Okay this was requested by rahp j. It turned out longer than I thought it would but I really lived the idea. I'll most likely add on to this in the future, so if anyone has a specific idea let me know. I have put all the requests on a list and I'll usually ask for more detail when I start on it. So I will get to all of them eventually. Hope you enjoy, next update will be for TTAD. Let me know what you think, thanks for reading! =D

I jolted awake as the car stopped. Looking out the window, I shuddered. The large manor was tall and imposing, it did nothing for my already frayed nerves. The chauffeur grabbed my little suitcase from the trunk and set down on the gravel drive. Then he opened my door and motioned for me to get out.

I did and tried my best to smile at him, he had driven halfway across the state to pick me up at the airport.

"Thanks for the ride."

He glanced down at me and smiled politely.

"My pleasure Miss."

Then he got back in the car and drove off without a backward glance. Leaving me standing there with my raggedy suitcase, wind whistling around me. I wasn't really cold though, the coat, gloves and hat keeping me warm. The chill I felt had nothing to do with the weather.

I balked at the thought of going up and knocking on the enormous front door.

My parents said this was the best place in the country for people like me, that I would be around other kids my age. But I couldn't help but think they wanted me gone, that they were scared of what I could do.

At first I didn't even realize I was any different from anyone else, but I began to notice the odd looks people would give me when I commented on their color. When I was younger, my parents just thought it was a game. But as I got older they started to worry, they didn't believe me when I told them what I saw.

Ever since I was a little girl I had been able to see the colors, or I guess you could call them auras. Every person had their own unique shade, sometimes a mix of colors. It always gave me an idea of what kind of person they were, mom just thought I was good at reading people.

I thought everybody could see them until my brother, Danny told me he couldn't see anything. When he realized I saw something he couldn't, he made it a game to try and guess what color everybody had. He usually never got it right, but it was fun. If I concentrated really hard I could make them visible for a moment, but it was very tiring so I didn't do it often.

But it was what happened at the beginning of summer that made my parents see I wasn't lying.

I'd been feeling strange all day but I brushed it off as nerves for finals. Everyone's colors seemed much more vivid, like I could reach out and touch them. I left school feeling almost nauseous, Danny kept looking at me like I was gonna puke.

"Are you sure you're okay Anna?"

I smiled and nodded, even though I felt sick.

"Yeah, I'm fine don't worry about it."

He just shrugged and continued walking home.

It was later that evening and I had totally forgotten that we had invited our new neighbor to dinner. She was a pretty young woman recently widowed in her late twenties. She had a rather sad shade of navy surrounding her, it looked like a starless night's sky. After my dad had introduced everyone I reached over to shake her hand. The instant our skin touched it felt like someone shocked me.

A sharp pain filled my head.

In a split second I saw everything, all her hopes, fears and dreams flashed before my eyes. I saw her marry her high school sweetheart, land her dream job, and then receiving a phone call to inform her of the car wreck her husband had died in. All the highs and lows in her life were burned in my mind, it felt so intimate and personal. I was intruding on something I shouldn't.

In that moment I couldn't just see the colors but it was like I could see straight to her soul.

Gasping, I ripped my hand away. Horrified I looked at her and she looked just shocked as I felt.

"You…I just."

If it was possible my eyes got even wider. One look at her face and I could tell it was a two way thing, everything I just saw about her she saw about me. Unable to say anything, I ran from the room to go hide in my room. Voices stopped me in the hall.

"Lindsey are you alright?"

I guess that was her name, I was too freaked out to remember. Her breathy voice answered my mother.

"I-I think so, did you see that? Her eyes were glowing!"

Scared out of my mind I put my hand to my face, tears starting to flow. What was happening to me?

My parents did their best to calm her down and then continued on to have dinner without me. Later that evening Danny cam in my room to fine me huddled in the corner.

"Anna? Are you alright?"

I sniffed and wiped my face.

"No, no I'm not alright."

He came and sat beside me.

"Hey it'll be okay. Tell me what you saw."

I looked over at him, the beautiful bright yellow that usually surrounded him almost overwhelming me with the brightness.

"I saw everything."

He wrinkled his brow.

"What do you mean?"

"Everything, all her hopes, fears, and dreams. It was like the important moments in her life were out for display. It felt so wrong, I could see her. I saw the core of who she was, her true self."

