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Chapter 14
The Asgardians

Phil had stated that SHIELD would be providing Jamie with a uniform, and she had honestly completely forgot about that when she arrived on the vessel and distracted by everything around her. She had originally thought that the clothes that Amir had provided for her were all she was going to get, besides the things that Phil had packed away for her in her back.

But that wasn't right. The uniform that had been designed for Jamie was interesting, to say the least. It was a cross between the skin tight uniforms all of the SHIELD agents wore, those leather spandex looking get ups. But it was different, and it was definitely worth noting that Jamie preferred her version better than what everybody else had.

The jet black spandex top greatly resembled a normal one, though this top piece had no sleeves, and the area around where her arms were lined with a thin light blue trim. The color was higher than the rest, almost going all the way up to her chin like turtle neck, but the zipper in front allowed for Jamie to comfortably place where the opening should go, which she decided was five inches below her collarbone to comfortably allow for her to move her neck without the collar from rubbing the bruise on her neck.

The top tucked into a tight, though flexible black pair of pants that tucked into sleek black military style boots. Down the sides of the pants where the schemes were was the light blue trim that matched what was on her shirt. Around her waist was a belt that held her gun and ammunition, and the buckle of the belt was the same light blue trim that was on her pants and her top.

The uniform contoured her body beautifully, and it drew far more attention that she would have liked. But Jamie had to admit that it was far more appealing than her unflattering military garb.

Jamie walked out of her room and Steve walked pasted from changing into his own uniform. She froze, blinking in shock at his outfil. A smirk danced on her lips as she tried desperately to not laugh. "Well, hello Mr. Star-Spangled-Man-With-A-Plan," she greeted.

Steve's outfit was a little more outrageous than Jamie's. There was no way for Steve to go out and be discrete in his red, white and blue outfit. It was far too flashy for anything covert. Jamie would have thought SHIELD would have thought about that.

"Shut up," Steve groaned, always feeling a bit awkward back in uniform. "Though it's better than my old one." he murmured softly. "That one was even more ridiculous."

"I don't know," Jamie said. "I think I prefer the original comic version."

"It was spandex." he groaned.

"So is this one!" Jamie pointed out.

"No it's high density something or another," Steve shrugged. "This can take a hit."

"Polymerised titanium?" Jamie asked.

"Yeah I think that's the word Miss Romanoff used." Steve nodded slowly. "You look good by the way." he commented.

"Really?" she asked, looking down at her uniform. "Phil said they made me a uniform, though I'm not really sure why. I'm only here temporarily. I kind of like it though."

"Well maybe he just wanted you to feel like you have a place here. Which you do." Steve told her.

"I don't know," Jamie muttered. "Fury doesn't seem to like me very much."

"He's just a harsh guy. Comes with power." Steve said before frowning. He reached over and pulled the zipper of her uniform up a bit.

Jamie blushed slightly. "Getting a little handsy now, aren't we, Cap?" she teased, lowering it back down slightly because of the bruise around her neck. She didn't have it go as low as it had been though.

"Don't wear it like that." Cap said to her shaking his head, though his cheeks burned. "It's too dangerous."

"Steve," Jamie said slowly with a visible smirk. "I'll be okay."

Steve made a distressed noise at the back of his throat but didn't push it.

"So, this Agent Romanoff," Jamie said. "She's going with us?"

"Yeah, she's my...well you can call her my handler," Steve chuckled as he started leading her up deck. "She's a swell lady, I suppose," he told her.

Jamie decided to drop the "swell lady" comment that came to her seeing as she already teased him about being handsy. "Okay, so what's she like?"

"Military woman all the way." Steve said after trying to think of a good way to put it.

"Military, or spy?" Jamie asked. "There's a difference."

"Spy, definitely a spy." Steve muttered.

"Then I will be sure to be very cautious around her," Jamie stated. "Military I'm fine with, spies kind of hesitant about."

"And you should."

Jamie turned around to see a small redhead walking up behind them, her uniform also slightly different than the typical SHIELD uniform, though closer to regulation than Jamie's. The only thing Jamie had to say about the woman was that she was an absolute temptress.

