I do not own The Avengers, Avengers Belongs to Marvel.
I do own Victoria Barstow.
"If she isn't navy, then isn't this supposed to be a FBI case?"
I was handcuffed to a desk, spinning side to side on the chair, looking like I wasn't paying attention to my surrounds, but I was.
"She was next to our crime scene, so until we identify who, and where she came from, then we will see what we are going to do with her..." A man with silver hair said walking behind his desk.
"Why isn't she in an interrogation room boss?" A man with brown hair asked the man with the silver hair.
"Because she is under 17, and has no guardian..."
"Can we talk to her?" A man asked.
"If you want..." The man with silver hair said walked off.
I watched him as he walked off. I watched him as he walked up the stairs behind me.
"Why'd she have to be handcuffed to my desk...?" The man with dark brown hair asked the man with the lighter brown hair.
The man with the light brown hair shrugged his shoulders.
"Hey... Kid," The man with the dark hair shouted over to me, sat on a desk.
"Yes?" I asked.
"What's your name?" The man with the light brown hair asked.
The man with the dark brown hair gave a small slap to the man with the light brown hair.
"Victoria..." I replied.
"Victoria?" The man with the dark brown hair asked.
"Barstow... And yours?"
"Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo... Tony..." He replied.
"And the other guy?" I asked.
"Agent Timothy McGee... Tim, or Timmy... or McGoogle... or any other nickname you want..."
"Tony!" Tim said.
"What?" He asked.
Tony turned his back to me, and mimed out to look me up on the database, and turned back to me.
"So, where you from?" Tony asked.
"England," I replied starting to spin on the chair again.
"No..." Tony said stopping the chair.
I looked at him.
"My desk..." Tony replied.
"He's very protective over his desk, I wouldn't worry Victoria," Tim replied.
"I thought you were supposed to be doing something techy..." Tony said looking over at him.
I got up, and tried to walk over to Tim, to see what he was doing, but the handcuffs stopped me. They grazed my wrist.
"I hate handcuffs..." I sulked as I said back down on the chair with a thump.
"Here," Tony said passing me his mobile.
"... Thanks?" I said slightly confused.
"Play on it,"
"I have my own Mobile... And I could possibly hack this..."
Tony took back his mobile.
"You're too young to hack..." Tony said sort of hugging his mobile.
"I'm 17..."
"You look younger... In a good way..."
"How old do I look?" I asked.
-"15,"-
-"13,"- Tony and Tim said together.
"Gibbs!" I girl with Black hair tied up in pig rails walked into the room.
"Just missed him, he went up to see Vance about her," Tony said pointing at me.
"Her has a name, and I told you it!" I replied.
"Oh you're the kid who walked through someone! It's all over the news!" The girl said.
I slammed my head on the desk repeatedly.
"Hey!" Tony piped up.
"Wha~t..." I asked keeping my head on the desk.
"Stop it!" Tony said.
"Ok..." I said as I carried on slamming my head on the desk.
I felt myself slip off of the chair. I saw myself under the desk.
I curled into a ball under the desk.
"She just..." I heard Tony say.
"Hey..." I heard a voice said.
I looked to see the girl with the black hair crawling under the desk with me.
"Hi..." I replied.
"What's your name?" She asked.
"Victoria..."
"Abby!" She replied cheerfully.
"Hi..."
"Are you two quite comfy down there?" I heard a voice said.
"Hi Gibbs! I found where the bullet came from!" Abby said jumping out from under the desk.
"Ok Abs. Tony, take the child-"
"Victoria," Abby interrupted Gibbs.
Gibbs looked at Abby.
"Her name is Victoria," Abby carried on.
"Take Victoria to an interrogation room, her father is here," He said going behind his desk, grabbing his coat, badge and gun, and walked to the elevator.
I sat on a chair in a rectangle room with grey walls. There was a TV on the wall opposite the door.
I sat opposite a mirror like window. I had guessed that was the observation room.
There was a chair next to me, for the supposed father. I was trying to think who would be my supposed father; all I could think of was Tony.
But I was also wondering how the going through objects would be explained, and what they would do to me.
I heard the door open, I looked to see the silver haired man, who everyone called 'Gibbs' walk in followed by...
Loki?!
He wasn't wearing his armour, but instead a black suit, with a white shirt, a black tie, a green and gold patterned scarf and a long black coat. His hair was brushed back like normal, but a little more neater.
He looked at me, as he sat down.
"Hi... Dad..." I said sheepishly.
"How long would my daughter have to stay here?" Loki asked Gibbs.
"Until we know whether she is connected to our dead guy downstairs, and if she isn't, then she can be let go," Gibbs said sorting through a file he laid out on the table.