He sighed and tried to smile.

"This just means you can do more than you ever thought."

I curled in on myself.

"But the worst part was she could see me too. It was like being in my underwear in front of the whole school, she saw everything. I couldn't hide anything, it was awful!"

"You can get through this, I know you can."

I flinched back when he set his hand on my arm. All the memories we shared and some we didn't started to play in my mind. It was painful, the flood of my brother's life experience barraging my brain.

"Don't touch me!"

At his hurt look I tried to fix it.

"I'm sorry Danny, I-I just can't control it. It hurts, there's too much to see."

He frowned.

"It's fine Anna. I just wish I could help."

Cautiously he put his hand on the sleeve of my shirt and then grinned at me.

"There, you see it only happens when it's skin to skin contact."

Slowly I smiled back.

"Yeah, hey I have an idea!"

I jumped up and rifled around in my closet. After finding what I was looking for, I turned back to Danny.

"If I wear these nothing will happen."

I had found a pair of elbow length gloves I used for dress-up as a kid.

He laughed.

"You mean you're going to go around wearing those old things?"

"Well yeah, I never want that to happen again. If that means I have to wear these, then I will."

Just as he was about to reply our parents came in. I looked down not wanting to see what they thought of me now that they knew the truth.

"Danny will you give us a minute, your mother and I have to speak with your sister."

He nodded and smiled at me as he left. I finally looked up, instead of fear and disgust I saw worry and concern in their eyes.

"Princess, I think we need to talk."

After that night everything changed. I was barely able to finish school, all the accidental touches and intensity of the colors made me want to scream. The worst part was how everyone started to treat me.

I wasn't popular per say, but I had a lot of friends. Or so I thought, when news got out that I was a mutant people avoided me like the plague. It hurt me a lot more than I thought it would, I knew people wouldn't understand but shunning me altogether…

After the first couple of times someone brushed up against me in the hall, I was instantly labeled a freak. Falling on the ground clutching your head in pain wasn't all that normal, especially when the other person flipped out and ran away as well. And I mean come on, it was pretty freaky. Exchanging your life story with a touch was unnerving, even the teachers avoided me. That was when I started wearing long-sleeves and long pant, as well as the elbow length gloves full time.

I had quickly realized that my mutation was tied to my emotions. The calmer I was the easier it was to not get overwhelmed by the colors. But the more fearful I was the easier it was to lose control and have a panic attack. I started meditating and learning breathing exercises, it seemed to help a little but I still found more peace away from others.

The thought of never being able to touch another person again without the painful repercussions sent me spiraling into depression. So after school let out I locked myself in my room all summer, only coming out for meals and the few occasions Danny dragged me out.

It was a week before school was supposed to start again when my parents told me.

They were sending me away, to a private school for people like me. It hadn't been around that long but already it was the best in the country for mutants.

Using the word mutant to describe myself was odd, no one had ever called me that until recently.

Both Danny and I kicked up a fuss, but there was no changing their minds. We promised to call each other, even write letters, and before I knew it the driver was at our door to pick me up.

So here I am, standing in front of said school. I tugged on the new gloves Danny gave me before I left, absolutely terrified to go inside. I was seriously considering running into the wood to live with the squirrels, but before I could make up my mind the door opened.

The swirling mass of color hit me first, a deep purple with bits of rich earthy brown and a dark red with hints of black throughout.

Blinking I tried to look past the overwhelming colors, barely managing I could see two people. A tall lanky blonde and a curvy girl with dark red hair. Both looked to be around eighteen or nineteen

"Hey kid, you gonna stand out here all day?"

The girl frowned at him and punched him in the arm.

"Ouch! Tasha, what was that for?"

She smirked.

"You were being a jerk and I wanted to."

Tuning to me she smiled.

"Hi, I'm Natasha and this is Clint. The professor is away for the day, so we're in charge of welcoming you to the school."

I smiled shyly.

"Oh, I'm Annalise."

I could feel their curious gaze on me as I looked back at the ground.

"How old are you kid?"

I looked up to meet his piercing blue-grey eyes.

"Uh, I just turned fifteen a couple of months ago."

Nodding, he grinned at me.

