- Alexis of Earth

She stood with the dagger in her hand as she pressed it against his neck, while in the other hand she held the piece. The fierce look not leaving her eyes as she looked straight at him, but soon there was hesitation in them as she thought better of it.

"Come on, Ellen!" he taunted her, showing no fear. He somehow knew she wouldn't do it. That she wasn't able to bring herself to. "What... Are you just going to stand there forever with a knife under my neck? I mean, I can wait forever, but it will be really boring!" he added mockingly.

"Don't you dare to try to escape." Ellen made her decision, giving him a glare. "If you do, I swear, I'll kill you personally. Do you understand?" she threatened.

"I knew you wouldn't kill me." he said with a sly smile across his face.

"Yeah, well I owe you one." she refered to the tower as her nobility got the best of her. But she decided to trust the God of Mischief and Lies. And it was on her to realise the mistake she made as he suddenly grabbed her hand. The other god suddenly realised what his 'brother' was doing as he warned Ellen. But it was to late for her, and she knew it. She threw the piece to Thor and just after that moment, Loki and Ellen disappeared to who knows where...

I woke up with a scream escaping my mouth. I tried controlling my heavy breathing as Steve darted upwards next to me, looking around the room for any sign of danger.

"What's wrong?" he asked me after seeing nothing. I looked up into his concerned eyes and sighed.

"I'm sorry, I just had a nightmare." I explained and he calmed down.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked. But I only shook my head, not wanting to seem like a freak raising a panic over a dream. Even the one that felt so real as if it was really happening just at a different place. I was sure Ellen was ok and with Thor, he wouldn't let Loki just take her like that, would he? Then again... he had no time to stop him. Suddenly, Steve pulled me into a hug making me notice a few stray tears that escaped my eyes. I tried to make myself believe it wasn't real, but I knew that somehow I saw what happened right at that moment in New York.

"Whatever it was, it's over now ok?" Steve asked, raising my chin and making me look at him. He pulled me into a comforting hug and we layed there for a while just staring in front of ourselves.

I must've fallen asleep soon, since this morning I woke up at the feeling of the sun shining down on me from the window. I woke up in Steve's arms just where I fell asleep; my head leaning against his broad chest. I sighed as I got up, slowly removing his hand from around my shoulders not wanting to wake him. I walked into the bathroom, changing into a grey pair of jeans and a pink sweater. I walked back out only to find Steve getting out of bed.

"Good morning, Ma'am." he greeted me, making me blush slightly.

"Good morning to you as well!" I joked, as I made my side of the bed which seemed to be the part I least slept on. I sighed, rolling my eyes at myself. So much for keeping it professional, I thought. Steve went into the bathroom, and I waited for him as I looked out the window thinking about the dream that I had. I was broken out of my trance as the phone rang making me jump slightly. I grabbed it and answered.

"Hello?"

"Ah, Alexis... I have some information on where the piece might be in London..." I heard Nick's voice on the other side making me sigh as it remided me of why I was actually here. "There is a ball tonight..." he started.

"A ball, isn't that a bit oldfashioned?" I asked, confused.

"You obviously haven't met any British rich people... As I was saying, there's a ball which you and Steve will be attending. We suspect that the man who is throwing it will show it with his collection of gems. It's mostly like a bragging party, but if the piece is there you need to get it and report back to S.H.I.E.L.D. You've already been added to the guest list, so all you had to worry about until then is looking pretty." he explained. I rolled my eyes sighing in desperation. I have never been the kind of girl that liked dresses and skirts, putting on a lot of makeup and making every day a fashion show. That's the effect of living all my life with only a male authority. So I could already see this day being a living hell.

"Is everything clear?" he asked.

"Yes, Nick." I answered shortly. "Hey, have you maybe heard from Ellen?" I asked before he had a chance to hang up.

"Uhhh... No, I haven't!" he answered, but after a small pause, making me suspicious.

"Fine, then. Thanks anyway!" I answered and hung up.

"I take it that the dream was about Ellen, then?" Steve's voice made me jump as I just realised he was standing by my side looking at me carefully.

