A Twist Of Marvel || Infinity War

86. Reunion

"Tell me my horoscope, then."

"That's not how it works, Sam."

Naomi trailed after Steve and Natasha, who were leading the way through the complex, and only whispering secretively to each other occasionally. According to Steve, Tony had called Stephen in, but for what reason, he didn't know. It was surprising for Naomi to hear that most all of the heroes had assumed Stephen to be a traitor, working for Thanos. She supposed that she couldn't have known what went on on Earth while she was away, and that it likely looked like Strange got her killed, but Naomi knew that he was on their side. After all, Thanos was dead, wasn't he? Stephen had held up his end of the bargain, as far as Naomi was concerned. Giving her a sword and shoving her at Thanos had also no doubt been a part of his plan.

No matter what the heroes now thought of Stephen, he was here now, and so was Tony and Loki, which were Naomi's priorities at the moment. She simply needed to follow Steve and Nat to wherever they were, while also fending off Sam and Bucky's comedic probing.

"So where's the crystal ball at?" Sam grinned, enjoying himself far too much as he walked next to Naomi. Bucky, on her other side, cracked a smile. She simply sighed good-naturedly, as Naomi had expected nothing less from the unlikely pair of friends. The entire 'prophet' shtick had gotten far too out of hand.

"Maybe she reads Tarot cards." Bucky joined in, his tone less teasing than Sam's but still poking fun at Naomi.

"I'm not a real prophet, you know that right?" Naomi raised a brow, looking between the two of them. Their expressions lifted slightly in surprise- showing that clearly no, they weren't aware. "It's just one of Tony's jokes." She shrugged.

"Then where do you get your information?" Natasha suddenly spoke up without turning around. Her question startled Naomi slightly, she hadn't been aware that Nat was listening in. She shouldn't have been surprised though, seeing as the shorter, now blond woman was an ex-Russian spy.

"It's a long story that we can go over another time." Naomi said. If Tony hadn't bothered to tell them she was from a different dimension, she wouldn't worry about it now. She had to stay focused on actually getting to Tony and Loki, Team Cap could wait. It would take hours to explain everything, and she simply couldn't afford that right now. They rounded a corner, entering into another hallway that looked exactly the same. Honestly, she had no idea how anyone found their way anywhere in the complex. It was simply all white walls and glass and high-tech elevators. It was almost as unoriginal as Asgard.

"You said that you knew the past, present, and future. Were you lying?" Steve looked back at her, eyes stony. Naomi could tell that she hadn't quite won their trust yet, which was a tad disheartening to her, but ultimately unimportant at the moment. She had a goal, and she was sticking to it- finding the people who would be affected most by her 'death.'

"No, I wasn't lying to you. I'm just being vague and uncooperative." She shrugged. "But I know stuff, yeah."

"Stuff?" Sam repeated, "like what?"

Naomi arched an eyebrow. "I already quoted Cap in the elevator. I know stuff like that." Sam looked surprised for a moment, before turning to look ahead at Steve with a disbelieving grin.

"You said that? That dramatic-" Sam deepened his voice comically, barely succeeding at suppressing his laughter, "anybody wanna get out- kinda shit?" Bucky and Nat added quiet chuckles to Sam's boisterous laughter, and although Naomi couldn't see it, she would bet money that Steve cracked a smile.

"It was in the heat of the moment." Steve pitifully defended himself, his tone lighthearted. Beside Naomi, Bucky rolled his eyes.

"You say stuff like that all the time, like I-"