"If you're ready, let's go inside. Everyone is excited to meet you, we didn't have many new students this year."

Oddly my hesitation to go inside melted away at her suggestion. So I followed them inside, wondering what colors I would see.

As the door closed behind me I gasped, the room was bursting with color. There were several kids of different ages standing in the foyer. Almost like they were waiting for me to get here, the colors started to thrum with excitement. I started taking deep breaths to keep calm, feeling a headache coming on I rubbed the bridge of my nose.

As if noticing my distress Natasha started introducing everyone.

"Calm down, you're going to scare her away! Okay everyone, this is Annalise sh-"

A very bouncy boy who looked to be eleven or twelve, the youngest here, interrupted her.

"Do you have a nickname? Annalise is kinda long."

Uncomfortable with everyone staring at me I quickly answered him.

"Well, most people just called me Anna."

He grinned.

"Hmm, I'll come up with something better but for now Anna it is. I'm Tony."

I smiled at his enthusiasm, it reminded me of Danny.

"Nice to meet you Tony."

"So what can you do? I'm a te-"

Natasha cleared her throat and frowned at him.

"That's enough Tony, she just got here."

He started pouting.

"Aww Tasha you're no fun!"

Ignoring him she turned back to me.

"Anyways, this is Bruce."

She pointed to a shy looking brunette with curly hair. He looked around the same age as Clint and Tasha, or a little older. Looking up from the book he was reading, he smiled as me.

"Hello Anna, I hope you like it here."

I smiled at him, he seemed really sweet. Then Tasha, pointed to boy next to him.

"And this is Peter."

Peter was a tall lanky boy with fluffy brown hair. He was a bit older it seemed, like sixteen or seventeen.

"Hi, nice to meet you."

Then she looked over on the other side of the room.

"That is Thor and his brother Loki. They are from Norway, our first out of country students."

Following her gaze I saw a muscly blonde with bright blue eyes and a lean blacked haired boy with startling green eyes. Both looked to be my age, Thor beamed at me and swiftly walked over to me.

"My lady, it is a delight to meet you."

He grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips kissing it.

"Oh, nice to meet you as well."

I tried my best not to look to eager to pull my hand back, even with the gloves I was hesitant to touch anyone. His brother came up after him and took my hand in his, bowing slightly.

"A pleasure Miss Anna."

Once again I tried not to yank my hand away, it would appear rude.

"Lovely to meet you too."

Tasha put her hand on my shoulder and I couldn't help but flinch away, forgetting I had a long-sleeve shirt on.

"Steve is the only other new student, but shouldn't get here until later tomorrow morning. So that's everyone, what do you say we go eat dinner now?"

At the mention of food all of the boys took off in the direction of what I'm assuming is the kitchen.

"Hey Anna wait a sec."

I turned around to see Tasha looking at me.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"I just wanted to warn you, the boys will probably start showing off for you. Do you just want to go and get settled in?"

I felt touched at her kindness to me.

"No, I need to get used to all this. It's just that my mutation makes it hard for me to be around so many people."

He eyes softened in understanding.

"I understand, I had trouble getting used to mine too. Do you want to talk about it?"

I shook my head.

"Not right now, besides everyone's gonna find out what I can do eventually."

She smiled.

"Yeah, like I said all those boys will be showing off for you. I wouldn't be surprised if they want to know what you can do."

Gulping, I did my best to smile.

"Lead the way then."

Tasha was right, if she hadn't yelled at them to calm down they would have been showing off all though dinner. At her insistence they waited until after we were done eating.

So now we were all in what I found out was the rec room. The boys had made the decision to get to know me better by going around in a circle and showcasing what we could do. Tony insisted on going first.

"Okay, watch this!"

He closed his eyes in concentration and the radio next to him started to float. Then it burst into pieces and started to reassemble into something else. The finished product was a futuristic looking toy car with a remote. He opened his eyes and grinned at me.

"Ta-da! I'm a technopath, I can control machines and all other forms of technology. Isn't that cool?"

I smiled at him, his expression begging for acknowledgment.

"That's really cool Tony."

Then Clint scowled at him.

"Hey, that was mine! Turn it back right now!"

Tony sighed and started to change it back to a radio.

"There happy?"

