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Chapter Three

God, he, Bruce, and Wade would probably bring the massive carrier down within the hour.

Glancing at the still flushing captain, I lifted a shoulder, "Looks like you and I are gonna have our hands full, Cap."

Lips pursed, he observed the others and sighed, "I think you're right."

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The interior of the flying-boaty thing as Wade and I had taken to calling it was far more hi-tech than anything I had ever seen before. And Xavier had some pretty sweet shit in the lower levels of the mansion. Every hall, every room, was bright, to the point of glowing, filled with gadgets and monitors; I had never seen so many people on tablets or working with holograms in my life. Everyone was on high alert and more than one person was barking out orders to subordinates. Nat included.

Granted, she tended to bark at most people.

"This is some intense shit," I noted, glancing up at Logan as he continued to puff away on his cigar. He chewed on the stogie, glancing down at me with furrowed brows.

"What'd you think we were getting into, Lu?"

"Well, I always knew about SHIELD, but do you really think I wanted to get anywhere near the inside of one of their secret facilities after all the crap they pulled on me with Peter?" I queried skeptically, "hell no, dude. Not to mention, the ones I did go into weren't full of agents preparing for battle."

"Times change, Lu," Logan replied, a smirk tugging at his lips, "and there's a first time for everything."

"God, do not let him hear you say 'first time,'" I whispered, eyes flashing toward the red-clad merc in slight alarm, "made that mistake once and," I shuddered, "fuck, was it haunting."

"There's a lotta shit you shouldn't do or say around Wilson," Logan agreed with a snort, putting his cigar out on his palm with the slightest of winces and tucking it in his pocket. Draping an arm over my shoulders, he tugged me to his side. "Thought you knew by now? Stickin' with me's your best option."

"True," I conceded, elbowing him playfully and resting my head on his shoulder, "don't let him hear you say that either, though."

"Hear you say what? Ooh, is it cuddle time? When's my turn? I demand a turn, Lu-Lu! I wanna rub all up on you, too."

"He's not rubbing all up on me, Wade," I rolled my eyes, screwing my face into a grimace as he shook his head adamantly, "and you won't, either. We got work to do, shit to stop, heads to bust."

"Sounds like my kinda party," Wade rubbed his gloved hands together, skipping to my free side and wrapping his arms around my waist. Resting his head on my shoulder, and, subsequently Logan's hand, he shrieked as the Wolverine unsheathed his claws and dug them into the merc's shoulder.

I didn't particularly appreciate the blood splattering on my shoulder, but, honestly, it could have - and had been before - far worse than that. We were a blood and guts kind of trio, after all.

"Everything sounds like your kind of party," he grumbled, offering Steve an innocent look and sheathing the metal blades when the captain shot a questioning glance over his shoulder, "kinda the opposite of this guy, I think."

"Leave him alone," I chided, "guy's from the forties - and hasn't had time to adjust," I continued before Logan could utter a word about his time in World War II, "he's not used to any of this, or any of us."

"No one's used to any of us," Logan retorted, ruffling my hair and releasing me as we reached a set of sliding doors. His chocolate eyes slipped to Wade and he shook his head, "Especially not that jackass."

"I resemble that remark."

Entering the command center of the flying-boaty thing, Natasha led us among the dozens of consoles, straight up to a tall black man in a leather trench coat. His back was to us, but there was no doubt who it was.

Ugh, Nick-fucking-Fury.

With all the runaround I had gotten over the years with Peter, it was no surprise that I disliked the director of SHIELD. It was a wise choice, sending Coulson after me; if Fury himself had come waltzing through the mansion doors, I would have denied him outright. He was a pain in my ass and a brash, unfriendly douche to boot.

"Captain Rogers," he inclined his head, accepting a ten Steve proffered and shooting Wade a pointed glower when he made a sexual remark.

Though, since when were Wade's remarks anything but?

"Dr. Banner, welcome aboard." It was with the utmost reluctance that Bruce shook the director's hand. He rounded on the X-Men in the group, eyeing us all before offering me a polite grin and a hand, "Ms. Quill, good to see you again."

"Likewise."

Though neither of us believed it, we didn't comment. Instead, Fury greeted Wade and Logan before returning his attention to me, "I'm glad you decided to join us. We could use all the help we could get."

"Funny the rest of the X-Men aren't here, then," Logan noted drily, glancing around apathetically at the bustling agents, "we'd get your demigod by nightfall."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," Fury replied with a frown, "this guy's more powerful than you could imagine. That, and the only ones Xavier could spare at the moment were you three."

