A cold feeling flooded her body. However, on the outside she only remained calmed. She didn't tense, she didn't move one feature in her face. She used every bit of training she had gotten since she was a child to appear as unaffected and natural as possible. She gave Barton a questioning look.

"Dr. Foster and Dr. Selvig want to do a trial for the bridge next week. You're gonna be needed," Barton explained.

"Alright," she replied coolly.

This week would be oh so interesting.

Taking Loki to Walmart had been an experience. He wasn't exactly happy with 'Midgardian clothing' as he called it, but they found some things that he tolerated. Especially since she had put her foot down and said that this was the only selection he was choosing from. He seemed shocked at first, then unamused, but he relented and picked out what he wanted. Taking him grocery shopping was better, he said he trusted her judgement since the meal she made last night was good. Then they passed the bakery section, and he looked like a child at the candy store. So she bought him a cake.

For the next week, her and Loki fell into an easy routine. She would go to work in the morning, and come back in the evening. She didn't know exactly what he did while she was away, but when she got home he would be on the couch reading a book. Then she would cook dinner, he would clean up, and they would either watch TV or movies or read until they went to bed. It was nice to come back home to somebody, even if he was a spoiled prince at times.

They got along well, at least in her opinion. They would talk about this and that. She was trying to teach him about Earth and 'Earthly customs'. From pop culture - which she mostly used the internet and TV for that - to history and myths, to, well anything really. Sometimes he would look at her like what she had just said was crazy and stupid usually about pop culture. Which, she could understand. Sometimes she didn't get it either. And to be fair, from what he had told her about Asgard, it seemed far more advanced than Earth.

He didn't just speak of Asgard. He was well educated on many topics. But her favorite to listen to was magic. He would get so animated in his explanations, and the spells that he cast were insanely beautiful.

Currently though, Angela was driving to the area where the trial run would take place. It was someplace far out in the desert where Thor had first landed. Jane thought that they would have a better chance of success there.

Angela pulled up to the scene and parked far from the equipment. Barton, Dr. Foster, Dr. Selvig, and Darcy, were already there. So scientists were still setting some things up and pulling up alongside Angela. She quickly made her way over to the rest of the team.

"Great you're here," Jane greeted.

"Where do you need me?" Angela asked.

She knew what she was here to do. Fury had told her if things started to go to shit, shut it down. That, she could do.

"I'm going to try and open it over here." Jane pointed over to the engraving that was still on the ground from the Bifrost.

Angela nodded and stood adjacent to it, ready for it.

Barton came and stood beside wore his gear and had his bow ready. He was there to help her mostly. Fury informed him what happened when she used her powers. He glanced down at her, "You ready?"

"Yes."

It didn't take long for them to set everything up and give the all clear.

"Darcy," Jane's voice called out. "You ready?"

"Yup!" She answered back.

"Erik?" Jane asked.

Erik booted up his machine and called out, "Yes!"

"Alright, let's do this." Jane pressed a button on her machine and it roared to life. Soon the spot above the engraving swirled with energy and then a portal opened. It was small, but a portal nonetheless.

"It worked!" Jane cried out, clearly ecstatic that her theory had worked.

Angela stood in front of the portal and peered in.

Inside was a horrible looking group of creatures. They were almost reptilian, but they looked like they were machines. One turned and looked her straight in the eyes, before snarling and snapping its jaws at her.

A loud beeping interrupted her stare down and she quickly tossed a glance back at Jane. Jane was frantically trying to fix whatever was happening on the machine.

"Shut it down!" Angela commanded harshly. She looked back at the portal to see the creature heading straight for them.

Jane hit the machine with her fist, "The system overloaded! I can't!"

"Fuck," Angela muttered.

She took a deep breath and held out her hand. She felt the power shifting around her fingertips and she reached out and grasped the power that surrounded the portal. She imagined a door, and tried to shut it.

The creature's friends had noticed now and were all running at them at a breakneck speed.

Barton's arrow was trained on them. He threw a quick glance to Angela and noticed her eyes were no longer brown, but glowing a vibrant blue. "Angela?"

"Trying!" She shouted back. It felt like she and someone else were fighting to keep a door open. She pulled as hard as she could, and it finally shut.

"What the hell do you think those were?" Clint asked.

But Angela wasn't really listening. She felt blood dripping from her nose, and her head began to swim. Soon her legs went out from under her, and she landed on her knees.

"Angela?!" Clint's voice sounded far away even though she knew he was right there beside her.

"Give me…. a minute. I'll… be fine. Just..." She trailed off and forced herself to breathe deeply.

'You're fine, you're fine, you're fine.' She chanted to herself in her head.

Clint held a hand out, and she took it graciously. He helped her stand, and she dusted herself off. Jane came over and handed her a bottle of water and a tissue for her nose. Angela looked down and saw the blood stains on her gray shirt.

"Are you going to be okay?" Jane asked her.

"Yeah," Angela lied. Right now she needed to get home. When she used her powers she tended to pass out. She could feel it coming, but she was holding off as long as she could. "Barton, could you cover for me?"

He nodded, "Yeah. Take the rest of today off. You did good. I'll send the report to Fury and get back with you in the morning."

"Alright cool," and with that she headed to her car and left.

She honestly didn't know how she got home, but by the time she stumbled through the door, she was in bad shape. The entire world seemed to be spinning and her nose was bleeding again. She could hear talking, but everything sounded like she was underwater.

"You're home ear-" Loki finally lifted his head up from the book he was currently reading and saw the shape she was in. "Angela?" he stood to go and help her.

She took two more steps in the house, and fainted.

Loki caught her before she hit the ground. What in the Realms had she gotten into?