Protective ~ Loki x OC

Part nineteen//protect.

*This story begins with Olesia as the main focus, then ends with the Avengers as the main focus.*

The plane ride was almost done, and Olesia wasn't going to wait. As soon as she was off the plane she was going to the compound. The plane ride was bumpy and slow, making what would have been nine hours turn into thirteen.

Olesia sighed, they were right over top of the airport and she was ready to leave Zemo for good. She could remember possibly seeing one of The Avengers, but she figured it was one of her many dreams.

During her kidnapping, Olesia had passed out too many times from beatings. Resulting in very vivid dreams, most filled with Loki telling her he's looking for her. Some with her parents, she got one with Nat.

The dream was just one of their many movie nights, though she knew this one was a dream. Nat had acted too girly, which meant Nat could be girly. But not asking every five seconds for lip gloss.

"Yes sir?" Olesia asks, at the unexpected phone call. The plane was just landing as Zemo rang her phone.

"Olly, you know your mission, yes? Repeat it to me." Zemo asked, as if he was interrogating her. Olesia sighed.

"Arrive at the alley, wait for Natasha. Once she arrives, kill her to send a message. Once the others arrive, I kill the rest." She replies, Zemo sighs loudly on the other end. Olesia scrunches her face, unsure of why he was peeved.

"How do you know her first name, Olly?" Zemo asks, Olesia swears under her breath, mentally saying 'Fuck it.' and responding.

"Your machinery is very old, you never brainwashed me. All my memories are intact, You or any of your agents try and come near me, I'll kill you." Olesia says, ending the call. Zemo on the other end grunts, before calling his main agent in New York.

Olesia walks off the plane in the suit Tony made her. She pulls out the mask and begins to walk to the airport, with only socks on, the small rocks hurt. Though it wasn't the worst thing in the world. As Olesia walks through the airport, she starts to feel like she's being watched.

She continues swerving and walking casually through the airport, the lingering feeling of being followed or watched never leaving. Olesia looks over her shoulder, to see a man stop in his tracks and turn around.

Fantastic.

Olesia makes it out of the crowded airport and walks down the road, hopping in a cab and quickly telling them to go to a shoe shop. After arriving at a small store she enters. She picks up the first pair of running shoes in her size and walks to the counter, dropping them on the counter the cashier rings them through.

"$30.72" The cashier says, Olesia nods.

"Hey Mindy, remember me? My fathers Tony Stark put it on his tab, please." Olesia says, Mindy nods immediately knowing who she is and quickly rings it through, Olesia thanks her quickly.

Olesia sits on one of the small benches, pulling the paper out of the shoes. Slipping on the blue and black running shoes, and starting to tie the laces. That is, until the same feeling of being watched returns, Olesia turns her head to the window, and the same man starts to walk the opposite direction he was originally walking.

Olesia tied her shoes, and threw the paper in the garbage. She waved to Mindy and left, she knew the layout of New York, Italy was becoming familiar. Yet now she just wants to be home, she begins to walk down the street.

Being met with the familiarity, the same hotdog vendors she's seen on every walk she's ever been on. The multiple boutiques and farmers markets. Olesia smiled, knowing even though she wasn't at home yet, she was still at home.