Berserk is probably putting things mildly. Screaming, yelling, ready for world war 3… those words sounded more accurate.

Caius had looked at you with the same stunned expression. He quickly got himself together before looking away (only to keep looking back to you briefly). Clearly, trying to determine if he was actually feeling something or not.

Going back to staring out the window, you let your mind drift back to that memory…

You weren't sure how it happened, but you were able to be alone with Caius briefly. He kept his distance, not daring to look at you again.

“Why do you keep staring at me like that?”

He finally snapped. You hadn’t moved from your place by the door.

“I think you know. You’re looking at me the same way, if you want to be technical.”

Caius glanced toward the door. He could hear Aro, once again, trying to con your parents into joining him. When satisfied that they were occupied, Caius turned back to you with a cold expression.

“I don’t know anything about anything you are speaking of.”

You rolled your eyes, getting up. Glancing again at your parents, you held your hand out to Caius.

“Don’t you even consider putting some ridiculous spell on me.”

“Please, I’m not a witch.”

You replied. The moment your hand touched his face, it was as if electricity hit him. You placed the image of the two of you kissing into his mind. Caius sat motionless for a moment before slowly placing his hand over yours.

“Fuck.”

He muttered. Caius had thought all of the soul mate nonsense was complete and utter bullshit. Now here he stood, staring at you as if you were the only thing that made sense.

You slowly moved your hand away from his.

“I thought that it was all bull. I didn’t think soul mates existed…my parents…they won’t accept…”

Caius held a hand up, silencing you. He was clearly still processing everything himself…

"We'll figure it out…”

“Y/n?”

Your thoughts were interrupted by your father’s soft voice.

“Yes?”

Edward’s eyes rolled up to your face. He knew something was off, but he couldn’t put two and two together. Something had been different since Aro and Caius turned up the day after yours and Renesmee’s 18th birthday. It didn't matter how many times Edward or Bella asked if everything was okay; you only replied with a fine.

Renesmee wrapped her hand around yours with a careful, wary expression.

“Want to talk about whatever it is? I’m sad you are hiding something from me. We never have had secrets.”

Your eyes flickered to your twin.

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine. I can see it on your face. You’re not good at hiding things. Our whole family sees it.”

Your father's voice interrupted the conversation.

“What are you thinking about? I have known your face since it was the size of a tennis ball.”

You blinked a few times, trying to think of something fast.

“Uh…actually nothing…well, plotting Renesmee and Jacob’s wedding in my mind.”

Edward raised an eyebrow suspiciously while Renesmee gave you a look and muttered “liar.” You elbowed your sister, signaling for her to shut up.

Why can’t they just leave me alone?

You thought. How were you supposed to tell them that you were leaving? No matter how you left, it was going to be ugly.

You had written more than twenty letters explaining your absence. One never sounded better than the other. You had concluded that no matter how you worded everything to your family, it would never be good news. They would never accept Caius as your lover.

This will probably put them all in a grave.

You thought, lying your head back against the headrest.

Tomorrow is the day. They just don’t know it yet. A year of hiding and I’m done.

The realization that this was your last night with your actual family hit hard. How long would it be before you saw them again? Would they want to see you again? You could only hope. Maybe, in time, all of you could have a logical and not so emotion-driven conversation and explain that you were happy. You couldn’t just turn off a soul mate gene no matter what your parents would want.

Arriving home, you went to your room to wait until everyone was busy with their own “things” before disappearing. You would be less likely to be caught when everyone was busy with other things.

Your phone's buzz caught your attention as you finalized what you were taking with you. Glancing down, you saw the name “Bridget” on your phone. No one but you knew that Bridget was, in fact, Caius.

“How much longer?”

“Maybe an hour? I have to give everyone time to get busy before I jump out the window.”

“I’m not scared of your father.”

“I’m aware, but I would prefer to make this as painless as possible.”

The following hour passed slowly. You paced your room until the hour mark came. Opening your window, you looked over your shoulder and listened for a moment before jumping out. The last thing you wanted was for either your mother, father, or sister to walk in when you were in the process of “running away.” That would be a hard one to explain.

“Oh, I was just checking what it would be like to jump out the window in case of a fire.”

That seemed like the best excuse that you could come up with. The moment your feet hit the ground, you stood in silence waiting for any signs of your family. Hearing none, you quickly snuck into the woods. As much as you wanted to tell everyone goodbye, you would never be able to.

You hadn’t been in the woods very long when a set of hands reached out and shoved you against a tree.

“Asshole.”

You grumbled when Caius brought your hands up over your head. He chuckled, leaning down to kiss you.

