Sitting at the table of the helicarrier, Emily thought about the events of yesterday. Loki broke out of his "cage", they got Barton back, and the Hulk and Thor were currently off the radar. Seeing Andy's bruised face sitting across from her, she internally cried. It was her fault the bruise was there. It was her fault that David was bed-ridden. It was her fault that Monique has 6 broken ribs. It was all her fault.
Andy glared at Emily, already seeing the look of guilt spreading over her face. "Em, it's not your fault. Don't blame yourself." Andy reached across the table to grab Emily's hand, squeezing it comfortingly. Emily smiled sadly at the other girl. Andy stood before excusing herself before walking down the hall. Emily ran after her, and they both walked into David's room.
"Hey sugar, how you feeling?" The man lying on the bed looked broken and beaten. Emily sat in the chair next to his bed, and looked up at Andy. "I'm just gonna leave you two alone…" Andy walked back out, leaving the pair alone. David looked at Emily, a broken smile gracing his face. "I'm so sorry, David. I never meant for this to happen." She cried, tears rolling down her face. David lifted his hand you her face. "It's really not your fault, kid. It's nobody's…except Loki. I don't care what you say to me, ever, but I hate him." Emily grinned. "Don't let Andy hear you say that."
Deciding David needed his rest, she walked back into the main room. "We need more people! Especially since Bruce and Thor aren't here at the moment." Emily raised her eyebrow at Andy, who was currently in the face of Director Fury. Thinking for a moment, Emily finally spoke. "What about Cookie? And Joseph, too." Andy's face brightened at the mention of her best friend.
"Yes! Fury, my phone please?" Fury didn't give her phone back. In fact, he just stood there. "C'mon, I said please!" He continued to stare blankly at her. "I will not authorize this until I know exactly who these people are." Groaning, Andy walked back to her room, and returned with two files. "Um, Andy, why do you have their files?" Andy grinned. "Because of times like this, my dear Emily."
Fury went over their files, before nodding and tossing Andy's phone back. Andy cheered, before turning her phone back on and calling the two. "Hey, Cookie!" She walked out of the room, so nobody heard the rest of her conversation. She came back about thirty minutes later with a triumphant smile on her face. "They'll do it. They said they'd meet us in New York tomorrow."
"Today, we plan what to do. We know Loki's going after a high place with lots of power. Anybody know a place like that?" Tony tried to look preoccupied, but Andy's head shot up. "I know where he's going! Stark Tower!" She ran over to a computer, typing away, and smirked over at Tony. On the screen was a security video of Tony dancing in his underwear. Soon, that video was all over the helicarrier. Tony scrambled to the computer and tried to turn it off.
Everyone was laughing, even Natasha. Andy was shoved out of the way, and the video turned off. Andy stayed on the floor, laughing so hard she had tears rolling down her face. Tony was blushing hard, his face a nice bright red. "Tony why-why were you-dancing?" She gasped out, in between laughs. Emily was leaning against Steve, who was also laughing.
"Because I thought it was in private. Remind me to disable JARVIS when I get home." Fury was chuckling to himself, and after Tony's embarrassment subsided, they began planning. "Allie, Emily and Andy will take Stark Tower, along with Tony. The others will try and get as many people as they can out of the city." Everyone nodded, and went to get a bit of rest.
The next morning, Emily jumped into action the minute she woke up. She showered, dressed, and looked ready to kick ass before anybody else was up. She decided to get some training in, and went to the gym. She worked the bag, did her daily work out that she'd been neglecting, and went on the treadmill until Andy came down to get her.
Fury stood at the round table, a serious look on his face. Everyone else was up, some nursing coffee, others looking wide awake and ready to go. David was up and moving, Monique was slow, but good to go, and Allie – the worst person in the morning – was wide awake, guns in their holsters; ready to move. Andy was kicked back, bow on the table, arrows on her back, grin on her face.
Emily thought about every bad situation they'd been in. Andy was always the calm one, the one that you went to when things went from bad to worse. She looked at every situation like it was a piece of cake, which to her, it was. But in no way was she irresponsible. She put everyone before herself, got everyone out alive, even if it put herself in danger. And that's why she was respected…most of the time.
