Chapter 12

Percy was not happy about the trip to New Mexico. OF COURSE, it had to be a flimsy plane that would do flips when Seward got bored. Several times Annabeth calmed Percy down to no avail. Bruce felt really bad for Percy; Bruce himself never liked the SHIELD planes. They reminded him too much of the planes they had used to; shot him, capture him, and attempt to kill him. Seward was silent the entire time.

They touched down in an abandoned field and Percy literally wanted to sprint away and kiss the ground. Seward unlocked the hatched though didn't allow them to leave.

"There are some rules before we leave this ship. One, under no circumstances are you allowed to attack anybody. Unless you are hit first don't assault anyone. Two, try not to freak out Miss Foster and Miss Lewis. Don't hulk out or whatever the heck demigods do that could freak people out. We are just stabilizing Thor and Loki so we can move them to a secure SHIELD sight. Got it?" Seward growled.

Everyone nodded then Percy raised his hand. "What is 'hulking out'?"

Seward looked away and exited the plane. Bruce quickly followed, wishing not to be questioned, especially by Annabeth. He had seen how she had grilled Stark about everything in the lab yesterday. Percy and Annabeth followed behind though weren't interested in being close to the two adults. They walked up to a building with glass doors and Seward calmly threw open the doors.

"Ms. Foster?" Seward called into the abandoned building.

The building looked abandoned. Seward looked around and saw the overturned furniture.

"Shit," Seward growled walking further into the building.

Seward had gotten halfway through the room when she was tackled by something in red. She let out a yelp as she was propelled across the room. Percy and Annabeth reached for their weapons in alarm.

"WAIT!" Bruce cried running to Seward's aid, realizing who was in the red.

The blonde god looked up from the pinned SHIELD agent. A smile crawled on to his face. "Banner!" Thor cried, embracing his friend and allowing Seward to breath.

Bruce immediately notice the messy bandages that almost completely encased Thor; his left arm was wrapped up, his other arm in a sling, a bandage covered his forehead, and a clumsy splint put on his leg.

Two women came out from hiding near Percy and Annabeth who whirled around at the sound. One of the woman cried, "Help!"

Thor turned his attention to the two demigods. "Greeks," he muttered.

Clint and Natasha waited patiently for Steve and Tony to explain the unconscious woman on the floor. Pepper said the woman's name was Bia then clammed up from the glare Tony sent her. Natasha's brain whirled in trying to think why the name 'Bia' would be important. Clint beat her to the punch though.

"Who is she, why is she here, and what in god's name did you do to her?" Clint demanded.

Tony and Steve looked at each other, their mouths opening and closing like fish.

"Do we have to do this the hard way or the easy way?" Natasha growled.

Steve looked like he was about to say something the now conscious woman lashed out and knocked Steve and Tony to the ground.

Clint and Natasha drew their weapons though they too ended up on the floor, the woman above them.

Pepper hid behind the couch, trying to go unnoticed. Bia didn't care though because she was trying to calm herself down. She hadn't meant to go by instincts and take down the threatening looking people, though Bia was not a person who admitted their mistakes.

"You don't wake a warrior by standing over her while she is on the floor. Also, JARVIS, get me a caramel frappuccino from Starbucks because Tony's coffee is poisoned," Bia huffed waking away and sitting on the couch.

"Yes, ma'am."

"H-How did you know someone poisoned the coffee machine?" Pepper asked poking her head out from her hiding spot.

Bia scoffed. "Why else would I collapse in an uncivilized heap?"

The spies, super solider and inventor looked at the coffee maker. It gave a little jingle and made another pot of coffee. The inventor grabbed a hammer out of the utensil drawer.

"Tony what are you-?" Natasha said before Tony smashed the coffee maker to bits.

"JARVIS, order another coffee machine, then disassemble it and install the highest security into it. I prefer non-poisoned coffee," Tony said calmly, as he swept away the old coffee maker bits.

"Couldn't you just make a new coffee machine out of pipe cleaners?" Steve joked.

"Some people are too busy enjoying the 21st century," Tony retorted.

The two exchanged death glares before Clint re-asked his questions. "Who is the woman who just took us down and drank poisoned coffee?"

Tony and Steve looked back and were about to answer though Bia interjected. "My name is Bia. I don't appreciate people asking for any more details Mr. Barton."

"How did you-"

"Know your name? It's part of my job to know your name idiot," Bia said, implying a 'Duh!'

"What is your job exactly?" Tony asked. "You said you would be gone by dawn."

"Wow, I must have hit your head too hard Tony. We've already been through this."

The AI stopped Tony from and angry outburst. "Your frappuccino has arrived."

Bia's face lit up. "Send up the coffee, please," she cried.

"I am sorry ma'am but I cannot transport the coffee up to your location."

Bia pouted then ran down the stairs calling out for her coffee.

"Well she's nuts," Clint said as soon as Bia was out of ear shoot.

"I couldn't agree more Legolas," Tony growled, his anger slowly dissipating after Bia left the room.

"So Steve, who is she?" Natasha demanded.

The truth spilled out of Steve's lips before he could stop himself. Natasha and Clint listened with their faces growing more and more shocked.

Bia walked in sipping her frappuccino happily and noticed the shocked faced. She glanced at Steve then Natasha and Clint, then back to Steve and Tony.

"Nice going, Loose Lips," Bia said as she moved back on to the couch.