We have now begun Avengers...it was slightly difficult to really get her in there alot because it is so fast paced but I think it work :) Sorry it's late I said Sunday and it is now Monday.

Let me know what cha think


Survival Tip #463 – 'Tony said it was okay' is not a reason to repeatedly poke Dr. Banner with any sharp objects.

Survival Tip #316 – Do not refer to your uniforms as 'super suits'

Survival Tip #283 – If you let Tony Stark handle your electronics, you have only yourself to blame.

Survival Tip #370 – Referring to the Helicarrier as the Hindenburg will not earn you any friends among the crew.

Survival Tip #266 – "Tony Stark did it!' is never an acceptable excuse.

Survival Tip #403 – Keep your audience in mind when you make references to popular culture. Around certain blond Avengers, your efforts are probably wasted.

Survival Tip #310 – Do not provoke Tony Stark. If you do, get control of the situation as soon as possible in any way you can, if you can.


When Darcy flew over the coordinates of the Helicarrier she felt her body stiffen in shock; she hadn't expected to find the area vacant. She glared out the window of her helicopter, slightly peeved. Who thought it was okay to send the death trap into the air without her? She had been all excited to watch the thing hoist itself into the sky all dramatic-like and she missed it because she was summoning the God for help. This was some shitty luck.

Darcy found herself sigh annoyed as she called into the craft and demanded the coordinates of their location. She'd gotten Jerry Hunt, who after his year of training had been given level 2 clearance and worked communication for the carrier.

"Jerry?" she asked curiously, "Where the hell are you guys?"

"What?" Jerry responded into the device, "Who is this?"

"Jerry its Darce. Where the hell are you guys?"

"Darcy," Jerry responded in disbelief, "Where the hell are you? How are you not on the carrier right now?"

"I had more important things to take care of, but I'm here, hovering over the empty space in the ocean where a giant ship is supposed to be and it's not here."

"Yeah, we're in the sky now."

"Thanks," Darcy sighed, "I know that. Where?"

"Here," Jerry responded, relaying the coordinates to the helicopter's computer guidance, "Now get up here. We got us some supers."

"Yeah," Darcy scoffed, "Supers."

She landed atop the flight deck carefully, the wind from the propellers of the Helicarrier had almost blown her copter upside down and she did not appreciate it. The chopper hadn't wanted to go that high up to begin with, she'd had to override almost every control just to get home; worst commute ever. She grabbed the emergency air mask from the chopper and quickly tied it down before running to the entrance hatch, between the crazy thin air and the harsh winds; she was surprised she'd make it inside at all.

"Oh hey there Tase, I was wonderin' when you'd show," Tony smirked, walking by just as she sealed the hatch, "I think I beat you." Darcy pulled the air mask from her face and grinned,

"I don't know; Thor beat you here and I had to go all the way to New Mexico to get him."

"You got Thor here," Tony replied, half stating in bewilderment, half questioning in astonishment.

"Pretty badass huh," Darcy smirked, earning a look from him.

"So you already did what Loki's trying to do with Selvig," Tony deduced, a smile crossing his features, "And with my Badassium."

Darcy shrugged, and moved toward the hallway as Tony called out, "You coming to the meeting?"

"What meeting?"

"Well we just got back from getting Loki so we're all meeting to figure out what to do with him."

"Wait you already got Loki? That seems way too easy."

"Agreed; hence the meeting."

She nodded and began to head down the hall toward Command Central until she noticed Tony linger behind, "You coming?"

"Gotta talk to Coulson first," Tony replied, "Wanna stick around and see your favorite Agent?"

"Rather not," Darcy shrugged, "I'll see you at the round table."

"I still expect notes on that thing," Tony called after her.

"Who said I took notes," Darcy called back.

She wandered down the hall to Command Central and noticed that everyone but Stark, Coulson, and Fury had already gathered, though they seemed to wandering around in a state of confusion.

She spotted some guy wearing a revamped version of the Captain America uniform standing over by the railing, staring out over the rows of computer monitors and she scoffed. Who said someone got to put on the Captain America uniform. She doubted anyone was qualified for that job ever. No one beat Steve Rogers in the awesome hero department, her dad was gonna have a fit when he found out.

