Chapter 24

[Bucky's POV]

I stood in the corner with my arms folded across my chest, my eyes narrowed at the crazy woman who sat opposite of Clint and Natasha.

Charolotte Faether (pronounced Fay-ether) Salgado. The abusive mother of Emily Salgado, the widow to Luke Salgado. Fondly known as Discord (dubbed by Tony).

Charolotte fiddled with the chains that attached her to the table and did not seem at all interested in talking to Clint and Natasha. I could tell that Clint was getting more and more irritated, while Natasha kept a calm facade. Finally, when it looked like Clint was about to crack, Charolotte looked up and I shivered.

The resemblance between mother and daughter was scary.

"I will only talk to three people in this building," she hissed, and even Natasha backed up her chair. "First off, the Prince of Lies. Secondly, my daughter. Third, him." She turned and pointed straight towards me. "I will only cooperate with them." With that, she leaned back in her chair. The master assassins stopped for a moment before looking at each other, having a silent conversation. Quietly, Natasha beckoned for me to take her place.

"I'm grabbing Loki," she said. "Maybe we can kill two birds with one stone."

I nodded and took a seat.

"What about my daughter?" Charolotte demanded, folding her arms as much as she could while she was handcuffed.

"She's unable to be here," I smoothly said. It wasn't technically a lie. Emily was still feeling horrible in her bedroom. The fever had left, but she was still weak. "So, you're stuck with me and Loki."

"Men," Charolotte sniffed, rolling her eyes. "At least the woman's tolerable."

I slammed my fist on the metal table, leaving a dent. She didn't even flinch.

"You are the one who was willing to cooperate with me. You. Now, talk," I growled. "Why do you hate Emily?"

"Don't even say her name," Charolotte hissed. "I never wanted to have kids. Her father did." I opened my mouth to ask what she meant, but the door slowly creaked open, revealing Loki in a fitted, black suit. "Speak of the devil..."

"I'm sorry, but he was unable to attend. He asked me to come in his stead," Loki smoothly played off. Clint stood up and walked out, leaving Loki to take his place. "Hello, dear Charolotte."

"Loki," she spat, gritting her teeth. "A pleasure."

"Now, I hear you haven't been answering all the questions," Loki clicked his tongue disapprovingly. "Why are you being such a naughty girl?"

"Look here, God of Mischief and Lies," Charolotte practically yelled. "I am not going to be swayed by your silver-tongue. I demand to be released."

"You are a danger to everyone in this facility, including Emily," Loki fired back.

"Of course, always Emily," Charolotte grumbled, narrowing her eyes at Loki. "Always her, never me!"

I furrowed my eyebrows and glanced between Loki and Charolotte.

Ok...what the heck did I just miss?

"Charolotte, I wouldn't have done what I did if I didn't love you!" Loki shouted, standing up. "You knew that! I told you every single night. And I heard what you said earlier about Emily. It's a lie. You were the one who wanted children. We had Emily and you threw away a perfect child for one who was firstborn!"

"Whoa, time out!" I yelled, standing up. "It might be because I'm from the 1940s, so that makes me old and I hear things, but did I just hear what I thought I heard?" Loki glared between me and Charolotte.

"Yes, Soldier of Winter. You heard correctly: I am Emily Salgado's father."

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[Clint's POV]

Ah heck no.

I burst through the interrogation room's door and stalked over to Loki.

"You were under no authority to mention that!" I yelled, slugging him. Loki went down and Natasha had to come in and hold me back. "Nat, take him back to his room."

"Are we not going to talk about the fact that Emily's father is alive?" demanded Bucky, looking angrily at me and Loki and Charolotte...basically everyone in the room besides Nat. "And that her father is him?" He pointed an accusing finger at Loki. Charolotte, on the other hand, seemed amused.

"I just assumed you told them all," she smirked, and a small giggle pierced the silence. "Gosh, this is hilarious. How about we tell dear little old Emily?"

"Stay away from my daughter, you devil's spawn," growled Loki, rubbing his jaw. "One of these days, I will find you, and I will kill you for what you have put her through."

"Barnes, you're with me," I said, snapping my fingers. "Discord, you'll be staying here for the time being." With that, I roughly grabbed Bucky's arm and promptly dragged him out of the interrogation room. Once the door was closed, I slammed Bucky up against the wall.

"You will, under no circumstances, reveal to Emily that Loki is her father," I hissed, keeping my voice low so the nearby cameras couldn't hear us.

"And why wouldn't I?" he murmured, a deep fire of hatred in his eyes. "I won't let her go through anymore suffering."

"If we reveal that he's alive, and we knew, there is no speaking of what she might do."

"Which is exactly why we need to trust her to make the decision!" Bucky fired back. He paused and said, "Is there any more secrets I should know about the Salgado family?"

I shook my head. "That's all we knew."

"What did Loki mean by 'for one who was firstborn'?" Bucky asked, eyeing the camera nervously.

"For once, I have no idea."

A/N: Hey dude and dudettes. Sorry that this chapter is kind of...blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand. I'm like, seriously running out of ideas again. The jar is empty. So PLEASE! If any of y'all have someone you'd like to see, leave a review and tell me. Your suggestions help; like really, they do.

SPOILER! Congrats to FanGirlForever19 and Anonymous-Sarah for guessing correctly! Loki is in fact, Emily Salgado's father :) Did y'all like the build-up of that? If you read closely, you will notice that Emily's father name is Luke (Luke, Loki, ehh? ehh?) and that he speaks Norwegian (Norway was once where the Vikings lived, whose gods were the Norse gods, ehh? ehh?)

Also, can I fangirl about a moment in my story? When Charolotte says, Speak of the devil, and Loki smoothly replies, He was unable to attend. He asked me to come in his stead. I could feel Loki's sarcasm coming out of the story.

Please leave a comment, question, concern, or conspiracy theory. Also, leave any suggestions y'all may have on something you'd like to see :) Have a great end of the week!