(Y/n) sat on the bed of her new bedroom, watching her troublemaker of a brother practice his spells. Thor and Loki, with the help of a few of the avengers, had found her a therapist when she'd first gotten here. Her therapist thought it would be best for her to take a break from meeting the others for the time being. That had been weeks ago. Weeks of only leaving her room when she knew the others weren't around.

She was dying to explore the large compound her brothers had come to call home. Her new home as well she guessed. It's not like she could return to Asgard, father was likely furious that he was caught and would well and absolutely take it out on her.

Her father had done so many things to her, over so many years. It almost felt like a dream that she was now freed from him. Like she would wake up to him standing over her like she had so many times before.
It was a thought that kept her from closing her eyes at night praying that the dream wouldn't end.

She'd told Thor that and the blonde had pinched her arm, claiming the was the Midgard way of making sure you weren't dreaming. Loki had laughed endlessly at her confusion. They had been spending all of the time that they could with her, taking shifts to make sure she didn't feel alone.

When she would finally succumb to sleep, it would inevitably end with her waking in tears. Her brothers were always there when she woke up, ready to fight the world for her.

As she sat, watching Loki try and fail to complete a spell, Thor barged into the room, arms full of food and other treats, ever the graceful sibling of course.

They spent the afternoon laying on the large plush bed, tell tails of when they were children and eating Midgard delicacies (Y/n) hadn't ever heard of.

"Thor was so mad," (Y/N) continued with the story of Loki stabbing Thor yet again. "I wish you could have seen the look on your own face brother, it was glorious."

"What about that time you decided that you were a Midwife and tried to help a goat give birth? Hmm sister?"

"Oh don't be mean just because you're still sore about all of the times Loki bested you brother. It's unbecoming." (Y/n) used a chopstick to spear a small piece of meat before flinging it across the bed at her oldest brother.

They say like that, laughing and enjoying each others company for hours before they fell into a ( somewhat) restful sleep.

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"So, I was thinking" (Y/n) was trying to distract herself from the conversation before she even started it, she knew her brothers wouldn't like the idea. "Dr. Montgomery has been throwing around the idea of me meeting the others soon. Not all at once! Just... a few at a time? Maybe?"

"But what if something happens again? What if you get overwhelmed? I want you to feel safe here (Y/n), not freak out every time you see someone you don't know!" Thor was throwing his hands around, trying to get his point across. He stopped when he saw his sister flinch.

"But that's the whole point isn't it? If I meet them slowly, like one or two at a time, then I'll feel more comfortable with the rest of them." She could tell her brothers weren't sure about it. "Please just think about it? I'm going a little stir crazy in here. Just a few people at a time? Please? For me?"

She knew they were caving. They always did when she pulled the 'for me?' card. Every time.

"Well"

Hook

"Maybe we could"

Line

"I'll talk to the others about making an arrangement for the girls to meet you first. We'll go from there."

Annnddd sinker.

Pleasure doing business with you boys. She thought.

Heyyy...how's it going? Everyone okay? I'm alive for those of you who wondered. I just started an original story and got focused on that for a hot second. (If she loved me- if you're interested it's on my profile) but hiiiii I'm back? Maybe? No promises. Love yallll