We all just sat there after Fury left, not quite sure what to do. Tony was playing around on his phone, Banner was looking over my file, Captain America was over there pouting, and Clint and Natasha sat there absolutely stone faced.

"So, the tesseract gave you powers?" Banner asked, breaking the silence.

I shrugged. "I guess."

"Can you show us?" Tony asked.

"Tony, that's just as bad as trying to get Dr. Banner to-" Cap started to say, but Tony just looked at him, as if to say Do I look like I care?

I opened my mouth to say no, but it was Tony Stark. How could I say no to him? Hiding a grin, I closed my eyes and searched for the tesseract. I found the main source of it, circling around my heart, and latched onto it. I imagined the glowing blue energy surrounding myself, and when I opened my eyes, it was, a small rush of energy washing through me.

Their eyes went wide and I just smiled. 'I can't hold it much longer.' I thought to them, and their eyes went even wider.

"Wow." was all Tony had to say.

"I don't like this." the big blonde brute said.

Cap shook his head. "Me either."

"I don't think any of us do." Banner said with a sigh, running a hand through his hair.

"Um...I don't mean this in a rude way," I started to say. "but who are you?" I asked the blonde man, whose name was still a mystery to me.

"I am Thor Odinson, prince of Asgard."

I raised an eyebrow. "Thor? Is that like your superhero name or something?"

He seemed confused by my question. "No, that is my name."

"Thor Odinson is the Norse god of thunder." I said with narrowed eyes. "You know, Thor's Day, can control storms, isn't real, all that jazz."

"Of course I am real. I am sitting here before you, am I not?"

"Miss Jones?" Tony asked, smirking.

"Call me Emerald."

He leaned towards me a little and then nodded, leaning back in his seat. "Mhm. I see, it matches your eyes. Anyways, he is Thor. The Thor. He's not kidding. And Loki, is the Loki. God of Mischief, all that "jazz" as you called it."

"Loki? That's that Loki? So you're telling me that two fictional characters are suddenly real and one of them is trying to kill me?"

"Thor" seemed to go pale. "He tried to kill you?"

"Yeah, earlier. But anyways, how is that possible? You guys are...myths." Tony just shrugged and I looked towards Dr. Banner. He was the scientist, he was supposed to know this stuff. But nope. He just shrugged too. I looked to Thor again, my eyes narrowing again, and I spotted something by his feet. A huge, heavy looking metal hammer with a Norse trinity symbol on it. "Mjolnir?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Thor nodded, smiling proudly. I eyed his outfit, gleaming silver armor without sleeves -which by the way, showed off huge biceps-, a velvety scarlet cape, and black pants with knee high boots.

I grinned then, leaning back in my seat and holding back a giggle. "Oh my gosh." I whispered to myself.

Natasha just raised an eyebrow at me, looking at me like I was insane. "Are you...alright?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. It's just...here's little nobody me, sitting in a room with the Norse god of thunder, Tony Stark, Captain America, and two of the most famous S.H.I.E.L.D agents ever known! I'm a huge fan of all of you! Just thought I'd throw that in there."

"What about Bruce?" Tony asked, gesturing towards Dr. Banner. Bruce Banner, it sounded like a name from a story or something.

"I don't know who he is." I said with an apologetic glance towards Bruce.

Tony chuckled and smirked again, as if he knew something I didn't. "Oh, yes you do." I could see Cap rolling his eyes. "He's the Hulk. You know, big green monster who destroyed Harlem."

My eyes went wide and I turned to Bruce. "Oh my gosh! You're that guy?!" He looked down at the table and nodded, as if he were embarassed. "You're so cool! I'm a huge fan of the way you turn into an enormous green rage monster!"

Tony grinned and held out a hand for me to high five and I high fived it. "I said the exact same thing! I like you, kid."

"So, you're pretty smart." Bruce said, trying to change the subject. "All A's and B's in school, track team for two years, drama club, horse back riding, acting, singing in talent shows. Is there anything you don't do?"

"I don't dance." I said, wrinkling my nose. And it was true. Last time I tried to dance, I almost killed myself. "Do you guys know how long I'll be staying here?"

Nobody answered.

"What about Loki? When will he be back? He needs the tesseract to open a portal or something. Can he even open it with the cube inside me?"

Thor shrugged. "We don't know. Loki is unpredictable."

"Do you really think he'll kill me?"

Again, nobody answered. Some of them didn't even look at me. But those who did had pity and sympathy in their eyes. Except Natasha. She was blank. But the answer was yes. Loki would kill me, if he had the chance. If. I was determined not to give him that chance, no matter what it took.

"Okay, well can somebody take me to the cafeteria? I haven't eaten anything since yesterday at lunch and I'm starving. The person Fury sent to get me food never came back."

Captain America stood up, shrugging. "Sure, why not. Anybody else want to come?"

"I shall. I'm hungry." Thor said, standing up and towering above everybody else.

"You're always hungry." Tony muttered, standing up too and stretching. "Sure, I'll come. Why not, you know?"

"Sorry guys, I'll be skipping this one." Natasha said before standing up and exiting the room. I frowned a little as she walked out, Clint following after.

"I'll come, let me just go get my notebook." Bruce said, standing up and pushing in his chair before scurrying out of the room.

I sighed then and stood up as well. "Hold on, I'll be right back." I muttered to the group taking me to get some food. I hurried out of the room and then jogged to catch up with Clint and Natasha. "Mr. Clint! Wait up!" I called, and he stopped walking, glancing over his shoulder at me. Natasha stopped a few feet ahead of him, turning back to watch us.

"Just Clint is fine." he said, his expression as blank as Natasha's. How did they do that?

"Okay, Clint, listen. I didn't mean too, but I kinda sorta peeked around in Natasha's mind." I glanced over at Natasha. "Sorry." She looked pretty annoyed. "Anyways, I know you feel bad about what happened, but it's okay. Don't feel bad. Please? I mean it's not your fault and I'm not mad at you, or scared."

He looked a bit surprised. "But...I..."

"I know, I know. But it's not your fault, and I won't tell anybody about what happened. I'm not scared of you or mad, you weren't in control of yourself, so you don't have to act all weird around me. Okay?"

He furrowed his eyebrows. "I'm acting weird?" He glanced back at Natasha and she nodded. "Oh...well...thanks, Emerald."

"You finally remembered my name." I said with a small smile before glancing back towards the conference room. "Okay, well they're waiting for me so I'll see you guys around." We said our goodbyes and then went our separate ways.

The conversation had been a bit awkward between Clint and I, but honestly I was glad we had it. I didn't want him to feel bad over something he had no control over. And I didn't want him thinking I was mad at him, or scared. Because I wasn't, not anymore. I felt a bit better now that I cleared things up with him, and I hoped he did too.