“I like that better than Bridget. You’ve kept me waiting long enough. I don’t know what part of me makes you think I enjoy standing in the woods this long.”

Trying to push your body closer, you ran your tongue over his bottom lip.

“You’ve been called worse than Bridget.”

Caius shrugged.

“Your father is about to call me significantly worse names. Too bad I won’t be around to witness it.”

“If we stick around to witness it, there will be an actual war. It’s best to let them process this information without us actually being here.”

Caius lowered your hands, rolling his eyes.

“Again, I’m not scared of your father or anyone in your family. They aren’t keeping us apart. Let’s get out here.”

Wrapping his hand around yours, Caius led you out of the woods, where Felix was waiting in a black sedan. Caius stopped you before you reached for the door handle.

“This is your one chance to change your mind.”

You shook your head.

“You’re what I want. I’m not changing my mind.”

Caius reached down for the door handle and motioned forward.

“After you, princess.”

Felix’s eyes rolled up to yours the moment. He didn’t understand the relationship between the two of you, but he wasn’t about to question Caius on his choices. The last person who did ended up dead. Felix was not about to add his name to that list.

Caius closed the door behind him and turned his attention back to Felix.

“Go.”

Caius closed the privacy screen between the two of you and Felix. He waited until the two of you were completely closed off before reaching for you. You quickly climbed on his lap, placing a leg on either side of his body.

“It’s been too long.”

You murmured as Caius shoved his mouth back to yours. These desperate, hungry kisses were enough to keep you wanting more. Maybe, if you were lucky, Felix would drive slowly.

“No more hiding from mommy and daddy.”

Caius said with a sneer. He had been sick of hiding a long time ago. Sneaking around to see each other was on his ever-growing list of “stupid shit I don’t want to do again.” As much as he didn’t want to admit it, he would have done it if you asked him to. You were making Caius do stuff that went against what he was. You were his “Helen of Troy.” All Caius wanted was you, in Italy, with him.

The things I would do for this woman.

“Caius, please…”

You started but stopped the moment his hand slid up your thigh. He squeezed, making you gasp.

“We aren’t hiding anymore…like we would be able to anyway. Your family will know everything soon.”

“I don’t care anymore. I told you that I’m tired of hiding and I mean it.”

You replied. At this moment, seated on your lover’s lap, you didn’t care. Your family was the furthest thing from your mind.

“We have time before we get to the airport. Will Felix….

You added, reaching for the buckle of Caius’ belt.

“He knows to keep his mouth shut. Are you wet enough?”

Caius interrupted. You quickly pulled your skirt up enough to fall over your joined bodies. If Felix did look back, it would look as if you were only sitting on Caius’ lap.

“Find out for yourself.”

You closed your eyes as Caius’ middle and index fingers stroked through your folds. He teased your entrance before sliding up to your clit, rubbing a few circles.

“You’re this wet from a little kissing? Wait until I shove your face into a pillow.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.”

You replied, spreading your legs enough for Caius to get his pants undone. As much as you wanted more foreplay, there would only be enough time for a quickie.

Caius patted your thigh.

“Go on, darling.”

Sinking on Caius’ length, your head rolled back as he sank in, inch by inch.

“No, open your eyes. I want those pretty eyes on me.”

Caius murmured, trying to keep it down. You sat back up as he set up a steady rhythm. It took all that you had not to moan too loudly or close your eyes.

“That’s it. Just like that, darling.”

Caius groaned, shoving his face into your neck. You gasped as his mouth closed around your neck. Over the past year, you had become a pro at covering his love bites. Now you wouldn’t have to.

The moment he gently bit down, you came. Caius quickly moved to kiss you through your orgasm.

“Good girl.”

He murmured, focusing on getting himself off. You put a hand to his check putting multiple erotic memories into his mind. That’s all it took. One push later, and he spilled into you.

“I hope you enjoyed your pornography.”

Caius pulled you back into another kiss.

“Always.”

You remained on Caius’ lap, stroking your hand through his hair.

“Do you regret it? Waiting a year for this

Caius frowned.

“I believe waiting a year was a bit of overkill. You know that I’m not patient, but for you…I would do what I had to in order to have you with me. Whatever the future holds, I’ll deal with it.”

Caius watched for that sweet little smile that he adored so much. When you leaned in, kissing him again, he leaned back into the seat.

“I love you.”

You whispered against his mouth.

“I love you.”

You were close to asking what his plan on dealing with your parents was but the car stopped first. Caius quickly reached between your joined bodies to buckle his pants.

“Master, we are here.”

Felix said, lightly knocking on the window. You wiggled off of Caius’ lap, fixing your clothes back into place.

