A/N: New version of chapter 5, for those who have already read my story enjoy it again and for those reading for the first time please enjoy as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any of the wonderful characters. Apart from my Pan, one moment she's a part of my imagination and next she off saving the world.


The lab seemed a lot calmer now that Captain Rodgers had left, with the two scientists smoothly going back to their work. Tony Stark gave her a side long glance as Pan wondered closer to the table which held Loki's powerful sceptre. The blue light emanating from its crystal pulsed gently as if it were a sentient being, Pan couldn't take her eyes off it she was completely enthralled. So far that she couldn't hear the comments passing back and forth between the others stood so near to her. Her hand reached out toward it of its own accord as her mind left the room back to so many years ago reliving the horror of that final battle with Hydra's forces.

There were so many others running alongside her, the majority of them American soldiers, with cries on their lips ready for battle, she could clearly make out the members of her British task force mixed in with the rest as they went to engage the enemy. They came suddenly, seemingly from nowhere, bright flashes of blue light some would have said they were beautiful, however Pan knew what came next. Turning her head to track the path of the nearest beam she knew what to expect she'd read the reports, but nothing could have prepared her for this. The man running directly to her left exploded almost instantly his scream cut short. Quickly men all around her were dying in one of the harshest manners Pan had ever seen, her eyes widened as she began to feel sick the noxious smell of burnt flesh entering her nose. It was all she could do to not gag and keep her feet moving toward her intended target, her brain trying to shut out the noises of the battlefield…

"Pan?" Banner's gentle question brought Pan back to herself but her unwanted memory echoed in the front of her mind, the phantom smell of that day still clogging her senses. "Are you alright?"

Noticing where her hand was she sharply withdrew it nervously rubbing it on her trousers as if to remove some lingering feeling. "Yes, quite fine." Her reply was quick as she tried to quell her emotions. Looking between the two scientists, she could plainly see their expressions of curiosity and worry. Needing to leave the room and get away from the weapon in front of her she excused herself with a quick apology, striding hurriedly from the room.

Once she had left the presence of the sceptre and the company of the others Pan leaned against the wall down the corridor from the lab. Get a grip woman! Hydra are gone and their weapons with them. Shaking her head and wiping a hand over her face she pushed off from where she had leant, composing herself as another member of SHIELD entered the corridor. Deciding on what to do next she moved off having no real reason for which direction she chose to take.

xxxxx

Without any real plan of action Pan found that she was wondering the helicarrier in a sort of daze, that was until she nearly bumped into someone, a brightly red headed someone. Natasha must have seen that she was pretty rattled for she stopped in front of her friend quickly taking in her appearance.

"Hey there, are you okay?" to anyone else Natasha's caring question would seem odd coming from the assassin but Pan was one of her closet friends (second to Barton of course) and knew how loyal the Russian was.

"Yeah I'm alright, being back and with all that's happened it must have just gotten to me" her reply came with a sigh and a small reassuring smile, "How are you holding up? Any luck on finding Barton?"

This seemed like the wrong question entirely and even though it efficiently distracted the other woman her expression turned neutral, "No not yet, but we'll find something eventually."

"Of course, don't give up eh?" this came with another smile meant to comfort Natasha, Barton was Pan's friend too but they had been through a very small amount together compared to the other two Agents. Pausing to take stock of where she was Pan realised that she must have unconsciously wondered close to Loki's cell. This caused an internal frown whilst her facial expression stayed placid, Natasha Romanoff was excellent at reading people. She seemed to be drawn to their guest or perhaps it was just a coincidence. Focusing once again on her friend and away from her thoughts she asked "Heading to question Loki?" it was an easy enough guess.

"Yeah, Fury wants to know what he's planning. Thought I'd take the Barton angle see what I can get out of him." Natasha answered opening freely giving over the information.

"Sounds good, if you don't get anything give me a call I'm sure I can make him talk." A similar smirk crossed both their lips as Natasha began to walk away, Pan watching her back as the other moved down the corridor.

"I'm sure he'd talk for you, but I doubt you would get anything useful." Pan scoffed at that she was more than apt at interrogation maybe not as good as the Black Widow but still pretty good. With a shake of her head Pan moved off in the direction she had been going, she was tempted to watch her friend go to work and then maybe have another talk with Loki herself but she knew that she should probably wait.

Having already realised where she was Pan also realised how tired she was, having not slept on her trip over and having gained no rest since arriving she probably should have gone to her quarters for a nap. She was quick to disregard this option she could be needed at any time, who knew when the Godly prisoner they held would make his move. So with an increased feeling of restlessness she heading off in the direction of the bridge, hoping to find a distraction not really minding in what form it would come.

xxxxx

Stepping onto the bridge to find it still the same hub of activity as a few hours ago she began to wonder down the centre walkway making her way to stand in front of the impressive window the room sported. Pan sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that day, after having returned from her mission things had been interesting and something in the pit of her stomach told her it would only get worse. All they could do for now was wait, as the technicians searched for Barton and Selvig, Banner and Stark looked for the Teseract, and Natasha talked information out of Loki. For the first time in a while she was beginning to feel somewhat useless.

