New chapter! Woohoo! There is a bit more about Willow and her background in here as well as an appearence by two of the Avengers! As always, I do not own the Avengers. Thanks to those who have read and added this to their alert! Thanks especially to SapphireDreamer26 for the review! The song (for the second dream she has with Loki) is Human Emotion by Digital Daggers. Enjoy!

Chapter Five

Seeing as there was only one thing to do, Willow decided to call her cousin. Her gaze was still fixed on the computer screen when he answered.

"Hey, Willow, I'm kind of busy at the moment," he said to begin and Willow rolled her eyes.

"We may have a problem. You know Loki, who destroyed New York last year?" Willow wondered and there was dead silence. "Clint?"

"What are you trying to say?" he demanded and Willow ran a hand down her face.

"He's here in Chicago, bugging the hell out of me. I'm not even joking," Willow said in all seriousness.

"Are you sure he's there? Thor told us he was in Asgard, imprisoned," Clint recalled.

"Well, you need to get in contact with Thor or come down here and see for yourself because this is madness," Willow told him.

"We'll try to get into contact with Thor. Keep me updated, Willow. If it's really Loki, I don't think he wants to play nice. Besides, I still owe him an arrow in the eye," Clint said with the hint of a smile.

"I'll keep you posted," Willow assured him and hung up.

She leaned back in her chair and looked at Drax. Willow felt lucky that her cousin worked for SHIELD. Two years ago, SHIELD asked for Willow to join up as a secretary, but she refused on the grounds that she was trying to piece her life back together. Clint Barton, her only cousin, had vouched for her. Eventually, SHIELD would pull her into the ranks and she'd work alongside her cousin. Until that time, Willow savored her freedom. Being a member of SHIELD meant having a stable job and pay, but she'd be obligated to do things that put her life at risk.

There was a knock on her door and Willow reluctantly got up to look through the glass. Drax was barking loudly and Willow nearly jumped out of her skin when she found out who it was. Loki. She ran a hand through her hair and let out a breath before cracking the door open.

"I know you're from Asgard," Willow stated immediately and Loki grinned.

"So you have finally discovered my identity. You aren't as dim witted as I thought," Loki said and pushed his way inside. Willow stood with her arms folded across her chest as Loki closed the door. Drax growled, but Loki gave the poor dog an even more menacing look.

"What are you doing here?" Willow demanded and Loki smiled, scanning the room.

"You are constantly on my mind, Willow," he replied and Willow shook her head.

"I assure you I have no control over your dreams," Willow pointed out and Drax stood protectively at her side.

"Nevertheless, it must signify something," Loki reasoned and Willow rolled her eyes.

"You have to go," Willow ordered, pointing to the door. Loki scanned her face and smirked. He disappeared and Willow let out a breath.

Night came and Willow was sitting in bed, flipping through channels. Drax was sleeping next to her, his head propped up to stare at the screen. The big oaf was falling asleep and Willow figured it was best to go to sleep as well. She turned off the TV and her head hit the pillow.

Willow was standing on a ledge, overlooking a party. The people were dressed in strange clothing and eating their fill. Loki emerged from behind her and watched with her.

"This is Asgard," Loki stated plainly. Willow scanned the scenery and a slight smile came to her lips. It was a pleasant place.

"Why do you act like you despise it here?" Willow inquired, turning to see Loki in thought.

"I'm a frost giant. Odin took me from Jotunheim and raised me," Loki explained. Willow let out a breath.

"My parents died three years ago and my brother blames me for it. Trust me, my brother wants nothing to do with me because of it," Willow explained, not knowing why she was telling Loki this.

Loki didn't say anything. He was curious why Willow was being so cooperative. When he returned his gaze to her, she was watching the people below.

The scene changed to one of the gardens and Willow took a seat on a stone bench.

"I'm officially jealous that you get to live here where it's so beautiful. Chicago is too industrial where I live," Willow said absentmindedly.

"It is based on perspective," Loki pointed out and Willow rolled her eyes.

"You are so-" Willow couldn't even finish her sentence when she was jerked awake. Her cousin, Clint Barton, and a red haired woman were standing in her bedroom.

"Willow, you have to come with us," Clint stated urgently. Willow knew when Clint was being serious and she got out of bed immediately, grabbing some clothes and putting them into a bag. Drax was barking, but Clint scratched him behind the ears.

"What's going on?" Willow wondered as soon as she was ready. Clint and the redhead exchanged a look.

"You were right about Loki. If he's talking to you, we need to protect you," Clint explained.

"Protect me? I don't think I need to be afraid of him. He's a jerk," Willow pointed out, but Clint wouldn't let her argue. He led her out of her apartment with Drax following. They entered a black SUV and drove away immediately. Willow held Drax as he growled at the people in the car.

"We're taking you somewhere safe, Willow. We need to capture Loki and if he's set his sight on you, maybe he'll come after you," Clint reasoned, but Willow started laughing.