Stepping out of the car, you followed Caius to the waiting private jet. Before stepping in, you glanced back at the world that used to be your home. You didn’t know when or if you would be back. Taking in the scenery, you said goodbye to the old Y/n Cullen and stepped into your new life as Caius’ wife.

—— Edward sat at his piano, playing quietly. His mind had been on your newfound silence. It had been troubling him for some time. Tonight, it seemed to be worse than normal. He had seen in your eyes that something was wrong. Edward didn’t understand why you couldn’t communicate about whatever it was.

I have a world’s best dad trophy, and I would like to say I earned it.

Edward thought before turning to Bella, who was reading.

“Does Y/n seem off to you?”

Bella looked up with a frown. The answer was easy, yes. She had noticed it a while ago but hadn’t pressed you too much on the issue. Something was different when you hugged her that morning. You held onto her a little longer than normal.

“Yes. I was going to talk to you about it. I don’t know what it is but there’s something.”

Edward frowned.

“I have tried to talk to her several times and she’s been dismissive. Do you think it has to do with Renesmee getting married soon? They’ve never been separated before. This is a big step for both of them.”

Bella looked thoughtful. This had to be a scary time for you too. While she knew that you were happy for your sister, you were also losing everything that you had grown up with.

“Renesmee?”

Renesmee poked her head into the room, hearing Bella call her name.

“Yeah?”

Bella turned to her daughter with a worried expression.

“Can you please go talk to your sister? Something is definitely wrong. I think she’s having a hard time with you getting married soon.”

Renesmee shrugged.

“I have tried, but I’ll try again.”

Renesmee went upstairs and knocked on your door.

“Y/n, it’s me.”

Renesmee wasn’t shocked when you didn’t answer. She could hear your stereo playing softly. Renesmee had to find some way to get through to whatever was troubling you.

When you didn’t answer, Renesmee gently pushed the door open. She frowned, not seeing you.

“Y/n?”

Renesmee turned to your bedside table, seeing an envelope that had “mom and dad” printed on it. Picking the letter up, Renesmee opened and slowly began to read.

“Mom & Dad,

I don’t know how to tell either of you this gently. You were both right. I have been keeping a secret. I’m sorry that I never told you but I know neither of you will accept this. I know that I have a soulmate. I’m in love with Caius. We have been seeing each other for a year. I’m no longer hiding and am going to be with him in Italy. I know that neither of you will understand but he makes me happy. Daddy, I love him. I’m sorry but I have to go.

-Y/n.”

Renesmee felt her mouth drop. She had to read the letter again to make sure that her mind wasn’t playing a joke on her. You were with Caius. That Caius?! Renesmee felt her stomach drop as she looked around your room, feeling a soul-sucking emptiness fill her body. Her eyes turned to your stereo as a haunting melody began to play…

Three, two, one, I miss you I'm sorry, I got issues

What if I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen? When I run away to Mars

____

“Old habits die hard.” She said, her eyes never moving away from the book in her hand. “At least now I don't have to worry about the dizziness of staying in this position for too long.” She said finally looking up from the book and towards him.

She could see the smirk pull at his lips as he watched her. Even at that moment Y/N still couldn't believe her life had turned out as it did. At one point she had actually despised the man before her. She had hated him for dragging her into his schemes just for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Y/N had been a part of the group of wolves that Klaus had turned into hybrids. At first Y/N had hated every part about being sired to Klaus just as the others had. She wasn't sure what was worse, being a newly triggered werewolf or the fact she was a hybrid now. Like the others that were in the group, she had went through the excruciating process of breaking her bones just to rid herself of the sire bond. Y/N helped Tyler and Hayley convince the others to the same after the liberating feeling she felt. However things had seemed to change after that.

Y/N had immersed herself in Klaus's inner circle of hybrids, gaining more of his trust as a part of the plan to give details to Tyler and Hayley. But the more time Y/N and Klaus spent together, the more something changed. The flirting comments, the playful banter and the ever growing sexual tension between the two had made Y/N think about what she was doing. In the end, it was Y/N that told Klaus what the hybrids had been up to the last several weeks.

Klaus’ anger in that moment had made Y/N believe he was going to kill her. It was the way he shook his head slowly as his eyes changed as he took several steps towards her. It was in the way his hand wrapped tightly around her neck as he lifted her off the floor. In that moment she had believed she deserved to be killed for what she had helped to do. But Klaus had tightened his hold on her neck before dropping her to the floor and rushing out of the house.

The next time she saw Klaus, he had been covered in blood that had belonged to they hybrids that betrayed him. With every step he had taken towards Y/N, she found herself taking a step back until she her back ended up against a wall with Klaus boxing her in. Seconds had felt like hours under his gaze before their lips had crashed together.