"Agent Romanoff, I presume?" Jamie asked.

"Natasha Romanoff," she answered, almost sizing the brunette up. "And you must be Private Roe."

"Yes Ma'am," Jamie answered with a simple nod.

"It's nice to have you along." Natasha smiled holding a hand out. "And Captain Rogers has talked a lot about you."

"Is that so?" Jamie muttered, taking her hand as she glanced at Steve. "What's he told you about me?"

"N-Not like that!" Steve protested. "But you are the closest thing to a friend I have in this day and age."

"Well, then I'm flattered," Jamie said, retracting her hand.

"As much as I'd like to stay and embarrass Captain Rogers some more, we really need to report to the quinjet," Natasha said.

"Right, right." Steve said nodding and motioned for the ladies to go ahead.

The group made their way up to the tarmac and excited out into the night, making their way to the prepped quinjet. They entered, and Jamie instantly saw the sniper rifle resting on one of the seats. She went to it and picked it up.

Jamie hummed in appreciation as she examined the weapon in her hands. It was a little heavier than what she was used to, but it wasn't far off. Overall, it was a fine piece of equipment. "Well, I'll give SHIELD this," she muttered, turning the gun in her hands. "SHIELD has nice toys."

"We can both agree on that," Romanoff agreed with a small smirk on her lips. "Okay, so here's the play," Agent Romanoff started from the pilot's seat. "We're dropping Captain Rogers and Private Roe off three blocks away from Loki's location. Private Roe will pick her location to set up and keep an eye on the situation, while Captain Rogers makes his way and confronts Loki."

"Sounds like a good enough plan, I suppose," Steve said.

Jamie's only response was a "Yes Ma'am," she for went back to looking at the weapon in her hand. It had been a while since she had one in her paws. She knew she'd be as sharp as ever though. She had to be. Jamie just had to remember the saying they taught her in training. "Aim small, miss small." If she remembered that, she'd be fine.

It wasn't long after that that they arrived at the drop off point. Jamie and Steve exited the quinjet. Jamie sling the gun over her good shoulder and turned to look at Steve as they quinjet left them to go to a more secure location to wait for their queue.

"Be careful with him, okay?" Jamie asked simply. "Can't have you dying on us right after you got back among the living, now can we?"

"I could say the same to you," he said. "Be careful, Jamie."

"I will," she said.

Jamie ended up settling on the rooftop right across the street from the building Loki was located. She settled down quickly, her bare arms resting against the cold, wet rooftop of the building she was laying flat on her stomach on. She calibrated the scope, looking through it at the crowd of rushing people below. Loki slowly stalked out of the building, his outfit magically changing around him, which kind of weirded Jamie out if anybody asked her.

Jamie hadn't known what to expect when she would first lay eyes on Loki. She didn't know much about Norse mythology, more so greek than anything, but anybody that had a myth after then had to be impressive, so when she saw him and was slightly disappointed at the rather skinny, long black haired, blue eyed, pale man. She had pictured someone much more...buff.

"I have eyes on the target," Jamie muttered smoothly and evenly, knowing that Agent Romanoff would hear her through the comm. in her ear.

Several other figures of Loki appeared around the rushing group of civilians, trapping them in the plaza right outside the building. They all looked so terrified.

"Kneel before me!" Loki demanded. "I said," he lifted his scepter and then hit the butt against the ground screamed, "kneel!" The crowd quieted and slowly went down to their knees in complete and utter terror.

"I have a clear shot on the target, do you copy?" she asked the plane.

"Hold fire," Romanoff answered in her ear.

Loki seemed very satisfied with the compliance of the crowd.

"Is not this simpler?" he asked, his foreign accent very distinguishable. If Jamie wasn't so disgusted by the alien, she would have found the accent quite pleasing to listen to. Loki was on the move again, and Jamie had to shift slightly to follow him as he slowly walked among the crowd. "Is this not your natural state? It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity. You were made to be ruled, in the end you will always kneel."

