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A/N: I know it's been forever, sorry for the wait.

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Chapter 2 Touch

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Coulson remembered seeing her walk up to the glass. She placed a tentative hand upon it, gently, as if trying to sense what was inside. She knew what was inside, they all knew. Loki had caused chaos on Earth and it was Fury's brilliant idea to bring in Anna. All the time Coulson spent with her led up to this. This is why Fury had been interested in her in the first place. So she could do this. All the training and fine tuning was so that her powers could be used. It left a bitter taste in his mouth but Coulson couldn't deny that her powers could be useful.

Loki had watched her like a predator. He had no idea who she was, had never seen her before in his life or in any of the immense information he had required from Barton. Anna cocked her head to the side as if curious, as if Loki was a spectacle. He didn't like that. Loki hit the glass but Anna didn't flinch. Coulson watched as she gently smiled like she always did.

"What is this? Who are you?" Loki asked in a harsh tone. Anna looked down at her shoes for a split second before her focus returned, abruptly, to the Asgardian.

"You're right, they should have told you from the beginning," Anna spoke and Loki listened. Coulson looked at Fury but he was just as focused on their conversation as everyone else. Coulson knew the basics of Anna's powers. She could sense and manipulate emotions, and depending on the person, she could also see memories. There was still much of her powers that didn't make sense or could be explained, and still so much of it that hadn't been explored.

"You know nothing."

"Odin took you like some spoil of war but what he seemed to forget was that you were a child. You were a lost child who was taken away to a strange place and raised in a family that wasn't your own. It must have hurt when you found out. Yes, I can feel it. Betrayal. Pain. Anger. Confusion. It's all here. All of that has replaced the one thing you had always been certain of." Loki watched her with apprehension. How did she know? Was it some trick concocted by Thor? No. Thor wasn't that smart.

"And what is that?" Loki couldn't help but ask. He looked in her eyes now, he stepped closer wanting to see what she was seeing, to feel what she was feeling. A sudden wave of comfort washed over him, a blanket of something warm that he hadn't felt in a long time. He stopped in his tracks. He watched the young girl with awe. What was she?

"That you were loved." Loki watched her for several more seconds before he scoffed and turned away from her. Anna flinched, her hand lifted from the glass, and she took a step back. She looked up at the camera and Coulson knew that was all she could do for now. He looked to Fury who nodded. Coulson was out of the room.

"It's too late. He is coming for Earth and there is nothing that can be done. I am…lost. There is no love for me." Anna frowned and walked up to the glass. She put both of her hands against it. Loki slightly turned to see what she was doing. She was looking at him imploringly. He slowly moved towards her. He raised his left hand without realizing and before he could question what he was doing he was touching the glass, right where her hand was on the other side.

"Will you be happy when there is nothing left?" Loki heard her voice distinctly but her lips didn't move. She truly was a wonder. He forced a smile. In another life maybe he would have liked her.

"I already have nothing," he whispered against the glass. When did he get so close? Loki watched her smile sadly at him. He didn't like that. He didn't want her pity. Before he could chastise her a sudden rush of what he could only describe as pure light pulsed through his being and he was left breathless.

"And are you happy?" Before he could answer he heard the sound of the heavy doors opening and Anna was away from the glass. She gifted him one more smile before she left with the man in the suit. Loki didn't like him. The man touched the girl's shoulders gently as he steered her out of the room. No, Loki didn't like him.

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Coulson sat up and rubbed his forehead. He had a massive headache and he was tired of constantly taking Tylenol. He couldn't sleep either. He was apprehensive. Anna was supposed to show up soon and Coulson didn't know how she was going to react. The last time he saw her she had been holding his hand while he bled out. Loki had stabbed him and then immediately Anna had rushed into the room. Loki took one look at her and then he was gone. Anna had rushed to Coulson just as Fury entered the room. She had been there when he died. Coulson had a feeling that she would be angry to find out that he had been alive this whole time.

He had wanted to tell her right away but Fury had suggested that it was for the best. Even then Fury knew something wasn't right. Coulson could see it now. Fury had grown cautious in the months leading up to then and now he knew why. Hydra had been hiding in plain sight and only a few of them had managed to survive the Hydra attack.

Coulson reluctantly got up. He peeked outside to see the sun barely rising in the distance. He slowly got things ready for the day. He took longer than usual in the shower, going over and over his apology. Anna was important to him and he hated this. He hated not telling her. He turned off the shower when the water got slightly colder. How long had he been in there? He dressed purposefully wanting to look the way Anna had always seen him. The suit wasn't practical especially since they were spending their time in a cheap hotel but he wanted to do this for her. He sat on the rumpled bed and took a moment to try and will his headache away but before he could get very far there was a knock on his door. He looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. It was eight in the morning.

"Who are you? You contacted us saying you were with Fury. I don't see him anywhere! Tell me who you are right now or…" Before Coulson could stand the door was thrown open and a very stern looking May was trying to keep a very disgruntled Michael from coming into the room. They both stopped when Michael saw the man sitting on the bed. "What is this?" He took a step back and looked accusingly at May. She rolled her eyes and looked at Coulson.

"I take it he doesn't know you're alive." Coulson nodded and stood.

"Michael…"

"No. No, you're dead. I saw your body. Anna…" Michael closed his mouth as if aware he had said too much. Coulson nodded his head as he spoke and then stepped forward to try and explain.

"I know. There's a lot I need to tell you but I assure you it's me." Coulson moved forward slowly. He knew Michael was overly cautious and the last thing he wanted was for him to try and run.

"Prove it."

"I don't know how…" Coulson started before the door was pushed open again and there was a blur of motion before he had someone holding onto his torso.

"Phil, you're alive." Anna held onto him tightly. Coulson relaxed into the embrace and put his arms around her. He recognized the dark brown hair immediately and the pleasant echo of her voice had his headache fading away. She truly was a wonder.

"Anna, you don't know if that's really Coulson!" Michael tried to reach forward to pry her out of his arms but May moved with him. She blocked his way. Michael looked ready to fight but before he could act Anna had stepped away from Coulson. She placed one hand on his chest, right where his scar was. He felt an onslaught of emotions: pain, sadness, anger, confusion, and happiness. The happiness seemed to win over the others and Coulson was filled with it. He took a deep breath like it was the first time he could really breathe since he died. She smiled widely at him.

"It's Coulson." Michael relaxed and stepped away from May.

"As much of a relief that is, why are we here Coulson?" Michael sat on the bed and looked at him expectantly. He sighed and looked away from Anna.

"We need your help." Anna removed her hand from his chest and sat by her brother. She took Michael's hand in hers. He smiled at her.

"Well, I guess this works out then because we need your help too."

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A/N: God, I know this took forever but here is another chapter. Please, be patient with me. I know it's ridiculous but yeah. Lol. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter? I have big plans for this story. I will edit this later. I wrote this like while I was sleepy, my knees were hurting, and it was hot as hell because summer months suck. Anyways, let me know what you all think