Then she turned to see Thor, standing at the table beside of the chairs, obviously thinking hard. He was probably concentrating on the fact that they'd gotten Loki way to easily.

Then she eyed some guy that she identified as Banner off to the side, holding his glasses as he seemed to chew the end in contemplation. She knew he was thinking about something because she did the same thing when she was thinking hard about something. She'd done some research on Banner after her conversation with Erik all those months ago. Apparently it was a good thing she had, seeing as he stood only a few feet from her.

Finally she eyed Natasha, she hadn't seen her since she'd headed for her mission in Russia, and that was before all the shit went down with Clint. Darcy moved toward the older woman and sat in the chair beside her; no one seeming to notice her arrival anyway.

"Oh hey," Tasha said, looking toward the girl and attempting to smile; Darcy could tell it was forced and placed her hand on the woman's shoulder.

"We'll get him back Tasha," Darcy reassured.

"I was sure that this conversation would be the other way around," Natasha replied, smiling genuinely this time.

"I'm not the one hopelessly in love with him," Darcy shrugged, "Plus, I'm getting him back. No one takes my bro."

"Ahh, Lady Darcy," Thor called, a grin crossing his face as he moved toward her from where he'd been standing. She suspected that he only noticed her once he'd heard her voice talking to Nat, "I was not aware that you were coming."

"Yeah, I got here just a little bit ago. I heard you got Loki, I'm sure your happy."

"I am quite relieved, as I expect many others to be. This is glad news."

"Yeah," Darcy smiled, "It is."

"So Loki should be arriving to the cell any minute," Tasha stated, pulling up the computer to view the camera as it placed the man in green into the holding cell that Darcy had helped design for a reason the Fury hadn't wished divulge; to bad she'd found out anyway.

"In case it's unclear," Fury stated once the prisoner was secure, "You try to escape, you so much as scratch that glass; 30 thousand feet straight down in a steel trap. You get how that works: ant, boot."

"It's an impressive cage," the man admired, "Not built, I think, for me." Darcy had to admit that the man's voice was like the frosting on chocolate cake, if only he wasn't completely insane.

"Built for something a lot stronger than you," Fury agreed.

"Oh I've heard," Loki responded, turning to stare into the camera all creeper like, "The mindless beast, makes play he's still a man."

Darcy couldn't help but look to Banner as everyone else did. She noticed the way he was trying to act as though it didn't bother him…he was failing.

"How desperate are you," Loki continued, "To call on such lost creatures to defend you?"

"How desperate am I?" Fury scoffed, "You threaten my world with war, you steal a force you can't hope to control, you talk about peace, and you kill 'cus it's fun; you have made me very desperate. You might not be glad that you did."

"Ohh, it burns you to have come so close; to have the Tesseract, have power…unlimited power, and for what? A warm light for all man-kind to share? And then to be reminded what real power is."

Fury turned; the conversation clearly over as he moved from the control panel toward the door calling out, "Well let me know if real power wants a magazine or something."

Darcy scoffed, "Well he's a real charmer."

"He really grows on you, doesn't he," Banner added.

"Loki's gonna drag this out. So Thor, what's his play," fake Captain America asked curiously. Darcy couldn't have any respect for a man that stole her idol's clothes. Despite how hot he looked in them.

"He has an army called the Chitauri," Thor answered, "They are not of Asgard or any other world known. He means to lead them against your people. They will win him the earth in return I suspect for the Tesseract."

"An army…from outer space," fake Captain responded in disbelief.

"So he's building another portal," Darcy scoffed.

"That's what he needs Erik Selvig for," Bruce added, looking at Darcy with curiosity.

"Selvig?" Thor responded in disbelief. Did he seriously forget the conversation in New Mexico?

"He's an astrophysicist," Bruce informed him.

"He's a friend," Thor replied.

"Loki has him under some kind of spell," Nat informed him before adding quietly, "Along with one of ours."

"I wanna know why Loki let us take him; he's not leading an army from here," fake Cap analyzed blatantly.

"I think we should beat Loki with a twig until he tells us what we wanna know…or tase in him the balls," Darcy shared excitedly, "I volunteer to be the ball taserer."

