For chapter 8 - 9

Loki's dreamer: not dead thank god. I like where I'm headed with Bruce and Amelia. Lol. I wasn't sure at first and was winging it. I got the Steve/Maria thing from the avengers. She does a double take look at him when he enters the bridge of the Hellicarrier. He also seems to like woman who are confident and authoritative and sensible. Maria reminds me of those things.

Doctor Loki love: yeah Cephera tried to hard but that's Fury's fault. She'll find her own natural way to get to him. :p read what I said to Loki's dreamer about Steve. Not sure if everyone caught it in the movie. I create Amelia for only Bruce so we'll see what happens.

Kurai tenshi-015: I wanted their meeting to differ from the other fics I've written. They can't always get along first blow. Lol

Poodle warriors: it seems a few people were worried for me and it makes me happy to know people care. :) as for the meeting yeah not a good first start but I'm sure they'll straighten things out. Lol haha you like Steve?

Akera writer of the night: you have a hunch. Hmm. :p

Gfor098: no worries. If you can't review regularly just do so when you can. Just enjoy the story as it unfolds and concentrate on school. :)

Chapter 10

Cephera watched Amelia leave with the guards and kids. She moved toward the main hall to see who came off the elevator. She was slow in her steps just in case it was a hostile. She didn't completely make it though when a third explosion caused the ceiling above her to cave and down came debris and to her shock Loki. He hit the floor ahead of her also looking shocked. "Brother!" She heard Thor yell from above.

"I'm fine." Loki said irritated.

"What's going...?" Cephera was about to ask when a man came into view further down the hall and he didn't look friendly. What was going on? Loki was on his feet glaring at the man in front of him.

"And what do you do?" Loki asked with a hint of mockery in his tone. The man smirked his blue eyes gazing intensely at Loki. It was then the man grabbed a nearby chair and hurled it toward them. Cephera moved backward passing the hall she just came out of. She didn't want to lead anyone to the other stairwell. Loki dodged by jumping back instead of letting the chaif become a distraction. Loki was keeping his eyes on the man ahead. He was smirking. The man didn't lose his own smirk and threw another chair.

"Loki we have nothing but wall and window behind us. Do something." She said to him in a firm tone. They would be trapped if they continued backward. Loki didn't respond. This was her second time meeting him and it annoyed her that of everyone she had ever met he was the one person she couldn't seem to get to open up to her.

"Yes please do something." The other man said chuckling. Loki snarled. He didn't seem to like the other guys snarky tone. Cephera saw Loki throw both his arms out hard. Some kind of magical blades flew through the air at the hostile. What happened next caught both herself and Loki off guard. The man made a wide swing knocking Loki's own blades back at him and Loki was impacted hard enough to be propelled backward into Cephera and both of them crashed through the window and down two stories to the pavement below.

Cephera cried out on impact but luckily her healing was easily used on herself and fast. She recovered quick and got up to rush to Loki. He was lying on the ground in obvious pain. His own dagger still deeply embedded in his body. She looked up and saw the enemy look back down at her, smirk and then disappear back into the building.

Cephera growled and grabbed Loki under the arms. She pulled him back toward the building and propped him up to sit against the concrete. "If I remove them, will you live?" She asked him. He laughed and coughed.

"I will not die." He said through clenched teeth. "Though the blood loss would possibly become a problem. Too deep." He said and gestured to the blades. Cephera looked around cautiously before turning back to look at Loki. She grabbed his jaw in her hand forcing his eyes on her.

"I can save you but you need to swear that what happens right now stays between you and me." She told him sternly. He looked confused and even a little irritated at her handling him that way. She took that brief moment to copy his magic.

"Agreed." He finally said. She knelt between his open legs and set to work. The daggers had buried themselves so far in that his clothes hindered her as she tried to grab the daggers to pull them out. She was forced to push his coat off his shoulders and he moved slightly to give her help. She was not being gentle. She grabbed his shirt and yanked hard tearing it. She had to grit her teeth to get it ripped open all the way. Finally she grabbed hold of the end of the dagger and hauled cutting it into her own skin, which healed the moment it left her hand. She pulled with one hand while the other covered the bleeding gap in his skin and healed the wound before he lost too much blood. He was watching her and looked awed by what he was seeing. With each one she removed some even squirt his blood on her.

The nasty sucking noise being made by the blades coming out made her stomach churn but she didn't slow. She had five of the dozen out and he was healed up enough to grab and remove some himself. He removed them much easier then she could. She healed him up completely as the last one fell in a clatter to the ground. She was a mess and he didn't look much better. "Inhale deep you've lost a lot of blood." She told him placing her hands to his chest and transferring some of her energy using the same magic she just used to heal him.

"You are not human." He said to her his voice less strained then before.

"I am but it's complicated." She replied. "We are wasting time." She told him letting him go and standing. "Are you well enough to fight?"

"I am." He was looking her over as he got to his feet. Suspicion on his face mixed with something else.

"Good cause I don't fight." She told him. He seemed to be analyzing her before he fixed his coat and took off for the doors to go back inside. Cephera looked around again, including above her. No one was around. She swallowed thickly. She was not going back in. Instead she ran for the safe house to check on the kids. Loki would have to save his own ass next time.

