So...I might have lied about having a dream in every chapter. This one just doesn't have one. A lot happens in this chapter; like a whole lot. Just wait until the end of this chapter...hehe I honestly thought it would be funny. Hopefully, most of you have a good laugh and if I offended you, I apologize for it. Thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed, and added this fic to their alerts! I do not own the Avengers! Hope you enjoy!

JJwolf: I love them too! Yeah, Mimi is a semi bitch at the moment, but eh she'll get better. I am attempting to keep this Mary-Sue-clean, therefore not everyone is going to like Willow.

Livea (Guest): Holy apples and oranges! You are an amazing person! I will attempt to answer all of your reviews right here hehe (in a big blur that no one will understand). Unfortunately, I can't update every single day. I try to work on it continuously throughout the day and sometimes I get stuck, so I'm trying to get them up every other day. I guess I think these things up by sudden thoughts or certain scenes that I'd like to see. Loki needed someone and I felt that he didn't deserve to be locked up in Asgard for the rest of his life. You are so kind! I'm sure there are plenty of other Loki fics that are better than mine! Oh, trust me, Clint is so against Loki and Willow. Yeah, the wings were a bit spur of the moment. Like I said, I would have made her a fire demon, but I didn't exactly know how to write that, so I thought a sort of Valkyrie figure would do. School is lame, nah just kidding! I attempt to put humor in every chapter, but it depends on the tone I'm going for. Ah, Natasha. No offense to anyone who likes her, but she just wants to protect Clint and she dislikes Loki. The kids haha. Well, you'll have to see what happens with the kids, Loki, and Willow.

Chapter Seventeen

Drax licked Willow awake and she rubbed her eyes. Pushing the covers off her legs, she stood up from her bed and stretched. It was the weekend and Willow was glad she wouldn't have to venture out. As Willow looked for breakfast, there was a knock at the door. When she opened the door, Clint was standing there.

"I guess I was right in thinking that my apartment was monitored," Willow muttered and let her cousin inside. He stood in the entryway awkwardly and Willow beckoned for him to sit on the couch.

"You need to come back to the base with me, Willow. Fury isn't happy that you're acting on your own. He thinks you're a danger to yourself," Clint said and Willow's brows knitted together.

"How can he judge that? I'm in complete control of myself," Willow assured him.

"I know, but Fury thinks that you'd do anything and everything for Loki and that presents a problem for SHIELD. You're a valuable ally." Willow exhaled and ran her hands through her hair.

"Can't I be done with this? I want to live as a normal person," Willow stated, almost to herself.

"Please come back with me, Willow. We need you on the team. You distracted Thanos and we got one of the gems. We just need to get the last one from him and then find the last," Clint explained. Willow laughed sarcastically.

"I'm still not up to fighting. I almost died, Clint. This is the second time and I don't want to make it a third," Willow replied, sitting down in the chair across from Clint.

"Quinn called me," Clint said suddenly and Willow froze. Why would Quinn call him?

"What did he want?" Willow tried to keep calm. Her brother hated her for their parents' accident, so why would he call now?

"He's sorry for everything he's done. We arranged a meeting for tomorrow," Clint mentioned.

"I don't believe it. My brother has hated me for many years, Clint. For all I know, he's trying to kill me," Willow argued.

"Willow, you have to talk to him. Don't you want answers?" Clint wondered and Willow looked away.

"He's afraid of me and doesn't understand. I can't talk to him," Willow said, but Clint stood from the couch.

"You have to, Willow." As Clint stepped forward, Willow shied away from him. The sound of glass shattering caught Willow's attention and she tried to run for the door. A few SHIELD agents were standing there and suddenly, something pricked Willow's neck. She slipped under and Clint caught her. Director Fury entered the apartment and nodded to Clint.

"Good work, Agent Barton. Get Ms. Crecy to base," Fury ordered.

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Willow woke with her wrists and legs bound to a hospital bed. She struggled to get out of the restraints, but they were too tight. A door in the corner of the stark white room opened and Director Fury entered.

"Are you willing to cooperate, Ms. Crecy?" Fury wondered.

"Why would you force me back here? I don't want to be here," Willow grumbled, still trying to get out of the bonds.

"You're a member of this team and we need your help. We've located one of the last gems. It's in California," Fury said. Willow stopped struggling and looked up at him.

"Fine; just untied me first," Willow said. Fury undid Willow's bonds and she sat up.

"Your brother is waiting on the bridge," Fury mentioned suddenly and left the room.

Standing upright quickly, Willow had to place a hand on the small bed at her side to gain her bearings. When she was alright, Willow wandered to the bridge to confront her brother. Steve, Bruce, Tony, Natasha, and Clint were present on the bridge and all eyes turned to her when they noticed her presence. The last person to turn around was her brother. His clothes suggested that he had the day off of work.

"Willow, it's been a while," Quinn said and she nodded, folding her arms across her chest. On impulse, her wings unfurled. Quinn's eyes were huge as he looked at his sister.

"What did you come here to say?" Quinn looked speechless.

"I didn't remember you having wings like that," Quinn pointed out, his finger pointing at Willow's black wings.

"I may have changed over the years, but I've always had these. Isn't this why you haven't talk to me in years?" Willow demanded, advancing. Quinn took a few steps back and Clint placed a hand on Willow's shoulder.

"I recently thought of why I was angry with you. If our parents were so distracted by your wings, they would have been alive. Don't you want to be normal, Willow? I'm sure you can get rid of your wings," Quinn assumed and Willow narrowed her eyes. How could he want her to change?

