Happy Tuesday, my lovely readers!
I've made the decision to change my update days from Mondays to Tuesdays as I now work Mondays *insert sad face*. It sucks, but I guess this is the only way to get money... funny how that works, right?
Big thank you to all those who have followed and favorited the last chapter, it means a lot guys.
Disclaimer: I do not own any Marvel characters that may be used or any Marvel storylines or arcs.
Claimer: I only own the character Elizabeth Jones (Lowri Jones and any other names she uses) and her story past, present and future.
Recap
"There were more?" Steve asked.
"Yes. But they weren't bases that you took down, they were smaller ones, communication branches and storage units mostly. None of them were heavily guarded but Chester allowed me to go. He agreed that my skills were too good to be wasted." Lowri confirmed.
Steve had a knowing smile on his face and he stepped back. "I'm glad you finally saw what I saw."
Lowri nodded her head and turned back to the control panel.
"Agent Romanoff, Agents Jones. We've got a hit on Loki in Germany. Co-ordinates are being sent through now. Get a jet up in the air. The Captain is going with you." Nick's voice ran out in Lowri's ear piece and she looked up.
"What is it?" Steve asked, his voice laced with concern.
"We've got a hit on Loki." Lowri said, turning to him and smiling. Lowri pressed her finger to her ear piece. "Wheels up in ten." She replied.
Lowri quickly shut everything down and then the door opened, Phil Coulson stood in the doorway, grinning.
"Captain, if you'll come with me, I'll show you to where your uniform is kept." Phil said with a smile, he looked from Lowri to Steve and back to Lowri again, as if he couldn't believe he had just said that sentence.
Steve glanced at Lowri and when she nodded her head at him, he stepped off and followed Phil down the hallway, leaving Lowri alone.
She closed the door after her and headed for her room. She needed to change into some of her combat gear as her current choice of clothing wasn't exactly practical for fighting aliens.
Lowri dressed in a pair of black tight-fitting trousers and a matching jacket that hugged her torso with the S. H. I. E. L. D. logo on the left arm. She strapped the holsters to her thighs and slid her guns in, her hair was tied back in a plait and twisted at the nape of her neck, ready for the headset in the quin jet.
Before Lowri left the room, she took a few seconds to look over herself in the mirror on the wall of her room. As soon as she saw her neck, she felt her stomach drop with realisation. The necklace from Steve had always been around her neck on every single mission she had been on, what if it was some sort of good luck charm? Now with the necklace back with Steve, Lowri felt odd.
She placed a hand where the star would have hung and sighed, the necklace had been a part of her for so long and she feels naked without it. But, there's nothing she can do about it now. A mission awaits.
There was a jet waiting for them on the flight deck and Lowri immediately commandeered it. She changed several settings to her preference and then set about preparation for flight. Nat boarded the jet about thirty seconds after Lowri and made herself comfortable in the navigator's seat beside Lowri.
"And where have you been hiding all this time?" Nat asked as she strapped her things into the compartment behind their seats. The cockpit was small, but it was still easy to manoeuvre around the small space.
"Testing out the new sim room." Lowri replied as she began the pre-flight checks that should have been done already.
"And does it meet your incredibly high standards?" Nat asked as she tugged the strap holding the rucksacks in another compartment down.
"Barely." Lowri replied, she looked back at Nat and smirked knowingly. "It's good. I like it."
Finally, Lowri strapped herself into the pilot's seat as Nat brought the others on board and took her own seat. They were ready to set off, and Lowri had a rush of adrenalin soaring through her.
"Ready?" Lowri asked as Nat finally took her seat next to Lowri and strapped herself in.
"Yeah. Let's get this thing rolling." Nat replied.
Lowri glanced down the back of the jet and she saw the very familiar uniform of red, white and blue and she snapped her eyes forward. She knew Steve was coming with them, she knew that he would be wearing his old uniform, but seeing him in it brings back so many memories.
She slid her headset on and activated the communication link. Lowri asked for clearance from the Control Tower and once clearance was given, Lowri activated the vertical take off and took off.
"Oh, look at that." Lowri said, her eyes caught on the time. "Two minutes early." Nat rolled her eyes at Lowri, but she smiled.
They took off and shot off in the direction of Germany. The journey to Germany was fast and easy, thanks to Lowri's vast experience at flying and the S. H. I. E. L. D. jet, which is pretty powerful, and pretty soon, they were in the air over Germany. Lowri hovered the jet over a street when they had word that Loki had left the building he had been occupying and was now creating havoc on the streets.
Lowri touched down on a street just across from the square where Loki was and allowed Steve off. She got back into the air quickly and turned so they could see what was happening.
