Disclaimer: I don't own Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Agents of SHIELD, etc. I own Jamie.

Also! It's a lot easier to understand this chapter if you watch Agents of SHIELD episode 15 of season 1. It's Yes Men, like the title of the chapter.

Chapter 9
Yes Men

"So energy readings," Jamie read over as the car drove them wherever the hell they were going. "They match to the ones from when Thor came the first time?" she asked looking up to Fitz to her right.

"Yes," Fitz answered. "They're also similar to the ones that are involved with Cerberus when they conducted the experiment with you when we found you."

"So there's a change it's tall, muscles and godly?" Jamie laughed, looking over Fitz's shoulder at the tablet in his hands.

"W-Well, yes, but there is a chance it's another Asgardian," he added awkwardly after her comment.

"And that's why I'm here," she deduced. "In case it's an unfriendly visitor."

"It's just a precaution," May told her from the driver's seat.

"Hey, I'm just happy to be out on a job with people instead of on my own," Jamie said. "It's refreshing." She bumped Fitz with her shoulders playfully, making sure they knew she meant him as well as the field agents in the front. "Plus, it's always nice to know the people Phil's hanging out with...Seeing as he doesn't come see me every week anymore."

"Fitz?" Ward called from the passenger seat. He had seemed to completely ignore everything Jamie had just said, annoying her, but she didn't dare say anything. They were on a mission, after all.

"Uh, we're definitely getting close," Fitz answered. "But it's a bit of a crap shoot. This is still science we don't completely understand."

"Seems to be a lot of that going around lately," Ward muttered. Jamie didn't miss the hesitant look he threw into the backseat at her before he leaned in closer to May, lowering his voice to discuss something private.

"Whoa, I'm getting a massive energy surge," Fitz said. "Three times of the level the one before."

"How close?" May asked.

Before Fitz could answer, a large dust cloud hit the road in front of them, causing May to swerve. The dust cleared and in the center of an oddly shaped ring in the road was a woman, dressed in old fashion battle armour, complete with a shield and a sword. She stood up, carefully watching the cars and the people who quickly got out, pointing their weapons at the new arrival. She had long, dark hair, hanging down past her shoulders, though part of it was pulled back out of her face. Under her shiny armor was red shirt Jamie couldn't possibly begin to describe.

"Huh, well, that's not Thor," Jamie muttered.

"Most definitely Asgardian though," Ward added.

"Running facial recognition," Fitz muttered, holding up a finger as to have them wait for the result. "Okay, got it," he said. "I don't have a name, but I can confirm she was in New Mexico fighting with Thor and his mates. She's on our side."

"Stand down!" May ordered. "She's a friendly."

The woman walked forward, looking among the group for someone to help. "You are of SHIELD?"

"Yeah," Ward answered hesitantly.

"I am Lady Sif of Asgard. Your world is in grave danger."

Jamie sighed. "Yeah, well, when isn't it in grave danger recently?" she muttered. "Lady Sif, I'm Private Jamie Roe. I fought with Thor the last time he was here."

"You are the warrior of light Thor spoke of?" she asked, examining the girl.

"Warrior of light?" Jamie groaned and rolled her eyes. "Kind of? I'm not really a warrior of light. I just happen to admit energy, giving the illusion that I am light." She raised her hand, and focused her energy in her hand, admitting the blue glow everybody recognized her for. "See?"

"A gift bestowed by magic, no doubt," Sif stated, nodding to her.

"Perhaps more of a curse," Jamie went on. "Depends on who you're a asking." Jamie glanced back at May, who nodded her head at her to go on, seeing as Sif was responding well to her. "Care to join us and elaborate more on this danger?" she asked, motioning towards the cars.

"That would be for the best," she agreed, following the group back to the cars to head back to the Bus.

Jamie stepped out of the car, walking a couple feet forward towards Fitz-Simmons lab until her eyes caught sight of Phil standing above them on the walkway with May, obviously discussing what Sif had, very minimally disclosed to them on the ride over; which was only that she was there looking for someone and she needed their help to do so.

It was odd being there. What she had said in the car had been try; it was nice to be on a team every now and then, but now that her initial purpose was done - which had only been making sure that the Asgardian was a friendly, or if Cerberus was involved (which it obviously hadn't been the case). she was left to wonder what she was supposed to do now. Would Phil let her, the outsider of their little team (despite having known her longer than any of them, other than Agent May, of course)? Would he even want her there?

