sChapter 11: Unexpected Obstacle

Hey. It's Elmo. Just kidding, it's me! :D It's 9:08 AM and my internet is SPAZZZIINNG. So, here you go. Sorry if it's complete crap :/ PS. OMG! I'm back home FOR THE NIGHT, So I can post this chapter :D

[[Kate's POV]]

We enter the house, Blake holding my hand. Cory looks at us in surprise. "How long have I been at work?" He jokes, and I smack him on the arm. "We have fallen into a certain... predicament and need your old infant sleeping quarters." Loki requests rather politely, and I'm surprised at how soft his tone is.

"Uh. Sure." Cory responds, blinking.

"I met the Avengers today!" Blake pipes up happily, and Cory bends down. "Really? That's really cool! Now let's get you up to bed. I bet your tired from the long day you've had." He coos. Blake nods eagerly and follows the man up the stairs, leaving Loki and I dumbfounded. "Why?" I ask as he comes down. He winks. "I think the question is: Why not?"

[[Loki's POV]]

I still don't see how Cory got that beast- I mean, kid- to get to sleep!

The next morning, I'm awoken by crying. I rub my eyes and climb out of bed, knowing I will not get back to sleep any time soon.

I walk over to the opposite corner of the room, where the crib is. I peek inside, expecting to find the 5-year-old Blake that grudgingly fell asleep last night. But the sight that meets my eyes is far from what I expected.

"Kate?"I call over to the bed, but there is no answer. I rush over and shake her violently. "KATE!" I yell, and she is startled awake. "WHAT?" She yells back, and, despite her protests, I grab her arm and pull her to the crib.

There, crying, is a one-year-old Blake.

"Crap. Crap crap crap crap CRAP." Kate mutters, pacing back and forth. "He's getting YOUNGER? Crapcrapcrapcrap crap."

Suddenly, Cory enters the room. "Why all the craps?" He snickers, before loking over into the crib and crinkling his nose. "Ew. His diaper is full. You need to change it." He tells me, and my eyes widen. "Oh no. I am NOT ready for the diaper-changing stage of our relationship." She says, and Cory laughs. "Well, you gotta if you want to-"

The doorbell rings, and Kate groans. "Ugh. What now?"

She goes downstairs to answer the door, then shreiks. "LOKI! CHANGE INTO A 7-YEAR-OLD!" She yells, before answering the door. "Hey, Natasha!" She says, and my eyes widen. "Do they ever give me a break?" I mutter through gritted teeth, before preforming my transformation. When I'm done, I continue evesdropping from downstairs. "Sure! Come on in! I'm actually in the middle of a job right now, this isn't even my house."

Footsteps thudding up the stairs, but the sound can't be louder than my heartbeat. Natasha Romanoff: The Russian Spy. If anyone could find out who I am other than my brother, it's her.

"Oh! He's actually here!" Natasha calls out in surprise. "Yep! My name is C- William Corington, but you can call me Will. Nice to meet you."

They exchange greetings, and eventually the spy comes into the guest room, where I am cowering behind the crib.

"Oh. Hey, little guy." She croons. "Come on out. I won't bite!"

I cautiously come out from behind the crib and up to her. "What's your name?" She asks me, and I talk like any respectable 7-year-old would.

"Uh... My name is Tommy. You're pretty."

She giggles. "Thanks, but I'm taken. Sorry bud." She ruffles my hair and I let out a sigh of relief. She moves on to the crib, where she squeals. "Oh my goodness! He is ADORABLE! What's his name?"

Kate gulps audibly. "His names- Ben."

Black Widow crinkles her nose. "Oops! Looks like Benny-Wenny needs a Diaper change! I'll do it! I'm glad to help."

Even after Kate's many protests of "no, you don't have to" and "It's fine, I'm the babysitter", she insists. So, we finally just give up and let her do it. Minutes later, she exits the bathroom, holding a now soothed and alseep Blake.

"How- How did you do that?" Kate asks, her mouth gaping. Natasha smiles and gives a loving glance at Blake. "I guess I just have a way with kids."