Hundreds of people, some in normal clothing and some in elegant dresses and smart suits were all in the square, and in front of them all was one man, he wore dress clothes but then as he walked towards the square, his clothes transformed into Asgardian battle gear and then he multiplied himself to stand in a large circle, surrounding the people in the square.
Then, everyone in the square got to their knees to kneel. Steve was jogging quickly towards the square but when he saw them all kneeling, he picked up the pace.
An elderly man got to his feet and he seemed to deny Loki.
"I really wanna hear what they're saying." Lowri remarked as they watched as Loki aimed his sceptre to shoot another one of those blue shots at the elderly man but Steve jumped in and used his shield to deflect the shot.
"What's the beef between you and Rogers?" Nat asked, Lowri shot her a look.
"Now isn't really the time to be asking that, Nat." Lowri replied, she looked back at the stand-off Steve and Loki were having.
"Well, for old-time lovers, you're not showing much love." Nat remarked, her eyes scanned the scene below. "Oh, it's our moment." Nat grinned. She pressed a few buttons and spoke into the speaker. "Loki, drop the weapon and stand down." Nat said, her voice was amplified through the loud speaker that played below.
Nat pressed another button and the big guns came down from storage, loaded themselves with a round and Nat aimed them at Loki.
Loki merely smiled and aimed his sceptre at the jet. Lowri thanked her fast reactions when she jerked the jet out of the way, she straightened up as Steve threw himself at Loki. She almost growled when she saw Steve do that.
"Take control." Lowri ordered, she took her hands off the control column and yanked off her headset. She left the cockpit, grabbed an earpiece and shoved it in.
Nat quickly took hold of the control column in front of her and looked up at Lowri.
"Where are you going now?" Nat asked.
"Down there. Steve's no match for a god." Lowri replied.
"Neither are you." Nat pointed out.
Lowri shrugged her shoulders, "Let's see if a god is fire resistant." Lowri said with a smile. "Turn her around." Lowri called as she headed for the very back of the jet and opened it up.
"You're bloody mad." Nat remarked over comms.
Lowri grinned to herself as Nat turned the jet so Lowri could see the fight going on beneath her. Loki had just managed to get Steve onto his knees in front of him and he was pressing down on the back of Steve's head with the bottom of the sceptre.
Lowri took a running jump from the jet and threw herself from the jet. She hit the crisp night air and she called her fire to her as she began falling quickly.
Immediately, Lowri went into a dive. She could see what was going on beneath her, Steve had gotten out from underneath the sceptre and they were fighting with fists again. While Loki had all of his attention on Steve, Lowri flew directly for him, she cut out her fire completely and heated up her hands.
She dove right onto Loki and grabbed onto his face and neck, burning the flesh she touched and pulled him with her as she twisted and fell to floor.
Lowri rolled away from him and was on her feet in a shot, facing him with her hands cooled, he got to his feet quickly but most of his attention was on the burns now decorating the side of his face and his neck, giving Steve time to get his bearings and giving time for Lowri to attack.
She swept his feet from underneath him but he reacted faster than she could have thought possible, Loki was on his feet in milliseconds and for a moment, she was frozen under his harsh glare. With a roar, he swung out at her and landed a hard blow to her stomach, sending her flying away from him.
Lowri landed on her back and rolled away swiftly, half expecting Loki to be on her in seconds but he wasn't. As Lowri straightened up, she saw that Steve had taken Loki on again instead of letting Loki going after Lowri. After another quick fight, Steve was thrown away and Loki used his sceptre to shoot the blue shots.
She quickly scrambled to her feet, feeling breathless, she scanned the space in front of her and she saw Steve but then she had to dive to the side as Loki aimed the sceptre at her and a blue shot hit.
Where Lowri had just stood, the blue shot shattered the concrete. Lowri straightened up and rubbed at her face, but as she straightened up, Loki shot at her again and this time, she was too slow.
The shot caught her right in the stomach and the impact caused to the fly backwards. She hit the concrete fountain, which was about ten feet away, with considerable force.
She let out an involuntary cry of pain as she hit the concrete hard, her head ached with a dull pain from hitting her head and there was pain spreading from her shoulders down to her lower back but her stomach hurt the most.
Lowri fell to the floor, oblivious of her surroundings as she focused on her stomach, she landed on her hands and knees and gingerly pressed a hand to her stomach, she pulled her hand away and saw the blood.
The fabric covering her stomach had burnt away, leaving burns and blood on her stomach. The pain was bad but she's had worse.
