Always Mine (An MCU Fanfiction)

7: Distracted Mind

Casey's P.O.V.

Eventually, the others came around. It was a reliever when Thor pulled Loki away from me. My best friends, especially Craig and everyone else kept giving me a concerned look as we all got the trickster back into the Quinjet, again, who seemed to be willing to go along like earlier. Something told me Loki had some form of plan and purposely being taken into custody was one of them.

"Say," I said to Thor who glanced at me with a similar expression Loki had on me as if he'd known me from before. "My friends and I saw you back in New Mexico last year. I'm Agent Casey Armstrong."

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Lady Casey," Thor had a small smile which turned serious. "I feel as though I had seen and known you before, long before coming to Earth."

That somehow told me that he may have known someone in Asgard who looked a lot like me. I was going to ask him later on.

Craig looked like he was anxious to ask me about my ordeal, but I had no plans to speak to him. He emotionally hurt me before and I wasn't allowing myself to get hurt all over again.

On arriving on the Helicarrier, the armed guards took Loki away. As that happened, the trickster sent me an affectionate grin.

"Agent Armstrong," Fury called me through the ear-com, "Better go. I don't like the way he's staring at you. And better stay clear of the detention level."

I nodded. I needed to take off the gown anyway, which looked like it got caught in a catfight or something.

On the way, Peyton handed me my weekender bag and my Sparrow suit and gave me a look that told me that we would talk once I got myself cleaned up.

After getting into the locker room, I opened my bag and saw that it had a couple of changes of clothing along with my toiletry bag, phone charger, and Nintendo 3DS, including the game cartridges. Peyton sure thought of everything! Although I wouldn't have any time for gaming.

I located an outlet plug and plugged my phone to charge it.

Before getting into one of the shower stalls, I turned on Spotify and selected one of the playlists I made, which was all death metal songs. Ever since I dumped Craig, I played a lot of hardcore metal music to tune him out of my head. Plus, it's what I would play whenever I'm honing my fighting moves getting me pumped.

As 'Pernicious' by All, That Remains began playing, I pulled off the gown, tossed it in the wastebasket as it was beyond repair. I wasn't wearing it anymore. I got into the shower stall. It felt good rinsing off. I felt crappy after being abducted. The only things that lingered on my mind were why Loki kidnapped me, treated me well, and eventually kissed me. I was going to have to ask Thor since he knew his adoptive brother well.

Shinedown's 'I'm Alive' started playing as I dried myself off, slid into my Sparrow suit, dried my hair with a hairdryer and then slipped on a pair of socks and my combat boots.

Once I was ready, I turned off the music as the song ended and stashed my bag into one of the lockers, and headed for the bridge figuring everyone else was meeting there.

On arrival, I saw Sean, Peyton, Vince, and Nicole, including Craig along with Phil and Agent Hill. The two head agents gave me an expression as if to ask how I was doing. I turned to them with a look letting them know that I was fine but had a lot on my mind.

As I walked in, I noticed Steve, Natasha, Thor, and another man who had dark curly brown hair and wore a purple shirt. I recognized him as Dr. Banner. Craig tried to get my attention, but I ignored him.

"I don't think I ever met you before," Dr. Banner turned to me.

"Neither have I, but read about your research on gamma radiation," I stated calmly and carefully without mentioning the Hulk. "I'm Agent Armstrong, but you can call me Casey if you want to."