A/N: This chapter is a bit longer, but I couldn't find a place that would split it up. It seemed suitable being this long. I am going to start incorparating some of the other characters from Infinity War. Let me know what you think of this chapter.

Much to her surprise, Peter and the rest of them had gained the upper hand.

Drax and Mantis were with them still. Even Nebula had managed to escape Thanos. She felt deflated when she saw her sister, her friends, Peter. She was watching them do the impossible, watching them win against Thanos. But they couldn't see her, and they never would again.

She and Loki had stayed back from the fight once they realized they were basically observers to the living now. She wondered if Thanos could see them, or if that sorcerer that possessed the Time Stone could see them. She honestly wasn't sure she cared at this point. Whether they'd ever see her again or not, they were beating Thanos. Her family would survive this. Peter would survive this.

"Are you alright?" Loki asked as this group of Avengers bound Thanos.

She took a deep breath, realizing in that moment that some tears had streamed down her cheeks as she watched. "Uh," she coughed, feeling awkward as she wiped her face quickly, "Yeah, yeah. I just am glad to see they're alive."

Loki nodded, "The Ravager, you mean?"

She didn't look away from them. From Peter. She wanted to take in every second, fearing these were the last few. "They're winning," was all she offered.

Loki opened his mouth to speak, but was pacified by the commotion.

"Where is Gamora?" Peter called, his voice growing angry.

Gamora stared at Thanos, climbing off the debris she and Loki had been watching from.

"Gamora, wait-" He called, reaching for her arm.

She glanced back at him, "Come on!" She yelled, breaking off into a sprint as she heard Peter ask once more, sounding desperate.

Loki ran down the rubble after her, unsure of what they were actually going to do once they got there.

"Does Thanos even know we're here?" He asked her, unsure of what she was planning.

Gamora skidded to a stop behind Peter, "Father!" She called to him, feeling uneasy.

Loki's eyes widened when he saw Thanos' comatose expression soften a little bit.

"My Gamora," The Mad Titan moaned, eyes barely open, but definitely looking at her.

"Bull shit." Peter growled.

Gamora looked between Thanos, Nebula, and Peter. She was watching them figure it out.

"No," she breathed, running around Peter, standing between him and Thanos.

"He's in anguish." Mantis began, "He-he mourns."

Drax began to laugh as he gripped Thanos' leg, "What could this monster possibly have to mourn?"

"They don't know," Loki realized aloud, staring at Gamora's back.

"Gamora!" Nebula realized.

Peter looked back at Nebula, his face unreadable.

"They went to Vormir to get the Soul Stone. Thanos returned, Gamora didn't." Nebula's head dropped then, Gamora saw tears forming in her sister's eyes.

"They're your family?" Loki asked as he watched the Ravager take several deep breaths, yelling at Thanos for answers.

Gamora took a chance and pressed her hands against Thanos' chest. Weapons would fly right through him, but her hands made contact with his chest.

"Please don't kill them." She murmured to her father. She looked at Peter then, wishing he could see her. "Don't do this," she started, tears welling in her eyes once more. "Don't let them down." She looked back at the newer members of the group she hadn't met. One of them, the smaller man in a high tech costume with spider legs attached, looked like he was just a child. He didn't deserve to die. If Peter lost his temper, it was a safe bet all of them would perish.

Tony Stark put himself between Peter and Thanos as well. "Easy Quill. We've almost got this thing off." He tried to convince Peter to stay calm. Gamora could tell that this man was starting to see Peter fall apart. Her heart broke for him. "Please," was all she could muster. But she knew what happens when Peter gets that look in his eyes. He got it on Ego for his mother, and he has it now for her. Revenge.

Peter drew his gun and took a couple steps forward, back towards Thanos.

Gamora began to panic. She could touch Thanos, but she couldn't stop Peter.

Peter stepped forward once more, his stance overlapping Gamora's. She tried again, pressing her hand against his chest, and for one moment, she felt contact with him. He stopped then, looking down at his chest, and then right into Gamora's eyes. He was searching for something, but she knew he felt her there. "I'm okay," she started, stifling sobs that were threatening to take hold, "I'm here."