"I don't think we should be focusing on Loki," Bruce replied, giving Darcy an odd look, "That guy's brain is a bag full of cats. You can smell crazy on him."

"Have care how you speak, Loki is beyond reason, but he of Asgard, and he's my brother."

"He killed 80 people in two days," Natasha huffed.

"He's adopted," Thor admonished.

"I think it's about the mechanics, Iridium. What do they need the iridium for?" Bruce questioned curiously.

"It's a stabilizing agent," Darcy and Tony replied at the same time. Darcy whipped around to see Tony and her father enter the room all full of swag. They muttered to themselves for a second before Tony moved to command the room with his presence; winking at her to which she rolled her eyes and flipped him the bird.

"Means the portal won't collapse on itself like it did at shield," Tony continued, patting Thor on the arm as he moved past him, "No hard feelings Pointe Break, you got a mean swing."

"He can also have it open as long and as wide he wants," Darcy added, to which Tony nodded and her father looked over at her curiously. She had the urge to hug the man seeing as she hadn't seen him in over 6 months. But in the room of seriousness, Darcy wasn't gonna be that loser; she also wasn't gonna be the one to give herself away after covering up her parentage among the agents of SHIELD all this time.

"Raise the vistimast…Take the top down," Tony replied as he eyed the enormous blank space ahead of him that wasn't being used for a monitor.

"Yeah, Fury didn't want one there…" Darcy scoffed, "Said it was a waste of money and he didn't want the wrong Clearance Level seeing what he was doing."

"What a waste of space," Tony huffed, "I mean look, that man is playing Galaga; thought we wouldn't notice but we did." Darcy turned to spot who he was indicating and spotted Wendell Vaughn hurriedly trying to minimize it. She was gonna get him for that one later.

"How does Fury even see these?" Tony pondered aloud, covering an eye in disdain.

"He turns," Maria replied with a raised eyebrow.

"Sounds exhausting," Tony huffed, finally touching the panels as he continued to spout, "Rest of the raw materials I'm guessing Barton can get his hands on pretty easily. Only major component he still needs is a power source of high energy density; something to kick start it."

"When did you become an expert in Thermonuclear Astrophysics?" Maria asked curiously.

"Last night. Packet, Selvig's notes, the extraction theory paper; am I the only one that did the reading?"

"Does Loki need any particular kind of power source?" fake Cap asked curiously. She was gonna pound that guy into the cement later and rip the uniform from his body…yeah, that's what she was gonna do!

"He'd have to heat the cube to 120 million Kelvin just to break through the cooling barrier," Banner noted aloud.

"Unless Selvig has figured out how to stabilize the quantum humming effect," Darcy countered; knowing Selvig and the cube, he probably already did.

"Well if he could do that then he could achieve ion fusion with any reactor on the planet," Bruce batted back, Darcy nodding in approval.

"Finally, people who speak English."

"Is that what just happened?" fake Cap asked confused.

"It's good to meet you Doctor Banner," Tony smiled, going to shake the man's hand with a grin, "Your work in anti-electron collisions is unparalleled and I'm a huge fan of the way you lose control and turn into an enormous green rage monster."

"Thanks," Bruce responded unsure.

"And you," he said, pointing to Darcy accusingly, "With you bringin' back Game of Thrones here, I'm expecting your help on how to keep Loki from getting his own operational."

"Wait," Natasha responded in disbelief, "You're the one who got Thor?"

"Someone had to," Darcy shrugged, "I wasn't about to let Transgender Wednesday Addams take Clint and not do something about it."

"Dr. Banner is only here to track the cube, I was hoping you might join him," Fury spouted to Tony as he came into the area before turning to Darcy, "And you; why was I not informed about your plan of getting Thor?"

"Cus' it involved breaking into Stark Tower to get materials and I wasn't 100% sure that it was even gonna work," Darcy huffed.

"You broke into Stark Tower?" her father asked, moving from the railing in disbelief.

"Yeah," Darcy shrugged, "Met Tony. He's cooler than I thought; less of an ass."

"Thanks I guess," Tony scoffed.