Clint just rolled his eyes and went back to playing with Tasha's hair. She was sitting in his lap, legs kicked over the side of the chair he was sitting in. It was obvious they were dating, honestly I would have been surprised if they weren't. I smiled, it was really cute.

"My turn now!"

Peter jumped up and walked over to the wall, then he started to climb up it. When he reached the ceiling he jumped off and did a backflip on the way down, landing perfectly.

"I guess that's pretty self-explanatory."

He shuffled back to his seat and shoved Bruce forward, causing his glasses to slip down his nose.

He glared at Peter as he fixed his glasses.

"I'm not going to show you, my mutation is too dangerous."

Then he looked over at me and explained.

"When I get angry I change into something else. I don't have control, it could hurt people."

He just sat back down awkwardly and picked his book back up.

Breaking the silence that had fallen, Thor stood up.

"I have control of lightning and most other forms of electricity."

He raised his hand and the lights flickered and went out. Then, with the room in totally darkness, little sparks of electricity danced along his hand. I gasped when the sparks took the form of a horse galloping across his hand and onto his arm. With the finesse of someone who knew what they were doing, the tiny horse disintegrated turning the lights back on.

"That was amazing!"

I clapped my hand over my mouth, realizing I'd said that out loud. Thor looked at me and grinned.

"Thank you milady. Now brother show us what you can do."

Loki scowled at his brother and stood up. I got the feeling that they didn't get along very well.

"You must understand, my brother has no problem with such small quantities of electricity. Any larger and something will certainly catch on fire."

Thor glared at him, upset at being outed. Loki ignored him and began speaking again.

"Professor says what I can do is called matter manipulation…among other things."

In the blink of an eye there were three identical copies of him. They smirked and walked into the middle of the circle and stood in a line.

"Which one is real?"

Clint sighed.

"Not this again, we all kn-"

"Quiet! I wasn't asking you."

I looked hard at them, there wasn't a single difference. I was about to concede defeat when I noticed something, only one of them had a shadow. I grinned and got up, completely forgetting my aversion to being here in the first place.

Walking up to one of the Loki's, I pointed at the real one.

"This one is real, you're the only one that has a shadow."

His eyes widened as the other three disappeared.

"Well done, shadows are hard to project due to their constant flickering. Soon enough though, I'll be able to fool you all."

He smirked at me and waved his hand, a rose appearing in his palm. As he handed it to me I blushed and sat back down.

"Alright now it's my turn."

After Tasha got out of his lap, Clint stood up and he disappeared. I almost started laughing when Bruce's glasses floated off his face. He just looked bored like this happened all the time.

"Really, again?"

He snatched his glasses and put them back on.

Clint reappeared and grinned.

"I can turn invisible, although it's really bending the light to appear that way. I can do this too."

He grabbed Tasha's hand and then both of them disappeared. But her clothes were still there, so it looked like a pair of jeans and a shirt were just floating there. The shirt swatted at him.

"Clint, cut it out!"

He must have moved his hand because both of them re-materialized.

"You boys have had your fun, now I get to play."

Tony perked up and started grinning.

"Ooh, chicken dance this time!"

She nodded and smirked at Clint, who was groaning.

"Come on Nat, not again."

Then she looked at me with a big smile.

"I can persuade people with only my voice. Clint do the chicken dance."

Without hesitation Clint started dancing, a scowl on his face.

"Don't forget to smile."

He gave her a very fake looking smile, I couldn't help but laugh along with the others. He was an awful dancer, I wasn't even that bad.

"Okay you can stop now."

Abruptly stopping, he huffed and sat back down.

"It's not that funny you guys."

He glared at Tony and Peter, who were practically rolling on the floor laughing.

Tasha plopped back down on his lap and smiled.

"It was kinda funny, you suck at dancing."

He just stuck his tongue out at her and went back to playing with her hair.

"Well that was all of us, what can you do Anna?"

My eyes darted over to Peter, the panic creeping back in. Throughout the whole evening I'd slowly started getting more comfortable, the colors fading into the background. But when everyone started looking at me, I felt a wave of nausea pass through me. All the colors bright and overwhelming again like earlier.

All I wanted to do was run form the room, but I forced myself to stay put. I had to say something, everyone has been so nice to me. I began to wring my gloved hands together as I looked up at them.