Loki watched from several feet back, behind these Avengers and Gamora's family. The Ravager seemed to be trying to control his grief. Loki wondered if they had been in love. He could barely see Gamora's face from his position, but the Ravager shifted for a moment, and he saw her face. She was crying openly then, looking up at him with hopeful eyes. He wasn't sure what to do for her. Whether this man loved Gamora or not, they were about to have the gauntlet off. He could easily end Thanos and avenge her then. Surely, this man wasn't that stupid that he couldn't wait a moment.

He was wrong.

Loki watched the Ravager step right through Gamora and hit Thanos repeatedly with his gun.

It all fell apart then. The kid in the spider costume couldn't get the gauntlet off, and Thanos awoke angrily. He threw Mantis off his shoulders and used his gauntlet to create a swift within the planet. While using the gauntlet, Thanos shoved Gamora to the side, she fell harshly on her side, but instantly got up and ran after her friends, who had been knocked out and were flung across the barren field.

Loki doubled over as Thanos surged the power of the Space and Power Stones to take out Gamora's friends. His head was spinning and he definitely felt like he would vomit if he had to move. The ground cracked beneath him he felt himself fall towards the center of the planet. He shut his eyes. This was it.

Gamora stopped in her tracks when she heard Loki crying out in pain. She watched as her friends were thrown far ahead of her, realizing in that moment, there was nothing she could do to save them. She looked back at Loki, noticing the ground trembling beneath him. She could save him.

"Shit," she muttered as she pushed past falling rocks and dirt. She sprinted across the open field, dodging the Iron Man as she dove onto the ground, sliding headfirst towards Loki as the ground separated beneath him. Just as he began to fall. She gripped his wrist, bracing herself on a broken piece of a ship that had been stuck in the ground during the fight.

He opened his eyes once he felt himself jerk, hanging in the air. He looked up to see Gamora's hand gripping his. He let out a sigh of relief, swallowing the vile that had risen in his throat.

"I gotcha," she called down to him as she pulled him up quickly, and he hit the ground harshly beside her. Her back was against the ship she had braced herself on. She was breathing heavily as she watched the fighting continue around them.

"Thank you," He gasped, not used to having someone so willing to sacrifice for him.

She shrugged, "Don't mention it." Her voice sounded distracted. She hadn't torn her eyes away from the fight in front of them once she saw that he was alright.

Loki sighed deeply, unsure of what to do. It was obvious that this new branch of Avengers had lost the fight here. There was no way now that Thanos would walk away without the Time Stone. He looked back at Gamora, who looked as if she was beginning to realize there was no way to beat him. He didn't like the way hopelessness has seemed to etch itself into her features. She almost looked lost.

He took a heavy breath before struggling to his feet. The stone was definitely connected to him. He felt like it was drawing power from him each time Thanos had used it. But he couldn't sit there anymore. He'd made plenty of mistakes in his long life, but he wasn't going to let doing nothing here be one of them.

He had a plan. It was not well thought out and based completely on a hunch, but he had to try. He made sure he was steady before running across the field. He had a sneaking suspicion that the sorcerer was able to see them, or at least sense them. After all, Thanos possessed the stones and could sense them. He and Gamora were linked to two of the stones. Maybe everyone that possesses a stone can see aspects of all the other ones.

"Loki!" She ran forward, watching him dodge several blasts from the Power Stone he was running in front of.

"I have an idea!" He called back, not allowing himself to turn back or slow down.

The sorcerer was blown backwards, out of view of the rest of the team.

"Hey! Wizard man!" Loki called, waving his hands to get his attention.

The sorcerer turned his head violently, as if he could barely hear Loki, but not see him.

"Loki?" He whispered, looking back up at Tony Stark fighting Thanos before searching the ground in front of him blindly, often overlooking where Loki was actually standing.

He waved his hands in the air, "Over here!"

He looked down right at Loki before blinking several times.

"How is this possible?" He wondered.

Loki rolled his eyes, "There's really no time to explain, but I have a plan."

Gamora ran up behind him then, dodging blaster fire as she slid to a stop beside Loki. "You're going to get yourself killed!" She yelled, gripping his arm to make him look at her.

"Who the Hell are you?" The sorcerer asked, raising his hands as if he was preparing for a fight.