"I repeat," Jamie muttered. "I have the shot."

"Hold your fire," Romanoff repeated in her ear.

I'm really starting to not like you, Romanoff, Jamie thought. If Jamie held off any long, people were going to get hurt, she knew that. But what else could she do? She was under SHIELD command. She was out of her country, not enlisted under the military. If she went against orders, she'd be screwed. She had to listen no matter how much she didn't want to.

An older gentleman stood up, a look of defiance in his aged eyes. Jamie internally swore. She knew something like this would happen. She should have taken the shot when she had the chance.

"Not to men like you," the older gentleman said.

"There are no men like me," Loki protested.

"There are always men like you."

Loki definitely wouldn't like that. "Look to your elder, people..." He raised the scepter and pointed it towards the elderly man, the blue gem's glow intensified and it got ready to fire.

"I have the shot," Jamie hissed into her earpiece.

"Let him be an example."

"I'm not going to tell you again, Private!"

Jamie had to fight back a growl of frustration as Loki shot a blue ball of energy to the man. Fortunately, Steve finally made his appearance, jumping in front of the man with his shield blocking the attack. The shot was reflected back to Loki, who was knocked off his feet as a result.

Serves you right, she thought.

"You know, the last time I was in Germany," Steve started, making his way towards Loki as he spoke, "and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing."

"The soldier," Loki hissed. He laughed as he slowly stood up with assistance from his scepter. "The man out of time."

"I'm not the one who's out of time," Steve retorted.

Romanoff flew in with the quinjet, hovering above the street with the weapons pointed towards Loki. Natasha turned on the speaker and said, "Loki, drop the weapon and stand down."

Loki wasn't very cooperative. Hw shot out again, this time at the quinjet. They barely managed to swerve away from the blast. As a response, Steve threw his shield at Loki. It forced him to step back as the shield bounced back to the owner. Cap moved in quickly, punching Loki in the face, but the suck punch didn't seem to affect him one bit.

It just made Loki look even more pissed off. Her raised the scepter and swung it out at Steve, but he managed to block it with a clang of his shield. Loki made a swift move and knocked the shielded arm away from Steve, leaving his front vulnerable. Loki hit him in the chest, sending him backward.

Steve rolled to his knees, his eyes instantly making their way back to Loki. He threw the shield again, but Loki knocked it several feet away. Steve was left to fight hand-to-hand with Loki. He charged forward, throwing a punch which Loki dodged. Loki swung the scepter out, but Steve bent backward to avoid it. Loki swung out again, but Steve, once again, dodged. The scepter smashed against the cobblestone ground. This left his right side open and vulnerable, to which Steve took advantage of. He jabbed Loki in the ribs.

Loki had an advantage though. With the way that his scepter was, he could easily turn and smack Steve with it. And that was exactly what the Asgardian did. Steve went flying again, this time taking longer to recover as he hit the ground hard.

"I still have the shot," Jamie informed her eyes in the sky.

"Take it," Romanoff ordered.

Jamie's finger squeezed the trigger as Loki started to make his way towards Steve, the tranquilizing bullet lodging itself into his shoulder, between the junction on his armor. Instead of going down like any regular person, though, Loki growled and turned around, shooting a blast in Jamie's direction.

The brunette barely had enough time to sit back to see the blue light heading towards her. She instinctively put on of her right hand up to shield herself. What happened after that was not expected at all. The blue energy from the scepter made contact with her hand, and instead of blowing her to bits like it should have done, was absorber into her hand.

The second the energy went into her hand, immense pain shot through her hand, between her fingers, up to her wrist and heading up to her arm with no indication that it would stop at her shoulder. Jamie fell backwards with a cry of pain. Her left hand gripped the other arm, as if somehow that would make the pain stop.

"Private Roe, do you copy?"