"I'd start with that stick of his, it may be magical but it works an awful lot like a hydra weapon," fake Cap noted.

"I don't know about that," Fury replied, "But it is powered by the cube and I'd like to know how Loki used it to turn two of the sharpest men I know into his personal flying monkeys."

"Monkeys…I don't understand…." Thor questioned confused.

"I do," Fake Cap suddenly shouted out excitedly. Darcy felt herself roll her eyes in annoyance and turned to realize that Tony had done the same. "I…I understood that reference."

"Shall we play," Tony questioned aloud, turning to Bruce and then Darcy in turn.

"Onward," Darcy spouted, pointing skyward.

"What do you have left of your Einstein Rosen Bridge?" Tony asked curiously as they began to make their way from the room.

"Einstein is no more," Darcy huffed, "Pointe Break broke it."

"Disappointing," Tony sighed.

"Yeah, I don't think Uncle Nick will be all too pleased," Darcy shrugged, moving ahead of the group, "Should've thought about landing placement and all that."

Tony and Bruce turned to look at each other as the girl continued on oblivious, the two questioning in unison, "Uncle Nick?"


"The gamma reading is definitely consistent with Selvig's reports from the Tesseract, but it's gonna take weeks to process," Bruce noted disappointingly.

"If we can bypass their mainframe, and direct route to the Homer cluster we can clock this around 600 teraflops," Tony noted from his briefcase computer.

"All I packed was a toothbrush," Banner jokingly replied.

"That's okay Doctor," Darcy smiled to him, "We have everything, Tony just doesn't know where it all is or what's required to access it."

"And I don't wanna take the time to figure it out," Tony countered, "Besides Bruce; you should come by Stark Tower sometime. Top ten floors all R & D, you'd love it; it's Candyland."

"Thanks," Bruce smirked, "But the last time I was in New York, I kinda broke…Harlem."

"Well I promise a stress free environment, no tension, no surprises," Tony smiled, coming around his back with a tool to suddenly jolt the man with electricity then turning to stare hard at him curiously, waiting to see a reaction.

"Ow!"

"Hey," a voice belonging to fake Cap called out annoyed.

"Nothin?" Tony asked, still eying Banner curiously.

"Keep pokin' the bear," Darcy sighed, going back to her computer with a huff, "You aren't gonna get Yogi."

"Are you nuts?" Fake Cap grumbled out to Tony.

"Jury's out," Tony replied before turning back to Bruce, "You really have got a lid on it haven't you. What's your secret? Mellow Jazz, Bongo Drums, Huge bag of weed?"

"There better not be secret weed in here that I don't know about…" Darcy replied with a glare.

"Is everything a joke to you two?" Fake Cap questioned with disdain.

"Funny things are," Tony replied flatly.

"Sometimes even things that aren't funny," Darcy added with a smile.

"Threatening the safety on everyone on this ship isn't funny or responsible," Fake Cap lectured, "No offense, Doc."

"No it's alright. I wouldn't have come aboard if I couldn't handle pointy things."

"Yeah, he's fine Captain Buzz Kill," Darcy huffed.

"You're tip-toeing, big man, you need to strut," Tony informed him, waving the pointy prod in his direction.

"And you need to focus on the problem, Mr. Stark."

"You think I'm not? Why did Fury call us in? Why now, why not before? What isn't he telling us? I can't do the equation unless I have all the variables."

"You think Fury's hiding something?" Fake Cap questioned interested.

"Hells yeah he is," Darcy informed fake Steve, spinning in her chair, "I have known that man my whole life and I can say for sure that he's hiding something…I mean he's always hiding something, but I can tell that he's specifically hiding something about this."

"He's a spy," Tony added, nodding his head to Darcy in agreement, "Captain, he's thee spy. His secrets have secrets." Tony popped a Blueberry and pointed over his shoulder to Banner, "It's bugging him too, isn't it?"

"Uhh, Aah, I just wanna finish my work here and…"

"Doctor?" fake Cap questioned curiously. Darcy hitting Tony's arm until he moved the bag of blueberries to her reach.

"'A warm light for all mankind,' Loki's jab at Fury about the Cube," Bruce informed him, quickly.

