I managed to catch up to Nat and the Captain before they left the hanger.
"Strap in, everyone. Captain, get us out of here," she told the pilot. She turned around and saw me. "Did Fury-"
"Fury can't stop me from helping my brother," I told her. Nat nodded her approval and took a seat in the front of the jet. I went to the back, where the Captain happened to be sitting.
"Agent Barton, I-"
"Melody, please," I interrupted. "Agent Barton is my brother." I gave him a small smile, letting him know I was only teasing.
"Melody, then. How long have you been an agent of Shield?"
"Since I was a child. Fury found me living on the streets after my parents died. Clint had left long before then. Fury made me an offer I couldn't refuse."
"Ag, so you had a past you wished to forget then?"
"No," I said with a laugh. "He offered me a place to stay with a warm bed and plenty of food to eat. As a child, it was literally an offer I couldn't refuse."
He laughed, a deep, hearty laugh. "I see what you mean. It sounds like it was a pretty good offer."
"It was," I admitted. "Fury began training me, and then, when I was thirteen, Shield found Clint, when he was about twenty-one, I think. Clint became an agent, and then oversaw the rest of my training. Not like there was much he could teach me that Shield hadn't already, but being with my brother after not seeing him for seven almost eight years, well, it was pretty great." The entire time I was talking, the Captain was smiling at me. Not a fake, I- wished- you- would- just- stop- talking- smile, but a real, genuine smile. "How are you adjusting to the twenty-first century, Captain?"
"Steve, please. It's only proper if you are allowing me to address you by your given name."
"If you wish, Capt- I mean Steve." I couldn't help the blush I could feel rising to my cheeks.
"We're almost there," Nat interrupted my thoughts and our conversation. "Be ready. Who knows how this will end."
We were approaching when we saw a crowd of people quickly exiting the museum.
"Anyone have eyes on Loki?" Nat asked, having returned to the cockpit of the jet. I moved up to be able to look out the window.
"No- Wait! There he is! He just came out!" I replied, trying not to shout in the confined space of the cockpit.
"I see him, or them?" Steve quizzically said.
"Captain, he's about to blast that man!" I couldn't help but shout.
I felt the landing door open, and turned around just in time to see Steve jumping out.
"Melody! Don't you even-" Nat started to say to me.
"Too late. he doesn't know anything about Loki!" I jumped, only thinking of how I could stop Loki before anyone got hurt.
"You know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing."
"The soldier. A man out of time." Loki chuckled. As quietly as I could, I reached for my gun.
"I'm not the one out of time."
Suddenly, Nat dropped the jet into the view of Loki.
"Loki, drop the weapon and stand down." Loki looked at the jet, then fired a blue blast from his scepter, Nat dodging barely in time. I fired a shot in Loki's direction, but he dodged it. Steve threw his shield, only to have Loki swat it away like it was an annoying fly. Steve was trying to box him, it looked like, when Loki managed to knock Steve over, putting the scepter to his head
"Kneel."
"Not today!" Steve shouts. He flips over and knocks Loki to the ground. Loki glanced up at the sky, causing Steve to also. I quickly glanced, not wanting anything to happen with Loki while we weren't watching, when Iron Man "landed" near us.
"Make your move, reindeer games," Tony taunted Loki. Loki sat back, and surrendered. It didn't take long to get him into the jet and leave Germany.
"Good job out there, Melody," Steve said to me as he passed by me. Tony must have over heard him, because he turned around and took notice of me for the first time.
"Who is this beauty? No relation to Ms. Romanoff, I hope."
"Stark! Leave her alone or so help me!"
I walked over to where Loki was sitting, silent as a graveyard, which, when you think about it, isn't really that quiet.
"Hello, Loki. My name is Melody Barton, and I have just one question for you. Where is my brother?"
Instead of answering me, Loki just grinned. He looked at me with a glint in his eyes that could only be described as sadistic.
Tony and Steve were whispering in one area of the ship, while Nat seemingly held a one sided conversation with herself but was most likely talking to Fury. We had flown into a storm whilst leaving Germany. When lightning rattled the jet, Steve and Tony noticed Loki looking nervous.
"What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" Steve said to Loki.
"I'm not overly fond of what follows."
A blinding light seemed to hit the ship, causing everyone to stumble, except me. I fell flat on my face. Suddenly, the landing ramp opened, revealing a man in out of date clothing and armor. Like Dark Ages out of date. He grabbed Loki, and then flew out of the jet. Tony and Steve just looked at each other before Tony put his Iron Man helmet. I saw him talking to Steve and Nat, but I couldn't hear what was being said. The wind was howling in my ears and blowing my hair out of it's pony tail.
"Captain," I could finally hear again! "These guys come from legends, they're basically Gods," I heard Nat say to Steve.
"There's only one God, Ma'am, and I'm pretty sure He doesn't dress like that."
I couldn't believe what I just heard. Steve believed in God? It was one of the many things Clint and I never agreed on. I believed in God, and he didn't. It was also why many agents in Shield didn't consider me as good of an agent as Nat. I refused to sleep with any one for the sake of a mission. I refuse to sleep with anyone period. I guess that makes me odd, but if Steve believes in God, maybe he's the same as me in that way.
A/N: Here's the second chapter. Sorry about throwing in the religious stuff, but that's just how I am. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll begin working on the third chapter as soon as possible. Please leave a review, if you don't mind! Thanks!