Gamora's stance changed as well, she looked like she was on the verge of a fight or flight instinct.

He grabbed her hand, motioning for her to calm down, "No, see I have a plan. Please, Wizard-"

"It's Dr. Strange, alright? Jesus." He started to move his hands, creating a circle much like the one he used to trap Loki several days ago. "Loki of Asgard, you shouldn't be here. We have enough to handle here without you. But I love New York City, and Thor isn't here to plead your case, so you and your little lacky are done now. " The circle formed into a sort of whip.

Gamora pulled a dagger from Loki's belt, "Look. We're against Thanos! Don't make us fight you." Her voice was pleading, but deadly even.

"Okay, no need for that." He stepped in front of Gamora, pushing her hand down. "I'm telling you we're not here as enemies, like she said." He was getting nervous. The fight was getting closer to them, and he wasn't sure if he could convince this Doctor Strange to just hand over the stone.

Dr. Strange shook his head, "Don't buy it." He growled before throwing the whip in his direction. Gamora side stepped Loki, cutting the whip was it approached them with ease.

She ran forward, jumping up onto the broken ship where Dr. Strange was. She put her hands up as he prepared another whip, dropping the dagger.

"I am Gamora." She said just as he launched it at her.

Dr. Strange dropped his whip then, looking back to the fight for Peter. "Star Lord's Gamora?"

She nodded quickly, "Yes." She motioned for Loki to climb up behind her. "He and I are dead, but we're linked to the stones now."

He tilted his head at them, "Then how can I see you?"

Loki stepped up beside Gamora, "We think that if someone possesses a stone, they also possess the ability to see anything involving the other ones."

Doctor Strange tilted his head before gripping the Time Stone's case protectively.

"It's just a hunch." Loki added quickly, "But if you give it to us. Thanos will think it's with you. Once he realizes it's not, he'll never figure out where it is."

Dr. Strange shook his head, "I don't buy it, and I don't trust you worth a damn."

Loki turned around, seeing Thanos breaking up rubble behind them. He'd find Strange before they could make the switch. He took a deep breath, "Okay, then trust her. Give it to her, I'll never touch it. And if I try," he looked back at Gamora, "I give her permission to kill me. Again." He turned back to Gamora, who was staring at him. Her expression was unreadable, like most of the looks she'd given him since they'd met.

Strange looked quickly between the two of them, then towards Thanos who had thrown Spider Man past them. He released a frustrated groan, "Fine, fine. Take it, and run. Fast, alright? Get out of here." He ripped the necklace from him and tossed it to Gamora.

Loki quickly made a copy and handed it to him, "He won't get it, we promise."

Strange waved him off, "For the record, I'm not trusting you." He looked to Gamora, "Star-Lord and your friends had a lot to say about your bravery before this fight. I'm sorry to see that you didn't make it."

Gamora hooked the necklace onto her belt, nodding to Strange in thanks.

"You guys have to leave. Now!" Strange called as he created a circle and pushed it at them. They fell through it, landing hard on a broken wing of a ship, far away from the fight.

Gamora rolled over onto her back, breathing heavily as she felt on her belt, feeling better once she knew the Time Stone was still there.

She looked around for Loki, who was several feet ahead of her, pushing himself off the ground. "Hurts everytime," he muttered before spitting out some dirt and pushing himself to his knees.

"You alright?" He called back to her as he brushed some dirt off his sleeves.

She nodded, taking his hands and allowing him to help her to her feet.

"You're bleeding," He mumbled as he lightly gripped her chin, tilting her head.

She shook her head quickly, "It's nothing. The Stone's safe." She grabbed it from her belt and showed him.

He nodded then, still eyeing the cut across her temple.

Gamora could tell he wasn't incredibly convinced she was alright. Honestly, she wasn't either. She hadn't cut her head on the fall from the Doctor's magic. She felt as if someone was using her as a battery. She was wondering if Thanos was using the Soul Stone in that moment.

She flinched when Stark flew by, not expecting anyone to be so close to them.

"I thought we were far enough away!" Gamora yelled over the steady rumbling that seemed to come with Iron Man's passage.

