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I jolted from my sleep and flushed that dream of a happy reunion to a sick twisted nightmare away, letting out a quiet sigh of relief. I shifted on the couch and dislodged my left arm which was uncomfortably above my head. An arm was snaked around my waist and held me firmly in place to keep me from falling off the edge of the couch. It wasn't my room and I recalled last night's events hazily and moved to get up. A groan escaped Loki's lips as he awoke.
I still feel terrible, how much longer will these symptoms last? I have to leave before they see me here.
"I'm sorry but I have to go back to my-"
I stopped dead in my tracks and looked down with dread. It was a heavy cast iron chain and cuff connecting my wrist to… Loki's. I screamed loudly and fell off the couch successfully dragging Loki down with me in his groggy state. I scooted away from him and stood up quickly but was stuck for Loki was still laying there. The chain was 2 feet long and Loki's face was a mixture of confusion and angry which mirrored my own. He stood up towering over me as the chain moved with him becoming the fierce god we had captured in Germany. The chain rattled as he looked down, green wisps of magic flowing from his fingertips. His free hand twisted at an odd angle and green flames engulfed the chain trying to burn it. It caused an explosion of fire which the chain absorbed and it glowed stronger and more radiant. Loki scowled at the failed attempt tried again and again before finally looking to me.
"What is-," Loki began to question before Avengers burst through the door causing me to jump closer to Loki as they stared in shock. Tony pushed through to the front where Nick Fury stood there with his arms crossed.
"Can somebody tell me what the hell is going on here," Fury asked.
"Constance…" I heard Tony whisper with glassy eyes as he saw me hiding behind Loki.
I stepped in front of Loki with my hands up to explain before he was electrocuted by the several guards standing in the doorway who looked quite trigger-happy. If Loki were to be shocked then I would probably feel it too and I wasn't up for that.
"We won't move. I patrolling the ward to ensure that Loki was- had been... my fever was-"
"The truth. You really must learn to lie better, I will be sure to teach you soon," Loki whispered into my ear for only me to hear.
"Would you care to share, Agent Vold?" Fury was more irritated by the second. I was truly at a loss for words and my only alibi was Loki who wasn't helping.
"What Miss. Vold trying to say is," Loki began to help me out in my second time of need. Although, this time I think he was going to tell the truth. "she came to me assistance because of my skills in the magical arts. We spoke and shared a moment. When we woke up, this chain was here. You will have inquire any other details from Miss. Vold for that is all I know," he smirked, mostly directed at Tony.
"I… I… It's true." I mumbled.
"What," almost all the team yelled out except Bruce.
"Quiet," Fury barked, disappointment lurked in his eye. I kept my head down most of the time but peeked to see shock in every single one of the team members eyes. Most of all, Tony. His eyes were laced with tears but they remained unshed and his face read pure hurt. Loki's sharp and taunting laughter filled the air and I turn back to look at the pure look of joy plastered on his face.
"What a joyous day, your army falls swiftly and I have one of your own that comes willingly," he sneered.
Fury raises his eyebrow in question at me and that's when the angry bubbles up to the surface.
"No! Stop, this isn't funny. I didn't do anything. Come on, this has got to be a joke!" I said my voice rising furiously. My breathing was labored and sway into Loki who makes things worse by holding me gently and protectively.
"You tell me, Agent Vold," he says calmly.
Once again I was speechless and gazed down at my hands turning them over and over again. They were still nails but growing, sharper, and 3 inches longer. A single slash at someone's neck and death would be inevitable and thoughts like that were dangerous. They were very dangerous and made me think twice before acting. I swallowed a thick lump in my throat that blocked my speech. But the words were still lodged in my throat, at the very tip of my tongue.
"I didn't do anything. I'm a part of this team and that's all there is to it," I said firmly, holding my ground. My confidence had dwindled long enough. I was sick was stuttering and the confusion that caused me to act skittish.
"I see," said Fury who turned on heel quickly. "lock them up quickly. I want this situation taken care of before anything else happens."
"Wait… what!?" I stepped forward quickly, the chain clanging. The guards jumped around us in a tight circle, the team still there. Fury had walked out long ago leaving me with no plea bargain. A feeling that I'd buried long ago had dug it's way to the surface of my skin leaving me helplessly emotionally damaged.