"I doubt he'd come and find me. I don't think he's that fond of me." At least Willow hoped he wouldn't go that far.

The remainder of the car ride was silent and Willow looked out the window. It was late at night and there were still cars driving around. Chicago was a busy place to be.

Loki was confused. How had Willow been able to pull from the dream so quickly and in mid-sentence? He assumed SHIELD was the culprit. There were connections to SHIELD that Loki had ignored and now, he would need to plan a way to get Willow free from them. Luckily, she knew next to nothing about his motives. Unfortunately, Willow was awake and Loki couldn't contact her. Finding minions to help him wouldn't be too difficult and Loki smiled at the idea.

Willow was whisked away to the SHEILD base, which was a huge aircraft carrier that floated in the sky, and was immediately faced with Director Fury. She'd only spoken with him two times and both were to persuade her into working at SHIELD. Willow was faced with the man in front of her and she moved a piece of blonde hair away from her face.

"Looks like you're in some trouble, Miss Crecy," Fury said, sitting down across from Willow. He wore his usual black trench coat and black eye patch.

"It's nice to see you too, director. It was just misfortune that Loki landed in my neck of the woods," Willow said flippantly.

"I don't believe in misfortune. For the time being, I want you to stay here under the Avengers' watchful eye. We would be at Avengers Tower, but I don't think it would safe enough, considering Loki can find it easily. Now, your cousin will show you to where you're staying," Fury stated and Willow followed her cousin. Drax trailed behind and wagged his tail as they went. There had been nothing said about Drax and Willow figured her canine companion could bunk with her.

Clint stopped at a metal door and it automatically opened to reveal a small room with a tiny bed. Willow frowned and then looked at Clint. He had his eyes on Drax, who was sniffing around the room.

"Is it okay that Drax is with me. You know I couldn't have left him," Willow said and Clint lifted his head to look at her.

"Yeah, I don't think it'll be a problem. Get some rest, Willow," Clint said and left abruptly.

Drax was wagging his tail, sitting on the floor when Willow entered the room. It was a small thing, but Willow figured it would be temporary. She got in the small bed and Drax whined when he couldn't get up on the bed with her.

"It's okay, bud," Willow assured him as he settled for the cold floor. There was nothing nice about the room. It looked like a room for the sole purpose of sleeping. A bathroom door was open, but that was it. Falling asleep, Willow anticipated seeing Loki once again.

Willow was back in her apartment. There was no sign of Drax and it made her sigh. The door opened and Loki was there, in human clothing.

"Where are you?" he demanded, pacing, and Willow was shocked. Did Loki worry for her?

"Are you worried about me?" Willow inquired and Loki stopped to meet her gaze.

"I won't ask again." His voice was darker and threatening.

"SHIELD took me on their big floating base. Are you really worried about me?" Willow demanded, her tone curious.

"I have no time to answer trivial questions. Do you know your location?" Loki wondered, resuming his pacing.

"No, we're up in the sky. Why do you care?" Willow asked again, but Loki shook his head.

Nothing was said and Willow sighed. She got up and placed her hands on her hips.

"I'm out of here," she stated, but Loki grabbed her arm. She didn't think he'd be able to stop her from actually trying to get out. She'd answered his question, didn't she?

"Stay," he muttered and released his hold on Willow's arm. He resumed his pacing, probably thinking. Willow ventured toward her door and opened it to see the rest of her apartment. Looking back at Loki, she knew he was occupied and ventured into the dream-version of her apartment. Everything was virtually the same. With a smile, she walked over to her TV and turned it on to use the noise as a distraction. Willow pulled herself out of the dream.

It took much of her willpower to wake up and it took her breath away. While trying to regain her breath, Clint knocked on the door. Drax barked, but Willow silenced him immediately.

"It's time to get up. I didn't tell Fury about your secret, but I thought you might want to practice a little," Clint figured, leaving quickly.

Willow got up to shower and change. Drax was whining and so it was Willow's task to find somewhere he could do his business. There was someone outside her door and Willow recognized the redhead from last night.

"Follow me, Ms. Crecy," the woman said, but Willow didn't move.

"Where can Drax do his business?" Willow inquired and the redhead stopped in her tracks.

"I'll get someone to take him out in a minute. Come on," the redhead urged and Willow patted Drax on the head before following the stranger down the hall.

"Who are you?" The redhead looked over her shoulder as soon as the question was asked.

"I'm Agent Romanov and I work with Agent Barton," she responded and Willow smiled, "Here's the training room where Barton said you should work."

Agent Romanov left Willow to her own devices. In the corner there was a table of weapons and Willow spotted a few assorted knives. She saw a mannequin in the corner and aimed at it. The knife hit the dummy in the forehead and it made Willow smile. She wasn't too bad.

Hmmm so Willow has good aim? I was going to have the knife be on fire- with the intent that she was going to be a fire demon from Muspelheim (I doubt I spelled that correctly), but I decided against it. She must be human! Haha just kidding. Knife throwing won't be the only thing she's good at :D