Things with Phil were still really weird, though Jamie wouldn't admit that out loud. She still held it against him that he hadn't just come out and told her, and the others for that matter, that he was alive. She had made him promise to keep in contact with her after they had been reunited. He didn't follow through. It had been months!
She was even a bit surprised when she heard that he wanted her help, though, of course, it wasn't exactly Phil who had called her in. That had been Agent May, though she did say it was under his instructions. Jamie didn't quite believe that though, especially when she saw that surprised expression on his face when he saw her get out of the car.

He didn't even acknowledge she was there. He just looked at her. There was no hello, no wave of the hand, no smile or even a nod of the head. He just looked at her, and looked away towards Sif. She supposed there were bigger things to worry about, but even this behavior was off and Jamie didn't like it.

But she shoved her own personal feelings aside and went to the lab after Sif, Fitz and Ward walked ahead of her. She leaned up against one of the tables behind the two male agents, arms crossed over her chest as they waited for the rest of the briefing. Ward and Fitz seemed fascinated by the alien, while Jamie just found it amusing that she wasn't all that surprised by their technology.

Sif turned around at the sound of the door opening, and the second her brown eyes landed on Phil, she reached for her sword and became defensive. "What dark magic is this?" she demanded. "Thor said you perished at the hand of Loki."

"And he was right for a while, anyway," Phil told her. "But Loki wasn't the only one with some tricks up his sleeve." He moved around the table t o stand right in front of her as he addressed her. "Turns out SHIELD has a few of their own."

"Thor will be pleased to hear it," Sif said. "He considers you a friend."

"I feel the same, which is why I'd prefer he hear it from me, if that's okay," he said.

Jamie couldn't help but roll her eyes. Right. Hear it from you. When exactly do you plan on telling him, Phil? I mean, I'm a phone call away and you never even dialed my number. Or any of the rest of us. She sighed, looking away from him. Her eyes caught Agent May, and he seemed to know exactly what she was thinking. Damn, this woman makes me uneasy….She's too good.

Sif just gave a slight nod in reply, and Phil took that as a cue to keep going on with the mission. "I understand you're looking for someone."

"I am hunting her. Lorelei," Sif said. "Six hundred years ago, she used her powers to wreak havoc across the nine realms to command armies, bring down kings, empires."
"What kind of powers we talking about?" Ward asked. "Strength? Speed?"

Sif shook her head. "Sorcery."

Jamie sighed. "Of course it's sorcery," she muttered. "Are we talking full on Loki sorcery or something else?"

"Different," she clarified. "Though Loki's powers he possessed while on your world were from the staff. He could control anyone with that while he typically has parlour tricks. Lorelei, she bends and shapes the will of men to her own purpose."

"Only men?" May asked. "Her powers don't work on women?"

"No," she said, a sign of a slight smirk present on her lips. "Men have an inherent weakness we do not share."

Jamie was forced to cover her laugh with a cough, rubbing the back of her neck with a smirk. From her experience, those words rained all to true.

"I can't imagine what she's talking about," Fitz muttered. Ward, of course, seemed to agree with him in full.

"The very sound of her voice can ensnare most. For the rare man who can resist, it's her voice joined by her touch that will overpower his will," Sif went on.

"So how do we stop her?" Phil asked.

Sif grabbed and something from her waist, and held up what looked like an off neck crown, collar device. "With this."

"And this is….?" Jamie prompted for more.

"A collar. It prevents her from speaking," she said. "She wore one like it for centuries while locked in prison. She escaped when the Dark Elves invaded Asgard and came here using one of Loki's secret pathways between worlds."

"Do we know where she is now?" Ward asked.

"All I know is the Bifrost delivered me to her last known location," said Sif.

"Mostly small towns out that way," Phil said. "Let's start looking for unusual activity within a few hundred-mile-radius: burglary, theft, assault. If this woman's used to ruling over empires she's going to be hard to please."

"Of all the idiotic things to do, I swear this has to be one of the stupidest things Phil has ever done!" Jamie huffed, plopping down onto the medical bed Skye was sitting in.

She had been informed by Simmons that Skye had been shot and in bed rest while still recovering. A gut shot, one of the worst anyone could get. She still looked rather pale, and certain movements obviously pained her, but for a gut shot, she was doing rather remarkably well.

"I mean, when going against an Asgardian than can turn out own men against us, isn't having more strong women there a good idea? Why the hell would he sit me out?" Jamie grumbled, running a hand through her hair. "I don't understand!"

"Well, Agent Coulson likes to keep things in house," Jemma muttered, obviously a bit peeved by something.