“You're staring, love.” Klaus's voice rang through the room breaking her thoughts.

“I can't stare at my husband?” She asked with a smirk growing on her lips.

Klaus walked over to her and pulled her up from her awkward position. The book fell to the floor as he did. A giggle passed Y/N's lips as he did. “I don't think I could ever get used to hearing you call me that.”

It had only been a few months since Y/N and Klaus had officially tied the knot. Even if it had been years since that night, they had been inseparable ever since. It had taken a lot of fights, nights of insecurities, and several threats for Klaus to realize that Y/N wasn’t going to accept him pushing her away or that she wasn’t going to run scared because of things that his family had to deal with.

“You’ll have to get used to it.” Y/N said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s what I’ll be calling you for the rest of our immortal lives.” A smirk pulled at his lips as he held her close, leaning down to kiss her.

“Ugh, if you two are even remotely thinking about doing anything sexual, I have to stop you there.” Rebekah’s voice filled the room as she walked in.

Rebekah had become close friends with Y/N soon after Klaus and Y/N had gotten together. While at first, Rebekah had believed that she had been one of Klaus’ play things, she grew to love Y/N like a sister. They had become the best of friends and had been Y/N’s maid of honor at the wedding.

“Then leave the room, sister.” Klaus said as he rolled his eyes.

“Not without Y/N.” She said crossing her arms over her chest. “We’ve got endless amounts of shopping to do before she leaves us tonight for a week.”

Y/N’s eyes widened at Rebekah’s words. She hadn’t exactly told Klaus that she was leaving to visit family yet. She would have told him last night like she planned to, but certain activities had kept her from doing so.

“Leave?” Klaus looked down at her with a shocked look. “And where is it that you think you are going?”

Y/N gave him a small smile. “To my sister’s house.” She said with a small nod. “She triggered the curse and it will be the first time she’s turning. I figured I’d go and help her through it.”

“When exactly did you plan on letting me in on your travel plans?” He asked as he took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest.

Y/N rolled her eyes and shook her head slightly. “Last night after I got her call asking me to go. Bex just was with me when she did. And when I came to tell you it completely spaced from my mind because of certain things that were said and done the moment I walked into the room.”

A chuckle passed Klaus’ lips as he watched as Y/N began turning red. Even if they had been together for quite some time, she could still seem so shy and innocent at times. It made Klaus love her even more for how easily she could hold on to her humanity.

“Don’t remind me.” Rebekah said rolling her eyes as she looked at the two of them. “We really need to convince Freya to put up a sound proof spell on each of our rooms.” That had caused Y/N and Klaus to laugh, even as Y/N kept turning a few red shades darker.

“Go on.” He said before kissing her on the cheek. He wasn’t going to argue about her leaving. He knew how much her family had meant to her, just like she knew how much it had meant to him. There was also the fact that even though he would usually join her on her trips, there were still plenty of matters to attend to there in New Orleans.

“Dinner tonight?” She asked with a smile. “Usual place?”

“I wouldn’t miss it.” He said giving her a smirk.

“Enough already, it’s not like you won’t ever see him again.” Rebekah said grabbing a hold of Y/N’s hand and pulling her out from the room.

____

Hours later, the shopping done, dinner had and now Y/N’s car had been packed and ready to leave.

“Don’t piss anyone off while I’m gone.” Y/N said as she wrapped her arms around Klaus’ neck.

“Now where is the fun in that.” Klaus said as he pulled her close to him, not ready to let her go just yet.

“I swear if I get another call from Rebekah or Elijah saying you’ve pissed someone off, you’ll have one upset wife to deal with.” While she knew Klaus had a tendency to handle situations in the wrong way, Y/N had been able to get him to handle things better. The last time she had left Klaus for a more than a week, Y/N had came back to him being in a new war with the witches.

Klaus rolled his eyes playfully. “Yes, I know. I’ll end up locked away to learn my lesson.”

It was a threat that Y/N had gave him before she left the last time. When Y/N came back, she kept her promise and had Freya lock Klaus in his room for a week. While Y/N could come and go as she pleased, Klaus was left stuck in there until his wife deemed him being in there long enough.

Y/N chuckled and leaned up to kiss him softly. “I’ll call you when I get to Melissa’s.” She promised.

“And every chance you get in between here and there.” Klaus may have been cold to others, killed without any real reason, but when it came to Y/N he was different. She made him feel human, and extremely protective over her. While he knew that she could take care of herself now that she was a hybrid, it didn’t stop him from worrying about her from time to time.

