Me: OK, this chapter took longer than I expected. That's probably because I had a hard time coming up with the text messages. UGH! They are actually quite a bit harder than I thought. Anyway, at this point I almost think the text are a bit of a filler thing right now but I really like the little bit of depth that they add to the story. :D

It's time for a little bit of celebration. On this story I have one review, one follower, and 45 views. I am really happy about that. :D Maybe now I can get a few more of each with a new chapter. Anyway, I've kept you all long enough. Please read and review!

"speaking"- Sign Language

"speaking- normal speak

"speaking"- texting

When Syria woke up a couple hours later the first thing she did was check her messages. Sure enough there were at least ten different messages from four different people. Rolling her eyes the young woman rolled off of the slightly lumpy couch. Stretching the indigo haired woman cracked her back, arms, and knees. A silent contented sigh left her as she snatched up her phone and headed for the kitchen. Dropping the phone on the counter she stopped long enough to pull her shoes off and throw them back toward the door. Picking up the little silver device again Syria started scrolling through her messages absently. There were plenty of messages from Fury, a couple from Tony, a couple from Natasha, and surprisingly one from Steve. All of the mess ages from Fury were along the same line but the others were different. The messages were as follows:

9:30 p.m. "That was not a proper debriefing. Get your magical ass back here now." - NF

9:45 p.m. "Where the hell are you, Rookwood?! I told you to get your ass back here for a proper debriefing! I want you here in less than five or I'm sending agents - NF

9:50 p.m. "That's it. I'm sending in agents to come and get you." -NF

9:50 p.m. "Hey, Syria what did you do to piss Fury off so bad? He is storming around demanding that someone find out where you live. It's kind of creepy actually. Please text me back" - Natasha

10:00 p.m. "Rook what's up? Haven't heard from you in a while just wanted to see how my competitor was doing. That and Fury is breathing down my neck about trying to find you. Call me." - Tony

Syria placed her hand on the side of her head as she stared at her phone. Trust Tony to come up with a stupid nickname out of her last name. If anything she had fully expected him to suddenly start calling her "Bird Brain" or something like that. Shaking her head she scrolled down to the next message, this one from Fury.

10:30 p.m. "Rookwood! Get your ass back to the Helicarrier! I'm tired of waiting for you to show up on your own!" - NF

10:45 p.m. "Syria, seriously, you need to text me back. Fury is still totally pissed at you. I can't help you wheedle your way out of this if you don't talk to me about it. Please." - Natasha

11:00 p.m. "Hello? I think I have this thing working. I hope that this will be reaching the appropriate person. By the appropriate person I mean Syria Aleran Rookwood. I have been told to inform you that your presence is strongly requested on the Helicarrier immediately. Thank you." - Steve Rodgers.

11:26 p.m. "Hey, Princess. You do realize that I was expecting you to call me, right?" - Tony

11:45 p.m. "Syria Aleran Rookwood, get your ass back to the Helicarrier right now. I'm done asking you; I'm downright ordering you. Now!" - NF

12:00 a.m. "If you decided to ignore all of my other messages don't you dare ignore this one. We have captured Loki. I need you here to help analyze him and his magic. I want you here in less than five." - NF

That last message was received only moments before she woke up. Then she re-read the message. Her phone slipped from her nerveless fingers at the second sentence. They captured Loki? How? The last time she had seen him was when they had spoken in the sewer. Then again that was the only time she had ever really seen him. Shaking her head she slowly picked up the silver device and typed back a quick response. Leaning against the counter Syria ran a hand through her hair. There was no avoiding them all now. Sighing silently the indigo haired woman quickly sent out messages to Tony, Natasha, Steve and Fury.

