Camilla closed the door to her room behind her. She was just about to unbuckle her trousers when her dad burst through the door. Bruce spun Camilla around grabbed her shoulders. 'Cam are you okay? Are you hurt?' Bruce inspected her arms and her face grabbing her cheeks.
'Dad,I'm fine. I had fun.' Camilla assured grabbing her dad's wrists and lowering them from her face.
'Really!?' Bruce asked.
'Yes of course. You asked me to befriend him so I did exactly that.' Camilla said walking to find her comic books in her bag.
'So you really don't mind..that we are forcing you to befriend a psycopath?' Bruce asked looking down at the bed still shocked.
'Oh, I'm fairly sure that's an assumption dad.' She corrected him.
'Woah there Cam. Don't think out loud.' He laughed. 'We are having dinner in the hall, wanna join or should I bring it up for you?'
'I'll join, if you all don't mind.' She replied turning to face her dad.
'We'd be honoured.' Natasha added as she strutted into the room. 'How was your session?'
'It was great. He was good at socialising, I thought he didn't speak much...' Camilla added concerned.
'Well everyone has hidden talents.' Natasha grabbed Cam's arm and led her into the hall. Bruce followed.
'Aah, nice to see you join us.' Steve added over the ringing of cutlery. He was the only one standing up leaning over the table and handing out the silver knives and forks. Camilla's attention was automatically drawn to the giant sturdy chandilear that hung down from the ceiling.
'I bet you that could hold 200 pounds. Trust me I've had many a party on that chandilear.' Steve told her secretly sneaking up behind her.
'C'mon sit down.' Tony gestured her over and stood to pull out the chair next to him.
Camilla sat down gratefully after grabbing her labelled meal off of the bench.
She looked around at everyone sitting down. Camilla admired the equality. Everyone with the same portion sizes, everyone pitched in with helping, no maids or servants. However most of all the round table is what struck her the most, nobody was head of the table to indicate the most power.
Camilla sat on the chair facing a glass panel covering most of the wall. She could see right into the centre where Loki was being imprisoned.
'Oh shoot.' Clint cursed. 'I didn't take Loki's meal in, I shall be two ticks.' He started to walk.
'No no, please let me do it, I probably need to get to know him better so, I insist.' Camilla gestured friendly.
Bruce looked at Camilla. He wasn't sure he liked he idea of her being so friendly with Loki. A mixture of fury and worry started to swell up in his eyes and grew down his face. Thor looked at him calmingly to reassure Cam knew exactly what she was doing.
'Ill be right back.' Camilla said as she killed the plastic crate with both hands and used her back to open the unexpectedly heavy door.
She had to take a few steps in before Loki realised she was approaching him.
'Aah, you're back? Again? Oh your just brining me food. Lovely. Get used to it.' Loki beamed , his pupils dilating.
Camilla opened the draw after entering a security number and slid the tray through. 'Im your acquaintance, not your servant.'
He laughed. 'I'm not entirely sure that's true Camilla.'
Cam was completely taken a back by Loki saying her name. It wasn't the first time but she hasn't got used to it. Her face lay expressionless.
'Is everything okay?' Loki asked unexpectedly concerned.
'Yes everything is fine. Just fine.' She stared at him until she became conscious of her whereabouts. 'I have a meal to attend so I guess this goodbye until tomorrow.' She walked out of the centre as quickly as possible not giving Loki time to respond.
'You look like you've seen a ghost.' Nick observed as she sat down.
'Yes, quite literally. I'm okay just hungry I guess.' She got comfortable in her seat and proceeded with her meal. Everyone was hushed until they finished.
'Y'know I'm not a fan of awkward silences but that one was delicious.' Camilla joked whilst tugging her waist band.
Everyone smiled around the table. 'Well I wouldn't get too attached. This is a special occasion. Our first night reunited with each other.' Natasha retaliated putting her hand on Camilla's.
'I will toast to that.' Tony announced raising his glass and tilted his head back. Everyone raised their wine except Camilla who had diet coke.
'On three everyone.' Thor added.
'1..2..THE AVENGERS!' Everyone chorused. Even Camilla who hadn't done that in her entire life.
Each of them took a sip of their drink except Camilla who lagged a little watching all of her role models do their honours. She then took a big mouthful of her coke.
'And again everyone again on three 1..2..' Then Steve let out the largest burp. Followed by Camilla's unintentional belch. Everyone laughed and took sips creating a casual burping contest. Camilla fell about laughing along with the others in her chair until she looked through the glass and saw Loki hopefully gazing at her. It wasn't as aggressive as a stare, it was light and breath taking. She stopped laughing and announced she was ready to sleep. 'I think I am ready to fall asleep now. The burping contest really took it out of me. If you pardon the pun.'
Everyone once again smiled. Camilla grabbed her plate to place it on the bench until her dad interrupted. 'Leave that sweetheart. I'll clear that up.'
'Thanks dad. Okay well goodnight everyone.'
'Goodnight.' The rest of the guys chorused.
Camilla reached her room and lay down on her bed she kicked off her shoes and trousers and sleepily slipped off her vest and replaced it with a t-shirt. Her covers were drew back by her needy hands and she climbed into her bed, one leg at a time. She was convinced she would fall asleep quicker than the speed of light but her mind kept interrupting her pre-dreams with comments that Loki had made. He was on her mind constantly for the first two hours of her forcing herself to sleep. She suddenly calmed down when she remembered she could see him again tomorrow. Cam fell asleep soundly her legs hanging off each side of the bed. She didn't snore but she kicked and punched angrily in her sleep as always.
Camilla woke up to the sound of heavy steel doors opening and closing. She grabbed each side of her head and sat up. The sound went right through her until her ears adjusted from their sleep. She got out of bed and walked to her bathroom. She splashed her face with cold water not realising she would get her fringe wet until she looked up and sighed. She continued to wash herself and get ready, throwing on a different pair of jeans and a plain t-shirt. She waked to the kitchen where she saw only some of the others, Natasha, her dad and Tony where leaning against different counter tops around the kitchen.
'Morning sleeping beauty.' Her dad greeted hugging her.
'Morning.' She mumbled once released from her dad's grasp.
Camilla reached in the fridge to find something that would wake her up and stretched her arm out.
Tony spotted a few big bruises around her elbow. 'Oh. Rough sleeper ay? He asked rhetorically.
Camilla turned at saw Tony directing his sentence at the bruises on her elbow. She looked down to find them. 'Oh yeh, I forgot about that.' She said still hazily he voice deeper that usual. Camilla then inspected her other arm in case of any bruises. There were five more giant bruises. She span to show the others. 'Looks like it doesn't just end there.'
The others studied her arm. 'Oh hun are you okay, does it hurt?' Natasha asked worriedly. Camilla bent her mid bruised arm toward herself and hissed. 'Yes I'll be fine as long as I get some caffeine. We got any coffee?' Camilla asked hopefully.
'We ran out yesterday morning, sorry Cam.' Tony apologised.
'We do have coke. You want a can? I will let you off this morning as you have work to do.' Her dad offered politely.
'Sure.' Camilla reached in the fridge with her healthiest arm and grabbed a can. She opened the can and took a sip. 'Well I have some to do list boxes to tick, so I'm gonna head down.' She added whilst walking through the first set of doors.
She made her to do list in her head as she made the rest of her short, on foot journey. 'First I enter with a joke, maybe with a hint of self hatred, I kind of specialise in that field. Second I ask him to tell me about himself, after his selfless question topics yesterday and finally..get him to say my name.'