“Of course.” She promised as she kissed him once more. “I should go since I told her I’d be there in the morning.”

“We both know how she can get when someone is late.” Klaus said with a nod as he pulled her arms away from him as he took a step back. “Let her know that if she’s anything like her sister, she’ll be just fine.”

Y/N gave him a smile as she turned and opened the car door. “Look at the big, bad, hybrid caring for someone other than his family.”

“Melissa is considered family because of you, dear wife.” He said as he watched her get into the driver’s seat. He closed the door and then leaned on it as he watched her start the car up.

She looked over and smiled at him. “I love you, Klaus.”

“And I you, Y/N.” He said leaning into the car and kissing her one last time. “Now go.” He said before he moved out of the car and back inside.

It wasn’t long before Y/N stopped for gas. She was about half way to her sister’s house and making great timing like she knew she would. As she got out of the car, there was something that felt off in that moment.

Her eyes scanned the area looking for anyone or anything that would give reason to why she felt off in that moment. While her eyes, or her ears for that matter, didn’t pick anything up, she moved to get back into the car. She figured she had enough gas to go a little further. She just wanted to get away from whatever currently made her like she was in danger.

As her hand reached the handle to open the car door, she felt a sharp pain in her neck and in several places along her back. Her hand moved up as she pulled the vervain dart out and took a look at it. Her eyes widened as she felt the contents of the dart spread through her system. Before she could even try to do anything, her vision blurred before darkness consumed her.

_____

The incessant buzzing of Klaus’ phone on the night stand had caused Klaus to wake with an annoyed growl leaving his lips. His hand reached out and grabbed the phone quickly, answering. “This better be important.” He said into the phone.

Klaus?

“Melissa.” He said as he sat up. “Is everything alright?”

That’s what I was wondering. Did Y/N leave last night? Klaus could hear the concern in her voice.

“She did.” Klaus said as he pulled the phone away to look at the time. “She should have been there two hours ago.”

I know. She’s not here yet and when I tried calling her it goes straight to voicemail. I thought maybe she changed her mind and was avoiding me.

“We both know she wouldn’t do that to you in your time of need.” Klaus said trying to reassure his sister in law. “Something’s not right.”

“Niklaus!” Elijah’s voice called from down stairs. The urgency in his brother’s voice had told him there was something in fact wrong.

Still on the phone with Melissa, he rushed downstairs. Elijah had been holding a small red box in his hand. “If your sister arrives or even calls you, let me know.” He said into the phone. “I’ll see if I can get a hold of her.” Hearing Melissa’s confirmation, he hung up the phone.

“This was just dropped off for you.” Elijah said. There was concern written on his face as he handed Klaus the red box. The lid had already been taken off, indicating that Elijah had already seen what was inside of it.

“Along with this.” Rebekah said holding up a small card with a with a very old family crest that they had believed they had seen the last of.

Looking inside the box, Klaus’ heart dropped. Sitting in the center of it had been Y/N’s wedding ring. Parts of the ring had splatters of blood on it. The sight of it had made Klaus angry and worried for what happened to his wife. Y/N had been taken and he knew exactly who had done it.

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Your felt your ears prick up at the sound of voices behind you, but you barely reacted, all your attention focusing on the people that moved like ants on the street below.

“Look, Cap, I’m not sure what the problem is here…” Tony confessed, clearly exasperated as he strode across the floor of the communal living room.

“The problem, Stark, is t –“ Steve Rogers stopped, frowning in confusion, when a movement over Stark’s shoulder caught his eye. “Is that a cat?”

Tony frowned at his colleague in bewilderment, then turned, following his eyeline to the balcony. “Yes, Cap, I believe it is…” Tony murmured in disbelief.

Both men stood there, bewildered, watching the dark coloured cat that sat on the railing of the balcony, its tailing twitching back and forth behind it.

“How on Earth did it get up this high?”

“Beat’s me, Cap, pests aren’t usually a problem at this height.” Stark muttered and he now slowly moved towards the glass balcony doors, Rogers following after him, both wary not to make any sudden moves that might spook the creature.

The cat still didn’t seem to notice them and they each took a side behind it, glancing at each other and then nodding in signal. There was a pause as they both readied themselves, then Rogers snatched a hand out, grabbing the scruff of the cat. It let out a sharp meow of protest and lashed a paw out, but Steve dodged it easily, keeping the feline at arm’s length. He evaded another wide-reaching paw - stretching the cat even further away from his body - and then exchanged a glance with Tony, suddenly realising they now had a cat, but weren’t entirely sure what to do with it.

“Throwing it over the edge isn’t an option, is it?” Stark asked with a grimace.

