Hello again, my loves! School has really tangled me up and taken my time away but I'm finally able to post this chapter. If you find any spelling errors send me a PM to tell me about it. Thank you so much, Kittenshift17, for being my BETA! Enjoy and review pretty please!

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(E&RV)

I paced back and forth on the jet, my stomach knotting itself together. I could feel Loki's and Stark's eyes following me. I'm usually not nervous on planes but Loki's presence was driving me to distraction was driving me to distraction. I shivered, bringing my barely covered arms to my chest for warmth. I listened silently as Rogers and Stark murmured to each other near the cockpit.

"Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in." Steve's temper started to show. His back was becoming rigid as he spoke to Tony.

"Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury doesn't tell you. That girl for instance. Never knew she existed. And yet here she is, walking among us, right past Psycho over there and Fury didn't give anyone a warning that she was coming. Just dumped her right in along with us." He eyed me some more before returning to watching Loki.

"What I want to know is why Reindeer seems so interested in her. That's probably why Fury has her here."

I frowned, Fury shouldn't know that I had met Loki before this. I hadn't told anyone that I'd been involved in any way, shape or form with Loki because it was just going to be too much hassle to try and explain to them all how it was that I knew so much about everything going on in the Avenger's world right now. I didn't want to end up being interrogated about Loki's plans or the next move anyone would make since so far everything was following the movie to a T.

I started pacing again, what Stark had thought would most likely get back to the Director. Lightning flashed outside and thunder rolled, I dared a glance at Loki, he appeared mildly concerned.

"Where's this coming from?" Agent Romanov glanced around at the sky.

"What's the matter? Are you scared of a little lightning?" Steve said sarcastically. Why, Captain, I never thought you had it in you. I turned around to chew him out a bit (reasons unknown to myself). Stark caught the look I shot at Captain America as I prepared to chew him out and he opened his mouth to comment, his chestnut eyes darkening, when Loki replied.

"I'm not overly fond of what follows." Something hit the aircraft and I staggered as the jet jerked from the impact. It managed to steal Tony's attention from me. He and Steve did the only thing they could probably think of in a situation like this. They suited up. Iron Man punched a button and the hatch lowered. The wind tugged at my dress. I could feel it attempting to pull me out of the plane.

"What are you doing?" Captain America yelled. With a metallic ring Thor landed on the hatch and stood quickly. Good lord, he was even more appealing to the eyes in person than I had thought. Why didn't I think of how I would react to everyone sooner? I noticed Loki lean back slightly at the appearance of his adopted brother. Such hard feelings he must have for him. Iron Man raised his arm to fire but received a face full of Mjollnir, sending him flying back. I jumped to the side, trying to avoid getting hit by the iron suit and cried out as it slammed into my shoulder. It throbbed and stabbed in pain. Thor grabbed Loki by the shoulder and shoved him out of the plane, jumping after him.

"No, bring him back!" Psh, a waste of breath. Why would I want the guy back? It would be better if everything just disappeared. I wouldn't complain if I just disappeared from this entire scenario.

"Another Asgardian?" Agent Romanov yelled from the cockpit.

"Think that's a friendly?"

I snorted, "Probably."

Iron Man turned around, "Doesn't matter. If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost."

"Stark, we need a plan of attack!" I didn't have to wait long to hear one of Iron Mans most sarcastic remarks in the movie.

"I have a plan. Attack." With that he shot off. I took an involuntary step forward and instantly regretted it. The wind swept me up and dragged me out of the plane.

"Steve!" The wind whipped against my face and blew my hair back. The dress flapped madly. The sky was a blurred mixture of deep blue, purple, and black that had no name for itself. Nothing really captured the same look but it reminded me of the feathers of a raven's wing being hit with golden sunlight. The stars were glowing orbs like diamonds shining in a cave. The ground looked deceivingly soft, but anyone would know better. I screamed, much use as that would be. I tried to angle myself broad side so that I would have a slower fall at least a little but my god, the ground was coming up so fast. I would surely die on impact or be paralysed. My heart hammered in my chest from fear and I fought back the overwhelming urge to scream again. The breath was knocked out of my lungs as a hard chest slammed into me and a strong arm wrapped around my waist and another pulled for the parachute. I almost cried with relief as the parachute slowed us down and tilted us into a more upright position. The swirling stars stopped their dizzying dance as we closed in on the rocky ground below. Captain America dropped me a little ways away from where the fighting would be and I landed heavily on my bad arm, muffling another cry of pain. It felt like it was shattered.

