The God Of What?? (Loki fanfic)

Chapter 7 - "A Flight to Hope"

Charlotte wakes up in the back of an SUV. She looks up to see John sitting beside her passed out. Both of their hands are bound with zip ties. She shakes her a head to get the fuzziness out and groans.

"Ouch. What the hell?"

She notices that they are still in the parking lot of the diner. She inches closer to John and nudges him awake.

"John, wake up!"

He shakes his head and says.

"Shit, my head. What the hell?"

"Looks like S.H.I.E.L.D caught up to us," she says holding up her hands.

"Shit,"

"Yeah, big time. Look." She nods her head toward what looks like two S.H.I.E.L.D agents arguing with each other outside the SUV.

"If we can get past these idiots. We can get to the car and get out of here. Do you think you can get us out of these?"

"I can for sure as hell try!" he says with enthusiasm.

John closes his eyes and concentrates on his wrist. All of a sudden, his hands glow green and the zip ties disappear.

"Wow! That is so cool!"

"Here, let me try yours."

He does the same to Charlotte's wrist and they both feel relieved.

"Can you open your door quietly?" She asked John.

"Yup."

He slowly opens the door and they both look up at the Agents. Nothing still going at it. They slowly crawl out of the SUV and remain as low as possible while heading toward Meredith's Rover.

"Idiots. They didn't even take my keys," Charlotte whispers to John.

Seconds later, they get back to their car and Charlotte unlocks the door. They both jump in and that's when the Agents finally notice they have escaped.

"HEY!" one screams. "Come back here!"

"No way!" Charlottes says while pressing down on the gas peddle. She speeds away and heads back to the highway.

"That was way too close. How did they know where we were? They freaking used a Taser on us!"

"Charlotte, this is getting out of hand. These people are not fooling around. Maybe I should just give myself up to them?"

"John, NO. " She looks at him with sadness in her eyes.

"You mean too much to me. Please don't talk like that,"

"OK. But what can we do? They seem to be able to find us somehow?"

"Let me think. The only thing we have with us from Seattle is Mere's car, my gym bag, and my purse. I don't have anything in those that they can use to track us, so it has to be this car."

She looks around the car and then notices the Anti theft sticker in the right-hand corner of the windshield.

"Shit, of course, the car is low jacked,"

"What?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D is tracking us with the Anti theft system installed in this car. I'm sure they figured out that Mere and I have helped you and that her car is missing. She freaking had a visit from the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm sure he was trying to get her to give us up."

"So, what will we do?"

"I'm going to get off at the next truck stop and we can try to find a ride from there. Maybe we can find a bus station. And hop a bus to wherever is closer to New York."