I got home just in time to put in my contacts, apply makeup and slip into my evening dress: Blue with silver beadwork. The restaurant that I met them at was four-star, when I pulled up the door was gotten for me by a valet. I left my keys in the car and gave him a few bucks.

I stepped inside and was greeted by high ceilings, muted jazz, and a hostess.

"How may I help you Miss?" She greeted me with a cheery smile.

"Hello, I'm here for a work related dinner. The reservation should be under Shield or Coulson."

"There is a table reserved for a Coulson, over near the dance floor, follow me please."

She picked up a menu and turned around, leading me deeper into a world of plush carpeting and well groomed waiters. I sat down at the table she gestured to. She handed me the menu and informed me that a waiter would be around soon to take my order. While I waited for Thor and Doctor Banner to show up I looked around the room. A few young couples and several older couples waltzed on the dance floor along with the music. Just below the music was the quiet murmur of voices. I checked my watch: 7:05, the should be here soon. I glanced around the room again. I saw Doctor Banner being led in by the same perky hostess who had brought me in. He sat down in the seat across from me and the hostess handed him a menu.

He glanced over at me, I smiled. He smiled back.

"Hello Agent Evans." He said quietly.

"Good evening Doctor Banner. How are you?"

"I'm well, thank you for asking. And you?"

"I'm fine. Do you have any idea where Thor is?"

"None, he's not really the communicative sort."

Above the low murmur I heard a large, boisterous voice making extremely loud comments about the restaurant.

"I like this place, it will do nicely. Very enjoyable."

The hostess gestured to his seat and he followed her as she led him in. Thor, with his long blond hair and piercing blue eyes sat down across from me. He glanced at Doctor Banner and grinned, then he turned to me, his smile faded.

"You must be the young Miss Evans. I've heard much about you." He smiled a smile which honestly seemed a little fake.

"Who told you about me?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

"My comrade…" I felt my shoulders tense up. "Heimdall."

"The all-seeing god? The guard of the Bifrost? What did he tell you about me?"

"He just told me that you were meeting with Loki. And while you were you were concealed from his sight."

"Well, that wasn't my fault. I don't know any magic, especially not any powerful enough to block Heimdall's sight. That was probably Loki's doing."

"I understand that. That is what I assumed from the beginning."

"I'm curious as to what's been going on during those meetings." Doctor Banner asked. "I just arrived and I haven't had time to view the security footage."

I shook my head. "It's not really anything important."

Banner crinkled his eyebrows. "But I'm sure that-"

"What is important," Thor interrupted, much to Banner's chagrin, "Is what Heimdall saw. Untapped potential. He told me that he's seen something in you that is uncommon. Something he's only seen in people like Steve Rogers, Doctor Banner, and Tony Stark."

"Are you saying that-" Banner interjected.

He stopped speaking when he saw something just above me. I felt a pair of hands grab my shoulders. I twisted around and saw the face of Tony Stark. My eyebrows drew together but turned back to the table, allowing myself to relax into Tony's grip.

"Do you mind if I join you?" Tony asked.

Banner looked stunned, Thor looked slightly taken aback.

"Tony, this isn't the best time…" Banner said, irritation flickering across his face for a split second.

Tony slid in the chair next to me.

"So, what's going on, did I miss anything?"

"Tony maybe-" I started.

"Just fill me in, I'll catch on soon enough."

Banner looked a little tense.

"What's been going on in those meetings Evans?" Banner asked.

"Yes, I would like to know as well." Thor agreed.

"It's nothing, I mean he tried to kill me. But until then he was showing progress."

"So, that's it, he tried to kill you?" Banner insisted.

"Well.."

"You know boys, do you mind if I borrow her for a moment? I'd like to dance, but I need a partner." Tony asked.

Bruce looked at Tony with indignation. "We're in the middle of a conversation?"

"We'll only be a minute." He grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

I followed him on the dance floor. Once we were in the waltz position I leaned in.

"Tony, what are you doing here?"

"Listen," He quietly insisted. "I was looking through your Shield profile when I got a notification. Now don't tell Fury or Coulson, but I'm completely connected to their security cameras. I have it set up so it tells me whenever someone enters Loki's cell."

I looked at him and bit my lip.

"You saw what happened?" I asked.

"Yes. I wanted to let you know. I just want to say, I think you're a good person, I'm not going to tell anyone about it because I know you're better than what happened."

"Tony, I can't thank you enough. But I think you really irritated Bruce."

"Don't worry, he can get over it."

By this time the song had ended. Tony offered me his arm. I took it, he led me back to the table, and pulled my chair out for me. I sat down and he pushed it in, then slid into the chair next to me. Two pairs of eyes focused on me. Bruce's with irritation.

"Is it alright with you if we continue our conversation Tony?" Bruce asked.

Tony shrugged in response. "Fine with me."

More anger flickered in Bruce's eyes. "Thor, you said that Heimdall saw something in her which suggested her having, I apologize for my frank way of putting it, superpowers?"

"Yes, I believe that is what I saw." Thor stated.

