The next morning, I awoke in Geralt's arm a soft smile on my lips. I guess in the middle of the night he had moved onto his side to cradle me in his arms bringing us face to face. Last night was the first time I had pleasant dreams that didn't involve me watching Geralt in his world. Biting my lip, I reach out and gently trace the outline of his jaw. His stubble scratching at my fingertips. I wish I had brought my camera so I could at least take a picture of him like this.

"Do you make it a habit of watching people while they sleep?" He asks not opening his eyes and I chuckle.

"Apparently, I only do it with you." I answer making him smile. "What did you dream of last night?"

"You," He replies causing my heart to leap in my chest. "And you?"

"All my dreams are of you." I answer causing him to open his eyes and meet my gaze.

My hand drops to the bed where I run my fingers through his hair. I could never tire of touching his hair.

"As are mine." He replies making me hum in response.

I see the sunlight start to peak out over the hillside and my heart drops. I didn't want to go but I needed too. I needed to figure out what I truly wanted before I made any promises to anyone. Sensing my worry Geralt reaches up to take my hand in his as he intertwines our fingers together. He is about to say something when a knock on the door pulls my attention to it.

"Go away," Geralt growls causing a giggle to escape my lips.

"Uh Geralt, there's a very big man out here saying he needs to talk to your lovely lady friend." Jaskier's voice calls out making me prop myself up onto my side.

"Thor?" I call my eyes turning towards the door.

"It's time (Name)," He announces and I bite my lip. "We'll meet you downstairs."

"Thank you." I reply as I let out a heavy sigh.

I feel Geralt move on the bed and I turn to see him getting up. Sitting up I reluctantly toss my legs over the side of the bed. I go to reach for my dress only to have Geralt grab it and hold it up for me. Standing up I pull his shirt off and handing it too him take my dress back. His eyes roam over my body one last time like he was committing it to memory. Clearing my throat, I turn from him and quickly get dressed.

Once the two of us are dressed he grabs his swords and heads for the door me following after him.

"Are you sure you want to go with me?" I ask before he can reach the door handle.

"Hm." He hums in reply as he opens the door and then motions for me to go first.

I walk through the door stopping just outside it as I wait for him. Closing the door, he instantly reaches for my hand grasping it tightly as he starts to lead me downstairs. Reaching the bottom, I look over to see Thor, Wanda, and Jaskier standing there talking. Thor must have been telling Jaskier a story from Asgard because he was being very animated with his hands.

"(Name)," Wanda calls noticing me.

They all turn to look at Geralt and I as we reach them. Wanda's eyes glance down to my hand holding Geralt's before they shoot back up to meet mine.

"Well, it was lovely to have almost met you (Name). I was going to introduce myself last night, but Geralt wouldn't let me." Jaskier speaks a smirk on his lips as he holds his hand out for me to take.

"I will apologize on his behalf." I start reaching out with my free hand to take his. "Might I add, I love your singing voice. Especially when you sing your song about Geralt." I add making Geralt groan in annoyance.

"Don't encourage him." Geralt adds his brow furrowed.

"Let the fair princess talk," Jaskier says a smile filling his lips. "She obviously recognizes true talent."

"Or she's also tone-deaf." Geralt speaks making me turn and glare at him.

"I hate to interrupt," Wanda starts pulling our attention toward her. "But we really do have to be on our way."

"Geralt wants to escort us to the portal." I say making Wanda cock and eyebrow at us. "If you and Thor wish to go on ahead, we'll follow closely behind." Wanda goes to say something when Thor interrupts.

"Of course, take your time." Thor adds pulling Wanda toward the exit us following closely behind them.

When we are outside, I watch as Thor wraps his arm around Wanda's as he launches the two of them into the air toward where the portal was.

"(Name)," Geralt says my name pulling my attention to him.

I follow him over to where Roach stood waiting patiently. He releases my hand as he reaches for her reins. I smile as I reach out and gently pat her neck.

"You know, Roach saw me every time I would dream about you." I say a soft smile on my lips.

"Hm." Geralt hums and I roll my eyes. He definitely was a man of very little words. He slides the reins over Roach's neck as he makes his way toward the saddle. Reaching it he grabs the saddle horn and pulling himself up he gets comfortable. The he turns toward me and holds his hand out. I stare at it for a moment before my eyes look back up at him. "Take my hand, and I'll pull you up."