"In house? I was in his house because he had the house!" Jamie said.

"That sounds really wrong…." Skye pointed out.

Jamie rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean."

"It is a bit weird though," Skye added.

"It's really weird. He's been avoiding me. The only time to spoke to me was to tell me I wasn't going on the mission. It's like he doesn't even want me hear. Why invite me if he didn't invite me….unless Agent May did it behind his back."

"Agent May wouldn't do that," Jemma said. "...Would she?"

"Dude, May totally did!" Skye laughed. "Guess the Cavalry even wants backup every once in a a while."

"Everybody likes backup," Jamie pointed out.

"So they're hunting someone named Lorelei? Never heard of her, or in any of the Norse myths I looked into after finding out Thor was real."

"All I can imagine is her holding a sword into Lorelei Gilmore's throat or something."

Skye laughed, finding her pop culture reference funny, while Simmons just continued working, looking a bit confused. Perhaps they didn't have Gilmore Girls in England.

"Well, on the bright side, it gives us some girl tim-" Skye never got to finish what she was saying though, because at that moment, Fitz rushed in with an excitedly boyish look on his face.

"I've got you a present!" he told Jamie excitedly.

"A present? Why?" she asked.

"I was looking at your equipment and notice that you're rather lacking," he said.

"Wow thanks?" she asked.

"Well, you can't always rely on your powers, right?" he asked.

"No, I suppose not," she muttered. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, Solace-"

"Jamie," she insisted.

"Really? You want me-me to call you by your real name?" he asked excitedly.

"Uh, sure?" she chuckled. "That's why I said it. I mean, anybody Phil trusts, I trust, even if he's being a total as-"

"Okay, well, Jamie - that is so cool - I modified an ICER specifically for you."

"What's an ICER?"

"It's the new name for our Night-Night guns," Simmons told her.

"What's a Night-Night Gun?" Jamie went on.

"They're basically strong tranquilizer guns," Skye told her.

"They're Incapacitating Cartridge Emitting Rail guns," Fitz went on. "They use dendrotoxin to incapacitate whomever you shoot."

"Cool," Jamie muttered, taking the new toy into her hands.

"But that's not all," he went on. He handed her another cartridge, this one red. "I know that you have been under the effects of the neutralizing agent that Cerberus invented. Well, I went ahead and replicated it, and incorporated it into one of your own. You know, in case you go up against Cerberus or that friend of yours again."

Jamie glanced up at him. "Why would you go to all that trouble for me?"

"Well, you're a friend of Coulson's," he said. "And I guess that makes you a part of the team. Plus, I had some extra time and ideas so I just- I overstepped, didn't I?"

"No, no," she assured him. "This is….Thank you, Fitz. This is really helpful."

He smiled, rubbing the back of his neck before turning to leave, running into the doorway as he went.

"Oh he's adorable," Jamie said to the two girls. "And brilliant. Did you help him with this, Jemma?"

The woman seemed a bit shocked at the use of her first name, but she smiled and nodded. "I calculated to amount of neutralizing agent needed per bullet to be effective but not dangerous in the long run."

"Well, thank you too," she said. "No wonder you two are called Fitz-Simmons. You're brilliant."

"Oh, well, there's no need….I need to go analyze these!" Jemm a rambled, leaving the room as well.

"You know you totally just made their lives, right? An Avenger calling them brilliant," Skye said.

"Well they are! I mean, I could've never come up with this, let alone build one," she said, looking at the gun in her hands. "It's really light too…"

"Ward was taken by Lorelei," Phil told her once in his office. He had just come up from telling Skye and Fitz-Simmons down in Skye's temporary home before telling Jamie in his office. "I've got Skye trying to pinpoint their location, and Fitz is repairing the collar."

Jamie sighed, leaning forward. "I'm sorry you lost a man."

"He's not lost. We're getting him back," Phil said.

"The feeling is still the same. I'm sorry," she said. "And as much as I hate to bring this up now, I've gotta, because otherwise you'll probably just go on not talking to me for the rest of the mission."

He sighed, obviously knowing that her words were true. "I'm sorry. I've just been dealing with several cases we've had recently."

"You think that's why May called me in behind your back?" she asked.

He looked up at her. He was surprised she had figure it out. He was playing it off as he had called her in even though she was right. He didn't want her to question why one of his agents went behind his back. "Maybe, but she had no right to do so."

"Maybe, but you know I could've helped you out there. WHy didn't you let me go?" she asked.

"Because we operate a certain way here. And we're used to that."