Cephera reached the hidden doorway into the safe house and inside she found Amelia and the kids sitting in a group on the floor. When Amelia saw Cephera she gasped and stood. "You're hurt!" She said gesturing to Cephera. Cephera looked down.

"No. It's not mine. The person who owned it is fine." She quickly said. Loki's blood was socked into her dress and down her legs. It was also over her hands and her face and was slowly drying in. Cephera removed the small dress jacket she had on and used the clean inside to wipe off what she could from her skin.

"What's going on?" Amelia asked pulling Cephera aside privately.

"I don't know. Looks like some sort of attack. I'm sorry. This has never happened but I suppose it was inevitable." Cephera said worried Amelia might decided to take off.

"So what now?" Amelia asked looking over her shoulder towards the kids who had become unsettled at Cephera's bloody appearance.

"We wait until we get word that we're safe." Amelia nodded and Cephera could see she was trying to keep herself calm. Cephera turned to the kids. "Don't worry guys. We'll be fine. We just need to stay here for a little long." She told them.

"What happened?" One of the older kids asked her.

"You remember Thor's brother I told you all was going to be around." They nodded. "Well he got hurt but he's a powerful Demi god and he's all healed up now." Cephera told them.

"Thor? Demi gods?" Amelia looked in disbelief to Cephera. Cephera couldn't help but laugh. She didn't have to explain as all at once the kids started to tell the tales themselves. Cephera hushed them to keep their voices down but allowed them to tell their stories. They all settled to sit on the floor as Amelia was bombarded with information she never thought she'd hear.

(Thor)

Thor heaved himself toward the man creating the explosions within the building and found another one rocking him off balance enough to miss the man. Thor was not sure what happened. One moment he was talking to Loki when the shouting happened and then the first explosion. Thor had gone to investigate and found a man attacking the staff. Thor immediately went to their aid while Loki had followed but didn't really help.

Thor had gotten blown back by the second explosion but recovered easily. The explosion wasn't strong enough to hurt him. "Stop this at once." Thor had said firmly. He was rewarded with a third explosion as he got closer but this one took the floor out from under Loki's feet. After checking on Loki he returned his attention to the other man who had taken off. Thor pursued him.

Now he was in a hallway still fighting with this man who was doing nothing but exploding things to avoid Thor's attacks. Finally Thor brought down his hammer and split open the floor causing the other guy to fall off balance. It was then an arrow whizzed passed Thor's head and struck the man ahead of him in the arm. The man yelled in pain and went down to one knee. A second arrow shot but this one did not impale the man. His eyes instantly flickered shut and he fell to the floor unconscious.

"Thor." Barton greeted him with a nod.

"Barton." Thor responded in kind. "Have you seen my brother?"

"No. I thought he'd be with you." Barton sounded slightly alarmed.

"He fell to the floor below that room." Thor nodded to they area in which he spoke.

"That's the children ward." Barton replied. He waved for Thor to follow him. Thor did so as several agents came to collect the sleeping man.

"What happened?" Thor asked Barton.

"That guy was a special myself and Nat recovered over a week ago. Jonathan Howko. We were keeping him under close watch. He seemed to be doing good after he was interrogated. As you can see he can blow up anything he sets his mind too, except living things." Barton sounded annoyed.

"'Twas not your fault he went rogue." Thor told Barton.

"I know. It's just frustrating." Barton replied. They walked briskly in silence but didn't get too much further before they saw Loki turn the corner to meet them. Thor wondered if the blast had harmed his brother as his shirt was torn and he was covered in blood.

"Brother what has happened to you?" Thor asked looking Loki over. Loki was not pleased.

"There was another hostile on the floor below. Did you find him?" Loki replied.

"No. We apprehended the first but we were unaware of the second." Thor replied. Loki growled in frustration.

"I've searched all the second floor and he is not there." Loki said.

"And the kids?" Barton asked.

"I did not see any." Loki said shaking his head.

"They'll be in the safe house." Barton said after.

'All remaining agents please move to the top conference room.' The PA called. Every made haste upstairs. Once up there they waited for all agents to arrive. Among them were the avengers who had been in the building at the time, including Dr. Banner.

"As you all may know by now we were attacked from within." Fury said stating the obvious first. "That person has been apprehended, however a second assailant was spotted on camera but has managed to escape." Fury continued on and soon he had assigned several agents in finding the mystery assailant. Afterward he sent out more to asses the damage to the facility. "Cephera how are the children?" He asked looking at her. Thor noted her bloody clothing and hoped she herself was ok.

"All accounted for. All currently being taken care of by Amelia. Without her it could have been chaos." Fury nodded.

"The labs?" He inquired to Banner.

"If not for the explosions we wouldn't have known we were under attack nothing happened down there." He responded.

"Good. I want everyone on red alert. Until we find this enemy we will assume he will be back. I want double the agents at all entrances." Fury turned to address a different group of people. "I want to know how he got in here." Fury said sternly. "Alright everyone lets get this place cleaned up." he shoo'd everyone out. Thor noted that Fury looked stressed.