"You should probably go…before I get really angry," Willow warned.

"No, Willow, you need to be a normal person and the only way is to get rid of your wings," Quinn urged, taking a step toward Willow.

Eyeing the door to leave, Willow turned to her brother and showed her fangs. His eyes showed fear as he retreated. Without any of the Avengers noticing, Willow left the bridge and ran. She made her way to the runway and flew. The only thing to do was to get away. Quinn would have her change, but Willow would never do that. As Willow flew through the air, she could see figures on the carrier, trying to spot her. With a grin, Willow descended, landing in some foreign place. She furled her wings and looked around. The town she had found herself in was small and houses were scattered around. Suddenly, a sleek black car drove up, kicking up dust. The window rolled down and Willow found Ethan.

"Get in," he advised and Willow got in. The car was driven by one of Loki's henchmen.

"Are we going back to the hotel?" Willow wondered, curious to see what Loki's plans were.

"No, we've moved to another venue," Ethan replied, his gaze on the scenery outside.

Looking out the window as the car pulled through an archway, Willow gasped. The 'venue' was actually a Victoria era house. She gave Ethan an incredulous look and he merely shrugged.

"Loki has taste," Ethan figured and Willow started laughing. Her idea of Loki having taste was making everything go with the color scheme of green and gold.

When the car stopped, Ethan got out and walked around to open Willow's door. She climbed out of the vehicle and looked up at the place. It was too beautiful to be real and yet Willow continued to walk forward. The doors opened before her and there was a marble staircase that led up to the second floor ahead. Various doors were closed around the room and as Willow looked around, she couldn't believe it.

"I assume you approve," Loki's voice said and Willow turned around to see Loki standing in a doorway.

"Yes, I approve, but why did you decide on this place?" Willow wondered, gazing up at the chandelier hanging from the entryway ceiling.

"It suited my needs and it's a maze. The Avengers wouldn't be able to find you," Loki mused.

"Since this place is a maze, is it possible for me to find my room?" Willow wondered and Loki nodded. He led Willow up the staircase and down winding hallways. At the end of the hall, two double doors were slightly ajar.

Stepping aside, Loki let Willow enter first. The room was immaculate with a high ceiling and crown molding. The bed was larger than Willow thought a bed could be and the furniture look antique. She stepped over to the dresser and found her clothes inside. Turning around, she looked at Loki and smiled.

"The room isn't that bad," Willow noted. She wouldn't admit it, but Willow loved the room.

"I'm glad you deem it worthy," Loki replied.

"Does Mimi know where we are?" Willow wasn't exactly sure she wanted Mimi to know.

"Ethan is dealing with that. No one knows where we are hiding," Loki explained.

"That's…comforting," Willow figured and sighed.

"My room is by yours," Loki mentioned suddenly.

"Of course it would be. I bet it's bigger than mine," Willow assumed. Loki beckoned for her to follow him and she left her room to venture into the unknown.

They backtracked down the hall and Willow realized that there were only two rooms down this hallway. Loki opened another set of double doors and Willow blinked a few times. It was as she predicted. Loki's room was obviously the master bedroom. Giving Loki a quick look, Willow ran forward and jumped on the bed. It was soft and even though she wasn't very tall, she couldn't touch the sides of the bed because of its size.

"You could fit fifteen people in this bed," Willow pointed out, sitting up.

"Why would I want fifteen people in my bed?" Loki wondered, amused that Willow would bring such a strange topic up.

"Did you know that a long time ago, humans had to share beds. Three or four people shared a bed at one time," Willow explained.

"Humans are strange," Loki muttered and Willow threw a pillow at him. He caught it in the air.

"It's not like all human beings are rich and have servants." Willow folded her arms across her chest, frowning at Loki. The pillow was too slow.

"Humans are not intelligent," Loki commented, making Willow furrow her brow.

"You didn't just say I'm stupid, did you?" she slid off the side of the bed and confronted Loki. It was an insult and Loki merely smirked that Willow pointed it out.

"I did not mention you specifically. I do not consider you an average Midgardian," Loki assured her. Willow rolled her eyes and something caught her eye. There a book lying on the ground. She walked over to pick it up and then held it up to Loki.

"What are you doing reading Twilight? You do know it's for teenage girls," Willow said, worried that Loki was actually interested in vampires and werewolves.

"I found it here and decided to educate myself on the phenomena," Loki merely shrugged.

"You have to burn this. I swear that if someone else finds you with it, you will be mocked for the rest of your life," Willow said, tossing the book across the room.

"Why does it bother you?" Loki was curious.

"I used to be into Twilight a couple of years ago, but it got old and I decided to get out before the crazed fan girls took over," Willow explained, "so do not read the rest of the books. They'll poison your mind."

"I find the premise amusing. Obviously, the boy will kill the girl," Loki figured nonchalantly and Willow closed her eyes, shaking her head.

"Must I spoil everything? Fine, Edward and Bella get married! He doesn't kill her and they live happily ever after," Willow stated and Loki became confused.

"I find that ending dull and overused." Walking over to the book where she threw it, Willow picked it up, opened the window, and threw it as far as she could.

"Let's find something else for you to do," Willow advised and led Loki out of the room.

I do not own Twilight! If there are any Twilight fans out there, I apologize. Yes, I do have Twilight crossovers on my profile. I was into Twilight and am slightly still, but I can make fun of it and not be sad. What did you think of Quinn? I figured he'd want to help her become normal because he was afraid of her. Stay tuned for the next chapter!