"I know I did too." Loki looked back around them, wondering why Iron Man would've flown out this far. "Why would he fly towards us? Unless Strange didn't tell him about us being…" He trailed off as he figured out why Stark had gone out this far so quickly.

"What?" Gamora asked, turning around to follow his gaze.

Thanos had used the Power Stone to take hold of a moon that was orbiting Titan. With his gauntlet, Thanos had gripped and thrown a moon like it was some sort of baseball, and it was flying right towards them.

He gripped Gamora's arm, "We need to move!" He shouted as he ran forward, yanking her along with him.

She ran as fast as she could, but she was lagging behind Loki significantly. She felt her lungs burning, just as they had when her father had thrown her from the cliffs of Vormir. She felt the gravity shifting as the moon approached her. She wanted to stop, she felt like she would drop at any moment. She was losing sight of Loki, even though he was gripping her arm, tugging her along behind him.

She felt her legs give out, the view ahead of her going black.

Loki felt her arm go limp He skidded across the ground, slowing down. He quickly grabbed her once he saw she was passing out. "Gamora!" He pleaded, "Come on!"

Several large rocks began to fly around them, one grazing his head.

"Okay, okay." He started, glancing ahead of them to see a cavern within the ground. "Up we go." He wrapped an arm around her legs and the other around her shoulders, lifting her and running once more. He felt the moon against his back as he jumped down to safety. He tried to wrap himself around her for some protection once they hit the ground. He rolled forward, landing awkwardly. Gamora slipped from his grasp upon the impact, and he slid several feet further into the tunnel.

Gamora rolled to the right once she and Loki fell into the cavern. She awoke as they were falling, and desperately reached for him when she felt her body fall quickly, evading his grasp.

"Gamora!" He shouted as she disappeared into the darkness.

It felt as if this cavern wouldn't stop moving. Whether it was the literal moon that barely missed them or just the way Titan already was, the cavern shifted and moved as she fell deeper into it. She rolled onto her stomach as she slid, digging her nails into the rocks and dirt as she fell. The floor she was lying on seemed to drop beneath her, but she grabbed onto a rock beside her, catching herself before she fell too deep.

After several minutes of her hanging there, the cavern seemed to shift back to normal, and she was able to stand. Her legs were shaky, and she could barely see through the thick darkness that seemed to layer this place. She looked around quickly for her companion.

"Loki?" She called, becoming frustrated when her eyes wouldn't adjust to the darkness. She started to attempt to walk back to the cave's entrance, to find Loki.

She needed to lean against the walls of the cave to brace herself as she moved. The fall definitely banged her up. She was worried for her new companion. He didn't have modifications, and the Space Stone had weakened him.

"Loki!" She yelled, beginning to get nervous.

The ground suddenly began to shift once more. She felt the ground beginning to shift and move once more. She grabbed at the wall frantically.

"No, no, no." Gamora groaned, feeling her fingers slipping as the walls shifted. She lost her grip and began to fall into the darkness.

As she fell, she saw the Time Stone rise above her head, moving by itself outside of the cavern. She reached for it, but missed several times. As she fell, she began to see blue mist, resembling the last time she had traveled through the Space Stone forming at the bottom of the darkness.

She heard someone shouting far above her. She started grabbing at anything she fell past, not wanting to leave this place. Not wanting to leave the last place she'll ever see Peter, and not wanting to leave her new companion alone. She fell faster, feeling the blue mist envelope her.

"Loki!" She called one last time before being swallowed up, leaving Titan.

He felt his shoulder ramming into a rock, the contact stopping him altogether.

He groaned painfully as he rolled onto his stomach, panting heavily. After several seconds of him attempting to steady his breathing, he pushed himself up. He spat out some blood and pushed his hair back behind his ears. He leaned into the rock that had broken his fall to stand up. He looked around quickly, not seeing Gamora anywhere.

"Gamora!" He shouted, standing up and beginning to panic. Was she still alive? Where was she? They couldn't be separated here.

The ground shook beneath him, causing him to lose his balance and fall. He felt the cavern shift completely. He rolled on his back quickly, trying to use his legs to brace himself against the walls. The rocks he was holding himself against shattered, and Loki began to fall.