"I heard it."

"Well I think that was meant for you," Bruce stated, turning to Tony, "Even if Barton didn't tell Loki about the tower it was still all over the news."

"I doubt Clint even knew much about the tower. He frankly has bigger concerns than what Stark is doing," Darcy shrugged, shoveling Blueberries into her mouth like she was starving.

"The Stark Tower?" fake Cap questioned curiously, "That big ugly…" he paused as Tony glared at him before continuing, "…building in New York?"

"It's powered by an arc reactor; self-sustaining energy source. That building will run itself for, what, a year?" Bruce questioned curiously.

"It's just the prototype. I'm kind of the only name in clean energy right now," Tony informed the man in blue, "That's what he's getting at."

"So why didn't SHIELD bring him in on the Tesseract project? What are they even doing in the energy business in the first place?" Bruce proposed curiously.

"I should probably look into that as soon as my decryption program finishes breaking into all of SHIELD's secure files," Tony noted, seemingly to himself.

"I'm sorry did you say…" fake Steve questioned, frustrated.

"JARVIS has been running it since I hit the bridge. In a few hours I'll know every dirty secret SHIELD had ever tried to hide. Blueberry?"

"Yet you're confused about why they didn't want you around?"

"An intelligence organization that fears intelligence? Historically, not awesome."

"Just so you know Tony," Darcy smiled conniving, "I know you're hacking us, I've been getting alerts on every file you're overriding; I can stop you anytime I please."

"And you're not?" fake Steve questioned in disbelief.

Darcy scoffed, "I'm a bit curious myself. I've gotten a bit complacent in the last year and I haven't bothered to look into the Tesseract program so I kinda wanna know what they're doing too. So rather than open the files myself, I'll let Tony do it. That way I can take no blame and fake the whole, 'He's so good I just didn't stand a chance' thing."

Fake Cap glared at her but replied, "I think Loki's trying to wind us up. This is a man who means to start a war and if we don't stay focused he'll succeed. We have orders, we should follow them."

"Following's not really my style," Tony countered, Darcy adding an,

"Agreed."

"And you two are all about style aren't you," Steve glared, eying the two.

"Awww yeah," Darcy shouted, high fiving Tony with a smirk as he added,

"Out of the people in this room, which one is "A" wearing a spangly outfit and "B" not of use?"

"Burn," Darcy pointed, a look of confusion crossing his face.

"Steve, tell me none of this smells a little funky to you?" Bruce questioned honestly. Darcy paused; wait this fake Steve's name was Steve too. How'd they find another guy named Steve to put on the outfit? Odd.

"Just find the Cube," Steve the fake Steve, grumbled, leaving the room quickly before getting all lost just inside the hallway before wandering away. Like Darcy was going to follow orders from little lost Fauntleroy.

"That's the guy my dad never shut up about?" Tony huffed, "Wondering if they shouldn't have kept him on ice."

"Wait what?" Darcy sputtered out in confusion.

"What do you mean what?" Tony questioned slightly confused.

"So he's thee Steve Rogers…the original Captain America?"

"Yeah?" Tony replied questioningly, "What you thought it was just a new Cap?"

"Yeah!"

"You work for SHIELD and you didn't even know that they unthawed the Capsicle."

"Now I'm pissed," Darcy grumbled, "Why is no one telling me anything? This is bullshit. That dude was my idol growing up and I just treated him like shit."

"Ehh, oh well. I mean who cares?" Tony shrugged.

"That guy's my Dad's hero."

"Apparently he's Coulson's too," Tony smirked, "Guy even helped design the new spangle-wear. He's also been following the guy around with his collector cards trying to get him to sign them."

"Da…Coulson would pee his pants if he did," Darcy smiled, before frowning again, "Now I'm even more pissed though. Coulson knew and didn't tell me."

"Maybe you didn't have clearance," Banner shrugged, always the voice of reason.

"I outrank him," she growled, storming from the room.


Darcy found her father at Command Central but found him there with Thor, giving him the 411 about Jane. Darcy had heard that they'd moved the woman to Tromsø and she arrived in time to hear Thor say,

"…better as they were. We pretend on Asgard that we're more advanced, but we…we come here battling like Bildschneip."

