Enchanted

Thirty-Nine

It had been three days since both Asgardians had left, and Trix was sat at her desk, tapping her pen to paper, trying to find any more inconsistencies with her plan, well it was plan A, if there was a cure and if that actually worked. Plan B was a whole other level, one she had run through many times, just to be sure, if there wasn't a working cure.

She had reached out to all her contacts, ones she knew would want to be in on this fight. Daisy was spreading the word with her contacts of the Rising Tide, Coulson was speaking with all agents still with SHIELD, Wade and the mercs, while Logan and Raven got in touch with the school. This was going to be one hell of a fight, which she knew Drake would easily win against the skrulls.

She started running through plan A again, when there was a knock on her door. She called for them to enter, and was surprised to see detective Diaz stroll in, holding a file. He closed the door and moved to her desk, tossing the file down on it... 'I want answers..'

'Am I supposed to know the questions?..'.. She waved her hands as he sat down, and she pulled the file closer, opening it to look.

'Any reason, why now it's been sent through, that you're a highly wanted criminal?..'.. He nodded to the file, and Trix grinned at the bullshit she was reading.

'Acts of terrorism? Really?..'.. She tossed the file in the bin next to her desk and leaned back... 'What do you know?..'

'I know I'm going to lose my badge over this. They're assembling a task force, going to raid this place and your apartment. They're coming for you Trix, and I can't stop them..'... He sighed... 'What the hell is going on?..'

'I can tell you if you want, but I'm sure the whole 'less I know, the better', shit would work in your favour..'.. She drummed her fingers on the desk... 'Let them come, they won't find anything incriminating. My security system is unbreakable, so I have every corner of this place covered as well as my apartment..'

'There's whispers that you know who Reaper is..'.. He sat forward... 'Look, don't cover for the guy, I don't want to see you locked up Trix..'

'Thanks for the heads up detective, but trust me..'.. She nodded to him... 'I got this handled..'

He sighed heavily and stood up... 'I know you'll probably fight every one of them, just try not to seriously injure them?..'

Trix grinned at him... 'No promises Diaz..'.. He shook his head, and left her to it. Her smile dropped and she sat forward, running her hands through her hair. This order had come from high up, and she took a guess, it was a skrull, pretending to be human. She could easily call the president and have this sorted, but it would put a target on him even more so, cause he worked with her.

She needed to clear her apartment, and fast. Growling in frustration, she called the one person who was local, that could get in and out of her apartment quickly. Grabbing her phone, she made the call.

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Clint laid on the couch, one hamd behind his head, the other holding a book as he read. He kept his mouth shut about everything, and avoided their questions. He knew more about her than they did, aside from the whole werewolf shit, that was actually kinda cool.

He knew the others were all gossiping about it, except for Tony, he pretty much hid in his lab for the last few days, as if she would burst out of the walls and jump on him.