#emilyevanston

At first she couldn’t fathom the importance; it was just another body part, something that would help humans function. She didn’t see God’s reasons, when her doubts took over her ability to perform she went to God to inform that she doesn’t want to continue.

God just smiled and asked her function of heart, angel gave answer that came to her mind, pump the blood in human body. Amused God just said,

“Yes but it also originates an emotion in humans that no other being in Universe can feel!”

Angel’s ears perked ahhh… 

“How could she been so blind?” 

“How could she not see it before?”

“Love” … she whispered

“Yes my child, Love” God answered.

As if new hope was renewed in her, after which she never questioned the task she was bestowed upon. 

She was intrigued by the idea of “Love”.

It was such an unique emotion. 

‘Wars’ were fought over it & ‘monuments’ were built for it.

Only & only humans felt it. It was rare to find and left humans in distraught and in unfathomable despair if they lost it. 

There were types of love, but only felt from one human to another, no other being was able to feel it.

“Love”

As she picked the perfect heart in palms of her hands delicately, started towards its destination, she didn’t know who it will go to. Her duty was just to make it, and hope it will create immense love and bring happiness in lives it will touch.

She was so caught up in her reverie that she didn’t notice, another mischievous angel hiding to surprise her just for fun.

As she passed the other angel sprang on her from behind, angel just shrieked in surprise & dropped the possession in her hand.

“Scared you” the mischievous angel laughed louder.

“No” angel dropped to her knees and cried.

“The Heart” was broken in three distinct pieces.

Masterpiece, the angel took so much pride in creating. It was severed beyond repaired.

Broken.

Beyond repair.

Listening to cries of the angel, other angel got scared. She could actually feel the despair but didn’t know what to do.

Damage was done.

As angel fell in deep pit of anguish & hopelessness, everything around her became dark. Her so calm aura disappeared behind the darkness. She just stared at the broken pieces.

Other angel’s apologies fell on deaf ears. She was numb.

Until, God came gliding. With strong healing aura to clear the darkness.

“My child” God addressed the angel

“Mother” angel just wailed louder.

“It’s broken; I can’t fix it, my masterpiece” she poured out her hearts ache

“I can see that my child” God tried to sooth the angel

“I can’t get it back together. The pieces aren’t mending” Angel complained

“You can do it mother, please fix this heart. It was supposed to be full of compassion, kindness & most importantly Love. Now it will never touch lives it was destined to”, Angel howled

God just ran her hands through angel’s hair.

“My child, I can mend it but the pain would be too much for one person to endure, in one lifetime. They will never be able to share it or show their real pain. It would be too much for one person to endure” She told the angel.

“But mother…” Angel tried to persuade but couldn’t get anything out.

“How about this?” God asked

Angel looked at God hopeful.

“You make three more hearts with each piece missing & attach these broken to the new ones” God answered

“This way there will be three hearts that will be recognize each other’s pain and relieved of it, by each other” God asked

New hope filled in angel’s eyes. She thought yes why not? Someone to share the pain, but moreover to share compassion, kindness and Love, she hoped these hearts would spread.

She nodded in agreement.

God summoned goddess of Fate, who wrote destiny for three hearts. She said there will come one lifetime where all of them will finally be together and live happily ever after but not before they have ‘suffered’.

Angel didn’t think much of the words, she just asked God if she could follow their journey from afar.

God agreed.

And thus journey of three hearts began…

Three different humans were born.

James Buchanan Barnes, Steven Grant Rogers and you. 

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“That’s true. It all went to shit without you and the hulk last time.” Thor smiled triumphantly, taking on the compliment and boosting his ego. “I just wish you didn’t have to go.”

“I wish that too but as Prince of Asgard, it is my duty to protect the realm and that means I will protect Midgard too. It has the two most important women, two women that I love with all my heart.”

It was then that your heart broke.

“Two women?! You shot up from the bed and away from the God of Thunder. “You love two women?”

“Of course.” He answered, as if he didn’t care about your feelings at all.

The tears sprung to your eyes and you shook your head; you couldn’t deal with this betrayal. Grabbing your robe from your closet door, you pulled it on, tying the sash around your waist, you hid away your body from the God that claimed to love another.

“Screw you, you asshole!” You screamed at him before running away to the bathroom, locking the door behind you and sitting on the closed toilet seat.

Thor followed you through the top hallway of the house, his forehead resting on the door along with his palm. You knew that he could easily break down the door but he wouldn’t do that.

“Lady Y/N, I thought you knew.” Thor spoke softly, his words slightly muffled by the closed door.

You wiped the tears from your eyes and then your cheeks. “You thought I knew about you loving another? If I knew then you would have been gone.” Clearing your throat, you continued, “I need you to leave. Just leave me alone.”

“I cannot leave. I will not leave you.”

“Why not just go to the other woman that you love? If you truly loved me, you would have never fallen for another.”

“Can you just open the door so I could explain something to you?”

“What is there to explain, Thor? You’ve said everything you need to.” Your voice quieter as you gave up the fight. You had lost him, you thought.

“If you open the door, I will explain. I promise. Just open the door. Please, my darling.”

You bit at your bottom lip, playing with your fingers, contemplating whether or not you should open the door. Thor wasn’t going to move, wasn’t going to budge away from it until you heard him out.

Sniffling, you wiped your eyes on the sleeves of your robe and lifted yourself off of the toilet seat and slowly sauntered over to the door. Unlocking it, you pulled it open, Thor falling forward a little at the sudden movement. Normally, his antics like that would have made you laugh but you were in a serious mood. Thor stumbled but acted as if nothing had happened, his elbow leaning against the door frame. “Hi, there.”

“Well,” you started, crossing your arms over your chest. “Explain.”

“You are with child, my darling. You bare our daughter. You are the only two women in my life that I love.”

Your hand fell to your stomach while your heart jumped into your throat. You were with child, you had no idea but Thor did?

“I- how? When did you know?” This was ridiculous, how could he know?

“I have known since last week.” He revealed, something that was unexpected.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Thor chuckles, “surely it should have been the other way around but I told you, I thought you knew. That is why you stopped drinking is it not?”

You shook your head, rubbing at your non showing stomach. “Stopped drinking? No, Thor, I I only drink when I feel the need but I am glad that I haven’t felt that need.”

You grasped his hand, “I’m so sorry for accusing you. I shouldn’t have done that, it was unfair of me.”

Thor cupped your jaw in his large palms, thumbs caressing your cheeks and pulling your face up to his as he lowered his lips to yours with a smile on his face. His lips were soft and plump but a little chapped, at that point, you didn’t care. All you could think about was the life that you and Thor had created.

“Shall we to bed? I would like to speak to my daughter, if it is okay with you, my darling.”

You nodded, taking his hand and leading him back to the bedroom where he would lie with you for a moment before he shuffled down the bed on his stomach, opening up the robe to expose your pregnant belly so he could speak to your daughter; the little goddess that was slowly growing inside of you.

Thor spend most of the night on his stomach, telling your unborn daughter about how Asgard and Midgard were totally different but how in a few weeks shy of nine months they would be joined together by a gorgeous baby girl who would be a fair ruler of both realms. He praised his daughter to the high heavens, speaking of the beauty that she would get from you and the strength she would get from both you and himself. He spoke of how big your heart would be but promised he would look after you until the end of his days even though he knew she would hold her own.

Thor would do anything to protect the two women he loved and if that meant fighting all those battles against the bad guys, then so be it because he was a fierce protector of his family and no one would stop him or tell him otherwise, not even the goddess of death could stop him but could the purple titan they called Thanos.

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