"Like what?" her father asked curiously.

"Bildschneip. You know; huge, scaly, big antlers. You don't have those?"

"Don't think so."

"Huh! Well they are repulsive, and they trample everything in their path," he stopped at the large window that looked out over the sky, "When I first came to earth, Loki's rage followed me here and your people paid the price; and now again. In my youth I courted war."

"War hasn't started yet," Fury stated, "You think you can make Loki tell us where the Tesseract is?"

"I do not know. Loki's mind is far afield, it's not just power he craves, it's vengeance upon me. There's no pain would prise this need from him."

"A lot of guys think that, until the pain starts," Fury countered.

"What are you asking me to do?" Thor replied curiously.

"I'm asking; what are you prepared to do?"

"Loki is a prisoner," Thor answered.

"Then why do I feel like he's the only person on this boat that wants to be here?"

"Cus he's got the room with the best view," Darcy suggested, earning a glare from the Director.

"Darcy," Thor smiled, grabbing her into a big hug, "Have I said how happy I am to see you again?"

"You may have mentioned it once or twice," Darcy replied, weakly, "You gotta put me down before I puncture a lung."

"Many apologies Lady Darcy," Thor replied, "I am just so glad that you were able to bring me here to help."

"Yeah," her father glared, "Don't think we won't be talking about that."

"Well you know what," Darcy huffed, "I'm mad at you too. You seriously weren't gonna tell me that they unthawed Cappy and he was all wandering around in a suit that you designed for him; I mean this is like your Fanboy wet dream."

"That's enough Darce, seriously," her father replied, embarrassed, "I haven't seen you in so long I just never really thought about it."

"Tony told me you're trying to get him to sign your cards."

"I am; he hasn't yet," Coulson replied.

"How are Tony and Banner coming along?" Fury questioned curiously.

"Well they think you hiding something from them and I assured them that…yes you are. That seemed to satisfy them for now I think."

"So how far are they?"

"I don't know but they're coming along."

"And are you of much assistance?"

"I think so," she shrugged, "Why?"

"Because otherwise I wanted you to interview Loki with Natasha."

"Nah she can do better without me," Darcy scoffed before adding, "Can I go first though?"

"I'd really rather you didn't do it at all," Coulson replied.

"I agree," Thor added.

"I'll see what I can get from him all bothered Tasha goes, I just need to stop by my room first."

"Why?" Fury asked curiously.

"To get some magazines."


Darcy smiled as she moved into the room with the pretty glass walls inside, the man noticing her instantly; IPod in her ears and Sail by Awolnation blasting on repeat as she made her way into the room, stack of magazines in her arms.

He grinned conniving at her but she ignored him, continuing until she was at the entrance to his cell, flopping down on the floor and sitting Indian style in front of the glass panel, music continuing to blast.

"You are quite a careless mortal aren't you?"

The music continued to rumble and she didn't hear him. Now his smirk of superiority was turning into a glare of anger.

"If you came in here you must want to talk to me; try to understand me?"

The music still blared on as she began to go through the stack carelessly, setting them down beside her as she glanced through the pictures curiously.

"Pay attention when I'm talking to you," he shouted angrily, pounding on the glass in annoyance. She glanced up at that, raising an eyebrow curiously as she moved the ear bud from said ear.

"Were you talking to me?"

"I was; I expect you to listen."

"Then you expect way too much, Darcy scoffed, "I have a very low listening threshold F-Y-I, but don't worry. I'm here to keep you company."

"I do not require your company. Leave me."

"Nah," Darcy shrugged, "I brought you magazines; how would you read them if they're out here and you're in there?"

"You could always bring them in here to me."

"I could," Darcy shrugged, "But I won't." She turned to the first in the stack curiously, holding it up for him to see, "This is Aviation Week & Space Technology, then I've got Electronic Design, IEEE Wireless Communications, Biotechnology and Bioprocess Engineering, and International Journal of Fracture." She paused to look up at him; he was simply staring at her curiously, trying to figure her out. Good luck with that.

