Natasha, Camilla and Bruce sat along the back row whilst Tony and Steve sat on the middle row. There was a bit of an awkward silence until Cam piped up.

'So what about your guys powers?' She asked not expecting much of a response.

'Well, your dad here can get something out of being angry. He turns big and green and can knock anyone out with the lightest punch.' Steve said as he rested his chin on his folded arms across the seat.

'That's why I turn into the Hulk, so I look tougher.' he sneered obviously sarcastically.

He chuckled, trying not to sigh through his guilt.

'Look guys, I know its too late to turn around now but... am I not going to be a nuisance just getting in the way around Asgard and things?' Cam asked regretfully, disappointing herself.

'Look kid, depending on what you can do you will be looking and guarding over Loki's imprisonment, you can talk to him and help him through what ever it is he is going through and we may be able to release him sooner.'Natasha implied looking around to ensure she said the correct words.

'Im going to be guarding Loki?' Camilla asked out of pure disbelief.

'Almost befriend him. Pretend like you're interested. Find out as much information as possible.' Tony ensured.

'Im going to befriend the arch enemy and use him for information?' Camilla talked slowly, took long intervals in between her words.

'Basically yes, you must keep him safe, don't think of him as the enemy Cam, think of him as a friend or so, a school friend.' Bruce added.

'Oh Dad...what about school? I totally forgot.' Cam flushed and shut her hand over her mouth.

'Don't worry, I will take care of it...' Bruce looked at Tony.

Tony give Bruce the thumbs up and turned away. Steve synchronised with his turn.

Wild thoughts were running through Camilla's head.

'Im inside of the avengers van on the way to Asgard...'

'People on the road must think we are a bit overly enthusiastic Avenger fans..'

'Im going to be talking to Loki..giving him life lessons, treating him like a friend...what if he tries to murder me...'

'Oh god'

Camilla strained her neck and went red in the face. She started sweating abnormally

Natasha turned to face her when she saw her rocking rapidly back and fourth.

'Cam...CAM. Bruce! Nick stop the car! Pull over!' Natasha screamed in panic.

Bruce fumbled with the seat belt and he tried to carry Cam out of the back door of the truck.

'Is it travel sickness? A panic attack?' Natasha bombarded Bruce with questions.

'No, I don't know, this has never happened before..' Bruce lay Cam down as she started to spasm. He grabbed his own hair and pulled it outward in frustration, his guilt accelerating.

Tony spurted out the van. He kneeled down next to cam and brought out a tool from his pocket. He flashed it in Cam's face directly to her eye. He stared for a while until he saw.

'Oh Bruce. This isn't any ordinary panic attack. This girl is a superhero.'

'What. What? What do you mean she is a superhero?' Bruce asked arching his eye brows down to the sweating bridge of his nose.

'You either gave her a set of supernatural organs or she just picked it up. I think we all know the answer to that observation, don't you agree Bruce? Tony asked stretching over to view the other gland in Cam's neck.

'Hey, stop giving me a hard time, Camilla is the one having a panic attack and i might be right now.' Bruce put his hands on his hips and started breathing deeply.

'Cam, hey Cam, take deep breaths for me.' Tony asked as he held her head steady.

Bruce walked over to Camilla.

'Tony step back.' He brought a syringe up from his pocket and injected her wrist with the substance.

Steve stood up abruptly from his worry. 'YO, you could have mentioned that earlier when we were all convinced she was going TO DIE.' He said angrily walking toward Bruce.

'She wasn't going to die and I completely forgot through all the shock I am going through right now because I am about to let my daughter play therapy with a psychopath.' Bruce looked up squinting.

'Wasn't my idea.' Steve walked backward to his previous location surrendering to Bruce.

'Bruce tightening his fists, turning his tight skin green.

'Hey, you wanna calm down?' Natasha said nodding her head at Bruce.

Cam shot up gasping heavily for breath still sweating.

'Cam, hey you okay?' Bruce asked shuffling around and rubbing her shoulder.

'What happened, dear?' Natasha asked resting her chin on her knee.

'Do you think she's going to know that, she just had a physical shut down.' Bruce asked baffled.

'Well sorry, Dr.' Natasha asked rolling her eyes.

'Hey Nat, go up over there I have something I need to discuss.' Tony interpreted.

Natasha got up slowly and walked to where Steve, Nick and Clint were sitting.

'Bruce, can we tell her?' Tony whispered to Bruce as Camilla took not one blind bit of notice.

'We? No. No. Not at all. Not yet.' Bruce answered.

'Dad? Am I okay?' Cam asked looking around, her piercing eyes half open.

'You will be, how do you feel? Bruce shuffled toward her.

'Im okay, I was just over thinking things, I'm okay, let's go.' She got up reassuringly without help.

'You sure?' Bruce asked gazing up, stretching his jaw still on his knees.

'Yeh..' She replied already walking away.

'She is a tough one, wonder where she gets that from ay.' Tony sneered stretching out his body patting Bruce on the shoulder.

Steve, Nick, Clint and Natasha followed.

Bruce still sat on his honkers for a few moments then stood up and sneaked unintentionally to the van.

He sat in his seat, it was cold, strapped himself in and shivered.

Camilla sensed her Dads contemplations and nuzzled into his shoulder comforting him.

Bruce smiled and rested his tired head on her crown. He got himself comfortable, after all, it was a long way to Asgard.