"Loki!" He heard Gamora call as he slid down the cavern. He began to fall faster, grasping at the walls of the cave for traction to slow down. He saw blue mist beginning to form at the bottom of this cavern. He felt his energy draining quickly. He felt the pull of the Space Stone, and wanted to submit to the exhaustion it had caused him.

"No, no no!" He heard Gamora shout as she struggling to slow down her fall.

Loki opened his eyes then, a surge of energy flowing through him in that moment. He saw her several feet beneath him, the light from the blue mist showing her then. She was close to being enveloped by the mist, being ripped from this planet.

He thought quickly, conjuring a spear in his hand that had grabbed ahold of a rock on the cavern's wall. The spear was long enough to brace him against the walls of the cavern, but he wasn't close enough that he could grab her just yet.

"Gamora!" He shouted, barely dodging an object was flung from the bottom of the cavern.

She looked up at him, "The Stone!"

He realized then that that's what had passed him seconds ago. He tried to grab for it, but it was long gone. He shook his head violently, refusing to waste time and possibly Gamora's life over the Time Stone. "Forget it!" He shouted, feeling the pull of the Space Stone returning. "I'm gonna come down and grab you, but you have to let go when I get to you, alright?"

She looked up at him, her eyes uncertain. "I can get a little closer, but you can't stay there! It'll pull you in. You have to trust me!" He pleaded with her, fear of seperation setting in his mind.

She nodded then, taking a deep breath as she prepared to let go.

He loosened his grip on the spear, his lungs burning as the mist began to pull Gamora down once more. "Now!" He called as he fell, and he saw her fall quicker into the darkness. He felt his fingertips graze the collar of her shirt. He grabbed at it and twisted the spear, bracing it against the walls of the cave. They jolted to a stop as the Space Stone's mist began to disappear deeper within this cavern.

They hung there for a moment, breathing heavily and staring at the ground beneath them, now suddenly closer and lighter, as if the cavern ended at the surface of the planet.

Loki felt himself grow weaker once more, releasing Gamora and the spear. They both landed hapharzardly on their feet, back in the middle of the battlefied Dr. Strange had removed them from. It was as if Thanos knew where they were the whole time.

"Shit, how did we end up back here?" Loki wondered aloud.

"Reality," was all Gamora offered, pushing her hair out of her face. She winced in that moment, her hand connecting with a tender part of her face.

Loki took notice and stepped forward, "You're hurt." He tried again, wanting to help her as he did earlier on when she cut her temple.

She shook him off, "So are you."

He recalled the tenderness of his shoulder, but ignored it too. "It'll be fine."

She nodded at him, "Me too."

He rolled his eyes, wondering if she'd always been so difficult when it came to injuries. He watched her take tentative steps forward once she caught sight of the Ravager and their friends once more.

"Did we just lose?" The Ravager's eyes were desperate, as if he was realizing the weight of his mistake in that moment. Loki shook his head at the man. Why hadn't he waited just a moment?

Stark got up then, "Yeah. We did lose, Quill."

So that was his name, Quill.

"Do you wanna know why?" Stark's tone was growing angrier by the moment. "Because you couldn't control your goddamn temper. Yes, you're lady friend is dead, but fucking it up so massively didn't bring her back, did it?"

Quill stood up straighter, taking a couple steps towards Stark. Loki noticed how tall this guy then, he towered over Stark, and honestly looked very intimidating in that moment. He was expecting Quill to fight back then, but he said nothing.

"You're right." His voice was small, far off. "I didn't do right by her. She'd be disappointed." He dropped his head then, looking at the ground as he sat down. He wiped his face with his sleeve, not looking at anyone. "I'm-I'm sorry."

Loki sighed deeply at the sight before looking for Gamora, who was approaching Quill slowly. She ended up taking a seat next to him, hugging her knees to her chest. He decided to follow her, sitting with his back against a large rock across from her, next to where Stark is standing.

"Are you alright?" He asked, unsure of how to read her or this situation.

"One stone left." Gamora said before turning her head towards Quill.

He nodded, "Yeah. One left."

They sat in silence for several minutes before he tried again. "How long have you been with them?"

Gamora looked at him, "Four years." She pointed to Nebula, who was sitting on the remains of an old ship a hundred yards away, "Most of my life."

Loki nodded, "I remember her, I think."