Jamie rolled to her side, hot tears streaming down her cheeks. Her face grew red. She tried to steady her breathing as she looked down at her hand and her arm, but the shock of what she saw did not help one bit. The skin on her hand and her arms, as the pain shot up in waves to her shoulder, was turning her skin a sickly ash gray, while her veins bulged and turned a deep purple, almost black. Outside of her arm was the outer glow of the blue energy. Whatever kind of energy the scepter had shot at her was reacting with the energy inside of her, and it wasn't reacting well.

She needed to try and get the energy out of her arm. With a very shaky arm, Jamie lifted it with the help of the other and pointed her hand across to the other side of the rooftop and tried to focus her own energy through her hand and to her arm. Trying to do so was like trying to walk on her hands with a broken arm though. The pain caused her to scream out in pain again. Somehow though, Jamie managed to get it out, and then she collapsed on the rooftop in exclusion and in pain.

"Jamie, do you copy?" Romanoff asked again.

Jamie panted, looking down at her arm again. The color was pale, but it wasn't gray, so that was something. Her hand and arm were still incredibly shaky and twitchy, and it hurt immensely when she tried to move it, but she could, and that was really all that mattered.

"Private Roe," Jamie said, "I...I copy."

"Loki has been apprehended. Report down back to the quinjet."

"R-Roger that," she answered, groaning as she pushed herself to her feet. Dismantling the sniper rifle was rather difficult with only one arm, but she managed to do it before making her way off the rooftop, through the building and down into the plaza below.

Jamie griddled her arm as she made her way up to Steve and Iron Man, who was a new arrival. He had to have gotten there when Jamie was freaking out from the pain in her arm.

"Jamie, are you okay?" Steve asked taking a step closer to her.

"Yeah," she mumbled, her voice hoarse. "Mr. Stark," she greeted with a nod.

"Hey, Jamie, how you doing? We never did lunch." Tony said as if offended still.

"That's because I never gave Pepper my number," she muttered.

"Okay ouch," Tony said putting an armored hand on his chest plate. "Very offensive."
"You're dating Pepper, Mr. Stark," Jamie said. "I'm not interested in breaking that apart."

"It wasn't a date, it was lunch! Pepper knows that that hse is the only woman for me and for you to assume I'd cheat on her is very small minded of you."

"Good, but then why would I want to go to lunch with you?" she shot, entering the quinjet with the men following behind her.

"Because I liked you and wanted to see if you wanted to work for me. I like backbone. But no, I'm a bad guy. Like the worst guy to ever walk the earth." Tony huffed.

"Iron Man doesn't need a bodyguard, or a security officer," Jamie pointed out.

"But Pepper does." Tony pointed out. "She doesn't have a suit, and I happen to love my girlfriend and want her safe thank you very much."

"You don't even know my qualifications," Jamie scoffed.

"It's called the internet," Tony said as if it were obvious. "And I invited Johnny and the rest of the team and of course I take notice of their company. Like a good businessman. Thus of course I came across your qualifications. Besides, background checks are performed on anyone walking through the door...some of my parties get crashed by a few party animals too hard core for even my taste. Terrorists, I mean terrorists."

"So what did my background check tell you, Mr. Stark?" Jamie asked, slowly sitting down in the row of seats across from where Loki was being held.

"You have the most kills for any female sniper, and you're in the top ten of all snipers in the US. Two completed tours. Then there was that whole, dying debacle." Tony waved her off. "You look pretty good for a dead girl, Sparky."

Jamie chuckled humorlessly. "Thanks, I really appreciate that, Mr. Stark," she muttered sarcastically.

"So, how did you two meet?" Steve asked slowly, confused.

"Do you remember that date I went on I told you about?" Jamie asked. "The one at that fundraiser I was very out of place at?"

"Yeah, the one with Johnny Storm?" Steve asked.

"Yup, the very one," she said. "I met Pepper and Mr. Stark there."

"Ah, that makes sense." Steve nodded.

"Hand on, folks," Romanoff said from the pilot seat. "We're about to take off."

The group quieted down shortly after that as the quinjet took off. Romanoff was the only one to speak for quite a while, as she was reporting in to Director Fury.

"I don't like it," Steve said. He was referring to Loki this time, not about Private Rogers.

"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?" Tony asked.