"Well, I…my mutation is a bit hard to explain."

Peter smiled encouragingly at me.

"Just try your best."

I nodded and searched for a way to explain.

"Okay, I can see people."

Tony frowned and interrupted me.

"What does that mean? I can see people too, what do-."

Receiving a loud shush from everyone, I took that as my cue to continue.

"Every person has a color or aura, it encompasses who they are completely. Each shade means something different, even two identical colors can mean something different depending on the person. My first impression is usually based on what color I see. I can see what kind of person you really are."

Quite interested now, Bruce sat up and looked at me.

"Will you tell us what color we are?"

Loosening up a bit, I remembered something I had done for Danny a few times. I smiled at him.

"I can do you one better."

I raised my hand and concentrated, suddenly a deep green mist with a hint of dark purple appeared around him. He gasped and reached out to touch it, his hand passing right through it.

"What does it mean?"

I looked down, embarrassed.

"The green means safety and healing, and the purple means wisdom."

Peter gaped at me and elbowed Tony.

"Did you see that!? Her eyes were glowing, that is so cool!"

I felt a smile growing on my face as I lowered my hand, the mist fading away. A low whistle caught me attention, I looked up at Clint.

"Wow kid, that's really something. You nailed it with Bruce, that describes him perfectly. What's mine?"

I raised my hand again and both Clint and Tasha's colors materialized. The mixed together in effortless harmony. Tasha looked at it in amazement.

"Which one is mine?"

"The black and red one. The red means courage and strength, and the black means elegance and mystery."

Clint grinned like a little kid.

"What about me?"

Forgetting my nerves, I smiled at him.

"Your purple is different from Bruce's, it means ambition and creativity, the brown represents friendliness."

As I let the couple's auras vanish, Tony who had been quiet jumped up.

"Me next, do me!"

Ignoring the fatigue I was starting to feel, I stood up and willed Tony's color to appear. A swirling mass of orange, red and yellow curled around him

"Awesome! Look at that, I have three colors! What do they mean? Am I better because I have more? Does that mean you like me better? Why can't I tou-"

"Tony shut up!"

At Tasha's words he slapped a hand to his mouth and glared at her. I had a feeling this had happened before.

"Um, well some people only have one color while others can have many different ones. Sometimes they can change, depending on the person. I don't have any control over what they look like. The orange means energetic, the yellow means intelligence and the red stands for passion."

Tasha raised a brow and Tony ripped his hand off his mouth.

"Really?! That's me exactly, I'm super smart and I have lost of energy and I ge-"

"Be quiet Tony, your turn is over."

I tried my best not to laugh as he clapped a hand over his mouth again and sat down with a scowl on his face.

"I am most curious to know what color you see in me Miss Anna."

I smiled at Thor, his color was nice it fit him well from what little I knew of him.

"Sure thing Thor."

Starting to feel a bit dizzy, I closed my eyes and concentrated. A delighted laugh told me that I had succeeded in making it visible once again. It really was quite pretty, a base of steel gray with splashes of red and pockets of deep indigo. Thor ran his hand through the cloud around him.

"Most wonderful, what do they mean?"

I grinned, a real one. No one but Danny had ever told me what I could do was wonderful.

"The grey stands for dependability and stability, and the red different from Tony's means determination."

He furrowed his brow, his hand still trying to grasp the mist.

"What then of the…purple?"

I laughed.

"That isn't purple, that's indigo much different from purple. It represents integrity and sincerity."

He smiled at me, and pointed to his brother.

"Thank you, will you now show us Loki's?"

I nodded, Loki's color was beautiful. Letting Thor's aura dissipate, I turned to Loki.

"Is that alright with you?"

He seemed surprised I was asking his permission.

"You might as well, they will not give me a moment's peace if you don't."

I wiped my brow of the sweat that had gathered there, once again ignoring the woozy feeling. I heard a gasp as Loki's color came into view. It was a mix of turquoise, dark blue, light, almost white blue and small streaks of gold.

No one had said anything, so I started to explain.

"The turquoise means inner strength, the dark blue is knowledge and expertise."

I looked up to see Loki staring at me, so I faltered.

"Go on."

He was still staring at me but a hint of a smile graced his lips.