"My sister."

"Another daughter of Thanos?" Loki raised an eyebrow before following her gaze to Nebula.

Gamora nodded, "Yes, our father treated her the worst of all of us."

"Why do you call him your father? He's not your actual one." Loki looked back at her, wondering if she'd allow the question.

She sat there for a moment, staring at Nebula before taking two fingers and absentmindedly tracing the silver scars along her arms. "He's done damage only fathers could do."

Loki sighed then, understanding her a little bit more. "Modifications?" He asked, wanting to know more.

She looked back at Peter, who was allowing Mantis to pull him to his feet. "Started when I was a child. He said they made me strong."

"Like his warrior?" Loki asked, recalling Odin saying something similar to him and Thor as children.

Gamora looked back at him, "Like his weapon."

He just stared at her, unsure of what to say. She didn't get up to follow Quill when his friends grabbed him, she just watched him from her spot on the ground. He got up and approached her, watching her closely in an attempt to gauge her reaction. Once he was in front of her, he stuck his hand out, offering it to her.

She looked up at him, her expression softer than he'd seen it before. She took his hand and let him pull her gently to her feet. He noticed a significant amount of dried blood around a bigger metal scar on her wrist. the way the metal was still shining when the sun hit it at certain angles. He hadn't noticed it before.

"May I?" He asked, running his thumb over the scar gently.

Gamora stiffened at his question, but didn't pull her hand back.

"I won't hurt you." He felt like he was talking to a wounded animal. "I just want to make sure it's not too deep."

"It'll heal eventually." She offered.

"That's when we were alive though, wasn't it?" Loki asked, not satisfied with the amount of cuts and bruises on her now.

She nodded, "Fine."

Loki rolled back her sleeve, eyes widening at the sight of more cuts and bruises. The blood was mostly dried, but there were several fresh ones on her forearm. He grabbed his cape, tearing pieces off and using them as makeshift bandages.

Gamora watched intently, unsure of how to react. The only one who'd ever done something like this for her before was Peter.

"I didn't know the God of Mischief could be so dutiful." She thought aloud, raising an eyebrow as he worked diligently on wrapping her wounds.

He looked at her then, smirking at her comment. "Yeah, neither did I." He used a spare piece to wipe off some dirt and dried blood gently, cleaning her arms up a little bit. "What I want to know if why? Your skin should still be tough, and your modifications should still be working to some degree. We've had similar falls, and I'm not injured nearly as much."

Gamora shrugged, "I think he's beginning to use the Soul Stone."

Loki tilted his head at her, "How do you figure?"

"He has one stone left to go. He's probably preparing for the end game." Her voice sounded deflated, as if she was ready for the end.

Loki had to mask a sympathetic look. Thanos used the Space Stone in brief moments, but the power it took from him pained him to an extreme degree. He hoped that she'd never have to endure all the power the Soul Stone will need, especially since it'll involved half of the universe.

"Does it feel like it's starting soon?" He asked, wondering if she'd know if Thanos had succeeded before the rest of them.

She was quiet for an alarmingly long time before she turned her head quickly, as if she was trying to hear something whispered.

Loki tilted his head, trying to keep his grip on her arms to make sure she was steady. "Gamora?" He asked, not sure what was happening.

She tried to move away from him, but stumbled and collapsed to her knees.

He bent down with her, feeling alarmed as she started to shake uncontrollably. "What's happening?" He was beginning to panic. It was as if she had no control over her body any longer.

She cried out in pain, raising her hands into her hair as if her head was splitting. She fell forward, but he moved quickly and caught her. She was basically limp in his arms, just shaking. He moved some hair out of her face quickly. "Gamora? Gamora." He pleaded.

Her eyes were shut, and some blood had gushed from her nose. He felt her pulse, hoping she'd still be alive. There was a very faint heartbeat, slow and irregular.

"No no no no no." He began to become frustrated, looking around him desperately, wanting someone to see him. But that's when he saw it.

Quill was hugging one of their friends, and he turned to her and watched in horror as she disintegrated before their eyes. He felt Gamora's body flinch once it had happened, and Loki knew then what was to come.

Thanos had done it, and now his companion had the biggest burden to bare. Half the universe.