"Uhhh.. Yes, but I don't want to talk about it." I quickly answered, moving away from the desk and from standing so close to Steve.

"So, what did Nick want?" he asked as he followed my movements with his eyes.

"He said that there was some kind of a ball tonight, in which the piece might be displayed, so we're supposed to go..." I explained and he nodded. "So our job durring the day is, and I quote, to make sure we look pretty for tonight!" he chuckled as I mimicked Nick, and if you asked me, it was a pretty good impression.

"Alright, then!" he joked, making me groan.

***

We were slowly moving along with the line that went through the big gates and, if I may say... Nick was right... I have never met rich British people! This house was so big and the party was held in the back garden, which was lit with all kinds of fancy lamps. The party was divided in two parts: the VIP one, and the... uh, not VIP one. I exchanged glances with Steve as we stood in line to the VIP area and I noticed a huge swimming pool glittering on the moonlight, just behind the security guard.

"And you would be...?", the securty guy said, looking at my blushing face suspiciously.

"Rosalie Brooks and Elijah Moore." Steve said with a thick British accent, and the guard just let us through. We made our way to the back. Walking down the lightly lit pathway we walked out into a big garden. There was an orchstra on the pation, playing slow classical music and couples were dancing on the dance floor. There was a pool which gave out a blue shine, and a couple of fountains behind the bar area.

"Do you want to dance?" Steve asked me politely, extending his hand for me to take it which I gladly did, with a smile forming on my face. He lead me to the dance floor and put one of his hands on my waist while he held my hand with the other. My second hand was on his shoulder as we swayed to the sound of the music playing.

"You look beautiful tonight..." he complimented, making a small blush appear on my face as I looked down. "But then again, you're always beautiful..." he whispered in my ear, making me look back up into his endless blue eyes. He was looking down at me, with the same expression I saw in his eyes before, but couldn't figure out what it was. Suddenly I found myself leaning closer to him, as he did so as well. Our lips connected in a light kiss which lasted only a few seconds before the music suddenly stopped and the whole crowd gasped in surprise, making Steve and me pull away from each other. I saw that Steve's gentile expression being replaced with an angry one, looking at something behind me. I turned around. And I quickly undestood... There he was, standing tall and with a smirk playing across his lips.

"Hello, Alexis... Rogers." he exclaimed, making me let go of Steve's hands which were holding mine.

"What do you want, Loki?" I asked him fiercly. So Nick was right... The piece was here, why else would Loki show up at a place like this? What if he already has it?

"I just wanted to ask you something..." he said, making me frown in confusion "I wanted to give you an option of joining me before it is too late."

"What makes you think I'll accept?" I asked him suspiciously.

"Because someone you care about, already has." he stated. "I'm sure you'd like to see Ellen again, wouldn't you?"

I gasped in surprise as I saw a picture of Ellen in his mind, as she was walking into some kind of a room wearing a long blue Asgardian dress.

Once Alexis joins me, Ellen wouldn't have any other choice... his thoughts rambled on, Thanos really doesen't like her... what if he decides to pay her a visit when I'm not there to stop him? I should hurry... He glared at me in impatience in his eyes... But what made me confused was the fact that he actually was worried about her... he wasn't even treating her as a prisoner, but as a guest. I frowned, trying to figure out why, but it was as he was hidding the reason from me... somewhere deep inside...

"Loki, you seem to be forgetting that I can read your mind! But I don't have to do that to know that Ellen would never join you, and neither would I!" I yelled at him.

"Well... then enjoy living without your sister." he glared at me, and showed me something I really didn't want to see... he held the piece of Dimortis in his hands... where did he find it? The exhibition didn't even start yet! It looks like we were at the wrong place... Did the S.H.I.E.L.D. give us the wrong location?

Suddenly - Loki teleported himself, just like I saw him do it in my dream... only, it wasn't a dream... Loki really kidnaped Ellen, my twin.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I was right, all this time... and Fury... he must have known, but he didn't tell me! I felt a hand take mine and looked up at Steve who gave me a sympathetic look.

"Come on... We should go to S.H.I.E.L.D. and tell Nick about this!" he said, and I nodded unable to say anything. I just found her and there is a chance I'll lose her again...