V I G I L A N C E ~ (MCU) ~

C H A P T E R 1 3_

"Sorry I almost killed you, little Esther," Pietro shrugs. "No hard feelings?" He asks with a smirk.

I nod. "None what-so-ever, Speedy Gonzalez."

He chuckles as his eyes drift at my nickname. "That's good. We can't have a team like us fighting, right?"

"Just don't let him give you a nickname, Esther," Wanda says. "He's the worst at thinking of them."

I laugh. "Oh don't worry, I won't." I says I give Darcy a weird look because of how totally fine she looks, my smile and chuckle fake. A little late for that nickname thing anyway.

She starts to talk to him about something that I tune out but it's the conversations around me that capture my attention. I still catch myself staring at Jane every now and then as she walks around normally.

But I listen to Natasha ask, "Okay who ate all of the Pop Tarts?"

And I listen to Banner question the twins about Hydra... the same exact words from yesterday...

This isn't in my head, is it? No it... can't be. This day is repeating itself? But that's impossible... right?

How come it's only me that notices?

As they all argue about what to do, I notice someone else enter. It's Loki. He walks through from another doorway and looks more than confused. He begins to frown and when he spots Jane his eyes widen. I can tell he is breathing heavily.

I look at him and when his eyes catch mine I give him an expression that says "yes this is insanely weird but we can't talk here".

I walk slowly over to where he is. I stand beside him, watching everyone talk and do the things they did before. "I don't know what the hell is going on but I know it wasn't a dream."

He looks at me, still recovering from "dying". "So you remember it too? I was beginning to think this place is just my hell."

I nod. "Nope. I remember everything. It's strange. It's the biggest sense of déjà vu I've ever had."

"What do you mean?" But then he listens to their argument that repeats itself from yesterday and he thinks on it... but he doesn't know what to make of it or what is happening.

I then yank his arm to pull him to the other room where we are out of ear's reach from our gang, into the training room.

"What's going on?" He asks in a panic.

"I don't know," I replying not looking at him.

"Why is Jane alive?"

"I don't know anything you don't know."  I face him.

He runs his fingers through his onyx hair to try and think, hesitating with his palm on his forehead.

"I don't know what happened. It's... do you think... this sounds ridiculous, but... do you think that maybe we time traveled?"

"Not possible," he says immediately.

I cross my arms over my chest as I stand there watching him. "Well, do you have any other ideas as to what happened?"

"I don't know. But time travel is something of fantasy..." he seems to be telling himself that.

I throw my hands up in the air, a little aggravated at his words. "Loki, we are in a war with some crazy blue cyborg chic whose father is a titan and they both want universal domination by using some weird stones that have magical powers. I think that time travel might be able to fit into the equation."