Their Queen

Chapter 1

Just a regular Friday night at 9R, packed to the walls and the dance floor was filled with drunk people. The bar was flooding with music, conversations and laughter.
"Another!" An already drunk bar patron exclaimed after another round of whiskey shots. I roll my eyes as I mix up a few vodka lemonades for a table of blondes. "I think you're done friend," I comment to the barely legal man-child. Him and his three friends looked like they stepped out of an Abercrombie catalog. Plaid short sleeve shirt, boat shoes, and khaki shorts. "Hey lady! you're cute and all but you're not my mom. I paid for the booze, so pour it." He slurs.

"Aw hunny I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you, she called! She said it's past your bedtime! So take your daddies money attitude and go home before I give you a spanking." I wink. With a glare they turn around and head for the door.

"Hey can I get a margarita?" A girl asks a few minutes later.

"No mix, no blender sweetheart. I'll get you a double shot of tequila though!" Tracy says as she pours the shot. "What about a whiskey and water?" The guy next to her asks. Tracy's laughs her red curls like a waterfall of curls down her back.

"Hey Cassie!" She calls to me. "Do we serve water in your bar?" My best friend and business partner of 10 years knows better. What does she think this is, the Four Seasons? "We sure do!" I yell grabbing the soda gun and spraying the man with water like he was a carnival game, then the crowd behind him. Pour some sugar on me starts playing as the girls and I jump on the bar. Time to start the show.

Just like that it's three songs and a lot of shots later I'm yelling at a couple drunk girls fighting. After breaking up the fight I'm back to the Wobble, something in the air makes the hair on my neck stand up.

"Havana!" I hear a deep voice yell. My old name, there is only two people that call me that. I look around trying to find him. There's no way he's here. He hasn't stepped foot in the bar since i bought it ten years ago. "Turn around!" The voice yells. And just like that, I spot him. At the other end of the bar, grinning from ear to ear. Like a big dumb idiot. My dumb idiot. His long blonde locks pulled back in a bun, looking fine as ever in jeans, a grey sweatshirt a flannel. We lock eyes and I couldn't be happier. I slide across the bar, stopping in front of him, practically landing in his lap and pull him into a hug.

"What are you doing here?!" I exclaim. "Looking for you!" He responds. I squeal as Thor lifts me off the bar, "I'm gonna borrow this," he calls throwing me over his shoulder. "Tracy you're in charge!" I holler seeing a smirk plastered across her face, shaking her head. He sets me down at a back corner table away from the noise that has a perfect view of the bar, "his" table. Or so he proclaimed when I first bought 9R

"I cannot believe you're here! To what do I owe the great king of Asgard the pleasure of being in my establishment?" I sneer. I cannot believe he is in front of me, it's like a weird dream seeing, half reality half flashback. "You have wounded me!" He responds grasping his chest. "Can i not come for a beer to my favorite bar on this side of the nine realms?" Thor starts, "maybe I wanted to see the show!" He can't fool me that easy. "You always were a horrible liar," I smirk. "What do you really want Odinson?"

"You see, Blonde ambition seems to think you're gonna fix his brother's mess." A sarcastic voice says coming from the booth next to me, i look to find "the great" Tony Stark. You've got to be shitting me. "So what's so special about you? Because all I've seen is another bartender that thinks the world spins for her." "Thor. You know I don't allow arms dealers in my bar." I snap back at him. I see a tall blonde man sitting across the table from him. "What are you, America's newest boy band?" Tony laughs, "I hope your more than the entertainment."

"Steve Rogers." He says formally extending his hand to me. I stand and meet his hand. "Havana. But the people on this planet call me Cassie." I reply looking him up and down. It's a good think i chose boots today. Anything taller and i might hurt his manhood. Wow, she's beautiful. "Thank you." I say out loud, startling him making him glance around at Thor and Tony. "Yes, she heard you." Thor chuckles. I give tony a look "I'd shake your hand but I'm allergic to entitled douche bags." I say rolling my eyes. Stuck up bitch, Tony thinks. I look to Thor that looks somewhere between ready to throw up and jump out of his seat. I don't know how she's gonna take it. What is she says no? What if she gets mad? If she hits me In front of them I'm fucked, he thinks. "Well spit it out then. The only way you're going to find out is if you ask." I say to him growing impatient.

Thor sighs, "It's Loki. it seems since I wouldn't let him rule Asgard he's decided to take Earth over," of course he has. These boys could never share their toys, let alone a throne. Whatever was Odin thinking. Thor reaches across the table and takes my hand, he slides an unmarked folder across the table with the other hand. I open it and its contents contain information on what i presume to be the "team" However did you manage to leave Sif and the Warriors Three on Asgard? I think to him whilst giving him a sarcastically sad look. They are not fit for this battle. I wouldn't be here if they could handle it. Not sure if that was a compliment, but i shall take it as one. "The Chitauri are coming, dearest. The Nine Realms need us. They need you. Will you fight with me?" He says.

"Yes, my King."