Somewhere Along the Way... (Loki x Reader)

Scotch On The Rocks...

Rumlow sauntered into the room, nodding to a disguised Loki and the man to the other side of him. "Evening Gentlemen."

Then he spotted me. His facial expression dropped from a serious businessman, to what can only be described as a predator, who just locked onto its prey.

"Well well well...what have we got here?" He sauntered over, leaning on the bar.

Oh Jesus. As if....I had to control my urge to roll my eyes at him.

"Hey there good lookin, can I get you anythin to drink?" I put on my best accent and winked at him, acting as flirty as possible. He was lapping it up in no time.

"Mmm I'd like more than a drink from you beautiful! Pity you're off limits in here. Get me a scotch on the rocks Baby."

"Comin right up Handsome," I could feel his eyes lingering on me as I turned away from him to grab the bottle of scotch.

There's two more coming Darling.

Ok, the sooner this is over the better. Can I stab him? Pretty please? I whined to Loki in my head.

"Good evening gentlemen! Pearce how good to see you again." Rumlow greeted the two men I didn't recognise.

They shook hands and joined him at the bar.

"My, my what a treat tonight Rumlow. I like this one!" The tallest of the two exclaimed.

"Quite the looker eh? Bring us a bottle of that scotch over to the table Baby," Rumlow nodded his head to me before leading the men over into the booth with his own drink.

I chanced a glance at Loki, he looked tense.

What's wrong Loki?

These vile, disgusting creatures. I want to snap their necks, especially the tall one. The things he is picturing with you.

Loki, don't blow this. I'm fine. Let them imagine. It's all they will ever do.

With that I passed him as I made my way from behind the bar, bottle of scotch in hand and two more glasses. I poured the other two their drinks pushing the glasses over the table towards them.

"Enjoy gentlemen, just call if you need anythin." I winked at them.

I decided not to leave the bottle on the table and moved back over to the bar. I just hoped the bug could hear the conversation with me not being at the booth. I made sure to listen extra carefully as they talked. Keeping my back to them washing and drying glasses to keep myself occupied while I eavesdropped.

"The helicarriers are almost finished. Soon we will be able to make a move and wipe out the enemies. However Fury needs to go. He's getting suspicious, I have a group ready and prepped to eliminate him in four days when he leaves the building for a meeting. Is things going to plan with the council Pearce?" I knew that was Rumlow talking

"Yes I have them believing Fury could be a danger to us. They were easy to manipulate. We just need to eliminate him and keep those damn Avengers out of the way long enough to get the helicarriers to the sky." This must be Pearce, the older looking gentleman.

"What exactly do they do? These helicarriers?" I noticed that the tall one that was talking had a bit of an accent, but I couldn't quite place it.

Pearce chuckled, "Oh, they will be equipped with the best programming, it will be able to destroy anyone who is a potential threat to Hydra's existence. They will be evaluated upon their past choices, if they are a threat to our expansion, they will be eliminated. We are talking millions. Eradicated. To make way for our reign."