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Chapter 12

Frigga fussed over Clint's clothes, smoothing the purple and silver cloth. She gently straightened the fastenings silver buttons of his clock and stepped away to admire her work. Clint rolled his eyes as he shook his hands from the long sleeves, hating how his arms were covered. He was decked out in all kinds of jewelry, looking as regal as any member of the royal family.

"You look lovely," Frigga said. "Now, stop fussing! This is important!"

"I know," Clint said. "I just... this feels so over the top."

"I am to make a major announcement to all of Asgard. Of course it will be over the top." Frigga was dressed just as regally, the silver and gold with green accents making her look like the Queen she was. A silver crown of vines sat on her head.

"Mother, Clint." Frigga and Clint turned to see Loki standing at the door way, dressed in black and green, his golden helmet on his head. "It's time."

Loki held one arm out for his mother and the other for Clint. Clint rolled his eyes but took the offer, knowing it was all about decorum. The trio walked through the palace to the large balcony that overlooked a courtyard at the edge of the palace, leading to the city. Odin stood by the door and took Frigga from Loki and lead the group to the balcony to the loud cheers of the people of Asgard.

Odin held up a hand. "People of Asgard. I welcome you and present, the Queen."

Loud cheers echoed in the land as Frigga stepped away from Odin and up to the edge of the balcony. "Asgard, I greet you with a light heart and news. I have chosen a successor." Loud cheers rang at the news. "My successor has proven himself in battle, fighting for a land that isn't his by birth, but his by choice. He honored those who fought in his name. I am happy to present to you, my people, your future Queen of Asgard, Clint Barton!" The cheers grew louder as Clint stepped forward to stand next to Frigga. Asgard welcomed their future Queen with open arms and adoration.

It was the third mission in the week, the sixteenth in the past month. The team was getting tired and it was truly noticed that they were down one member. Even Hulk was done smashing things. The last robot feel and Shield had taken the man into custody, to find out the why behind the trouble. Tony landed next to Steve with a thud.

"We really need a vacation," Tony grumbled, his face plate sliding up. "Or at least a break."

"We should really help clean up," Steve said, slinging his shield on his back.

"We need to rest, Steve," Natasha said, walking over to the two men. "This has been too much. Even Hulk needs a nap."

"I too could use a break," Thor admitted.

"Then how about we head back to the Tower, not answer any calls, and actually rest for a change!" Tony declared. "I think we deserve a movie night. Lots of food and nothing to do!"

Steve sighed, running a hand through his hair. "You're right."

"Wait... Did I hear that right?" Tony blinked. "Cap said I was right! Mark the date!"

Natasha shook her head. "I'll give Coulson a call and make sure we won't be bothered." Steve nodded as he helped a weary Bruce to his feet while Natasha handed him a blanket.

Before the team realized what happened, Thor had stalked over to the Shield agents and the man they had in custody. A couple agents tried to stop the gods advance but Thor pushed them away.

"Thor!" Steve barked, running over to the god. "What are you doing?!" The rest of the team followed, trying to figure out what was happening.

"I know this man."

"What?"

"Thor?"

Thor glared down at the man, who say in cuffs. "This is Einar. He was stripped of his strength and banished to this realm for his crimes against my father."

"Son of Odin," Einar smirked, his wide grin showing yellow teeth. "Such a pleasure to see you here."

"What are your plans here?" Thor asked, not bothering with pleasantries, tightening his grip on his hammer. "What do you hope to gain?"

"This realm was home to one thing of interest but it is gone," Einar said. "And in the end, you will be too late."

"What do you mean?" Thor demanded. "What is it you seek?"

"Something precious to you."

Since the discovery of the Asgardian, Thor knew he would need to speak with his father as soon as he could to discuss the best course of action. Einar didn't say anything further except to boost that he was responsible for a majority of the attacks on the Avengers. When they tried to find out why, the man wouldn't speak. Thor wasn't sure how much of his word could be trusted but something in the man's words made him want to panic.

"Something precious..." Tony said again, lounging on the couch. Natasha had been true to her word and had spoken to Phil who agreed to give them time to rest. They had returned to the Tower for rest, food, and a movie but Thor and the others couldn't help but ponder on the man's words.

"He could be talking about the Tesseract," Bruce inputted, his eyes closed.

Thor shook his head. "It is important but it is not precious to me. I will check on it when I return to Asgard."

"No one except you can lift Mjoinir," Tony mused. "So, magically hammers are out."

"If that one man was responsible for all those attacks, what could be his purpose?" Steve asked. "It doesn't make since."

Natasha slowly sat up, her eyes widening in realization. "A distraction."

"What would we need distraction from?" Bruce asked, opening his eyes.

"Not all of us. Just one."

Thor's eyes widened in panic. "Clint."

Author's Note: Special thanks to ELOSHAZZY and Katie MacAlpine for the reviews. Clint will return to the Avengers but he is still in danger. I'm basically going to kind of follow the Thor movies. I know this is a bit out of order but all of this takes place after Age of Ultron but before Dark World. It makes sense in my head but it's to give you all an idea of when in the movies I'm working. Until next time!