(SHIELD, Y/n's POV)
Within half an hour, we get back to the Shield base, and Loki is transported to an inescapable cell. He's now being interrogated by Fury.
He won't get anything out of him.
But this means that, for the time being, I've got nothing to do. Since coming to Shield, it's been nothing but action and chaos. To have a moment of peace is definitely a strange feeling.
I'm not really sure what to do with myself.
I wander the corridors for a while, never going too far in any direction from the main conference room so I can easily find my way back if I have to, but many of the rooms are the same. Labs, computer rooms, bedrooms. Well, bedrooms is a bit of a stretch. There are rooms with beds in them, but there's nothing homely or inviting in them.
There's a clattering coming from one of the rooms a bit further down, and I decide to risk going further than my allocated distance to find out what's going on.
It's Stark. He's alone in one of the labs, tapping away at holographic keys that are connected to a screen. Loki's sceptre is being held in a container, and the blue light pulses in a steady rhythm.
I slowly push the door open and slip into the room, "Hey Tin Man. How's it going?"
"Still going with the Tin Man thing huh?"
"It kinda suits you," I shrug. "What are you doing?"
He pauses at his typing to glance at me, "Top secret sciencey stuff?"
"Don't bullshit me Stark. What are you up to?"
"Okay, look at this screen. Tell me what you understand?"
I look at the numbers and the diagrams, and none of it is making any sense.
"I don't understand any of this."
"Good."
He carries on typing.
"So? What are you doing?"
"Not telling," he doesn't raise his gaze to me.
"Why not?"
"Because it's not exactly beneficial to the mission, and I can't have you running your mouth to Fury now can I?"
"You think I can't keep a secret?"
"You're a kid. You're the worst at keeping secrets."
"I'm actually not a kid."
"Maybe not. But compared to the like of Steve Rogers for example, you're basically a toddler."
"He's just old."
"Oooh," he grins. "Dare you to say that to his face. 5 bucks says he slaps you."
"You're on. Be prepared to lose Tin Man, my reflexes are amazing."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Hmm. Interesting."
He waits a moment then quickly throws a pen at me like a dart, but I cross my arms in front of my face, and an electrical shield forms in front of me, protecting me from the incoming attack.
"Damn," he whistles. "That's cool."
"Yeah. I'm glad one of us thinks so," I say quietly and dip my head slightly.
He shoots small looks at me as he continues tapping away at the keys.
"So how'd you get your powers then? I didn't bother to read anyone's file. Kinda don't like homework."
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My Avengers (1)
ActionFirst book in the 'My Avengers' collection You've been in hiding for as long as you can remember, running from the HYDRA compound and those within it. Your head was filled with ideas both good and evil. So when the god Loki stakes his claim on the E...
