A/N: I by no means own any of the Avengers...if I did I would never leave the basement in which I held Pietro :P

Barton walked out of his farm house and looked to the blonde god that stood before him and shook his head. "I'm retired, Thor. No more missions. I have things here I need to be around for." As if on cue his son started wailing in the house, probably waking up hungry.

"I know this, my friend, however this mission is less danger and more...political. I will leave you be for tonight just read these." Handing over the journal and maps to Barton, Thor silently pleaded with his eyes that he would help. "I will return tomorrow for them, and your answer."

As he began to walk away there was a sigh of slight defeat before the words. "Come in and have dinner with us, the kids would tie me up and kill me in my sleep if I let you leave without them getting to play with you, until then you can explain as I read."

Smiling to himself Thor nodded slowly and followed the man into his house and thought about how to answer some of the most inevitable questions that would come with the new knowledge behind the events a few years before.

"Wait Loki has kids?"...Like that one.

"There are tales concerning the birth or adoption of his three children known to mortals, the basics are in fact true however on some details things are a bit scewed. For instance, Fenrir was never to bring about the end of days, Ragnarok, as the seer had said. Somebody who was upset that Loki had fallen for another instead of her paid a great deal to her to tell Odin as such, causing the imprisonment."

"And him attacking earth was his way of trying to get his kid back?" Barton could barely believe such words were actually leaving his mouth. "That still doesn't tell me why you need my help, Thor." Sitting back he went over the journal again, looking every so often to the map that was marked with possible locations.

"Trapped as Fenrir may be, do you really think the others would be so keen on releasing a child of my brother? Even if he may have redeemed himself in my eyes, or hasn't been seen since the dark matter fiasco, he is still not the most popular person among our comerades. How happy do you see them being if I told them that the event in which they almost died and the city was all but destroyed had a reason behind it that I myself might have gone to war over as well? If I am to convince them to go with me and help keep Fenrir safe from those who would do the child harm, I need as many allies as I can find."

A feminine voice broke through the silence that had grown between the two men after Thor's words, causing both to turn and look at her and the baby she held in attempts to soothe it in mild shock. "How old was this child when imprisoned? Do you know if it was boy or girl?"

With a light shrug he leaned forward and rubbed his face before handing Laura the sketch he had found with all of this. "In the journal it states that the child was equal to the age of a mortal 10, given the time that has passed she would be the maturity of a 23 year old. And a girl," Taking the journal he opened to the page that wrenched his heart the most and quietly read out loud to the parents. "They have taken her, my daughter, calling her nothing more than Fenrir. They took her name, her freedom, placing her in the dark alone with a sword lodged in her mouth to keep it wide open as punishment for taking uncle's arm after he tricked her into imprisonment. My world is shattered, for my light has been taken with the shadow."

Barton looked down to his feet and rested his chin on his hands, trying to fathom any one of his children being taken from him to live out the majority of their lives alone in the dark. His wife must have been thinking the same as she handed him the picture and caught his gaze; telling him more than asking. "You are going to help him."

"But the baby-"

"Is at an age where the only thing that really bothers him is wanting to eat, being poopy, and the kids making loud noises."

"The kids-"

"Would think nothing less of their father going out to help save somebody's little girl."

"I promised-"

"Clint, you are going to help him. Just as I know he would help you if something happened to our kids. This is his family. And you said the Avengers were also your family. That makes this girl your family as well. What if it was our children who were alone in the dark?" Her stern look held a hint of worry over the very thought and he could see it.

"Can we at least wait to leave till after dinner? Its meatloaf night." He spoke with a small smile as he looked from his wife to Thor.

With a smile that was almost as bright as the lightning he summoned the god nodded graciously, giving a silent thanks to Laura in the form of his head bowing. Standing he placed a hand to his stomach with a small 'slap' "Then let us feast to the comming success with this loaf of meat!"

