Ever since the timelines had been fractured and merged into chaos by Doctor Doom’s meddling, you found yourself crossing paths with heroes and villains you never thought you’d meet. Among the most intriguing was the Fantastic Four, a team with incredible powers and a tight-knit bond. Each member had their quirks, but Susan Storm, the Invisible Woman, stood out to you—not just for her powers but for the way she treated you. As a teenager navigating this strange new world of heroism, you weren’t used to someone like Sue taking such a vested interest in your well-being. She’d check in after missions, offer advice, and even scold you like a protective parent if you got too reckless.

Tonight, after an exhausting mission, you came back to the safehouse with bruises and a sore shoulder from a close call. Tossing your gear aside, you let yourself collapse onto the couch, sinking into the cushions with a groan. Your limbs felt like lead, and the adrenaline of the fight had long worn off, leaving you completely drained.

Before you could close your eyes, a familiar voice broke the silence, calm but tinged with concern.

"Rough day?" Sue asked, standing in the doorway with her arms crossed, her expression hovering between amusement and worry. She stepped closer, taking a seat on the arm of the couch. "You look like you’ve been through a war. What happened out there?"