Amora slowly got up from the ground, her feeling of queasiness somehow the last thing on her mind. She felt that if she got up too rapidly, that Pietro would somehow disappear but still, he stayed. Pietro glanced back outside to the commotion before turning back and looking at Amora, not seeing how her shocked expression could be on her face. Amora slowly made her way over to him as she slowly brought her hand out to him. She let out a shuddering gasp when she not only felt his chest but the rise and fall of his breathing also.

"You're really here?" Amora asked.

Pietro nodded, "Yes"

Amora's mouth fell open as she let out, "How?"

"I'm not sure" Pietro replied.

"You died… we buried you" Amora blinked, "Wanda! We have to tell her"

Amora grabbed onto Pietro and made a run towards the marketplace when she felt his hand grab onto her arm and pull her back. She turned and looked up to him, expecting him to tell her something but he didn't. Pietro just stood there staring down to the ground, looking just as guilty as he did a couple of seconds ago. It was then that Amora realized what he wasn't saying and turned to face him.

She said, "You're not going to tell her? Pietro, you don't know how badly your death affected her"

Upon hearing the word death, Pietro quickly inhaled and turned back around and walked a couple of paces away from her. She watched him closely as Pietro ran his hand over his face as she could hear him breathe out. Something flashed within him as he quickly turned back around and faced her.

"You didn't get hurt, did you?" Pietro asked, "No one tried to take your blood, right?"

"What?" Amora asked.

She reached up to behind her neck and felt where the pinch was a moment ago. Pietro took out from his pocket a syringe as he raised it up to eye level.

"Was this the first time they drew your blood?" Pietro demanded, "Was this the only time?"

Amora blinked at how urgently Pietro was asking but nodded her head yes to him.

"Yes, why?"

"Don't let anyone take your blood"

Amora became confused at this moment as Pietro glanced around outside once more. She tried following his gaze but didn't really know what to look for. He suddenly let out a low groan and pinched the bridge of his nose as he started to sway. Amora quickly walked over to him before she hesitantly placed a hand on his shoulder. He turned and looked to her before placed a hand on her cheek.

"I need you to do two things for me; don't let anyone take your blood and don't tell anyone I'm alive. I will try to find you as soon as I can" Pietro whispered.

"No, Pietro, please" Amora let out.

Pietro struggled to smile, "I'll find you again, honey"

"Where can I find you?" Amora asked.

"I can't tell you that" Pietro denied.

Amora reached out and held onto him, "But I just found you. I missed you so much and now you're back and you're expecting me to let you leave?"

"I know… it's hard for me too" Pietro breathed out as he placed his forehead on hers, "But I will try to come back to you as soon as I can"

Pietro bent down his lips and locked onto hers, filling her with so much life that tears fell freely down her cheeks. He was real, this was real; his kiss, his scent, and even his grip as he crushed her to his body. Amora cupped his face and kissed him with just as much urgency, pouring out her heartache and love into one kiss. Pietro let out a groan as he broke the kiss to pinch the bridge of his nose once more.

"What is it?"

Pietro struggled as he shook his head, "Nothing… I have to get going"

"Pietro-"

"Don't… don't try to convince me otherwise" Pietro objected, "I can't tell you where I'm going and you can't tell anyone that I'm alive"

Amora looked him in the eyes, "Then why did you show me that you were alive"

Pietro hesitated, "Because I couldn't stay away from you too long. I missed you, more than you will ever know. I wanted to run to you the second I found out I was alive but… I couldn't. I'm glad I didn't because I found out that people are looking for you, hunting you down. They want your blood, Amora"

"Why?" Amora asked.

"I don't know" Pietro shook his head, "But it can't be good"

Amora opened her mouth to ask more questions but then heard an explosion in the distance, making her jump as she realized she was on a mission. The fear of what could've happened to her team suddenly dawned on her as she turned back to Pietro. She suddenly froze up when she realized that he was no longer in front of her but her com was on a nearby desk as it dawned on her that she didn't notice it missing before.

"Be safe" she whispered as she put the earpiece back inside.

Steve was saying, "Sam… we need Fire and Rescue on the south side of the building"

"I'm on my way there" Amora reported.

Natasha looked at her closely, "And that was all you remember?"

Amora sighed as she leaned over her apple and spun it around by the stem. Ever since Lagos, Amora didn't really want to be apart of this topic but knew she had to because she was MIA at the most important part of the mission.

"I told you already, I was fighting by the facility and then I blacked out" Amora replied.

Natasha responded, "I know, but I'm just trying to help out this situation"

Amora shook her head, "You mean the situation about me not turning back time? I'm not stupid, Natasha, I've seen the news. They blame Wanda for the casualties and me for not fixing what has been done"

"I told you to avoid the news" Natasha told her.

"Does it even matter?" Amora sighed as she took a bite out of her apple.

Natasha shook her head, "They don't understand the extent of your power"

"The media is placing some of the blame on me" Amora began, "They think that I don't want to change the past and want to leave those people dead… some even say that I was plotting against Nigeria"

"You have a very risky gift, Amora" Natasha said, "Everyone has always dreamed about going back in time and wondering what they could change. You, on the other hand, can and that places more pressure on your shoulders. You have to pick and choose the events to change now that Odin does not have command over you"

Amora looked over to her, "Do you think I'm making the right decision?"

"I believe it could've been worse" Natasha said, "None of us were seriously injured and for that, I would choose not to"

Amora looked at her fruit as she wondered if things were different if she wasn't so sidetracked with Pietro. She glanced over to Natasha who sat in front of her, reading a book as if nothing had happened. There were so many things she wished she could say and wondered when he was going to come back.

"We're gathering in the briefing room" Vision's voice said from the corner.

"Why?" Amora turned to him.

"The Secretary of State is accompanying Tony and Rhodey to discuss some current events" Vision informed them.

Amora glanced over to Natasha who nodded her head to the side, "It just keeps getting better and better"

"You have no idea" Amora mumbled as she slowly got up from her seat.