"No to all those…seriously? Okay I do have others, hold on, I snagged some from some of the other Agents…let's see here, I've got a Vogue; you look like you care about your looks…"

He stared at her flatly, "So no to that too then, let's see here, how about a Vanity Fair…those have a lot of scandals and stuff I think…still no?"

"I snagged some porn from Barton's room if you want that…I don't feel super comfortable holding it up to the glass window but unless your alien anatomy is crazy different from ours, you don't have anything I haven't seen before…so."

"I don't want you stupid magazines!" he glared angrily.

"Well sorry," Darcy huffed, gathering the magazines back into a pile, "I try to be nice and you're a big ol' asshole."

"I know everything there is to know about you Darcy Lewis," he said, grinning menacingly.

"Wow, then you're the only one cus' I don't think that anyone knows everything about me. I mean I don't even know everything about me so that's gotta mean something right?"

"Your chatter is annoying," he glared.

"Well excuse me," Darcy scoffed, "You know you're not the best company either."

"Why are you so trouble-some?"

"I don't know. Lady Gaga says that I was born this way. I just take her word for it."

"You are confusing and hard to follow."

"That's what my eleventh grade English teacher said when he tried to fail me," Darcy replied, "I dyed his hair pink."

"You are rather interesting for all your annoyance," Loki analyzed, "And once I have killed everyone you hold dear I will come for you and watch you draw your last breath."

"If you kill me, who is going to show you these magazines?" Darcy questioned, wiggling the porno around in front of herself unperturbed.

"Do you not understand the predicament?" he questioned in disbelief.

"You mean the predicament where I'm out here with music and magazines and you're in there in a glass room with no chair or bed or place to shit…yeah, I'm pretty aware of the predicament and yours is a hell of a lot worse than mine."

"When, not if, when I get out of here, I will be coming for you."

"I look forward to seeing your bright and shining face," Darcy smiled, "But until then do you want me to leave some of these here, open to some articles or anything?"

"No," he growled angrily.

"Suit yourself," Darcy shrugged, throwing her ear bud back in and gathering the magazines before heading down the steps and from the room a grin on her face the entire way.

She stepped outside of the door only to run into the not so fake Captain America. The magazines she was carrying scattering throughout the hallway at the collision. He froze muttering an apology as he bent down to pick them up before suddenly stopping in disbelief.

"Sorry," Darcy sighed, "I didn't see you there I was just; I mean I…what?" She paused seeing him stare at her in disbelief.

"What are you doing with this?" he asked holding up a magazine.

"What it's a…ohhh," she sputtered, trying not to laugh at the Captain holding the Hustler in shock, "If it helps, it's not mine. I'm just borrowing it from a friend; wow that sounded like drug bust. I was just trying to entertain Loki with some magazines."

"You shouldn't be entertaining him; you shouldn't even be in there."

"I think I rattled him a little bit; that's something, right," Darcy said before pausing, "Look, I wanna apologize for earlier, I honestly didn't know you were the real Captain America. I thought you were a guy wearing a redone version of his suit and it pissed me off so I gave you a hard time. It was just really hard seeing someone take over the job that belonged to my hero. I mean I had posters of you in my room all my life. When I'd go to sleep sometimes I'd have sexual fantasies that you were…" she stopped herself, quickly coughing to cover up her lack of a filter. He seemed to catch most of it though, if the blush hitting his face was any indication.

"I mean hi, my name is Darcy…Darcy Lewis."

"Hi," Steve responded, the blush slowly dying away as he held his hand out to shake hers, "Steve Rogers."

"I know," Darcy smiled, "And I would like to officially apologize for earlier."

"It's not a problem ma'am. I can understand where you're coming from."

Darcy grinned and pulled the last of the magazines into the pile and up into her arms, standing and turning to head back to her room to begin distributing these magazines back to their owners.

"Need any help?" he asked curiously.

"No, I got it, thanks though," Darcy smiled, nodding her head as a wave since her hands were so full. He smiled, and continued to his original destination down the hallway.

Darcy smiled, remembering the way he blushed, she was going to make it her goal to see how many more times she could get him to do that; she was going to ignore however, how cute she noticed he looked when his face was red.


And that was that...I shall see you again very very soon...hint hint hint. :)