"You know every well I'm good at adapting, Phil."

He sighed. "Maybe I don't want to bother you. I mean, after all, I haven't been very friendly or deserving lately."
"You're my friend, Phil. I'll always be here when you need me. Just call," she insisted, "even if it's just to say hi. I miss talking to you."

"I don't miss wasting my time," he said, though a moment after he said that, he did smirk. "But I do miss you too."

"So please, no more this whatever's been going on, okay?" Jamie pleaded. "Don't make me bug Fury….because you know I will, though he's been off who knows were as of late. I'll still do it."

"If you see him, tell him I'm looking for him," Phil said.

That spiked her curiosity. "You were his right hand man, wouldn't you be able to get ahold of him?"

"You would think so," Phil muttered.

"Well, if you need any help, let me know," she pressed. "But I will let him know if I see him."

"Thanks, Jamie," he said.

"Of course, anything for a friend." She stood up, arms crossed across her chest. "I'm going to go down and hang with Skye, let me know if anything changes?"

"Yes Ma'am," he chuckled.

"Well, I've asked you about everything under the sun, anything you want to ask me?" Jamie asked, chuckling as she leaned back against the wall, arms crossed with a smirk over her lips.

Her and Skye had been getting to know one another for several hours. Jamie had asked her some rather personal questions about growing up. They bonded over stories of foster homes though Skye had it much worse than she had, it turns out. But it was nice to talk to someone that understood what it was like.

"I don't know," she said, her laptop sitting on her lap as she multi-tasked trying to find Ward after his hotel was found empty." There so many thing I could ask you. I guess...what makes you the hero that you are?" Skye said.

Jamie definitely didn't expect something that heavy to come up. "I...I don't like to call myself a hero. I mean, I'm a Marine. Once a Marine, always a Marine. I follow orders, I do them. Following orders is a lot simpler; you don't really have to think. I mean, I'm not dumb, but I'm not like you with computers, or Fitz-Simmons. What I'm really good at...isn't really good. I'm really good at killing people, and that's not really something to be proud of."

"Then why do you do it?" She asked.

"I don't know, I guess why any soldier or field operative or specialist does: to make a difference, do what's right, save people. Somebody has to be the one to do the really dirty work. The stuff that makes you not sleep at night."

"That kind of makes you sound like a hero in my books," Skye pointed out.

Jaime smiled softly. "And I bet making people feel better, giving them hope is kind of your super power…"

"I wouldn't go that far," Skye said.
"I wou-"

"Hello! Just came to check on how everybody is feeling," Simons said, entering the room.

"And by everybody you mean me," Skye grimaced. "Just me."

"Yes," Simmons said.

"She's just looking out for you," Jamie said. "I know how how aggravating it can be, but it's for the best. I mean, I snuck away once from the helicarrier hospital room for a couple hours and Steve practically blew a gasket."

"Seems he's the practical, reasonable one," Jemma pointed out.

"Yeah, but he'd probably do that same thing if he had to," Jamie said. "Though, probably not for a date like I did."

"You ditched Captain America or a date?" Skye chuckled.

"I didn't ditch him….I just snuck out on SHIELD…." Jamie muttered with a shrug.

"That's hilarious. I would so do the same thing," Skye laughed.

"I reiterate, horrible patient," Jemma muttered.

"I bet you're just as bad. Doctors make bad patients, right?"

Before she had the chance to answer, Fitz came in looking a bit flustered and red in the face. He looked at Jamie and directed his thumb to the door. "Would you mind coming down to the lab? I want to show you how to clean the ICER."

Jamie pushed off the wall, all the while smiling as she nodded to him. "Sure thing," she said. She followed Fitz in silence for a bit before getting uncomfortable. They entered the lab, the ICERs displayed on the center table. He went right over to them and picked one up, testing the weight of it in his hands.

"I'm really grateful for the present," she repeated, moving to stand across the table from him. "I know this will come in handy. I go on a lot of stealth missions and I'd prefer not to kill people, if you know what I mean."

"Yes, I do," Fitz said, before pointing the gun at her and pulling the trigger.

"When do you think she'll wake up?"

"There's only enough dendrotoxin for a couple hours, but with her system it should've only lasted about half an hour or so, in theory."

"She's already been out forty-five minutes!"

"You're the one that shot her!"

Jamie groaned, her hand moving to press against her chest where she had been struck with the dendrotoxin bullet. It had barely broken the skin, just enough to inject her. The neutralizers worked exactly the same way. They weren't' like regular bullets that would go into the body.