"Are you sure? I can walk."

"Give me your hand."

"Okay," I conclude reaching up to take his hand. He moves his foot from the stirrup opening them up for me to use so I could climb up. If I would have been wearing pants, I would have climbed on the back but lacey black underwear and bareback do not go well together. Since I was wearing a dress, I let Geralt pull me into his lap so I could ride side saddle. His free hand wraps securely around my waist as he holds me tightly to his body.

"Come on Roach." Geralt urges her on as he pulls his reins to the side turning her around to head towards the portal.

As we head toward the Portal, I close my eyes unsure of what to do. I needed to go back. I had already decided that I needed to settle everything but now, here in his arms, I didn't want to go. I felt bad but I needed to settle things back home and take some time to figure out what I truly wanted.

I truly wanted Geralt. I knew that much; but how could I just drop Bucky? He was with me through everything. When people thought I was crazy Bucky was there. When I would wake up crying because of how much seeing Geralt with someone else crushed me, Bucky was there. Did I even really truly want to be here? Could I survive here with Geralt? My mind was racing.

I lean into his chest hoping that it would clear something up for me but it just made my head even more crazy. If I was having a hard time, I just knew Geralt was as well.

"Geralt," I start reaching down to place my hand over the one that was wrapped around my waist.

"Hm."

"What's going through your head," I ask nestling into his chest. When he doesn't reply I pull away and looking into his eyes say, "I know you don't like to talk about emotions. Especially, since you claim not to have them, which you and I both know is a lie."

"Sometimes," He pauses his grip tightening on me. "It's better not to have emotions."

"You can act all you like, but I have a feeling your mind is just as chaotic as mine." I speak and he hums in response. Rolling my eyes, I let out an annoyed groan as I fold my arms over my chest. I really wanted to know what he was thinking. I open my mouth to ask him another question but instead say, "Let me down."

"Why?" He asks.

"Because I think it'll be better if I go by myself."

"No,"

"Stop the damn horse Geralt, and let me off." I order my anger getting the better of me.

"No." he replies firmer making me huff out an angry breath.

"God dammit Geralt, just let me go!" I yell pushing away from him long enough so that I could slide down from my spot on his lap. I stumble slightly as my feet hit the ground, but I quickly reclaim my balance. Letting out a huff I start stomping away from him.

"(Name), get back on the horse." Geralt orders.

"No," I refuse as I continue walking away from him and toward the portal.

"Dammit (Name)!" Geralt yells and I turn to see him hopping off Roach's back. "Why must you be so damn stubborn!"

"I don't know, maybe it's because unlike you I have emotions!" I yell back making his brow furrow. "My emotions are driving me crazy and I can't stand it. You have no idea what I'm going through right now. To have your heart torn in two different directions. It's excruciating, and I cannot take it." I pause as I try not to let the tears that were stinging my eyes fall.

"All I want is to hear what you think about all this and you won't even tell me. I've told you how I felt. Geralt, I've loved you since I was fifteen years old. Even when I thought you weren't real, I still loved you. But," I take a deep breath as I continue, "I love Bucky too. He was there for me when no one else was. When everyone else called me crazy he stayed by my side. I can't hurt him."

"Then don't," Geralt finally says making my heart stop. "Go back to your world (Name), go back to him."

"That's it?" I ask my chest heaving. "You don't want me to stay? You don't want me?"

"Go home." He concludes and my heart shatters.

"Alright," I say my voice cracking. "Goodbye Geralt."

I didn't give him a chance to reply as I turn and quickly make my way away from him. I tried to keep my composure as I made my way by myself. My mind and heart felt numb. When I reach the portal, I see Thor and Wanda looking over at me and I shake my head. I did not want to talk about it. As they walk through the portal I glance back toward where I had come from and let out a heavy sigh. Walking through it, I decide to leave it all behind and never come back.

Once we are back in our world, I look around to see Tony standing there waiting for me to give the go ahead to close the portal. I don't even bother looking back as I give him a nod. Even though I wasn't looking I could feel it when the portal disappeared. Once it was gone, I feel my legs give out and I fall to the floor the tears I had been holding back starting to stream down my cheeks. I feel someone at my side and I look up to see Natasha.

"Nat!" I cry out as I cling to her.

"It's okay." She reassures me as she gently soothes my hair back. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up."