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a/n: sorry to swap this to hcs but i couldnt find a canon compliant way to write this since gamora after thanos's death isn't the same gamora (+ reconnecting is very story-esque <3). BUT its a longer gif imagine if that helps!
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“You want us to go find y/n?!” Nebula pulled away from Gamora’s grasp on her arm as the plan was presented. “Y/N wants nothing to do with us! I’m not going to spend my time tracking them down across the galaxy.” Her protests didn’t faze her sister. They stood opposite of each other on the starship without a word for several moments before Gamora sighed.
“We don’t have to track them. I know where y/n is.” Gamora revealed, Nebula’s pitch black eyes grew wider at the realization.
“Where is y/n?!” Nebula shouted. “Are they safe?”
“We’re about to find out.” Gamora reached out and squeezed Nebula’s hand as she shifted uncomfortably. Nebula worried for you, but she needed to save herself and without you in the picture, there was less for her to protect herself from. “Peter is flying us to y/n’s new home. The Guardians got the intel while we were on a mission. I want y/n to be with us, we can protect them.”
“I…agree. I don’t like y/n being alone. But they can take care of themselves. When will we arrive?” Nebula’s voice softened, gaze shifted out the window.
“We arrive in the planet’s atmosphere in the next few minutes. I didn’t mean to mislead you, I just didn’t think you’d help.” Gamora’s admittance weighed heavy on Nebula’s heart.
“Of course I would have. I’d do anything to save y/n. I just didn’t think we’d ever find them.”
The Milano landed on your planet, Guardians pooling out of it as they assessed the new terrain. Gamora knew you didn’t work far from the spaceport. A bar for tourists—hiding in plain sight. And she was about to blow your cover with the rest of them. “Are you sure about this, Gamora? What if y/n just wants to be left alone?” Peter asked as they headed your way.
“Thanos will find them. I owe it to y/n to keep them safe.” Gamora reasoned.
“Yeah, but weren’t you all trained together? Y/N can probably take care of themself.” Peter’s line of questioning didn’t sit right with the sisters, and Nebula made that clear.
“No one asked you.” Nebula growled as they navigated the busy streets. A cue for the rest of the crew to keep their thoughts to themselves. Gamora finally reached the door of your bar and paused, rarely afraid but not ready for this confrontation. They left you alone, now here to make amends. To be a family the way a family should.
You perked your head up at the sound of the door opening—the bar was dark and the day was bright, you only saw silhouettes. “Welcome in.” You cheerily greeted until the door shut and your eyes adjusted. “Gamora?” You saw your sister’s green complexion, followed by Nebula’s blue and purple. “Nebula?” You dropped your rag and grabbed the gun you stashed under the counter, quickly aiming it at your sisters. “I’m not going back. Not without a fight!”
“Wait, wait, wait! We’re not with Thanos! Look, we’re just outlaws. All of us!” Peter panicked, throwing his hands in the air and running in front of your sisters. “We came here to…Gamora, help me out here.” She gently nudged him aside and walked past, Nebula in tow.
“We want to help you. And stop Thanos.” She explained, getting close enough to lower your gun. “I can’t keep running from this—letting him hurt others.” Nebula glared as if she wasn’t quite on board and you could see there was still a rift. Adding you to the mix might make it worse.
“I think you should come with us. They…can take care of you.” Nebula added timidly, uncomfortable by the emotion.
“I think I can take care of myself. So unless you want a drink, you can leave.” You warned and Peter, Rocket, and Drax all sat down.
“I’ll have one.”
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