“Not much of a cat person, are you?” Steve joked, dodging another swipe.

“Can you blame me?” Tony asked, flinching out of the way as another attack on Steve narrowly missed him instead.

“Get me – ah,” Steve cried, only just moving out of the way in time to avoid another claw, “get me a towel or something.” He suggested, the cat swing slightly in his grip, it’s body curled up into a protective ball, teeth bared as it hissed its disapproval at being man handled.

“Right.” Tony agreed, hurrying back inside, Steve following after him with the cat still a full arm’s length away.

“What in Odin’s name is that?” Thor asked, striding into the room as Tony hurried back to Steve with hand towel from the kitchen.

“What, you don’t have cats on Asgard?” Tony asked, jokingly as him and Steve now wrestled the protesting feline into the towel, trying to avoid the sharp claws whilst also making sure they were safely tucked away.

“’Cats’?” Thor repeated, then paused a moment to think about this, “No.” He mused, then tilted his head. “Is this a normal thing to do to a cat?” He asked, watching the odd dance Tony and Steve were doing as they fought against the small creature and dodged its reciprocating attacks.

“If it’s trying to scratch you – yeah.” Tony panted, quickly pulling his arm away as a paw came towards him. “Try and hold it against your body or something.” He suggested to Steve.

“Oh, yeah, Stark, I’ll get right on that.” Steve muttered, if anything holding the cat further away as it now let out a loud howl and swung again.

“Ah, so this is for restraint?” Thor questioned, seemingly amused by the whole situation. “A piece of cloth?” Scoffed Thor. “Can’t be a very fearsome beast.”

“You wanna try?” Growled Tony, out of breath, but unable to shoot Thor a glare, fearing that if he took his eyes off the feline he’d miss a flying paw.

At this point, Rogers threw caution to the wind and pressed the cat and the towel firmly down on the closest surface – the end of the dining room table – and then, one hand pinning the creature down - and with the help of Tony - quickly swaddled the creature with the towel. The cat squirmed in its new burrito-like position – all feet within the wrap of the towel, only its head poking out - but Steve just pressed down more firmly onto its back until it gave up, now just settling with crouching there and yowling in protest.

Steve and Tony exchanged relieved glances, both a bit out of breath, whilst Thor watched on, thoroughly amused by their struggles. “Are these creatures a common pest problem?” He asked.

“Not at this height.” Tony muttered, straightening up. “Lord knows how it got up here…” He said glancing back towards the glass balcony doors.

“What’ll you do with it now, is there a control system for these creatures?” This seemed to stump Tony, who opened his mouth, but seemed to have no answer.

“Does it have a tag?” Rogers asked, ignoring half of Thor’s question.

Tony glanced at Steve, also opting not to try to explain things to the God, and turned back around going as though to check. He reached towards the cat’s neck, then quickly withdrew his hands when the cat turned its golden eyes on him, hissing angrily. “Not actually sure I wanna check, Cap.” Tony admitted, and Steve rolled his eyes as Stark now stepped back, putting distance between him and the creature. The cat’s ears, which had been flatten against its head, now pricked back up and Tony suddenly recognised the white markings on each tip. “Hang on, Cap - does that cat have a white stripe running down it’s back?”

Steve frowned at him, but checked, easing off the pressure slightly on the cat and checking under the towel. His brow knitted. “Yes.” He answered “– Why?”

Tony scowled. “Damn it, [Y/N]. This is her cat.” He said, gesturing at it.

“Who’s [Y/N]?” Thor asked.

“Pepper’s niece.” Tony explained. “She’s just moved here.”

“She’s living in the tower?” Rogers frowned.

“No. she’s staying at Pepper’s until she can afford her own place.”

“Then why is her cat here?”

Tony stared down at the cat, shrugging. “Beats me, Cap, I’ve no clue how it even got in the building.”

“Well can you call her or something, Stark? I don’t particularly want to stand here like this all day.” Rogers muttered, shifting his grip on the cat impatiently.

Tony shot Steve a look that said he didn’t appreciate the attitude. “JARVIS?” Tony, called to the room, his eyes still on Steve.

“Yes, sir?”

“Get a hold of [Y/N], I believe we have something of hers.” Tony said, breaking eye contact with Rogers and glancing around the room.

“Of course, sir.”

“And what am I supposed to do now?” Steve asked, annoyed to see Tony was already heading for the door.

Tony paused. “Uh – stand there and look pretty – as usual.” He shrugged, then continued towards the elevator, “JARVIS’ll let you know when she’s on her way.” He called back with a causal flick of his hand, stepping into the lift. He gave a farewell, sucks-to-be-you smile then the doors closed on him and he disappeared.

