There must be something magical with motorcycles, the way they made me feel free was just unbelievable. I let my black Harley Davidson accelerated a little more as I smiled for the feeling of freedom and happiness. I just couldn´t stand been in the avengers tower; everyone looking at me like I was some kind of traitor, even Darcy who wouldn´t even look at me. The only one who treated me like a human was Dr. Banner, he was actually really interested in my specialization and he even talked to me about his work with gamma and his accident, also he was the only one who knew about the scar in my forehead, but I didn´t tell him how I got it, and he was really comprehensive about it. Probably that´s why they weren´t looking for me, he must have told them that was just some childish impulse and I would come back after a couple of hours, which was the true.

That morning, when I entered to the dining room Jane, Darcy, and Thor were whispering about something and in the moment I came in they shut up. That´s it I thought, I left the dining room and escaped from the tower, I took a cab and went back to my loft to get my Harley Davidson, and I had been driving it ever since. Four days, I had been four fucking days and everyone –except Bruce- were treating me like the bad guy, Steve used to be the exception but when two days ago I had made a light bulb explode to scare him a little, he freaked out and got really mad with me. He thought I was just like Loki, they all did.

I headed to the avengers´ headquarters after driving for a while. When I arrived - I managed to put my Harley in Stark´s privet parking lot- Nick Fury was waiting for me in front the elevator, with his arms closed. OH,oh

"Doctor Morgan"

"Nick" I smirked

"First of all, you must address to me as Agent Fu-"

"Yeah, titles are extremely important to you, and so is your 5 o clock´ black tea"

He raised an eyebrow confused

"You have a stain on your shirt, which means you drank it in a hurry, my bad, and by the way I know you don´t like it, but there is a reason you're doing it, so who´s the lucky lady?"

He was shocked for a couple of seconds, until someone behind me laughed. It was Banner, and Stark was beside him.

"I told you she had a gift." Banner said proudly, like he was talking about a daughter.

"Yeah, well in that case you can stop profiling me, and start working in your interview which is in two hours"

"what!" That was so unfair, you can´t just visit Loki expecting to get all the answers to your questions, you need preparation, a plan of attack and Fury knew that.

"What you heard, go with agent Romanov, she will give you the list of questions that need to be answered by him, you can take sessions you need, but we need to start right know"

"Yeah, I will take you" Stark said to my surprise. Banner came as well. We entered in the elevator Fury was blocking some minutes ago and pressed the number , someone was an Atheist. And while the elevator was lifting he said

"By the way, hiding your Harley in my privet parking lot, so not cool, Jarvis notified it to me as soon as you left the place, but don´t worry we can use an extra piece"

I peered at him

"What?"

"You are suddenly been nice to me, why?"

"I don´t know, I think I´m starting to like you"

"So, you feel identified with me?" I laughed

"I never said that" He said defensively

"No but you meant it. Come on; proud, smart, attractive, proud, a little insane, you totally identify with me"

He just smirked to let me know he agreed.

The elevator opened and we entered to a room with a gigantic window, New York could be appreciated with no problem form there, the view must be beautiful at night. There were also some couch and a drinking bar at the end of the place. This was a huge living room. Sited in one couch was Natasha Romanov, alias Black Widow. The rest of the avengers -except Banner and Stark of course- were with her, they were talking and as soon as the doors of the elevator opened all of the avengers in the couches shut up. Here we go I thought.

All of them stared at me, defensively. I pretended I didn´t care and directed to agent Romanov

"So… are you gonna give me the questions or what?"

"Excuse me?" She asked offended

"Fury said you had the list of things I had to figure out in the interview that will be in about two hours" I said as if I was asking for the weather "So do you have them?"

"Yes, I´ll tell you in the jet" She said coldly

"Jet? How far is it?"

"Far" Hawkeye said as he stood up to finish the conversation. Natasha started walking and the rest of the avengers followed them. Stark shook his head in Natasha´s direction as if to say let´s go.

I followed them until we were in Stark´s privet parking lot. When we passed by my Harley Davidson Steve frowned his forehead and asked

"Stark, did you just buy a motorcycle?"

"No, that one´s mine" I said, and he turned around with his forehead still frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but Thor interrupted him

"This is exactly what I mean" He pointed at me with his left arm "How can we trust someone that does whatever she wants, whenever she wants"

"Well, do you trust me?" Tony stepped in

"Yes but…"

"Then, you can trust her" I couldn´t believe he was actually defending me. Good, at least I had the support of two of them, too bad it would not last. Stupid plan.

We arrived to the jet and just some minutes later we were over New York. There was an awkward moment when everyone was quiet, until Tony looked at me and said from his sit

"Nice outfit"

"Thanks" I was wearing a white v-shirt, a motorcycle jacket, jeans and large, black boots with laces and high heels. I always wore those boots and a leather jacket. Well, with always I mean the last two years. After my comment was a large pause that Natasha used to direct to me

"So, what we need you to do is get into Loki´s head. We need to know why he came back to Earth; the reason he let him get arrested, what´s his next move, who´s with him and find out a way we can stop him"

"Anything else?" I asked while I made mental notes

"Yes" Steve said "Figure out if this has something to do with the teseract" I nodded again, if only they knew what was about happen.

A couple of hours later, we were in the jail they had talked me about. It was large, but it only had one floor, as soon as we entered I knew why it was. There was an elevator, Nick Fury and Natasha guided us and when we entered, Fury wrote a combination of numbers is a panel, 5601, and then used the eye scanner. The elevator went down, the prison was underground.

We were going lower, and lower and lower. When we the doors opened I sigh with relief, I thought for a second I was going to suffer a nervous breakdown or something. The hallway we were walking in was totally white, even the floor was white, and the bright light was extremely strong, many of the avengers shut their eyes firmly and opened them again to get use to the new illumination. We turned right, then right again, and finally left.

"Now all of you follow me, except for your Doctor Morgan" Natasha ordered

"Why?" I asked, starting to panic for all the white around me, even the doors where of that color. Shit, Loki must have gone mad in here.

"Because we need you to feel confident enough at the interview" Fury assured

"In that case I want Bruce to come as well, he is the only one I trust" I ordered.

Natasha glanced at Fury, who seemed to be considerate the idea, and then nodded. Barton stepped forward, separating from the rest of the avengers. Natasha opened one of the doors in the hallway, and we were able to see a living room. It didn´t have a window but at least it wasn´t white like the rest of the place. They all entered, living Dr. Banner, Fury and me in the white hell. Fury opened the door on the other side where I could see a window showing an interrogation room, just like the TV shows. In the window I could see Loki sited on a chair looking directly to the crystal, to us.

"Take all the time you need Dr. Morgan" Fury encouraged me.

I swallowed. Seeing Loki after all this time was really crazy. I felt something funny in my chest and I though air was missing in my lungs lots of flashbacks started to invade my mind and I considered the idea of running away, but there was no turning back now. Oh shit, what was I doing? I felt guilty enough knowing I would somehow betray Banner, but betraying Loki… I would never forgive for that, but it was necessary. When I looked at Fury I noticed he was talking

"I'm sorry, what?"

"He said, I´m going with you" Natasha said. When had she come back? I was usually not this way, I hated the effect Loki had in me sometimes.

"ah…right" better that way, with Natasha I would keep my cool a little.