Chapter 4:
SAM'S POV:
Loki is ripped from my hand and I cry again. The stupid agents don't care about him. They roughly shove him into a large glass prison cell. And then there's me, the outlier of the situation. No one knows whether to keep me captive because I'm a villain, or let me go because I'm a civilian. I guess they settled on keeping me, because they hand cuff me and leave.
"Yeah and this does what?!" I hiss. If they were trying to stop me from making a mess, they did a crappy job.
Now that we're unattended, I go over to the cell.
"This sucks." I say to Loki.
"Yeah.. It does." He replies, his face stolid.
"I'm really sorry." I mutter.
"Sam you have done nothing to be sorry about. In fact, you've done nothing to deserve this situation. Go tell them you are no threat and just leave." Loki says.
"I'm not going anywhere big guy." I smile.
"Now let me just do something about these cuffs." I grin, and swing my arms under my legs, bringing my shackled hands to the front of my body.
"Dang! These are mighty fancy." I laugh.
Sneakily, I dart over to the control panel that operated Loki's "bin" and my electronic handcuffs. I locate a release button and the cuffs fall to the floor.
"That was lucky." I giggle and look for the button that let's my lovely free.
Hmm. There's a drop button, a lock, a shut, another release. I take a chance and press the release. The door slides open.
"Yes!" I huff and run into the cell and hug Loki.
Then it shuts again. My face drops into an angry frown. If glares could kill, Fury would be dead by now.
"I figured you should be in there instead." He says plainly.
LOKI'S POV:
"Just let her go Fury." I order.
"No, sorry I can't. She's a threat now. As well as you. Call off the invasion." Fury says now with a slight hint of sarcasm.
"No, sorry he can't." Sam retorts.
I tuck her under my arm. The darling girl I'm still surprised loves me back is in captivity with me.
"I can't unless you let us go to the scene." I inform him.
"Whatever you need." Fury says rolling his eyes.
He stalks away, somewhat agitated, but I don't care. I don't even care about the invasion that I should be commanding. I'm just not who I was two days ago. It's silly, I know, but Sam's changed me. And now I can't imagine life without her.
"When this is all over, what's gonna happen?" Sam whines.
"If I get my way, I'll be the ruler of Midguard." I smile.
"Snazzy! So I get to be ruler-ette? What's a king without a queen right?" she giggles.
"Yeah, of course." I grin and hug the laughing girl.
Just then the Avengers barge in. They surround the cell.
"We're going." Steve barks.
Thor carefully approaches the door.
"Sam, we're going to make a break right past him, okay?" I whisper into her ear.
She nods and I take her hand. The door slides open, and we step to the back of the "cage".
"Don't play games, brother." Thor growls.
"TAG YOUR IT!" Sam laughs, as she taps Thor on our way past.
We made it out and found an exit.
"Now what?!" she says, excitement bubbling in her eyes.
"Jump!" I yell as we fall out of the plane.
Her scream is enough to curdle blood. The free-fall takes seconds, and we're approaching the water. I don't know whaat I was thinking. We hit hard, and her cry is hard for me to hear, but I scoop her up and we swim to the shore, which was actually not too far away. Well… not as far as it could've been.
"You're an idiot!" Sam gasps as she swims along side me.
"I know."
We swim until we can't move. The shore is so close now, maybe two yards away. I think about the fun we could have if we make it out of this alive. It inspires me to swim for the last yards, dragging Sam behind.
"That was fun." She pants, gasping for air.
"I think we have different ideas of fun, darling." I laugh and shove her a little.
Sam gets to her feet and helps me up. Staggering towards civilization, we talk and laugh and trip over our own feet. It's perfect. She's perfect. We're perfect, together.