Steve let out a short, frustrated sigh, knowing there was nothing he could do now - he was stuck there with the cat until this [Y/N] showed up. Thor had now been to the kitchen and returned, finishing off a bite of something, he regard the cat with curiosity again, circling around it, but keeping his distance as the Midgardians seemed wary of it.

“You really don’t have cats?” Steve couldn’t help asking, watching Thor’s odd behaviour.

“I believe we have something similar,” Thor muttered, “but they are much larger, blood thirstier beasts.” He explained, studying the restrained creature, only its head visible.

“Right…” Steve nodded, “Well I’m not sure they would be blood thirstier…” He muttered, glancing warily down at the cat that had now resigned itself to its fate and was falling asleep where it crouched.

Thor straightened his head and raised an eyebrow at Rogers, clearly not buying the danger of the half-sleeping beast. “Aww, come on - it looks almost quite cute.” He said, stepping closer and gesturing at it with a hand. “Ah!” He suddenly cried, retracting his hand and nursing it close to his chest, “The bastard bit me!” He growled. Steve bit his lip, trying not to laugh, though he couldn’t hide his smirk and Thor rounded on him “You let it bite me!” He accused.

Steve shifted his grip on the cat so he could hold it with one hand, lifting his free one up in surrender to Thor. “I’m only holding its body,” He explained in defence, “I have no control of its head,” He said, gesturing down to show how he was holding the cat and towel. “You shouldn’t have tried to touch it.”

Thor scowled at Rogers. “I didn’t!” He sulked, “It lunged at me!”

Steve sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing with Thor. “Go and see Banner before it gets infected.” Steve muttered nodding at the door. “I’ll hold down the fort.” Thor hesitated, but did as he was told, still muttering to himself as he left.

It wasn’t too much longer did JARVIS’s voice rang through the room. “Miss [L/N] has arrived, Captain.” He announced. “Shall I send her up?”

“Please, JARVIS.” Rogers answered, trying not to sound too desperate. The cat was still asleep, but Steve didn’t trust how much longer that would last and whether the creature was simply biding its time – saving its energy to try to make an escape when Steve finally dropped his guard.

The elevator pinged as you arrived on the floor JARVIS had instructed you to, and you stepped out, glancing nervously around before you caught sight of the man on the opposite end of the room, his back to you. You had hoped that it would have been Tony who had your cat – after all, JARVIS had been the one to get in contact with you – as you would have much preferred a familiar face to have to apologise profusely to rather than a complete stranger, but the blonde haired man before you was definitely not Tony Stark. Your eyes moved down his muscular back, now noticing he was leant over something and, as you looked, you recognised your cat’s dark head sticking out of some sort of towel. “Kali?” You called in disbelief, quickly walking over. The man glanced over his shoulder at your call and the cat’s eyes shot to yours at her name. “Oh my god, sir, I am so, so sorry!” You apologised whole-heartedly. “My aunt just told me! I’m really sorry!”

“It’s fine.” Rogers smirked kindly at you, chuckling lightly at your frantic apologies.

It suddenly clicked in your, nervously slow, mind why your cat was wrapped up. “Oh – uh – she wasn’t being a lot of trouble… - was she?” You winced, already knowing the answer.

“Well, she basically managed to single handedly take down about half of the avengers, so I’d say she’s quite a force of nature.” Steve joked, glancing down at the cat who was still staring up at you as though waiting for something.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” You said, now glancing between the man and your cat, “really I –“ You stopped, something in your head suddenly clicking the familiar face into place, “Hang on! Are you – no – your Steve Rogers, aren’t you?!” You asked in amazement. Steve bowed his head with an embarrassed, bashful smile. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, but also, wow – hi - nice to meet you!” You blushed tripping over words in your excitement and nerves.

Steve laughed at you. “It’s – a – uh - pleasure to meet you too.” He said, freeing up a hand again to hold it out to you. You faltered for a moment in disbelief then numbly shook Captain America’s hand, your heart pounding erratically. When the two of you released, you dropped your head, staring down at Kali as you now absentmindedly stroked the top of her head. There was an awkward pause between the two of you and you found yourself unable to look the man in the eyes now.

“Uh – you can - uh – you can let her go – uh – if you want.” You muttered, gesturing at where his hand still held the cat. “She shouldn’t go anywhere – she’s - uh -  she’s usually attached to my hip.” You explained, “But I – uh – I guess she wanted to see New York.” You joked weakly.