Loki was upon her in seconds and her stomach exploded with even more pain as he booted her in the stomach, hard. She felt all breath leave her body as she rolled away from him, she fell clear of the concrete fountain but her body ached as she landed.
Just as Lowri stopped rolling, Loki was beside her and he reached down. One hand went around her throat and she was lifted into the air with just that one hand, squeezing tightly on her throat.
Black spots clouded her vision when the oxygen levels were cut off, she knew she was in trouble. Pain was everywhere in her body and it surrounded her like a blanket.
Lowri let out a desperate gasp as her airways closed up, her legs flailed as she struggled to find any ground, her hands scrabbled at his to release his hold on her but he's got God-like strength and she had no hope.
She could feel everything slipping away from her, her strength, her wit, her grasp on life and then her mind went to Steve, where was he? Was he hurt?
Lowri's eyes locked onto Loki's and all she could see was the crazy look in his eyes, he grinned and she realised that he was actually enjoying himself.
She was at the point of passing out, she had no oxygen, she had nothing. Could this be the way she leaves this world? Can she die from oxygen starvation? How could she recover? The world was spinning out of her control.
Loki slightly lowered her so he could look into her eyes as she was nearing the brink, he probably wanted to watch the life leave her eyes.
"Some shield you are." Loki spat. He tightened his grip on her and Lowri gasped out what felt like her final breath.
Lowri dropped her hands from her neck and concentrated all of her remaining strength into her hands to summon the fire. Once her hands were hot enough and were beginning to smoke, she reached up with both hands and grasped his hand tightly and she felt his flesh burn.
Loki let out a horrible cry and yanked his injured hand back but instead of letting her fall to the floor, he drew back his uninjured hand and punched her hard in the stomach one more time, right where she had already been hit and kicked, Lowri was sent flying backwards again but this time, she couldn't find the strength to get back up and fight again.
Lowri hit the ground and rolled until she eventually stopped on her back, every part of her body ached but the worst was her stomach, which seemed to be pumping out blood by the gallon. Her throat burned with each breath she took, her arms hurt from where she landed and she couldn't help but feel all the pain.
She had pounding in her ears and her chest ached, she heaved when she breathed, the noise in her ears were too loud for her to hear anything, but she dimly heard the loud music emitting through the air around her. Bright lights flashed across her eyes and it was painful to her, she closed her eyes and clutched at her chest, wishing for the squeezing feeling to leave.
Vaguely, she heard someone call her name and then all of a sudden, someone was beside her with gentle hands, one her shoulder.
Whoever was beside her, spoke softly, but too soft because Lowri couldn't hear them. The thudding in her ears was too much.
Lowri was pulled into someone's arms and she was lifted into the air easily, as if she weighed nothing more than a sack of feathers. Her head spun as she was moved quickly and she fumbled for something to hold onto.
Whoever held her, had her in a strong grip and he tightened his arms when Lowri shifted. She pressed closer to the chest that was covered in red, white and blue.
By the time the jet had landed and they were moving towards it, Lowri's breathing was almost back to normal, but her throat was sore and so was her stomach, she had stopped bleeding but the wound was open. Her head and back ached, everything hurt her but the pain was receding slowly.
They all got back onto the jet with Nat still in the cockpit, but she turned and watched everyone get on.
Steve sat Lowri down on the floor as close as he could get her to the cockpit and knelt down in front of her, blocking her view of Loki, sitting opposite her and on the other end of the jet and he blocked Loki's view of her.
Lowri's eyesight was much clearer now and she couldn't tear her eyes away from the crazy man.
"Elizabeth," Steve said gently, he tried to get her attention on him but she was determined to see Loki in his defeated state, yet this looked like an act to her. "Look at me, Elizabeth." Steve ordered. Upon hearing the commanding tone, Lowri snapped her eyes to him and focused only on Steve.
Her lungs were much happier now that she had access to air again and her breathing seemed soother yet she still laboured to breathe slightly, her throat was very sore but she was glad that her stomach didn't hurt so much anymore.
Lowri's eyes locked onto Steve's beautiful blue eyes and she immediately saw the concern in his eyes. The longer she looked into his eyes, the deeper she fell.
Suddenly, she blinked and it was as though she was brought back to another world. She felt a blush creep up onto her cheeks as she realised how close they were and how she had been staring shamelessly.
"Uh." She mumbled as she dropped her eyes, she spied her stomach and froze at the bloody mess. "Shit." She looked back up at Steve, who was now watching her with a slightly amused look. "Can you pass me the first aid kit?" She asked quietly in a hoarse voice.
It hurt to talk, but she tried not to show it.