Everyone was soon escorted to a plane, some with nervous feelings pulling at their guts, others with adrenaline flowing through their entire body. Emily took a seat next to Steve; Allie next to Bruce; and Andy sitting alone. The five of them were the only ones that could fit in the plane, so Monique and David were with Natasha, Clint and Thor. Tony flew ahead, and was probably already at Stark Tower.
Andy had her eyes closed and was probably going through every position she could shoot her bow in. Emily was going through the plan in her head, sometimes making the occasional hand gesture. Allie was checking her gun, checking her back-up loads, and running her gloved hand along the top. The planes landed, and everyone got off, weapons ready.
Andy and Clint ran off to different rooftops, Natasha stayed on the ground with everybody else, and they all waited. Soon, they heard a terrifying groan coming from the skies, and Bruce had already "Hulked-Out", and was scaling the buildings, ready to smash. Andy took a deep breath, arrow poised in her bow, arm drawn back ready to release it.
Clint sat next to her, bow on the ground beside him. "Relax, kid. They're not here yet." Andy sighed, bringing her own bow down to her side. "I've spent my whole life being prepared. I'm the one everybody depends on if it goes wrong. I'm the one responsible for everyone." She shrugged, crossing her legs and leaning back on her arms.
Clint nodded, somewhat understanding. When the first wave of the alien army came through, they took out as many as they could while still having arrows left. Andy grabbed her gun from her hip and shot everything that wasn't one of her guys. Looking down, she watched her team and the Avengers kicking ass and taking names.
Emily had sweat dripping down her face as she kicked at every alien that came near her. Tony was probably still dealing with Loki, and that's what they needed at the moment. Thor slammed his hammer into the things, Captain hitting them with his shield, and Natasha shooting them; so far, they were winning. Clint yelled 'DUCK' but she didn't react fast enough, and had a fist connect with her cheek.
Cursing, she held a hand to her cheek, and pulled back when she felt something wet and sticky on her fingers. "Son of a bitch!" Both cheeks were bruised, one was bleeding, but they both stung. "That bitch is going down." She muttered darkly, blood dripping down her cheek, onto her neck. She lifted her bow and shot arrows, one right after another. She hit all of her targets, and didn't stop until she was out of arrows. When that happened, she resorted to punching, kicking, and throwing them. Clint didn't pay attention to her much, but he did appreciate how she was keeping them off his back.
Down below, everything was going as smoothly as it could, considering there was a green giant climbing buildings, two people shooting arrows from the sky, and a living legend kicking ass. Emily was exhausted, nearly collapsing against a car. Allie glanced at her worriedly before another demon from space attacked her.
Everyone was so preoccupied with the aliens; they didn't notice Tony flying towards the hole, carrying a missile over his head. But they did notice the hole closing, and his going in it. Andy stopped, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. Clint stopped too, and waited. Andy almost cheered when he came falling back out, until she noticed that he wasn't stopping himself.
Bruce hopped from a building and caught the falling man, and landed on the ground. Emily ran over, along with Andrea Baker – Cookie – and Joey Malone. Thor ripped Tony's mask off, and everyone waited, nobody breathing. Emily sighed in relief as the arc reactor whirred to life in his chest. Tony gasped and sat up.
"You know what I wanna do? Well, after we take care of Reindeer Games. Get some schwrama. I don't know what it is, but I want to try it." Everyone chuckled. Andy and Clint jogged up to the group, and Emily gasped at the big gaping wound on the side of Andy's face. The girl looked up at the gasp and waved it off. "I'll be fine. Put some gauze on it, and I'll live." She said with a tiny grin. Emily laughed, shaking her head. Same old Andy.
"Let's get back to Stark Tower, take care of Loki, and get everyone fixed up." Steve said, an authoritative tone in his voice. Everyone nodded, but Andy stopped short when she heard a familiar voice calling her name. "Andy, oh my God! Are you okay?" Andy turned to the voice, and broke into a run when she saw the one person she never expected.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" She cried, hugging the man who resembled her quite a lot. He had brown hair, instead of Andy's strawberry blond, but he had her vibrant green eyes, and facial features. "I've been living here for a couple weeks. I was going to come find you, sweetheart, but I didn't know where to look. Ever since your mother kicked you out, I've been trying to find you. God, I've missed you so much."