"I don't remember it being ever that easy," Steve said.

It's never that easy, Jamie thought, her eyes narrowing as she sat on the opposite side of the quinjet from Lokie. He was watching them converse quietly, almost amused by their behavior. His eyes would land on Jamie every so often, a smirk would them grace his lips, as if knowing something she didn't. And of course he did, Jamie knew that. The whole thing just seemed completely off to her. But she didn't know what was going on.

"This guy packs a wallop."

"Still, you are pretty spry, for an older fellow," Tony said. "What's your thing, Pilates?"

"What?" Steve asked, having no clue what he was talking about.

"It's like calisthenics," Tony began to explain. "You might have missed a couple things, you know, doing time as a Capsicle."

Steve could be seen looking at him rather annoyed. Steve deserved Tony's respect. He had given his life for them when he fought in WWII. He hadn't done anything to make Tony disrespect him like that. Jamie had dealt with him before, but that was in a much more relaxed setting. Perhaps he was just rude to everybody. So then how could Pepper possibly be with im if he was always such an ass? Pepper was a smart woman. She wouldn't deal with someone if they didn't actually have a good heart.

"That was uncalled for," Jamie spoke up.

Steve just ignored it and said, "Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in."

"Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury doesn't tell you," Tony said.

Jamie scoffed from her seat. She may not have approved of how Tony had been treating Steve, but he certainly did have a point there. She was almost absolutely positive that Steve and Natasha and Tony had no idea that she was their contingency plan;that if they failed, she was their last resort. And from how she reacted when the energy from Loki's staff was absorbed into her hand and arm, the Tesseract was going to kill her for sure.

Lightning suddenly beamed across the sky, lighting the night up slightly. Jamie glanced up at the roof nervously. She had never been in a plane when it was thundering and lightning outside, let alone something as small as a quinjet. It made her a little nervous. Though, once back at the helicarrier, she would have loved to watch the storm from the bridge and those magnificent windows.

"Where's this coming from?" Natasha asked, also looking up at the sky from the window.

"What's the matter?" Steve asked Loki. She turned her attention to their prisoner in the back to see that he was sitting forward slightly with a worried look on his face. "Scared of a little lightning?"

"I'm not overly fond of what follows," Loki answered.

Jamie looked at him cautiously. A god was scared of a little thunder? She found that quite odd, seeing as thunder wasn't the dangerous part of the storm. It was the lightning. Though, children were more scared of the loud noise than the flash itself. Perhaps Loki was just one giant man-child and had the same fears as one, just with the insane tendencies of a serial killer.

The jet shook and a loud noise came from the top of the craft. It sounded as if someone landed on top of it. Tony quickly grabbed his helmet and put it one while Steve put on his mask. Tony pressed a button on the control panel, opening the back hatch of the jet, creating a large gust inside the craft. Jamie got up from her seat, but hand to grab onto the ceiling above her to prevent herself from toppling over from the gust inside.

"What are you doing?" Steve yelled at the Iron Man.

Tony walked towards the back of the craft as a figure landed in the opening with a thud. The man, or god, had long blonde hair and scruff on his face. He was wearing silver armor on his chest, and plating on his arms. A red cape flew behind him in the wind current from the open hatch. Most of his outfit revolved around the colors blue and red. In his right had was a rather large mallet.

"Who the hell are you?" Jamie asked.

As Tony approached him, Thor hit him with it, sending the Iron Man backwards into Steve and Jamie, the female being on the bottom of the pile-up. The wind was knocked out of her. Before she could even get air into her lungs, Tony pushed off of the human pile ae.

Loki took his brother, breaking her seat belt and flew out of the ship. Tony got up as quickly as he could and walked to the exit as he muttered; "Now there's that guy."

"Another Asgardian?" Natasha asked, trying to look back at them from her seat.

"That guy's a friendly?" Steve asked, as he helped Jamie back up to her feet, checking her over very briefly for any injuries from the fall.

"Doesn't matter," Tony replied. "If that guy frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost."

Steve yelled, "Stark, we need a plan of attack!"