"Well the white blue stands for sensitivity and the gold means cunning and resourcefulness."

With everyone still looking at me, I started to babble.

"Ah, I can usually tell more than that but those were the main things I picked up on. For every good quality I see there is an opposite. I'm sorry if I offended anyon-"

Someone clearing their throat stopped me from continuing to ramble. I whipped around to look at Bruce who was next to me.

"That was amazing Anna, don't apologize."

As I let Loki's color fade away I smiled. Just as I was about to say something I felt extremely dizzy. I put a hand to my face and staggered where I stood.

"Oh, I think I need to sit down."

Bruce caught my arm as I swayed.

"Anna, are you alright?"

I nodded and fell back into the chair behind me.

"I'll be fine, I've just never done that for so long or for so many people."

Tony grinned at me, getting right up in my face.

"Good I like you. Oh yeah, I was wondering why do you wear those gloves?"

I felt the blood drain from my face, I had hoped to avoid this. But I found I couldn't lie to them, not after how kind they had been.

My voice trembling, I looked down.

"What I showed you is only part of what I can do, the other requires skin-to-skin contact. I can't control it. Every time it happens I-I…"

I flinched back when I felt a hand on my knee, slowly I looked up at an understanding pair of eyes.

"Hey, it's alright. All of us have struggled with control, some of us still do. The professor can help you, that's why you're here."

Bruce was right, I was here to learn control not hide myself away. With effort I wiped my eyes of the tears that had gathered there and smiled.

"Thank you Bruce, all of you. It's been awhile somebody could understand."

There was a moment of silence, it wasn't awkward just comfortable. After a second Tasha spoke up.

"Alright everybody, time for bed. The professor will be back tomorrow and I don't want him thinking I let all of you stay up late, that we can't handle it alone for a couple of nights."

A chorus of complaints rose from Tony, Clint, Peter and Thor. Bruce and Loki just rolled their eyes and started to get up. Unsure of where I was to go, I looked over at Tasha.

"Um, where should I go?"

After I saw her smack Clint on the back of the head she turned to me.

"That's right, you haven't been to your room yet. Follow me, it's across the hall from mine."

Making sure all the boys were on their way to bed, she headed up the stairs. We turned down into a hallway full of doors.

"There, that one's yours, if you need anything don't be afraid to ask. Goodnight Anna."

Pretty soon after that everyone quieted down and went to bed. Inside, my bag was already there waiting for me. So I quickly got dressed for bed and tried to go to sleep. Instead of tossing and turning like I thought I would, sleep came easily. Maybe, just maybe I could get used to this.

The next morning I woke up early, I peaked out my door to see if anybody else was awake. Seeing no one, I decided to see if I could find the kitchen. After a bit of wandering I found it and decided to make breakfast for everyone, it was the least I could do after how wonderful they had all been.

Finding the pantry and fridge well stocked, I started to mix up some pancake batter. Glancing around I decided to take off my gloves, the last thing I wanted was to get them dirty. So after putting them out of the splash zone I got to work, hopefully I would be done before anyone came downstairs.

Truly happy for the first time in a long time, I began to hum. A big kid and hopeless romantic at heart, I was humming Once Upon a Dream from Sleeping Beauty. Since no one was here to hear me I started softly singing, while I worked.

"…visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you'll do…you love me at once the way you did once upon a dream…I know you, I walked with you once…"

The sounds of someone stirring above me made me go back to humming. It really was nice to be out of those gloves, after wearing them all the time they got stuffy. After pouring the batter on the griddle, I started on whipping up some eggs and bacon. The noise from upstairs was gone so I resumed singing.

"…the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam…its true visions are seldom all they seem…you'll love me at once the way you did once upon a dream…"

When the pancakes were mostly finished, I started looking around for some plates while keeping an eye on the eggs. Finding them I stacked them up and started to carry them over to the large table, still singing as I set them down.

"I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream…"

After finishing with the plates I hurried to make sure I didn't burn the eggs or bacon, seeing they both were done I started arranging everything on the bar.

"I know what you'll do, you'll love me at once the way you did once upon a dream…"

As I finished the song and breakfast, I heard someone behind me clapping. I yelped and spun around to see who was there.

"A lovely voice to match a lovely girl."