“You’re sure?” Rogers asked, uncertainly, and you realised how tense he was about setting Kali free - it almost made you want to laugh. You nodded though, and Steve carefully eased his grip, releasing the towel. You could see how wary he was of getting too close, alert for any sudden paw that might swiped out at him, so you brushed him aside and took over, removing the towel off Kali’s back and then stroking a hand from her head to her tail. She purred under your touch and pressed herself up into your hand. When you removed your touch, Kali stood up fully, stretching her front legs out and sitting back on her haunches, flexing her claws. You smirked at the look on Steve’s face when he saw this.

Kali’s eyes then glanced around, completely ignoring Steve and finding you instead. She let out a meow and then lithely jumped up onto your shoulder, her claws momentarily digging into your skin for purchase, but you didn’t flinch. She stepped over your shoulders and then curled herself in her usual position around your neck, before settling back down to snooze again.

“Lazy thing.” You muttered and one of Kali’s ears twitched to show you she was listening.

Now Steve finally deemed any threat from the cat to have been neutralised, he visibly seemed to relax, and you glanced over at him with a smirk.

Captain America, frightened by a - relatively – harmless cat.

“So, you’re Pepper’s niece, right?” He asked you now.

“Uh - yeah.” You smiled back slightly surprised, “Tony been talking about me?”

“He may have cursed your names a few times when the cat took a swipe at him.” Steve smirked, and you laughed, feeling far more at ease now you had Kali back in her usual place. “I got to ask though,” Steve said, crossing his arms and leaning back against the dining table. “Tony as an uncle…. - What’s that like?”

You chuckled again. “Uh – ha – to be honest, I don’t really know.” You confessed, “I haven’t been around much…” You told him, glancing up at Kali and scratching her behind the ear, her purr loud in your ear and the vibrations resounding through your shoulders. “I’ve been abroad - studying, travelling – but I decided it was time I – uh - settled down and – uh - maybe got a decent job.” You explained with a weak smirk, eyes still on Kali. “I used to be really close to Pepper when I was little – before she even worked for Tony – my parents, not so much,” You explained with a face that said if you could shrug, you would, “So when it came to finding someone to help me, Pepper seemed like the most obvious answer and that’s why I’m here.” You glanced away from back at Steve, suddenly realising what you’d just done. “Oh - sorry.” You apologised quickly, feeling your cheeks redden, “You didn’t want to know my life story,” You chuckled weakly, “Ignore me.” You dismissed with a wave.

“No - no,” Rogers muttered, shaking his head at the floor, “it’s fine, I would have asked – if – uh – if you’d let me.” He smirked.

“Sorry.” You mumbled again, your cheeks becoming even hotter.

“Stop apologising.” He smirked.

“I would if I stopped doing things wrong.” You joked with a small laugh. He smirked back at you and the two of you fell into a slightly less awkward silence. “Right,” You said, fiddling with your hands, “uh – well – we’d,” you gestured between you and Kali, “- we’d better be getting home.”

“Right.” Steve nodded, straightening up from where he had been leaning as you now headed for the elevator again.

“Oh,” You paused by the door, turning back to Steve, “You – uh - you say she took down half the avengers?” Steve smirked and nodded. “Then – uh – who - who else do I need to over-apologise to?” You asked with a small smirk.

“Well – uh - Tony’ll have a few choice words for you, I imagine,” Steve smirked back at you, and you felt yourself blush, imagining the scene, “but he didn’t actually get hurt – so don’t let him make you think he did.” Steve warned you, humour in his eyes. You nodded with quiet snicker, already knowing Tony well enough that he might try to pull that. “Thor, however,” Steve continued, “did get himself bitten.”

“Thor?! You mean the ‘God of Thunder’, Thor?” You asked, wide-eyed. Steve nodded. “Shit.” You muttered to yourself.

Rogers chuckled at you. “He -uh – he actually said he’d never seen a cat before,” He told you, “I guess that meant he didn’t know not to get near one when it’s not particular pleased.” Steve smirked, “I told him to get it checked out before it got infected.”

“Good idea.” You murmured, still trying to take in that the kitten wrapped around your neck had somehow done damage to an actual God. “I – uh – I’d better pay him a visit at some point…” You mused to yourself “To – uh –  say sorry personally.”

“I hear he likes waffles.” Rogers suggested with a twinkle in his eyes and you laughed.

“Thank you, I’ll bear that in mind.” You sniggered. “Ok, well,” You said, glancing at the lift, “I guess l’ll – uh – see you around.” You said, taking a few steps backwards towards the exit. “Probably on the news when you next – uh – ‘save the world’ and all that.” You smiled, raising a hand in farewell.

“Right. Sure, yeah.” Steve mumbled, copying your action with a smile and then watching as you turned around and headed back into the elevator - the cat still happily curled, asleep, around your shoulders.

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