A/N: Follows after the events of Control. Rowena's little comment about her having more than just natural magic went a little off the rails in my mind, but here we are.

As a child,

in every book she ever reads,

the dragon witch's daughter chooses

the side of the dragon,

the witch, the evil sorcerer,

because from an early age she knows

that just because other people

may say someone is bad,

it does not mean there is not

some good in them too. -Nikita Gill

"Let me get this straight," the man with black hair on the other side of the plexiglass begins, "you're just a bartender from Kansas?"

The man is wearing a Rolling Stones t-shirt with dark jeans and he crosses his arms as he stares at Lexi with uncertainty.

"Yea," she replies coldly.

"Because, I know my hand to hand combat, and the way you took down my friend," he continues, "says you're not just a bartender."

The girl in the cell looks at him with annoyance, "You just told me you're Iron Man, and the friggin' Avengers are real, which one of us has the least believable story here?"

"Yea, but I have the suit," he responds smugly.

"Could be cosplay," she replies, "I'm supposed to believe someone out there takes your life events and turns them into comics and movies?"

As soon as the words come out of her mouth, she immediately thinks of the Supernatural series Charlie had made her read. Technically, it could happen, and if it was popular enough be turned into shows and movies…all of this was suddenly making her head hurt.

"Okay," Lexi sighs heavily, "let's pretend you are Tony Stark. Why did you kidnap me?"

The look on his face drops as he pulls a device from his pocket and projects a video onto the side of the plexiglass for Lexi to see, "Because of this."

The video was taken a week ago and in it Lexi is seen using her powers against what appear to be a defenseless mother and a boy, who looks no older than thirteen. The video only shows the mother and child from the back, but the rage is evident in Lexi's face.

The girl drops her head and closes her eyes, her voice barely above a whisper, "It's not what it looks like."

"Tell me what is then," he says, and she detects a touch of sincerity there.

She cuts her eyes up to look at him, her anger evident, "Doesn't matter, you won't believe me."

Tony watches her as she drops her gaze away again and he stashes his phone back in his pocket before he turns and walks away from the cell. He walks up the stairs and into a small office where a woman with short red hair sits on the edge of a desk and a taller man with long blond hair stands, having watched his interaction with Lexi from the monitor in front of them.

"What do you think?" the blonde questions him.

"I think there's something she's not telling us," Tony remarks.

"Maybe next time," the red head begins, "try talking first, instead of attacking."

"Really Romanoff?" Tony looks at her in exasperation, "Going soft, are we?"

She narrows her eyes at the man as she ignores his remark, saying instead, "How do you plan on getting the truth from her?"

Tony plops down on the couch against the wall, running his hand across his face in frustration, "I don't know."

"I may know a way," the blonde-haired man speaks up after a moment and the other two people in the room look at him expectantly, "you're not going to like it."

"I must say brother," the black-haired man says as Tony and Thor lead him toward the cell, "this is an odd request."

"We just want the truth Loki," Thor begins, pulling his brother by the cuffs on his wrists, "Stark thinks there's more to the girl's story."

"So, the man of iron does have a heart," Loki jokes as they come to a stop in front of the cell.

Tony rolls his eyes at the remark as he says, "Friday, open the cell."

Lexi looks up to see two new unfamiliar faces accompanying Stark this time. A tall man with blonde hair takes hand cuffs from a man with long black hair before he places a firm hand on his back and shoves him into the cell with her. Lexi's body stiffens as the plexiglass door seals shut behind him.

"Hello," he says giving Lexi the fakest of smiles.

"What's going on?" she questions Stark.

"Well, since you won't tell us," Tony begins, "Reindeer Games is going to look at your memories from the day of the incident, so we know what actually happened. Friday, power down the damper inside the cell please."

"Yes boss," the AI responds.

Thor's in jeans and a t-shirt like Stark, while Loki's dressed in an all-black suit, no doubt to try and fit in with mortals, but it only makes him stand out amongst everyone in the room. He takes a step toward Lexi and she stands up quickly, one hand reaching for the pendant around her neck instinctively.

"Don't," she warns him, clutching the stone in her hand.

She wears the pendant Rowena made her as a safety precaution. Evan's been helping her gain better control of her powers as they relate to her emotions, but the pendant makes her feel at ease.

Loki looks back at Thor with his hands at his sides, "No one thought to ask her first?"

"Look Kim Possible," Tony says, "it's either coming from you or him, but one way or another I'm getting the whole story. I know that look and I know you're hiding something."

Lexi slips the pendant from around her neck and drops it to the cot beside her as she says, "Look Tin Man, I don't take orders from anyone. There are things out there you wouldn't understand, so how about you, Scarecrow, and Toto here drop me back in Kansas and leave me the hell alone."

Thor and Tony share offended glances at the references she uses for them as Loki rolls his eyes, before saying, "That's not going to happen. They're very persistent."

"He's right," Tony agrees with the man in black.

"Look," Loki begins, holding out one hand, palm up in a peaceful gesture, "if you'll just come sit down."

He takes another step towards her and Lexi uses her arm to fling him backwards into the plexiglass wall. Both men outside the cell look at Loki with their eyes wide in shock as he gathers himself up off the floor; the only thing injured is his pride, and he looks back at Lexi with a mischievous smirk.

"What are you?" He questions, excitement evident in his voice.

Lexi's eyes narrow at his peaked interest in her as Stark responds, "I was thinking maybe the result of a Hydra experiment, like Wanda."

Loki glances to his brother and Tony with a shake of his head, "Oh, she's no experiment."

Lexi's heart begins to race as the man in black looks back at her and an uneasy feeling washes over. He looks at her as if he knows something she doesn't.

"That is raw power," he says in admiration, "this little witch is pure."

"Should we leave him in there?" Tony questions Thor under his breath, unsure about Loki's sudden appreciation for the girl.

"I'm just a natural witch," Lexi replies to Loki, "like fourth generation or some shit."

Loki laughs, "My dear, you're more than that, so much more."

Lexi raises a curious eyebrow at his statement, "What makes you think that?"

"Because I was raised by a witch," Loki shares a sentimental glance with his brother, "one of the most powerful in all the realms. She had this fire in her soul, you could see it in her eyes, especially when she was working with magic. It was truly remarkable, and I can see that same fire in your eyes."

"Just so we're on the same page," Stark begins, whispering to Thor, "she's a witch?"