Without waiting for a reply form any of them she used a couple of re runes to change into something more combat appropriate. Now she was wearing a long sleeved shirt it two shades of dark red that had cut out designs on the front as well as a high collar, her corset like vest but now it was made of a really flexible metal-like material, black leather pants, knee high blood red boots with black accents, a dark red sash around her waist, her black and red bracers, and several black belts with red buckles. There were three of each on her arms and one around her neck. The overall appearance was brought together by her hair, now out of it's usual floor length braid. Instead the back was all pulled up into a high ponytail at the top of her head. The rest cascaded down her back in indigo waves. Taking a deep breath she slipped her phone into the hidden pocket if her corset before allowing herself to fade from her apartment. When she reappeared she was on the bridge of the Helicarrier. Natasha, Fury, Steve, Tony, Bruce and someone who simply had to be Thor were waiting for her. Fury, as predicted was the first to speak.

"About time you got here. We have been trying to contact you for the last couple hours. Where have you been?" the bald man asked, clearly furious.

"I was asleep actually so I couldn't answer my phone," Syria signed out, looking a little irritated, "What do you need me here for exactly?"

"We captured Loki in Stuttgart. We need you to find a way to seal off his magic so he can't do any damage. It would also be nice if you could help these two smart people find the Tesseract." Fury said, folding his arms across his chest.

"I'll help with the second plan but I will not help you seal away a magic user's magic. It is the life blood of a sorcerer and should not be contained." Syria replied shooting the dark man a defiant look.

"Why you-!" Fury was cut off by Thor, who simply held out his hand.

"How do you know about magic, Mortal? I thought magic was non-existent on Midguard." Thor said, looking at the indigo haired woman in surprise.

"Magic has always been here, Thor, people just didn't really know how to tap into it. Besides I have been trained by some of the strongest magic users in the world in all forms of magic. Magic is practically my life so I won't try to take that away from another magic user." she replied with a shrug.

Thor nodded at her but Fury growled when the God stepped back. She merely smiled at him before walking over to Bruce. The skittish doctor looked at her like she was going to try and provoke him but she merely smiled and held out her hand. A little surprised the brunette took her hand and shook it. Giving him another smile she walked over to Tony and punched him in the arm. When he started whining she threatened to hit him again. Surprisingly that was enough to shut the man up. After that she walked over to Steve and held out her hand. He just looked at her for a second, almost like a deer in the headlights, before he finally took her hand. Giving him a bright smile she gave him a firm shake that any man, especially a soldier, could be proud of and he smiled back. After nodding at Natasha she turned back to the two scientists.

"So, you boys ready to get to work?" she asked, clapping her hands together like an over enthusiastic child.

"Let's find us a Glowing Cube of Mass Destruction!" Tony cheered as he started walking out of the room.

"I wouldn't call it that but I agree. Let's go." Bruce said, shooting Syria a tentative smile.

Giving a cheeky wave at Fury and the others still in the room the bluenette practically skipped out of the room after the two men. Fury pinched the bridge of his nose as the door slid closed. Natasha suppressed a laugh at the other woman's antics but she totally understood where she was coming from. There had to be a way to make light of a situation like this somehow and it seemed that the person to find it was Syria. It was actually kind of funny. Normally people would say that Tony was the person to make light of a tense situation but sometimes he only made it worse. Unfortunately for Thor and Steve this concept was totally lost on them. They just sat there for a few seconds looking confused.

Steve shrugged after a moment and went back to reading his little book. Thor, on the other had, continued staring at the door for a few more seconds. Eventually he just shook his head and turned toward the window. He had a strange feeling about the young woman but decided not to say anything. Rolling his shoulders the blond God let the thought go in favor of thinking about his brother. He knew that there was something off with Loki but as soon as Syria had appeared something had changed in his eyes. It was a little concerning to the blond but not as much as the odd blue glow that seemed to be present in his eyes. To be honest it seemed that the glow had actually faded a bit, only to be replaced by the normal green of his brother's magic. It was strange but a welcome kind of strange. Thor sighed softly, wondering just what was going on with his little brother.

Me: Yes, I gave Steve a phone. I find it funny to try and see him work modern technology. Hope I made it work. Please click that lovely little button at the bottom and tell me. Thanks!