Just as he spoke the kids came running in with swords of foam and tackled into Thor, screaming of great battles and 'Just one trip around the house mom? I won't fall like last time!'. It was then that it hit Clint hard, just how much he related to Loki, knowing full well if he were in the trickster's shoes...he wouldn't of done much different.


Tony sat in the new Avenger's base watching through the window to the lab, it didn't settle well with him to be on the oposite side as all the gadgets but bio-regen was not his strongest suit and even he knew when to let the pro's handle it. He watched Cho do her final check up on the eldest Maximoff twin, laughing quietly as he saw the silver-blue eyes roll in annoyance to questions he had probably been asked about a thousand times at this point. He was so amused he barely noticed Wanda walking up next to him with the same smile on her face.

"He does not like being babied. Thinks he is ready to go full force again, wants missions and to get out of here for a few hours."

Tony laughed lightly, he new the feeling all too well. "Well, I'm all for him doing a small mission. You know...shoplifters...telling kids to stay in school...I hear there is a D.A.R.E. opening to keep kids off drugs maybe he can go hang out with the kiddies for a day."

Wanda shook her head lightly. "I came to get both of you. Clint is here with Thor, they want to talk to all of us. Something about a mission Thor needs help on."

"Well that can't be good" Tony said softly as he knocked on the window to the lab. "Lets go speedy, my grandma gets physicals faster than you! Time for a meeting with the big boys!"

Dr. Cho looked at Tony with an annoyed look and he just shrugged, Pietro was already gone from the room and probably waiting for them at the meeting table. Wanda walked with him at a normal pace as they made their way to the others.

When all had arrived they looked to Thor who was standing at the end of the table, Barton sitting at the end to his left, but what struck them all as odd was the fact that he was nervous and that made them nervous.

"Friends, I have asked you to gather here today as I am in need of your help. We all know of the mess that happened in New York some time ago-"

"Is Loki back? Is he loose again?" Steve spoke up, his nerves on edge already from seeing a god pace back and forth like a teenager before his first date.

"No...not exactly. There was a reason for the attack. It was not mindless as we all assumed it to be. It may have even been justified."

"What are you getting on about?" Tony sat forward in his chair and stared at Thor as if he grew a second head.

Taking a deep breath he relayed the informaton he had found to the group, Clint chiming in from time to time to state how he probably would of done the same with him being a father. Even asking Pietro what he would do if it had been Wanda, at this Pietro sat back and looked at the table. When it was all said and out Thor looked to each of them, wondering who would be the first to speak.

Of course it was Nat. "Fenrir...isn't that the wolf?"

Nodding Thor sighed. "Yes, it states in the journal that her mother was of rare decent. A shadow being that took on the form of a wolf. When she was born her mother was in a weakened state. Weak enough that the one who bribed the seer was able to end her life."

Tony looked around before standing up with a smirk on his face. "I don't know about you all, but I always wanted a puppy. You can count me in."

"I have been wanting to get out of the base since I woke up. I will go." Pietro spoke up nodding his head.

"Which means I will go to keep him out of trouble." Wanda ruffled his hair and laughed gently.

Vision had agreed as well, being the most likely to be able to tell if the creature meant ill intent. Steve and Nat were to stay behind, they had their own mission to locate Bruce and were leaving in the morning.

"If we finish up in time we will meet you at the location, if not we cannot wait to meet her Thor."

Thor just smiled and nodded, his last link to his missing brother was to be found, and protected. Perhaps she would have some way of locating Loki, or at least be able to sense if he was alive. That is all he wanted from the girl, other than to be her family, he wanted closure.


A/N: Soooo now the plot thickens! bum bum buuuuum! And so long as my muse doesn't leave me high and dry I will have more for you soon. ^.^ Rate and Review, follow and fav! Tell me what you think will happen on the mission to find the missing Fenrir, will she be vengeful, will she be frightened, or will she try and kill Thor for his father's mistakes? Find out next time on! *Theme music plays and a big booming voice over yells* The Speed of Light! *Cue Credits*