"Two," Wade held up four fingers, "I'm not with them. Only occasionally. And only if this sexy fox is around." He gestured toward Logan, causing the pair of us to roll our eyes.

Fury pinned me with a one-eyed glower, silently chastising me for bringing along the infuriating merc, but didn't argue. Instead, he ignored Wade altogether and rolled his shoulders, "I trust you all read up on Loki and the Tesseract? If not-," he glanced pointedly at Wade, who looked away innocently, "Agent Hill can get you up to speed. We have no idea where he is now, but we hope to get a lead on him soon. Dr. Banner, that's where you come in."

The scientist shifted uncomfortably, twisting his hands together and glancing to and fro, "Sure, yeah. That's the only place I come in, right?"

"Of course, Doctor," Fury nodded immediately, "you're here as a consultant only, as I've already assured you."

"Yeah, well, I take assurances like that with a grain of salt," he replied and I couldn't help but snort, offering him a fervent nod in return. SHIELD was nothing if not full of users, Fury the biggest user of them all. "But we should start with spectrometers. Do you have any calibrated to look for the Tesseract?"

"We don't have any."

Bruce frowned, as if to say, well there's your problem, and simply pursed his lips, "Right, well, there are research labs all over the world with spectrometers. If we use them, we should be able to locate the Tesseract fairly quickly."

Fury turned to the redheaded assassin and cast her a nodding glance, "Set Dr. Banner up in the lab. Contact as many research facilities as you can, requesting access to their spectrometers."

Nat looked Bruce up and down, offering him a dangerous smirk and gesturing for him to follow her, "C'mon, Doc; trust me, you're gonna love the lab we have set up. It's got all the toys."

Bruce waved nervously at the rest of us before following her from the room. Honestly, he probably would've been safer with us; Nat had her eye on him, that much was obvious, and she wasn't one to let go too easily.

Rounding on Fury, I quirked a brow and queried, "My brother's files?"

"Right to the point, Ms. Quill, as always, I see," he replied, clasping his hands behind his back and jerking his head toward Agent Coulson. He walked alongside me as we made our way over, Wade and Logan trailing after us.

"Do you?" Wade muttered, a hand over one eye and rounding on Logan, who simply shook his head and sent me a pleading frown.

"Everything we have on your brother's disappearance, as promised," Phil announced with a grin as we reached him, extending the manila folder in his grasp. He didn't even reprimand me as I eagerly snatched it from him, tearing into it like a child on Christmas.

Dropping myself into an open seat - well, open once I'd shimmied enough to knock the irritated agent out of his chair, my heart throbbed at the sight of my older brother. It was aged, faded, but still showed his cheesy smile clear as day. I stroked his cheek before moving onto the first page of the document.

Name: Quill, Peter Jason

Aged: 10

Last Known Location: Mercy Hospital, Des Moines, Iowa

Date of Disappearance: July 15th, 1988

PETER JASON QUILL, last seen by his sister, LUNA MAE QUILL, was abducted by unknown assailants on July 15th, 1988. Investigation by local police concluded that he may have been taken by his father, whose identity is also unknown. Relatives of QUILL's mother, SARAH JEAN QUILL, were unable to provide the name of QUILL's father and the investigation was closed soon after.

Interviews with LUNA MAE QUILL, aged 8, were largely ignored by police and family. She claimed that she followed her brother out of the hospital after their mother's death in time to see a large, blue and orange aircraft emit a "blinding white light" and lift her brother from the ground. PETER was then taken into the craft, which then disappeared.

SHIELD investigation led by AGENT PEGGY CARTER determined that QUILL was abducted by unknown beings from an unknown planet, likely outside of the Milky Way.

"Well obviously," I growled, flipping angrily to the next page. Anyone who had ever listened to the words that had spewed from my mouth - and believed me - would know that he had been abducted by aliens. I had seen it. No way that ship was Earth-based.

Screw Peggy Carter and her lack of answers.

Those pages were old, though, and as I continued on into the folder, I found a newer, crisper one dated within a week of the alien-related incident in New Mexico. Crestfallen, I scanned the document and felt myself grow angrier with Coulson and Fury as I read.

The words filled only a quarter of the page and I cursed.

With the discovery of subjects THOR and LOKI in New Mexico, the investigation of PETER JASON QUILL will be reopened. Interviews with DR. JANE FOSTER, DARCY LEWIS, and DR. ERIK SELVIG reveal that THOR is from a "realm" known only as ASGARD. The location of ASGARD is unknown at this time, though it could be the current location of QUILL. Further discussions must be had with THOR, though DR. FOSTER revealed she does not know when he will return to Earth. The investigation is halted for now.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Slamming the folder onto the desk and upending the agent's cup of coffee onto his keyboard, I rose to my feet, hackles standing on end as I rounded on Fury. Coulson eyed him rather nervously, though he remained by his side without a word.