Gibbs sat opposite me, with his back to the mirrored window.
I looked at the files and photo's as he laid them out neatly on the table.
He took one of the photos and held him one up to me.
"Do you know him?" Gibbs asked.
The photo looked like an ID card photo enlarged. On it was a man with bark brown navel cut hair, and brown eyes.
"No... I don't..." I replied.
"You?" Gibbs asked Loki.
"I'm sorry, no," Loki replied gracefully.
"Ok then... What about... him," Gibbs said going through the files, and pulling out another picture.
This enlarged video footage screenshot was another man, he looked foreign. He had black hair; I could barely make out his face.
"No..." I shook my head.
Gibbs looked at Loki.
"No," Loki replied.
"Ok..." Gibbs replied gathering up the files.
"Can we go now?" Loki asked.
The door opened. I saw Tim.
"Urm... Boss... You have a call in MTAC..." He said.
Gibbs looked at me, and then Loki.
"I need you to stay." Gibbs said to Loki. "McGee take them to the conference room," Gibbs said slightly annoyed.
Gibbs walked out the room.
"Would you like to follow me please," Tim said.
I got up out of my chair and walked to the door. Loki grabbed my arm.
"You ok?" He asked.
"Yes... Dad..." I replied slightly angered that he was making me call him that.
I pulled my arm out of his grasp and walked off. Tim looked at me as I walked off, and then waited for Loki to walk out of the interrogation room before shutting the door and following me and Loki.
I walked in the conference room, followed by Loki.
A girl with long, dark brown hair was already sat in the room.
"This is Special Agent Ziva David, she'll be keeping an eye on you," Tim said.
"Thanks..." I replied. Tim walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
"You can call me Ziva," She said.
"Hi..." I replied sitting down in a chair, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Could I have a drink?" I asked Ziva.
"Sure, I'll be right back, don't leave," She said before leaving the room. Once the door had shut I turned to Loki.
"Ok! What the hell are you doing?!"
"The only way you are getting out of here is via me..."
"No! No way! I am not going with you!"
"Then I'll kill you..."
"... LOL! NOPE!" I ran to the door, opened it, and ran out the room.
I ran down the corridor.
"Her father looked nothing like her," Tim said to Tony.
"I know, perhaps she's adopted..." Tony said pressing keys on his keyboard.
I ran up to Tony's desk out of breath.
"You're supposed to be in the conf-"
"He's not my dad..." I said interrupting Tim.
"Who is he then? Do you know him?!" Tim asked.
"He's a Frost Giant, and adopted brother of-"
"Victoria, stop bothering these people, and come back to the conference room," Loki said walking towards me.
"No! No way!" I said moving round behind Tony who was sat at his desk.
"Hey!" Gibbs shouted from the balcony.
I looked up to him.
"Kid," Gibbs said to me. He looked at me, and I slowly crept behind Tony, towards the staircase. I hissed at Loki, then ran up the stairs.
"Yes?" I asked.
Gibbs walking into a door and held it open. I walked in the room. I walked down the stairs first noticing the large TV like screen. I looked to see Nick sitting at his desk at S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Oh dear..." I said to myself as I came to the end of the stairs.
"Hi... Nick..." I said to him.
"I've briefed Special Agent Gibbs and Director Vance on the situation," Nick began. I looked around to see a Black man standing next to Gibbs.
"Is Loki there now?" Nick asked.
"Urm... Yeah... He is... He might have gone by now... I don't know though..." I replied.
"I'll have someone come collect you as soon as possible from NCIS,"
"How long will that be Director Fury?" Gibbs interrupted him.
"I don't know at the moment, we have had a break in, and that is on my priority list at the moment. In the mean time, I want you not to leave the building under any circumstances!" Nick carried on.
"Kay..." I said playing on my mobile.
And hand came next to me, and took my mobile off of me.
"Pay attention," Gibbs said.
"Ok..."
"And another thing, don't use your-"
"Yeah, yeah, don't go walking through things in public! Anything else?" I impatiently.
"Not at the moment. Do you have S.H.I.E.L.D's number on your mobile?" Nick asked.
"I don't know... I had it taken off of-"
Gibbs held my mobile in front of my face.
I went through my contacts.
"Yep!" I lied.
"Ok then. And Director Vance, Special Agent Gibbs, thank you for your co-operation," Nick said before hanging up.
"Ok... That wasn't weird at all..." I said.
"Gibbs, I am putting her under you're charge,"
"Well thanks Leon, just what I need while I am in the middle of an investigation..." Gibbs replied.
Vance looked around.
"Find her first..." Vance said as he walked up the stairs to the exit.
A/N: I hope whomever is reading this, that you enjoyed it! :D
