Sign of the Times ｡ Wanda Maximoff

3 - REINDEER GAMES

It's been hours since they arrived on the helicarrier and taken flight. Hours since they began searching for Loki across the globe. Hours upon hours of nothing but absolute boredom for Everett Hargreeves and his twin sister, as the two of them couldn't do anything but sit around and wait for something ━ anything at all ━ to happen.

“If I'd known this mission would be so dreadfully boring, I wouldn't have suggested we go through with it,” Estelle complained for what felt like the hundredth time since the search for Loki began.

“Tell me about it,” Everett agreed, stifling a yawn, which inevitably caused his sister to yawn as well, although she didn't bother hiding it like he did.

She stretched out her limbs and crossed her feet beneath the table they were sitting at, which was located some ways from the bridge that Nick Fury and Phil Coulson still occupied. “How much longer do you think this is going to take?”

Everett sighed, shrugging his shoulders. “Who knows at this point.”

His response only made Estelle more annoyed by the long wait. “The least they could have done is given us some food, I'm starving over here,” her complaints continued. “Or, I don't know, some coffee? I'd kill any one of these people for a Starbucks right now.”

Everett breathed out an airy laugh. “I don't doubt it. Just try to remain a little more patient, Stell, I'm sure it won't take much longer… I hope.” He muttered the last under his breath, though his sister obviously heard him judging by the look she'd given him.

A few minutes later, to their relief, they noticed one of the agents urgently waving someone over as they pointed at one of the monitor screens. The agent was sharing information with the man, and judging by their body language alone, it was obviously important. Everett and Estelle shared a curious look with each other, wondering what it was they found.

Please, God, tell me they found Loki, Estelle thought pleadingly, her words echoing within her brother's mind.

The agent who'd been waved over then turned to look at Coulson, who was standing and speaking with Steve Rogers. “We got a match,” he informed them.

“Oh, thank God!” Estelle groaned.

“Sixty-seven percent match,” the agent continued. “Wait, cross match, seventy-nine percent.”

“Location?” Coulson asked.

“Stuttgart, Germany,” the agent replied. “28, Konigstrasse. He's not exactly hiding.”

Director Fury nodded, before turning to look at Steve. “Captain, you're up,” he told him. Then, he glanced at the Hagreeves twins sitting at the table some ways behind him. “Mr. Hargeeves, you'll be going, too.”

Everett immediately stood to his feet. “Uh, yes, sir.”

His sister stood, hands on her hips as she stared gapingly across the room at Fury. “Excuse me, but I think you mean Mr. and Miss Hargreeves?”

Fury raised a brow at the woman. “Correct me if I'm wrong, Miss Hargreeves, but your powers aren't exactly… battle quality.”

“I might not have powers like my brother does, but I can assure you, I know how to handle myself on a mission,” Estelle persisted, her arms now crossed. “I've always gone on missions with my siblings, and that isn't about to change now. Besides, Everett and I work better together than we do apart, and if you want to succeed in capturing Loki then I suggest you look the other way, because I'm going whether you like it or not.”

Everett's eyes widened at her words. He glanced between them, watching as his sister and Fury stared each other down as if their lives depended on it. His sister, of course, completely unphased as she began tapping her foot on the ground, as if challenging Fury to say no to her.