Captain America's Grand-daughter (Avengers/Captain America fanfic)

A Father's Daughter

                  

"I don't like your hair change." Loki said assessing my hair.

"How much longer until the portal's ready?" I asked Loki getting bored with just sitting around at Stark towers.

"Patience." He answered still watching them work on it.

I was hoping that the portal would be ready by now. I don't know why I was so agitated. I just felt like something was going to go wrong. It may have been from my dream.

I got up and started pacing. I didn't know what else to do. I was getting nervous and I had no idea why. What if Rodgers comes, I don't think I could face him. I had been stupid and let myself get attached to him. I couldn't let my feeling get in the way of what I'm doing, I have to block them out. A hand on my shoulder took me out of my thinking. I looked up to who the hand belonged to, Loki.

"Calm down, I can feel how nervous you are." He said looking to get me to look into his eyes.

I had my eyes on the floor, I didn't want to look him in the eye with what I was about to say.

"What happens if something goes wrong?" I asked, founding my hands very interesting.

His finger grazed my chin and lifted my head, making me look him in the eye. This action made a cold shiver run up my back. His eyes weren't the intense green they were most of the time. They were a vibrant emerald green and it made me feel so much calmer.

"We won't lose. Nothing will go wrong. We, together, are unstoppable. What could stand in the way of a never ending alien army? Nothing. Not even they 'heroes' can stop us." He stopped for a second and for a second I thought I see his eyes move from my eyes." Sophie." His voice whispered. "With me you are safe. I'll never let anything happen to you. If anything goes wrong there's an escape plan, just for you."

At this my eyes really looked into his, making sure he wasn't lying.

"Why me. You could have easily controlled me. Why trust me?" I asked him, searching his face and eyes to see if he was lying,

He was the god of lies. It didn't matter how good I was at telling the lies from the truth, I would never be able to figure him out. 

"Why is it I can't lie to?" He gave me a minute to figure it out but I couldn't. "Because I care for you, because I can't hurt or otherwise it hurts me." His voice was in a low whisper and if we weren't so close I wouldn't be able to hear him.

"I see myself in you and I could never do what was done to me, to someone else."

"You're not lying?" I asked him not entirely sure.

"Never to you. Now go get some sleep, it'll be awhile before anything exciting happens." With this he kissed my forehead and left.

I walked to the room I stayed in when I was here with Tony. That seemed like a totally different Loki to me. I felt like I could trust him.

NO!

I couldn't let myself get attached. If anything was to go wrong I don't think I could live with myself knowing I left Loki behind. He was ready to do this for me but I wasn't ready to do this for him.

I laid down on the soft bed still in my outfit in case something was to happen while I slept.

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I was back in the orphanage except, instead of being me I was watching myself. I looked around thirteen this was before I was shipped off to my third home I think.