She pressed her hand to her stomach, wincing as pain shot outwards from her stomach and she brought her hand away, sighing when she saw the blood, fresh blood. The wound had reopened instead of healing.
Steve turned away from Lowri with a confused look on his face but Nat rescued him and threw a bright green box from the cockpit to him and he presented it to Lowri.
"Thank you." She said quietly as she took the box. She placed the kit on the floor and opened it up, she looked for a large dressing pad to press to her stomach, her hands shook as she searched through the bag but she didn't acknowledge them. She came up with a few and ripped open one of the packets. Quickly, she pressed the dressing pad to her stomach and then looked for a rolled-up fabric bandage.
She found one and passed it to Steve.
"Can you open it up please?" She asked, Steve quickly took the packet and opened it, he unrolled the end and offered it to her. She placed the end in the centre of her stomach. "Can you hold it there?" She asked him. While Steve held the one end down, Lowri swiftly moved to wrap the bandage around her body and then she wrapped another one to keep them both in place.
"Thanks." She said with a small sigh. Steve closed the box up and put it to the side but he didn't move from in front of her. "Do you remember when I told you that I have a fast healing rate?" She asked quietly, her voice was straining.
Steve nodded his head slowly, his eyes stayed trained on her.
"I'll heal in the next few hours. I'll have some bruises, they can last for a few days but I'll have scarring. Do you remember when we met in the tunnels? I was shot with one of the Hydra weapons, I still have the scars now." Lowri explained, Steve nodded his head slowly and he never took his eyes from her.
Nat got the jet into the air as Lowri patched herself up, desperate to get rid of Loki and put him in a safe place. Lowri felt much better, knowing that they were on their way back to the helicarrier. The pounding that had begun at the back of her head had now gone and her eyesight was clearer once more.
As she looked around the cabin, Lowri saw Tony Stark, the son of Howard and Maria Stark, leaning against the side of het jet, just by the door, watching her and Steve with an amused smile on his face. Tony is a cocky man with an air of arrogance surrounding him.
When Tony saw that Lowri was looking at him, he smirked. A few years ago, Lowri had gone undercover as a shadow agent to keep an eye on him when he went through turbulent years during the beginning of his Iron Man days. He didn't have a clue of who she was and what she was to him then.
Now he knows who she is and he's slightly pissed off at it. Howard Stark had been a close friend of hers since the war and when Tony had been born, Lowri was appointed his god mother. Now, Tony is pissed off mostly because his god mother looks younger than him, but fact that he hadn't known about her just passed over him.
Lowri reached behind for the bench and used it to push herself up, her other hand was pressed to her stomach and pain shot outwards. Steve rose to his feet with her, he cupped her elbow and looked down at her.
"What are you doing?" Steve asked quickly, Lowri sat on the bench and breathed out, she looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. His expression was hard and he was ready to strap her down. "You need to rest." He added in a gentler tone.
Lowri shook her head and looked down at the floor, readying herself to stand.
"I need to help Nat." She said, her voice was still hoarse and she expected that her voice wouldn't return to normal for a good few hours. Lowri pushed herself up from the bench and she was about to step off but Steve placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"You just lost a lot of blood, you're swaying on your feet. You need to rest." Steve said sternly. Lowri looked up at him and shook her head. "Elizabeth, you-" Steve began, hearing the name Elizabeth brought a strange sensation over her. It was the name that she was under when she fell in love with him.
"Elizabeth?" Came the sharp tone of Tony Stark, he pushed off from the wall and stepped closer, his Iron Man suit clanking loudly on the metal floor. "Who's Elizabeth?" He continued, he glanced between Steve and Lowri quickly, "You're Elizabeth? I thought your name was Lowri. Have you been lying to us the entire time?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at Lowri. "Again?"
"No." Lowri said firmly. She shrugged Steve's hand from her shoulder, wincing as she jerked her torso but she tried not to let Steve see but he probably did. She stepped around him and walked past Tony with a sharp look and she ducked into the cockpit.
As she slid into her seat, pain shot up from her stomach and she groaned out loud.
"Tough night?" Nat asked humorously. Lowri glanced at her with a warning look as she strapped herself back in. She groaned again and held her stomach until the wave of pain had vanished. She closed her eyes as the wave washed over her and she damned Loki in her mind. "You alright, Ri?" Nat asked.
"I'll live." Lowri answered, she slowly reached for the headset just in front of her, scared to move quickly in case another wave came over her. Nat saw her struggle and grabbed them first, she handed them to Lowri with a small smile. "Thanks." Lowri said as she put the headset on. "At least I think I'll live." Lowri added.