Loki was smirking at me and a tall blonde boy who must be Steve stood there looking at me. His color was predominately white but there were splotches of bright blue and a deep cranberry red. Huh, kinda like the American flag.

"I-I didn't know anyone was there, I'm sorry."

Steve smiled at me.

"Don't be sorry, you sounded beautiful. I'm Steve Rodgers."

Shyly I smiled back.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Anna. Good morning Loki."

"Yes it is, thank you."

Flustered by the attention, I turned to go get some silverware. But being the clumsy person I am, I tripped on the edge of the rug. I braced myself from the fall but it never came, both boys had rushed forward and grabbed my arm to keep me from falling. Because I didn't have my gloves on, there was nothing I could do to prevent what was about to happen.

Instantly I felt the splintering sensation of seeing two people at once. I tried my best to block out the intense emotions but the pain was too much, so I let go and just let it happen. Once I did that it felt different than all the other times, it stopped hurting and flowed smoothly. It almost felt…right, like I had some semblance of control.

From Loki I saw his feelings of inferiority and jealousy towards his brother. From Steve, I saw the pain of losing both his parents at a young age and the love he had for his friend who took him in. Every high and low mixed together in a beautiful symphony of emotion.

All the fear of rejection, loneliness, sorrow, pain, and loss swirled in with my own. Then all the happy moments of love, friendship, acceptance, joy, and success mashed with mine as well. In the span of seconds I knew everything there was to know about both of them, and they knew everything about me.

Breathless, I pulled away from them. Putting my hands over my face, I started taking deep breaths to keep from having an anxiety attack.

"I-I'm so sorry!"

"Is this what you were talking about last night?"

I nodded, unable to look either of them in the eye.

I gasped when Loki grabbed my hand, Steve grabbing my other hand.

Flowing through the connection was a deep sense of understanding and acceptance. It wasn't as intense the second time around, I could feel their auras gently brushing against mine instead of slamming into it.

"We know what it's like Anna, you won't find any judgment from us."

Slowly looking up, I saw only sincerity on their faces.

"Really, you promise?"

Loki rolled his eyes and Steve grinned as they answered in unison.

"Promise."

Finally smiling I stood up.

"So are you guy's hungry? I made breakfast for everyone."

As we began to fill out plates the other started to trickle in. I stifled a laugh, almost all the boys had terrible bedhead, but Tony's was the worst sticking up every which way. Then again the other were no better, Peter still looked half asleep and Bruce seemed to be in a semi-conscious state as he started to make some tea. Thor was in a dark blue robe yawning and Clint was being dragged in by Tasha.

"I see you meet Steve."

I nodded, smiling at Tasha. She was the only one who looked like they didn't just wake up, I wonder how she manages to keep her hair perfect all the time.

"Yeah I did, you should grab a plate before those boys eat everything."

She grinned at me.

"Thanks for doing this, it's been awhile since we had something other than cereal and pop tarts."

"No problem, I used to do this at home all the time."

I felt a tap on the shoulder, without turning around I knew it was Steve. His aura had a warm comforting feel to it.

"Anna, you left these over there on the counter. I thought you might want them back."

Turning around I saw he had my gloves in hand. Surprised that I had completely forgotten about them, I smiled sheepishly.

"Thanks Steve, I totally forgot."

As began to pull them on, he grabbed my hand again. It was different because it was only one person, it was more personal.

"Maybe someday you won't need to wear them."

In the back of my mind I noticed that his eyes were the same color of blue that was swirling around him.

"Maybe someday."

He let go and I tugged the gloved on. When turned back around he was sitting at the table next Loki, whatever had happened earlier had created a mutual respect between the two of them.

Sitting down next to Bruce and Peter, I started making a plate before it was all gone.

"Oh! I thought of a better nickname for you."

I glanced across the table at Tony.

"And what's that?"

He smiled ear-to-ear.

"Lisey…it's great right?"

I pretended to think about it for a minute.

"Hmm, I like it. Thanks Tony."

I grinned as Tasha stared to scold Clint for making Peter's food disappear.

I think I'm going to like it here.

Oh, I finally came up with some sort of schedule. Two one-shots and then a chapter update, how fast I can't say. But it should give you some sort of idea, I know not as many people read the one-shots so I'll put this up on the next chapter update.