Summary: Thea finds out that an elevator ride could be more exciting than she thought. The team takes another L.
Previously: Breakfast was a torture. Everyone played pretend and no one wanted to act like adults.
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“JARVIS, down please,” she asked urgently.
The door closed before Nat’ could reach her. Thea slumped on the wall, trying to make sense of her thoughts. One minute too late and…she closed her eyes and sigh. She’d rather not think about that right now. Nothing proved that she was free, yet.
Why did she have to be in love with superheroes?
She quickly went over her last-minute plan and asked Jarvis if he had the number of Charles Xavier, from the school of mutants. In the night, before falling asleep, she’d remembered about him and how he helped people around the world.
“I have taken the liberty to connect the call to your phone. As I was made to protect the privacy of the tower guests, there will be no recording of your conversation. I will cut the recording feed for the time of your call.”
Thea closed her mouth in a click. She pressed her hand on her heart and leaned forward to thank him.
“Thanks Jarvis, you are truly amazing.”
“Don’t mention it, Miss. I do pride myself in being able to take care of each resident in the tower. After all, you all are important.”
Thea was finding it hard not to cry. She blinked quickly, head leaning backward. The words repeated themselves like a balm on her bruised heart. An AI had more consideration for me than actual human beings. What was life.
“Professor Xavier, who may you be?”
Thea jumped at the sound of the voice. How long has he been on? Could he have listened to their conversation? She really had reached a new low if it was the case.
“Theodore Carmelia. I live with the Avengers and something kind of happened to me. Something magical…supernatural.” She grimaced. Great summary. 10 out of 10. You couldn’t do better even you really tried hard, she thought, cringing her awkwardness. “I just want to ask a question. I know you must have a busy schedule but…”
Her voice cracked.
“It’s okay, Theodore, it’s okay. If it’s true that I have a busy schedule, one question shouldn’t be too much,” he joked.
Thea let an inaudible relieved sigh. The elevator seemed to speed up.
“I know you can sense mutants. I would like to know if you could feel anything -”
“About you?” He finished.
She hummed, her feet tapping rhythmically on the floor.
“I don’t feel anything.”
Her breath hitched. Oh, well. She didn’t let the disappointment show. Although he said he couldn’t find her, she could feel Xavier in her mind, roaming through her memories and emotions. She cleared her throat.
“Does it always feel like that?”
“What?”
“When you go into someone’s head. Does it always feel like a breeze? I swear my head is lighter.”
He didn’t reply and Thea feared she already messed up. She glanced towards the numbers on the screen above the doors. 20 floors left. She refrained from pressing the buttons or even asking JARVIS to go faster. Not sure if she voiced her stress, but the elevator went almost into a free fall. She stumbled and grabbed the wall behind her.
“How did you know?” He replied, taken aback.
“I can feel your presence going through my memories. I can concentrate on what I’m doing, but I know there is something…someone in my head. It is nor oppressive nor friendly. I don’t know really know how to explain, sorry.”
“Hm.”
The presence was still there. Not moving nor searching through her memories anymore. Thea grew more confident and continued.
“I know I probably ask too much but I swear I’m not crazy or crying wolf. And I can show you what happened last night for you to tell me if it was some one-time incident.”
“Go on, my dear,” Professor Xavier replied pensive. He didn’t outright reject her idea and hung up on her. So that was a win in her book.
Thea concentrated on last night. As the scenes went spicier, she passed them faster and only slowed down to the most important parts: the one where she yielded Mjöllnir and the elevator. After a moment, there was still no response from Professor Xavier. She checked her phone and see that they were still on. She almost asked JARVIS if something had happened.
“Truly, impressive,” he complimented, clear surprise showing in his baritone voice.
“Thanks, I guess,” she answered, cheeks in flame.
“No, really. I have only seen a handful people do what you did, and they were already trained. I take that you controlled the speed, too?”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied, proudly.
“And you yielded the Hammer?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And still, I can’t feel you,” he mused out loud. “Confusing confusion. But I am not one to back down facing a puzzle. I’d like you to come to me today. I’ll send Logan, Hank and Diablo to the Avengers tower –.”
“No, the Compound,” she corrected, quickly. She couldn’t suppress her shock and excitement. He really wanted to see her. She will see Professor Xavier and Wolverine. She suppressed her giggle. She couldn’t believe it. She’ll be able to talk to Wolverine. In person. It was definitely a dream come true.
“Ok. Do they know about any of these?” he asked suddenly.
They? Oh yes, the Avengers. The painful memories from last time came barging in her head. She gritted her teeth.
“No. They…don’t care like that,” she replied dismissively.
“Are you sure?”
She could hear the incredibility in his tone.
“Yep, I’m pretty sure. I’m just a hook up anyway.”
Xavier stayed silent for so long, she thought she had shocked him to death.
“You are important. Whether you have power or not, whether they like you or not. You are important,” he said, seriously. He didn’t try to convince her. In his voice, there was so much certitude. Like he’s known her for years and could see right through her.
She choked up as the words finally made their way in her brain. The phone was crushed in her hand, as the emotion overcame her. First Jarvis and Xavier…but why couldn’t the team think the same?
“Don’t let those feelings eat you up. If they can’t find the gem in you, it’s their own problem not yours.”
Before she could thank him, he hung up. She stared at her phone, mouth agape. Her entire frame trembled under her laugh. There was nothing funny, but the ridicule of the situation caught her off guard. She was really in a episode of X-files.
Who’d thought she’d sleep with all the Avengers and have powers? That she’d wield Mjöllnir? That she’d fuck with a God, two centenarian, two geniuses, two brilliant spies…her laugh turned hysterical. Her entire stay here was like the beginning of a bad joke.
She banged her head against the elevator room. A dull pain erupted behind her head. Maybe, it was a dream she’d wake up from.
The doors opened. Thea was not on the ground floor, like she expected, but the underground parking. She quickly spotted her cars and started walking.
“If I were you, I’d go faster Miss. Bucky and Steve are taking the stairs and would be there in less than 5 minutes. Thor has taken the airway and is already in front of the building. Nonetheless, it would take them some time before they understand that you left the other way. “
“Thank you, Jarvis. Thank you for all!” She screamed while accelerating.
“My pleasure, Miss.”
She sprinted to her car and opened the door. She didn’t know if it was in her head, but she could hear faint footsteps. She sat, bucked up, started the car and pressed gas.
She was out long before they would catch her. The adrenaline made her heart haywire. Unable to resist, she let out a howled and giggled.
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