It wasn't long into her time of private reflection that the quiet was broken by two sets of footfalls behind her, knowing one instantly to be Coulson she turned wishing to find out to whom the other set belonged. She received the answer quickly as the rich and powerful tones of one blond Asgardian echoed across the bridge deck.

"We on Asgard pretend that we are more advanced, but we, we come here battling like Bilgesnipe." Thor's reference would have been more effective had it made any sense to humans, which it didn't unless SHIELD had found one of these 'Bilgesnipes' and not informed anyone, whatever they were.

"Like what?" Coulson's confused answer enlightened Thor to their ignorance.

"The Bilgesnipe, you know; huge, scaly, big antlers. You don't have those?" Thor seemed truly interested as if he assumed that Earth would have the same animals and monsters as Asgard, the home of the Gods. This caused Pan to chuckle slightly and still looking at them over her shoulder she replied with an amused expression "Nope don't think so, but they sound interesting."

"They are repulsive, and they trample everything in their path." This was directed at her as they approached where she was standing.

"Of course they do" her comment was mostly to herself, turning back to face the dark glass she settled into a relaxed stance her hands behind her back as she waited for them to reach her. They soon came to stand either side of her and turning her head toward her friend first, she greeted him with a curt nod which was instantly returned. To greet the large, powerful man to her right however Pan decided to continue their conversation.

"Settling back in now that you've returned to Earth?" The question was polite, coming with a gentle smile and Pan hoped that it would allow them to speak openly.

"Yes thank you, however I only wished it were under better circumstances" Thor replied solemnly.

"Well I for one am glad you're here, something gives me the feeling we're going to need you in order to control your brother." Pan wished to reassure him on the topic, but the words she spoke were the truth, who better than a god to stop another god.

"I do not believe that we will be able to control him, even with my presence. You managed to keep him in one place early on however and for that I thank you" With this remark he stepped up to the glass in front of them and placing one arm on its' surface he leant forward. "When I first came to Earth Loki's rage followed me and your people paid the price and now again." Thor's face only showed regret and in this moment it was obvious to Pan that he blamed only himself.

"With everyone's help we'll be able to stop him" This surprisingly came from Coulson and Pan didn't fail to notice the stress he placed on the word 'everyone'. I knew I'd been called in for a reason, but to help bring down Loki? It seemed farfetched she may have her gifts but she was in no way as heavily trained as Natasha or Barton, Fury wouldn't want her on the task force for this, surely.

"Well if it comes to war we'll fight to the last man to protect our home, you won't have to face him alone." Pan's statement was said with conviction, if she had to choose between enslavement and going down fighting she would always choose the latter. If it's even possible that is, she kept this thought to herself however.

"In my youth I called to war…" The regret had not left him but he seemed comforted somewhat by the other's presence, offering an appreciative expression toward them.

"Wisdom and experience can come only with time, and who said war was inevitable." Pan knew this and she like Thor had had to be shown this path through mistakes and a good look at the people they had once been.

"Not inevitable, but just wait." Fury's entrance was sudden causing them all to look in his direction his reply to her comment grated on her a little but he was most likely right. "You think you can make Loki tell us where the teseract is?"

"I do not know, Loki's mind is far afield it's not just power he craves it's vengeance, upon me. There's no pain that would prize his need from him." Thor seemed very sure of this and Pan would trust his judgement in the matter, however there was only so much that the body and mind could take.

"Alotta guys think that till the pain starts." Fury said this knowingly as he made his way down the steps to where the three of them were standing.

"What are you asking me to do?" Thor replied understand exactly what fury wanted and not seeming too happy about it.

"I'm asking what are you prepared to do?" The Director never seemed to ask his questions directly. But Fury asking this of Thor was a step too far in her opinion, Thor would most likely refuse him and with the Black Widow interrogating Loki now with all her skills Thor shouldn't be needed.

"Loki is a prisoner." He didn't seem to understand the situation, obviously believes that we can contain his brother indefinitely, how naïve Pan thought this with a small frown. She knew too well from her short time with the mischievous God that he would leave when it pleased him.

"You know he's the only one who wants to be on this damn ship, right?" Pan interrupted with a scoff. Thor turned to her with a scowl uncomfortable with the implication perhaps, shaking his head he turned and moved away leaving the three SHIELD members to watch him go. So with one last glance from her friend to her boss Pan turned in the other direction meaning to leave the bridge and continue her tour of the ship.

Fury caused he to pause with one last sentence that held so many meanings, "What are you prepared to do Agent Morgan? When the time comes." Looking back at him over her shoulder she gave him the truth as she stared him straight in the eye.

"Anything." With this said she turned once more breaking the eye contact and left the other's to their own devices, there was somewhere she wanted to be and answers that she was itching to receive.