"Fuck Fitz," Jamie groaned, sitting up. She slowly opened her blue eyes, making contact with both him and Jemma. "Nice shot…."

"I am so sorry!" he apologized.

"As you may have figured, Fitz wasn't quite himself when he acted," Jemma said.

"Lorelei?" Jamie asked.

"Yes, her and Ward planned to eliminate us from the equation, but Lady Sif managed to contain her," Jemma told her.

"Have they left yet?" Jamie asked, hopping off the table.

"No, they're in the bay now," Fitz answered. "Agent Coulson and Agent May are with her."

Jamie groaned, stretching as she made her way to the door of the room she was in. "Thank you," she told them, smiling over her shoulder as she quickly made her way down She tried not to make too much noise with her feet on the metal steps as she watched Agents Coulson and May speaking to Lady Sif.

"My apologies. The damage caused to your flying boat was unfortunate," Sif told them as Jamie made her way down the spiral staircase.

"It's seen worse," May said.

Jamie leaned against the railing, taking in the sight of the Asgardian woman. She was pretty, but not as pretty as Jamie would have imagined seeing as she could simply ensnare men with her voice and touch. She was a bit underwhelmed by the redhead.

"I assure you, Lorelei will be punished severely for the crimes against your people," Sif added.

"It must have been had for you, after everything she did, to move past it to let it go,"Phil pressed the warrior woman.

Sif smirked, but Jamie could tell it was a bit snarky and sarcastic in nature. "Odin ordered her back alive," she said. "As one of his warriors, I bow to his will."

"Regardless of what it cost you?" Phil asked once more.

"Much like your SHIELD, we are bound by our code," Sif said.

Well, those words sound familiar, Jamie thought. Following orders. You don't have to think, you just do. May not like it, but it's what you do.

"I am honored to have fought by your side," Sif said, bidding them farewell with a fist to her heart across her chest.

"Lady Sif, may I walk you out?" Jamie piped up, stepping forward.

"If you wish," she replied, taking Lorelei by the arm.

Once outside, Jamie crossed her arms and followed where she simply followed wherever she was heading. So as they walked, she spoke. Information was the main reason she was accompanying her while they walked, after all.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be much help to you on your hunt," Jamie said. "I was incapacitated, and following orders."

"Yes, we are warriors. Orders and our eternal struggle with them," she muttered.

"I was wondering if I could ask you a couple questions?" Jamie pressed.

"Yes, an ally of Thor is an ally of mine," she said, stopping with a smile.

"Since Thor went back to Asgard with Loki, and even after when everything with the Dark Elves Thor never told anybody what happened with Loki," Jamie said.

"Thor is still on your world," Sif informed her.

That was news to Jamie. Then again, nobody ever told her anything, really. "Okay, that's news to me…." She muttered. "Could you still try and answer my questions if you can though? I don't know where he is and I'm not quite sure anybody else will tell me where Thor even if I ask."

"If that is what you wish, Warrior of Light," she said.

"What happened to Loki when he was returned back to Asgard? I know Thor said he would be punished, but," she shrugged, "we have no idea what Asgardian punishment is even like."

"Oh," she muttered her expression softening. "He was held in captivity until he assisted Thor with the Dark Elves. He perished during battle."

Now she was certainly feeling mixed emotions. Loki was a murderer that killed so many. She died because of his actions. But hearing that he had done good and had lost his life because of it? That Thor lost a bright? She knew that pain. She didn't exactly forgive him, and she wasn't exactly mourning him, but she was feeling a bit on the bittersweet side of everything.

Jamie nodded her head at the information. "I'll have to give Thor my regards if or when I see him," Jamie said. "Thank you, for the information."

Sif repeated the chest salute

Jamie stepped back her eyes still on Sif as the clouds overhead darkened. Out of the clouds shot a rainbow beam of light, engulfing the two Asgardian women. Jamie had to look away from the bright, blinding light. Once it was gone, she uncovered her eyes and looked back, left completely alone.

"Oh, that is so fucking cool."

Sorry for the wait...again. This time my excuse is midterms...which I have one tomorrow that I should be studying or instead of finishing this...Oh well. I have or time to study anyway tomorrow for it anyway. There's one more chapter after this one before the movie starts. I keep saying that, but this time it's actually true! I've got the next three or four chapters finished, so things will start to get back on schedule in terms of updating. I'm not entirely happy with this chapter, but I don't believe it's going to get any better than it is so this is what it is. Hope you liked it, and please review. Next update will be on Friday.

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