Tony and the others watched the scene. Andy was wrapped in an embrace, her father crying as he held onto his only daughter. "I've missed you too, Dad. So much." She backed away, tears of her own trailing down her face. She winced as they went into the bruise/cut on her cheek. Her dad looked at her cheek and paled. "Jesus, Andy, what have you been doing?" Andy grinned sheepishly.
"Just saving the world. No big deal." She tried to wave it off, but her dad just stared at her. "What, I'm being completely serious! And, I'd love to stay and talk – really, I would – but we've got to go. Like, now. So, bye, I'll find you later! Love you!" She turned and ran off with the rest of them, leaving the man looking dumbfounded.
"You've got a great dad. Really caring." Andy snorted before telling her: "Completely opposite of my mom. My mom did kick me out, when I was fifteen. Helen took me in and trained me. Been there ever since." Emily frowned. "Your mom sounds like a bitch…" Allie laughed loudly, as did Andy. "That's one way of putting it." Emily walked with the two, a smile on her face.
When they got to Stark Tower, they found the interior destroyed, mostly the floor, which had God shaped holes all over. They all turned to Bruce, who just blushed and shrugged. Andy walked over to the God who was laying on the floor. "Great job, Genius, you've destroyed almost all of Manhattan. But, you didn't complete your goal, so I am now here to gracefully laugh in your face. Ha-Ha!"
Loki was beyond pissed at Andy's little stunt, but couldn't reply because a muzzle was forcibly stuck to his face. Handcuffs were placed on his wrist, and he was led out of the building. Everyone changed into more comfortable clothes, and wounds were cleaned and taped up. Emily was sitting on the couch next to Steve, and looked deep in thought. Andy came bouncing over and took a seat.
"Penny for your thoughts. Dollar if they're dirty." Emily's eyes widened and a strangled laugh escaped her lips. "What?" She choked out, and Steve had turned a nice shade of pink. Andy pulled out a penny from her pocket, and gave it to Emily. "Now, tell me what's on your mind." And Emily let the flood gates open. She told Andy every thought she'd had that day, and Andy listened to them all, even the one's she'd rather not hear.
"Wow, okay, seems like you've been thinking a lot today. I haven't thought that much in my 23 years of life." Andy stated, a laugh erupting from her mouth. Emily laughed, before hugging the girl. Andy smiled before wrapping her arms around the younger girl's waist. "C'mon, Thor's taking Loki back to Asgard for his punishment."
Walking down the street, a muzzled Loki beside her, Andy glanced up at the God. "Hey, Loki, does that muzzle work?" Loki glared at her, and Andy just smiled gleefully. "Monique, I know what you're getting for Christmas!" Monique flipped her off, which made everyone chuckle. "Hey Thor, do you think you could bring me one of those?" The God nodded, a bit of humor shining in his baby blue eyes.
Once the Gods left, everyone went their separate ways. Andy and her group watched them leave, waving at the others, smiles on their faces. When they were the only ones left, they sat down on the curb, surveying the damage Loki had caused. They'd deal with it tomorrow, of course, but that didn't make it any less horrible.
The group walked down the street, sun outlining their bruised and tired bodies. They'd deal with the damage tomorrow. Today, they were celebrating their victory. Andy smiled. Sweet, sweet victory.
AccioLoki here:) this story is nowhere NEAR finished. If you guys saw this chapter before I deleted and changed it, you would've seen that I said this would be the last chapter. It's not. This story has so much more to it, and I just didn't feel right ending it here. I hope you'll stay with me through the rest of this journey, through all 4 stories, and through all the romance. Enjoy, lovies:)
P.S, I changed this chapter a bit cx I'm sorry for the confusion, but I didn't like the flow of everything, or lack of flow. I hope you continue reading! I love you:)
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