"I have a plan; attack," Tony called back before jumping out the back of the ship.

Steve didn't seem pleased when he heard that. He ran over to the side of the plain and grabbed a parachute. He started to strap it on as Natasha called back to him, "I'd sit this one out, Cap."

"I don't see how I can," he said.

"These guys come from legend. They're basically gods," Natasha said.

"There's only one god, Ma'am. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that," Steve replied.

"Captain!" Jamie called. He turned and looked at her. "Be careful, okay? We'll be down to retrieve you guys as soon as we can."

Steve smirked at her, gave her a lazy salute before turning around and running out the back of the quinjet.

"Men," Romanoff grumbled quietly from her seat.

Jamie just chuckled,making her way to stand behind her chair,holding onto the chair and ceiling so she wouldn't topple over again. "You can say that again."

Hey guys. I know I said that I'll be posting once I get some reviews, but for the next couple of days it may be a little hard. My uncle passed away Thursday night so we have the calling hours and funeral, plus my school stuff and work, etc. I still have another two chapter finished, and another partially written, but I don't know when I'll really get to finishing that one. Anyway, hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think.

Thanks to the following for their reviews in the previous chapter(s):

ToFallUponTheNight - Oh, I hate it when Fury is the bad guy too! I know that's a little weird to hear when I say it seeing as what was in the last chapter, but I can assure you (spoiler) that Jamie does make up with him in a way in the next chapter. Jamie would have been upset with anybody that told her she couldn't be updated on Cerberus,even Phil. I hope that makes you feel a little better!

TMG4899 - Uh would it possibly be Tony? ;) (Now watch me get that wrong. That always happens to me. It's hilarious and really embarrassing all at the same time). I eel the same way with getting to know characters. The more you know the more invested you feel in the story. You feel more connected to them, like they're actual people. And Phil is amazing...I can't wait for some of the stuff I have planned later in the story. Oh, and I hope you found the Tony scene okay. There'll be more Tony coming up, but not as much as you'd probably like. Jamie'd get to know him a lot more later on, post Avengers.

Trisscar95 - Aw, thank you! I'm so glad you love the story! I often find myself that excited for updated with curtain stories, and I'm honored that mine is one for you! You are very welcome for writing, and thank YOU so much for reviewing.

Jesla777 - I hope you do live the reveal, I'm not feeling too hot about it. I've written it,and I've read it over and over again, and I'm not too sure how to make it different. Originally I didn't plan on doing it the way I am, but I like this way better, but still not as secure in it as I wish I were...Anyway, you don't really need to know that! And I really try to stick as close to the series as I can, so much so that I really hate to change any form of dialog or actions...(spoiler) like some things in Winter Soldier, for example. But that's all I'm gonna say on that. Can't reveal too much, can I?

shika93 - Steve is adorable. I almost can't take it!

Knighthawk993 - God, Tom Hiddleston is a god, I swear! Lol, that's okay, you're not supposed to really always remember Aaron; he's gone, after all. But it is still important to Jamie, just as stated in the chapter. And Yeah, I believe Steve is one of the best people to help Jamie. Just like how Phil's conversation kind of snapped something into her as well. And no, but you're close on the whole Cerberus thing. In Agents of SHIELD, the group is Centipede, not Cerberus. But they are similar in name and in their actions. And trust me, both reappear (or make their debut) in the story. I hope you found the interaction with Tony okay. I was a little unsure aboutthat as well.

PokeFace1213 - Steve and Phil are really cute. I love them so! Hope you liked her small meeting with Natasha. There will be more interacting between them in the future. But yes, we need more kick ass women in the world!

seasidewriter1 - I agree,it doesn't hurt. I'm just really into this story right now so I want to post as quickly as I can to hear what people think.I really shouldn't do it as quickly though. It will be interesting to show more of how they work together, and I hope you liked this. It's not exactly together, not like while in New York, but its a little something. More so Nat and her talking than anything. Loki and Jamie will be interacting a bit soon. And it's a good thing to get excited about upcoming things.