Kate just shakes her head in disbelief. "Well, thank you. I don't want you bother you anymore, so maybe you could just-"

Black Widow's face lightens up, as if she's remembered somehing. "Oh! The reason I came here!" She reaches in her pocket and pulls out a device with a see-through screen on it. "This is a tracker. Fury remembered that he had planted a tracking device on Loki while he was imprisoned. The chip is about to be activated in about, oh, 30 minutes? So, the Avengers will leave your beatufiul state, and the tracker will tell you- and everyone else- that Loki is in California!"

Kate gulps. "T-Thanks!" She exclaims, desperatly trying to sound upbeat. "I'll definitely use it!"

We say our goodbyes before the agent exits the house.

"Oh my god." Kate breaths, shocked from the close call. I join her, then tense again as I realize what Natasha said. "Where the heck is my tracking chip?" I squawk, not believing that any of them got close enough to-

I facepalm. Stark! CRAP!

I bypass the stupid-of-me thought and focus on the matter at hand. "So, where would he put a tracking device?"

Cory comes down the stairs, holding baby Blake."I'm pretty good with technology. Turn back into your real self and I'll find it in no time!"

And it's true. Within five minutes, Cory find my chip- On the back of my neck! "How did he plant a chip there?" I ask, unbelieving. Kate just shakes her head, a fast-asleep Blake in her arms. "It doesn't matter. Let's just destroy that thing!"

I nod and put it on the ground. I lift my boot up and crush it under my heel. The thing is in a million tiny pieces when I'm done with it. But soon enough, it connects again. I take a deep breath. "Curse you Thor." I mutter under my breath. Mabry laughs. "We should plant it in the middle of the ocean or something." She jokes, and I'm momentarily swept up in relief. "Thank god, Kate! But wait..." I throw it, and, confimiring my suspicion, it comes flying back to me, almost like a... what's the word? Boomerang.

"Crap." Kate mutters, biting her lip. "Hmm... Wait..." I say. "What?" Kate asks. I smirk.

"I have an idea."

[[Kate's POV]]

I bite my lip harder as Loki concerntrates. There's a blinding flash of green, and when it clear, there stands... Stark?

I freak out. "HOLY CRAP WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I shout, and grab an umbrella as a weapon for no apparent reason. "Woah, woah woah! It's me!" He reassures, in Stark's voice and everything. I narrow my eyes. "Likely story!" I yell, and I smack him with the umbrella. Stark is covering his face withh his arms. "I SWEAR IT'S ME! WHY WOULD I BE ACTING SO NON-WANTING-TO ARREST YOU?" He shouts, obviously freaked out. I stop hitting him, but I still don't trust the guy. I mean, he has the arc reactor annd everything!

"Oh really? Prove it."

Tony rolls his eyes and holds out his hand. Immediatly, a burst of green swirly light appears from his hand. My eyes widen. "Oh god. It is you. Crap. Sorry. Wait... If you're him, then what happened to...?"

Loki smirks, and my eyes widen even more. "No. No no no no no no no no. You didn't! You couldn't have! They'll kill him! Oh god! No!" I shout, trying to reach for the phone. But Tony- I mean,Loki- I mean- gah, whatever- takes it from me before I get to it. "Trust me. Stark is fine. They will hold him for questioning on mwhere I, Tony Stark, am. Thor wouldn't let them use any sort of torture, so he should be fine."

I relax a little, but I'm still scared out of my mind, my mind filled with horrible outcome after horrible outcome. I voice the likeliest one. "B-But what if Mabry sees that it really is Tony, and she figures out that Loki must be in Tony's body, and she finds out that you found out about the chip, and she'll connect the dots and lead it back to me, and-"

I'm silenced and suddenly somewhat calmed by a sudden motion.

It must have been impulse, or instinct, or something that made him do it, because I know for a fact that Loki Laufeyson, god of mischief, lies, and treachery, the man who tried to rule the world and didn't care who he'd have to kill to do it, would never suddenly lace his fingers into mine to calm me down on purpose.

Right?

So, that was chapter 11! OMIGOD THE SWITCHY PART IS SOOO EPIC BECAUSE I HAVE A MULTITUDE OF EPIC IDEAS THAT TIE ALONG WITH THATAND I'M FRAKKIN' OUT BECAUSE I'M SOOO EXCITED TO WRITE IT! :D Sorry. Really epicness coursing throught my veins.