Here's Chapter Two! Thanks for reading all that we have so far! This chapter's a bit shorter than the previous one. Credit to Marvel for The Avengers, Caroline for Azrael, and Danii for Olivia.

Olivia's eyes widened at the room filled with vast technology. Sure, she lived in the modern world of 2012, but she felt as if she were in an episode of the Jetsons, or Star Trek even. She took a few slow steps towards one of the glass tables with screens inside of them. She pressed her index finger on one of them as it lit up with secret files and maps and whatnot. "So this is where you guys do your secret superhero stuff?" she asked.

"Sure thing," said Nick Fury who was sitting in the same spot as he was when Azrael left. "Azrael, I don't think I have to tell you that you shouldn't have brought some random ass girl into our facility, do I?"

She turned to him and blinked. "Oh, she met with the demigod we're tracking. America's on his way. We thought you'd want to question her or something..."

As if on cue, he entered, panting. "You could have zapped me up, too."

Azrael shrugged. "Sorry."

"She better have some damn good information on Loki, you hear me?" Fury threatened. He got up from his seat and approached the petite ginger. "So what do you know, kid?"

Olivia began looking back to Captain America and the floor before answering. Back at Cap's gaze, he gave a reassuring nod. She stared at Fury's eyepatch before looking into his good eye. "So, um, Loki was yelling at the people in Central Park, something about bowing or kneeling and how he's superior. I took some pictures and she stormed toward me. He looked at my camera and bragged about how spiffy he was and all." She paused before continuing on. Even with only one eye, Fury stared at her with such judgmental attitude. "Captain America and... Azrael attacked him and he disappeared. That's all I know, sir."

"Great." Fury said. "You bring in a girl with basically no useful information and exposed her to our ship. For all we know, she could be some sort of spy-"

"Trust me, Mr. Fury, I'm no spy." Olivia confirmed.

Azrael shook her head. "I'd be able to tell if there was malicious intent in her heart. I'm sorry we brought her here..."

Captain nodded. "I thought she was a pretty spiffy dame..."

Olivia blushed at the Captain's remark. She frowned upon the scary man in all black leather hoping for some sort of acceptance, but to no avail. "I bet I can still help, though!" she said. "Loki gave a few lines and seemed to enjoy my presence. I bet I can probably get information off of him!" Her eyes filled with a pleading stare into Fury's good eye.

"Maybe," Fury answered. "But for now, you're going back on the ground."

"What's up with going back on the ground?" said an outside voice. A somewhat tall and disheveled man with a Black Sabbath t-shirt came into the room with a small glass of beer in his hand. He saw the two strangers in the facility. "And who're these guys?"

Steve turned, as well as Azrael. "Nothing, Stark. Go back to lab work." He turned back to Olivia and Fury. "Maybe she could be of further use to us? Let's not put her down quite yet."

Azrael's gaze lingered on this man, but she didn't speak to interrupt the other's conversation. He had an interesting appeal, and she didn't quite know what to think.

Tony raised his eyebrow at America. He brushed off his order and fell into the conversation. "Hey look, a hipster!" he gestured toward Olivia. "Is she joining the club, Fury?"

Fury glared at Stark, looking into his pupils, somewhat dilated from intoxication. "No," Fury answered. She turned back to Captain and Olivia. "She's not staying."

Olivia frowned. She didn't like trying to force, or even convince people of changing their mind. She looked back to Caps with a defeated smile. "Well, at least you tried. I'm never too much of a use, anyway." She walked toward she thought was an exit before making an awkward halt. "And, um, just wondering... How do I get out of here?"

Captain America sighed and took her arm. "I guess we'll have Azrael snap you down. Contact us if you're in touch with Loki any time." He motioned to Azrael, who nodded and touched her, sending her straight back to where they'd left.

Fury glared at the remaining Avengers. "Don't do shit like that again," he said. "This is supposed to be top secret. We don't want her to be telling all her hipster friends about how she met Captain America and went on an invisible air ship, got it?"

Azrael and the Captain ducked their heads in what could have been shame. "Yes, sir." The captain said.

Stark stood there awkwardly as Captain America gave a small glare at Fury. "Well, while you two have your sexual tension, I'm going back to my lab. Later." To that, he exited the room and walked down the hall.

Azrael turned to watch him leave. She looked to Fury as the Captain rolled his eyes and stormed out. "Now, who was that?"

"Tony Stark, or better yet, Iron Man," Fury answered. "He's also part of our project. He's a bit of a pain in the ass, though." She walked toward one of the tables and started scrolling on the implanted screen.

Azrael looked back again, to where he disappeared. "Interesting," she whispered.

And, that's it! The next chapter will be up soon, so stay tuned! Thanks :)