Ophelia (Loki x OC)

Chapter Fifteen

Loki and Ophelia were loaded into the back of a S.H.I.E.L.D van that had a lock system even Tony most likely couldn't hack.

They sat in silence until the van jerked and they started to move.

Loki gently reached over with cuffed hands and held Ophelia's trembling ones.

"We've lost.." She whispered, "they're going to keep us in jail forever. They'll take away my baby. I won't let them!" She cried. "Not again..."

Loki struggled a bit through the jerking movements of the rumbling vehicle, but he got on his knees in front of his lover. "I swear on my life that I shall not let them take the child."

The van pulled to a stop and there was a faint beeping. The doors opened, revealing a huge field where the helicarrier stood. Ophelia took a moment to marvel at the sight of hundreds of agents walking around and looked to see The Avengers off to the side, talking to a tall, bald, eye patched man.

The group approached the duo, eye patch leading them.

"Loki. Didn't expect to see you again so soon. Was it because you missed me?" He looked over at Ophelia. "And you brought an Asgardian tart."

"She is not of Asgard, Director." Thor spoke up.

"Her name is Ophelia Hathaway, she's from Bibury." Bruce added, now out of his raging monster form. "5'3, female, two sisters, a mother, small but nice apartment. Works at the local library and sides as a ASL interpreter at a university."

"Thank you, Banner." Fury said while not shifting his gaze.

"Did you add that I'm female? That not obvious?" Ophelia sassed at the doctor.

Bruce shrugged, and Fury shook his head.

"Get Loki into containment and get a full body scan on Ms. Hathaway. I want to know what she is."

He leaned in close to the villains, clenching his teeth. "See if she's a monster too."

Loki struggled against the restraints, waiting to hit the man in the jaw.

The agents pulled the two away, boarding the helicarrier.

They walked down a long and narrow hallway, until they reached a fork.

Each lover was pulled in the opposite direction.

"Don't you fucking dare-" Ophelia hissed. "Loki!" She called, and kicked one of the guards. In turn one punched her in the ribs, sending her keeling over. They continued to pull her down the corridor.

They came to a room where there was a large table with a machine hovering above it.

Bruce, Natasha, Steve and Director Fury were all in the room.

Ophelia was pushed into what looked like a changing room, where a female guard gave her shorts and a sports bra, which she reluctantly changed into.

She was brought back out again, and laid on the table.

Bruce walked over and started to strap her onto the table.

"If this is your idea of some weird, sexy, kinky shit, there's something not right up there, Doc." The woman looked up at the doctor with a glare.

"It's just a scan, Ma'am." Steve reassured. "It won't hurt."

Black Widow gave him a little slap in the arm and mumbled something that sounded like "Don't console her."

Bruce stepped away, and with a few pushes of buttons, a green light ran over Ophelia's body twice, then disappeared. The doctor looked over the screen, then loudly sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair.