Loki's sister

Dreamer

I slept the rest of the day, and when I woke up I tried to walk. Despite how sore I was, I had my balance back.

I slowly wobble down to where everyone should be, but I find the room empty. I search around the ship, thinking maybe they just went to a different room.

I make my way back to my room, and see that the door is open.

I know I closed it when I left, I always do.

I slowly creep over to the doorway, and pause before I peek in.

Thor is in my room, looking down at... me? I'm laying in my bed, asleep. I slowly walk in, and tap Thor on the shoulder. Nothing.

"Is this a dream?" I mumble to myself, and I- the sleeping me- mumbles incoherently in her sleep.

Maybe I'm have that out of body thing. But why is Thor in my room?

I lean over and look at Thor. I gasp. It's Thor, but he- he has- it's Loki.

"Oh my god get away from me!" I shout at him, and my body twitches. I run over and grab my biggest crystal and hurled it at the back of his head. Nothing.

Of course, I'm not awake!

I rush back over to my body and jump on the bed.

"Wake up wake up wake UP!" I scream and grab my shoulders. My hands sink in.

That's it!

I lay in my back and fall back into my body. I wake up with a snarl, and lunge at where Loki was.

My room is empty.

The door opens, and everyone is on the other side.

"Are you ok? We heard screaming." Tony states, and looks around my room as Thor tries to help me up. I flinch away.

"Don't touch me!" I screech and scurry into a corner.

"Fenna, what's wrong?" Natasha asks, and feels my forehead. "She doesn't have a fever. Banner?"

I glance around and stand up.

"I'm fine. I just... bad dream, I guess. Thor was- he was Loki."

When I say that, Thor suddenly looks nervous.