Fury seemed unfazed, hands clasped behind his back and I stalked dangerously toward him. Logan called out my name in warning, but rage filled me and I seethed, "That's all I fucking get? I come all this way here, promise to help you defeat this Loki bastard and all I get is a page and a half of shit I already knew?!"

"You can't tell me you knew about Asgard," Fury replied, quirking a dark brow and offering me a wry smile.

An arm caught mine before I could land the punch that I threw at the dick's smug face and I rounded on the Captain, snarling dangerously, "Let me go, Cap."

He refused, his jaw set, though his brow furrowed and his disconcerted gaze fell on Fury, querying, "There's nothing else you know about her brother?"

"Not at the moment," Fury replied with a shrug, turning from me and approaching the vast windows, his back to the rest of us, "if Thor were here, we may know more, but, as of now, all we have is what's in that folder. Unfortunate as that is."

"Fuck this," Logan grumbled, snuffing out his cigar on the nearest console, "Lu, let's get outta here. They can handle this shit on their own."

"Unless you also have a mutation that enables you to grow wings, I'm afraid that's not going to happen, Mr. Howlett," Coulson noted, though he seemed far more genuinely apologetic than his boss. He even went as far as to offer me a sympathetic frown. "We're airborne and have no intention of sending out any aircraft until we find Loki's coordinates."

Logan growled, unsheathing his claws and leveling them at Coulson; the move had the agents drawing their weapons, but the immortal couldn't care less; his lip curled and his dark eyes flashed to me for a moment. He questioned me silently, and I chewed on my lip, torn.

Let him go for Coulson and take on the rest of the flying-boaty thing, or keep him safe?

Wade, who had been surprisingly silent throughout the exchange, pointed at Logan and ordered sharply, "Wolvie, sick 'em!"

He jogged to my side, shoving Cap out of the way and looping an arm around my waist. Without a word, he slung me over his shoulders like an undignified sack of potatoes and announced loudly, "If someone doesn't point us to the fucking gym in the next three seconds, I will unleash this psycho little monster on all of you and I swear to God she will tear this fucking place apart! You will all be blood and guts and she'll rip off your balls and shove them-"

"Two floors down, Level C, far end of the east hall!" cried an agent, his eyes wild and his hands cupping his balls, shuffling away as though I'd already torn them off.

Though, compared to Wade, I was far calmer, I couldn't help but pin Fury with a vicious glower and vow, "I'm not helping you do shit. You lied to me. I expected more; something - anything - more than I already knew. This is bullshit, Fury. Bullshit."

"You say that now, Ms. Quill, but when the time comes and it's us against Loki, you're going to help us."

I didn't turn my glare from him as Wade toted me easily from the command center, Logan remaining behind, likely to give the SHIELD director a piece of his mind. When they were out of sight, I pressed my face to Wade's back and allowed a few tears to fall. His steps faltered only momentarily when he heard me sniffle, but he continued on and commented cheerfully, "I'm pretty sure half those asshats pissed themselves when you went for One-Eyed Willy, Lu-Lu."

"He fucking lied to me, Wade," I hissed, allowing my chin to bounce uncomfortably against the smooth, leather sheaths on his back, "I thought they knew. I thought he could tell me where he was. What happened. If he's alive."

"Want me to slit his throat in his sleep?" he queried, turning his head and resting his chin on my ass, "nah, not slow enough for a douche like him. How 'bout I tie him up - naked, of course; I know how you like that - outside and take pieces off of him every couple hours? Or if this thing has a periscope, stick it up his ass and then cut pieces off of him?"

A laugh escaped me and I swatted his ass in reprimand; he halted, sticking his own out and muttering, "Ooh yeah, baby, one more time."

Scoffing, I rolled his eyes and queried, "Put me down?"

"Only if you promise to march back in there and tear them all to shreds," Wade ordered, "even Captain Abs out there. No exceptions."

"Right," I laughed; he squatted, allowing me to land on my feet and catching my waist as I reeled, the blood rushing back from my head.

"I knew you'd fall for me one of these days, Lu-Lu," he giggled, his grin obvious beneath his mask, "now, it's time for you to go kill 'em all."

"I think they might need One-Eyed Willy to lead the charge, Wade," I sighed, stepping out of his grasp only for him to catch my hand and tilt his head to one side. The seriousness of his tone took me by surprise and I could only stare at him as he assured me, "We'll find out what happened to your brother, Lu-Lu. I promise."

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