His hands fluttered over me a second before grudgingly saying, "I have to go, are you alright?"

I nodded, waving him off. He would need to go save Tony from a hot headed demigod prince that was about to obliterate him. The super soldier gave me another grudging look before taking off running for the sounds of battle. I stood and assessed my surroundings. Thin, tall trees spotted the area where I stood on a rocky outcrop. Larger trees surrounding the clearing below. Argh, just wonderful. I kept muttering to myself as I stood up. Spots burst behind my eyes as I gingerly held my left shoulder.

I stood still for a minute, considering my options. Of course I could always stay put and wait for the spy to land to jet, or I could explore, I could even try to find Loki... I scolded myself after my legs started moving of their own accord, "Bad idea."

"What is a bad idea?" a voice almost purred below me, causing my stomach to tighten. I glanced down in shock to see I was standing on a rocky ledge the hung above yet another one, on which the Silver Tongue was laying on his side watching a battle unfold below him in an unconcerned fashion. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled around us. I stayed silent until his poisonous green eyes fell on me,

"What is a bad idea? Tell me."

The answer fell from my mouth without permission making my cheeks burn with shame and frustration. "Searching for you."

He stood up and before I could take another breath he was standing before me. I flinched and shuddered at the pain the motion drew from my shattered shoulder. His eyebrows knit together when he noticed. Of course he noticed, how would he not? He reached for me and I pulled away, not knowing his intentions. A light flickered into his eyes as he reached for me again, his voice hardening.

"Let me see."

I could do nothing but as he commanded. And I hated him for it. There is nothing more frustrating than knowing that your own free will has been compromised, especially when it's thanks to the Nordic God of Mischief. His large, cool hand brushed over the shimmering fabric of my dress and his gaze flickered to mine as he came skin to skin with me in the places where the sheer material had been torn.

Pain danced on my nerves at the pressure he put on me. His hand started to warm and a light of which I had never known crept under my skin. My knees almost gave out as it pressed against the fragments of bone. It wasn't enough. His breath caught before the pressure strengthened and wound around the bone. It was almost like a embrace of sorts. It pulled everything back together before seeping back out of my skin.

My breath hitched when he spoke. He actually looked confused for the first time since I had met him. Which hadn't been that long by all means.

"I was wrong about you. About you being mortal." He shook his head, dazed, "But how? We would have known."

I shook my head in confusion, I could still feel the warmth in my shoulder and arm, seeping down to my hand and across my chest.

"Loki, what are you talking about?" I should have been paying attention, even if the Silver Tongue had or hadn't been. He yanked me to him with the hand he still had on my shoulder, crushing me against his chest. I started to protest until the wind swept over us and a blinding light burned through my eyelids. I'm ashamed to say I clutched at Loki's armour, shielding my face from the light. Giving up the point of fearing the demigod because he had kidnapped me. I would put that out if my mind. At least for the time being.

It was silent in the battlefield below us for a long time.

"What were you talking about, Loki?" my whisper sounded like a shout to my own ears. There was a long pause before he even took a breath to answer. The foreboding sense that had followed me around like a storm cloud hanging over my head threatened to unleash it's storm.

Was I finally about to learn why it was that I'd been picked up by S.H.I.E.L.D.?

"You're not completely human." he breathed. The storm clouds parted, thundering and causing my body to tremble. The warmth had reached my waist and pushed further. My legs gave out. If it hadn't been for the black haired prince pressing me to him with his arms around my waist I would have fallen. Fog seemed to be fighting for control of my mind.

"What do you mean I'm not completely human? I've been on Earth my entire life. I have to be human!" Hysteria and shock battled for the title of causing my mental instability. Slowly, being careful not to jostle me too much, he laid me on my back, cupping my jaw in his hand. No! This couldn't be. I had to be human. I had to be. How could I not be human? Not completely human. I could feel myself shutting down. My body didn't respond to my commands. Panic seized my heart. My mind shutting me out of this absurd predicament. I found his presence absurdly comforting as I slipped out of my own mind.

The last thing I'm absolutely sure of was Loki kneeling before me and voices coming our way. Voices that turned very hostile and very suspicious when their eyes met the scene we presented. And that lively light flickering back out of Loki's eyes.