All three of them looked to me for answers.

"Are you kidding me?" I exclaimed. "You think I have any idea why you're talking to me? You'd think I'd know if I had powers?" A brief memory flashed through my mind but I shoved it back out, too painful. "You think I wouldn't tell you guys? I had no idea that I even might have powers until Thor said Heimdall saw it."

They looked at me cautiously.

"You had to at least have noticed something." Bruce insisted.

"No Bruce, I haven't. I've always thought I was just smart."

"Well apparently NOT!" He slammed his hand down on the table.

Tony and I jumped. Even Thor started a little. People around the restaurant glanced over at our table.

"I'm sorry." His attitude quieted majorly. "I'm fine, fine." he muttered muted, more to himself than to anyone else. He took a deep breath. "Your words and the way you phrase things are suggesting to me that you're hiding something."

Too many things. I thought.

I looked him in the eyes for a moment. His dark eyes were intense and showed sharp intelligence, and lots of anger.

As silence ensued a waiter came up to our table.

"Hello, can I get you four something to eat?"

"Yes," Tony was the first to speak, "I'd like the chef's special please, and let him know Tony Stark is here."

The waiter nodded. "And you other three?"

"I'll get the same." Thor said.

"I'd like the Filet Mignon." I stated.

"I'll get the Blue Cheese Salad." Bruce was still as muted and quiet as before.

After the waiter left and silence had again come over the table I quickly opened my mouth and said.

"Loki said something that suggested me having powers when I last saw him. At the moment I didn't read it like that though."

Thor nodded.

"My brother is fairly adept at reading people."

"I've noticed." I whispered, hoping my cheeks weren't flushed.

"Natasha said something similar after she talked with him. She said he was pressing her buttons, trying to find something he could go at, some kind of weakness. Has he been doing the same with you?" Banner asked.

"I suppose. I mean he almost immediately attacked my parents once I said something about that. The second time I talked to him he described killing them. But like I've stated he was improving."

"Then why do you think he tried to kill you?"

"The thing is, I think that was unintentional. Afterwards he acted really distressed, like he was afraid of himself."

"Are you sure that's what happened Evans? You sound like your empathizing with him."

"I mean I kind of am in a way… but I do think that he thinks that I have powers."

"What did he say, why didn't you mention this back at the beginning?" Bruce asked, his voice strained.

"Well, because I thought it was in a different context I thought he was talking about... me as a person."

"You mean, your personality?" Thor inquired.

"Yes."

"My brother is wiley, it makes good sense that he would try to misdirect you as such."

"Why were you talking about your personality anyways?" Banner asked. "Aren't you supposed to be working on his personality?"

"It came up, he brought it up." I said quietly.

"He's been complimenting your personality?"

I looked away. "I guess."

"Has he been making romantic advances on you?"

"No." I whispered.

Tony eyed me warily.

Bruce slammed both his hands on the table and stood up.

"Has he been making a move on you?" he screamed.

Tony and Thor both stood up. Tony grabbed Bruce's arm.

"Bruce, calm down." Tony said calmly.

Bruce looked at Tony. Then he ripped his arm out of Tony's grip. I stood up. Bruce chuckled softly.

"Is it the other way around then? Are you falling for him?" Bruce asked, getting more and more agitated by the moment. "Tell me the truth."

"Bruce I don't know, I just don't."

"What is it that you don't know? I want to hear it right now."

"Bruce, you have to calm down, do you see all of these people, do you want them getting hurt?" Tony exclaimed.

Bruce met his eyes. "Not this time, Tony. No, I want her," he jabbed a finger at me, "to tell me truthfully what is going on between her and Loki."

Tony looked at me. "It's your choice."

I looked between him and Bruce. I opened my mouth to speak but before I could say anything:

"You know Tony? She told you what's going on but she won't tell me?" Bruce's neck muscles started to look strained and his skin was tinted green. I heard him gasping, trying to get his anger under control..

I bit my lip, if he went off now it would be my fault.

"Bruce I-" I started.

"NO!" He screamed.

His whole body rapidly grew and turned green. His muscular upper body ripped through his shirt and the Hulk was unleashed. He turned and picked me up, knocking over many tables in the process. With me in one hand he bounded out of the room. I covered my head as best as I could when he burst through the wall.

This is completely my fault.

"Stop!" My mental cry was just as loud as the word I yelled out.

The Hulk froze where he stood.

There was a new sensation in my brain. I could feel the Hulk's mind; his feelings, thoughts, they had become tangible objects to me. I looked at Hulk's mind, his unbridled rage. I raised my hands and moved them in odd gestures which seemed alien, yet completely comfortable. I rearranged his thoughts, making him calm and bringing Bruce's mind back to the forefront. Then I released my hold on his movements. He dropped me suddenly and unexpectedly. I twisted my ankle and fell to the pavement. I grimaced and held my ankle.

"How did you do that?" Bruce asked incredulously, his voice breathless.

"I have no idea." I responded. "But I think we figured out what my powers are."