think about was your interaction with Loki. Why were you thinking about this? What makes him so special besides the fact that he led an alien war on to New York? And, also that he was technically an alien himself. You couldn't shake the thoughts until you realized you never even said a "hello" or a "hi". You shot up from the bed, knowing that sleep won't be coming for a while until you made your introduction. It had only been an hour since you last saw him and it was still early, hopefully he was still awake.

Stepping into your slippers you stood from your bed. You crossed your room to open your door into the hallway. The next thing you knew you were found face to face with his door, just a few feet from your own. Steadying your breath you knocked on his door. No answer. You knocked once more. Still, no answer. The third time mid-knock the door cracked open to reveal Loki, still in his Asgardian attire. Again, his face stoic and emotionless, barely unfazed from your unexpected visit.

To try and lighten the mood, you put on a smile, "Sorry to bother you, but I didn't really get a chance to say hi or actually introduce myself. You already know my name- And uh… I already know your name. But I wanted to welcome you to the facility."

You tried your best to keep your smile while all that changed in Loki's expression was a raise in an eyebrow. Suddenly he smirked, and it wasn't your imagination this time. Before you could say anything more the door shut in your face. Now it was just you and the door, once again. You could feel your cheeks burn from embarrassment. Did you say something wrong or upsetting? Maybe he wasn't the person that appreciated a welcome wagon. This was going to be a lot of work.