Nat quickly radioed back to the helicarrier and informed them of their position, now quickly making their way back.
"Is he saying anything?" Nick asked over the radio.
"Not a word." Nat answered, she glanced behind at Loki and then quickly looked forward again. Lowri looked back too but as soon as Loki locked eyes with her, she snapped her head back and looked ahead of her again. She felt a creepy feeling crawl up the back of her neck and she rubbed at the front of her neck. "You know, you already got bruises showing up." Nat remarked.
Lowri groaned again, but this time it wasn't out of pain.
"Seriously?" Lowri asked, she glanced at Nat, who looked at her and nodded. "Damn it." Lowri cussed. Bruises tended to stick out like a sore thumb on her pale skin and they take a long time to disappear. She was hoping for a few more hours before bruising took place.
"Just get him here. We're low on time." Nick commanded.
Nat pushed forward and the jet sped up, they shot across the clear sky but suddenly, clouds surrounded them and the air crackled around them, lightning crashed across the sky and there was a loud thump on top of the jet and the entire jet shuddered with the impact something heavy.
Lowri and Nat shared an uncertain look as Nat tried to control the jet, battling the elements around them. Lowri heard the sound of Tony closing himself into his suit and she heard Steve yell.
"What are you doing?" Steve yelled, Lowri glanced backwards and saw that Tony stood by the panel beside the back of the jet and just after he hit the open button to check what was going on outside the jet, he was thrown backwards with a loud punching sound and he slammed into Steve.
Both men went crashing to the floor just before the cockpit and the jet shook again as a blonde-haired man boarded the jet, scanned the room and grabbed Loki before leaving the jet.
"Shit." Lowri cussed as she faced forwards again, luckily, the lightning receded as soon as the blonde-haired man left.
"And now there's that guy." Tony grumbled, he stumbled to his feet and headed to the opening at the back of the jet.
"Another Asgardian?" Nat shouted over the noise of the wind whipping around the jet.
"It's Thor." Lowri yelled back.
"That guy's a friendly?" Steve asked loudly as he got to his feet shakily, he glanced at Lowri and Nat but snapped his attention back to Tony, who was peering over the edge of the drop down.
"Doesn't matter. If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract is lost to us." Tony stated as he peered over the edge.
Lowri shared a look with Nat and pleaded with her silently, Nat gave her a warning look but Lowri yanked off her headset and got up from her seat, she climbed out of the cockpit, ignoring the twinge in her stomach as she stepped out into the back of the jet.
"Stark! We need a plan of attack!" Steve yelled.
Lowri stepped up beside Steve and looked at Tony.
"I have a plan, attack." Tony said firmly before jumping out of the back of the jet. Lowri groaned and turned from the opening at the back of the jet, she tucked a loose strand behind her ear but it escaped instantly.
In the corner of her eye, Steve moved quickly. She turned to him as he grabbed a parachute and he made himself busy by strapping himself in. For a moment, Lowri was drawn back to November 1943 when the wind whipped around the outside of the plane as Howard Stark and Lowri flew Steve to Austria to carry out a big rescue operation.
Lowri was brought back to the present when Steve grabbed hold of his shield and looked at her for a long moment, she missed out on whatever Nat and Steve had said while she was in deep thought and she found his gaze to be pressing.
He looked worried and he paused, as if waiting for her approval. She gave him a small smile and she nodded her head, immediately, Steve turned and jumped from the back of the jet.
Lowri turned back to the cockpit and stood in the doorway, looking in on Nat. "I'm going after him." She said, she bit down on her bottom lip but when she saw Nat's look in the reflection from the glass, she amended herself. "Them. I mean them."
"Do you really think that's a good idea, Ri?" Nat asked. Lowri nodded her head and leant against the wall. "You're injured. Like really badly and you're gonna jump out of a plane for the second time in one night? I know you're insane, Ri, but surely you understand and acknowledge your limits?" Nat asked.
Lowri shrugged her shoulders and straightened up. "This will be gone properly in about four days," Lowri said, gesturing to her stomach, "Scars are not a problem. And these will go hopefully soon." She added, gesturing to her neck. "Close up after me." Lowri called as she strode down to the drop down.
Lowri heard her own voice break and crack under the pressure of the call, and she let out a dry cough.
"What are you gonna do?" Nat called, making Lowri stop just short of the drop down.
"Talk." Lowri replied before jumping from the jet.
And there we have it, this week's update. I finally got to see Black Panther last Sunday (literally one of my two days off work) and it was utterly amazing!
Thanks to all my lovely readers, I hope you all enjoy and have a good week.
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