It was easy to find the trio they needed, they were all in the slowly recovering bridge, Maria now with more stitches and a bandaged arm, she was very happy to see the witch, Hermione fixed her up and got a large hug for saving Phil's life, it was the third time she had done so. Telling them was just as easy, Phil had understood and accepted easily, Maria was more worried about what would happen when Fury found out and planning taking over as Director after he screwed up with the information, while Thor had a large smile as he slapped Steve on the back and said that they'd have to visit Asgard now.

With the easy ones finished, Bruce, Tony and Thor went to repair the lab, on Hermione's insistence, while the couple head to the archer's hospital room. They found him finishing off his potions, making faces at the tastes, "God damnit Granger, can't you make these taste nicer?"

"They wouldn't work if I did Barton, you should be nicer to me, I did get you back after all," Hermione sat in another chair after hugging her normally nicer friend, "How's the head?"

"Better but still throbbing," Clint answered truthfully, lying back in bed, "Thanks for clearing my head, your method could use some work though. When I see that bastard again, I'll shove his sceptre right up his arse."

"There is a slight problem in doing that unfortunately," Steve started, rubbing the back of his neck, "We can't kill Loki."

Natasha looked between the couple, "What are you talking about? Of course we can kill him, he's only a demigod."

"What Steve meant is we, I, need him alive," the hybrid locked eyes with her friends, "Beat the living hell out of him but if you kill Loki a portion of my soul will be forever changed."

"Nightshade?" The assassin was worried for her friend now, "The situation has changed since the battle?"

Nodding, the brunette said, "He's another mate, one I never knew was possible, so we sort of need to keep Loki around. Sorry about this."

Hawkeye groaned and thumped his head back into his pillow, making him groan again only this time in pain, "Stupid hybrids."

"Clinton Francis Barton," Hermione said sternly to her friend, "I did not have a choice in this, I was not even aware that I could have two mates as a vampire doesn't have the ability. Now, just because Loki is not to be killed does not mean that you have to be best friends with him, it simply means that you must hold your temper. The other Avengers are aware of this and you and Tash are both well aware that you are both considered Avengers in your own right, but if you want to fight with us, you must agree to not kill my second mate."

Natasha knew how hard her friend had fought against her feelings concerning the man holding her hands, how she would have done anything to not have this latest development, so nodded, "Alright but I expect full approval to punch his face in once we're done saving the world."

"Agreed," the witch laughed before seeing her stubborn friend not yet swayed, "Hawkeye, we're going to need you out there, keeping us safe from sneak attacks. Loki is a damaged demigod with major daddy issues and had this not happened, you know full well that I would be right beside you as we decimated him as well as his army. Unfortunately the gods hate me, or are having serious fun watching me flounder, so we all have to deal with the latest pains pushed onto us all. Are you going to help or will I be forced to restrain you in this room until we return?"

He stared long and hard before answering, "I will behave but…"

"I know, payback will be allowed," Hermione cut in with a grin, one that dropped as her phone went off and she checked the screen, "Oh crap, he's going to kill him for that."

"What?" Clint asked, getting up and ready.

"Tony is going to kill Loki. Come on, we're heading out in 10 minutes, my chopper," Hermione left at a sprint, Steve following closely behind her as she ran into the lab, "Suit up. My chopper leaves in 10 minutes, anyone not there will be left behind."

Steve simply shot the confused trio an apologetic shrug, not knowing himself exactly what was going on. He skid to a stop mere inches behind his girl as she silently faced off with Fury. The one-eyed man broke first, "Found Loki, Granger?"

"Wards around Stark Tower registered the stolen quinjet moments ago"

"Your intentions towards him?"

Quirking an eyebrow, the witch asked her own question, "The council want to know if I'm going to kill him or let him free?"

"The council wants to send a nuke to blow most of Manhattan to prevent a portal and destroy Loki in the process"

"Director Fury, until we return no aircraft will be leaving your helicarrier and as for Loki, he won't be dead or free but he will not be the prisoner of SHIELD," getting close to him, she said deadly seriously, "Tell the council that I know everything about them from their names to the schools their grandchildren attend, they screw with my family and the same may just happen back at them. Now, if there's nothing more?"

Blinking quickly, Fury moved aside, muttering to himself as he head to the council room, "Never threaten the Avengers, Granger is too fucking scary."

By the time the couple got to her helicopter, the witch neutralising every quinjet on deck and making sure all bays were disabled, everyone was inside. With Bruce riding shotgun, Hermione turned to check everyone was ready to get a surprise, "Does Director Fury know his second-in-command and best agent are playing hooky?"

Maria and Phil were pulling on their flak jackets when the witch spoke, so swung around with guilty grins, "We left him a note."

"No doubt pinned to his back," Hermione laughed, starting the chopper up, "All of you who use them, be sure you are fully armed. Tony, recharge your suit as we fly, we don't know how long this battle will take and sorry but you're rather weak and killable without the suit. Phil, Maria, I would love for you both to remain in here, fight from inside, damn thing flies itself and is a hell of a lot safer than out there. And let it be known that if any of you so much as think of dying on me, I will make your lives hell, after saving you. Understood?"

Everyone nodded and went to do as ordered, Steve coming up and jokingly asking, "Who's in charge of this team again?"

"You are but they're my family so that overpowers that"

"And Mia terrifies us more," Phil added in, holstering a sawn-off shotgun to his leg.

"Not to mention that seeing as my darling sister is in charge of you, that makes her the true head honcho Cap," Tony ruffled the brunette locks while his empty suit charged.

The soldier just grinned, "I figured that one out already Stark. ETA to destination?"

"5 minutes," then things went bad fast, "Fuck."