A Second Chance

The Blade he saw.

   Mica woke up sighing and stretched. Her mind wandered over to the Shield files she had been going through last night. She was looking for Phil, but hadn't found anything yet. She shot out of bed and to her computer, not caring about the shock of cold as her feet touched the tiled floor. She flipped it open to make sure they were there. They were.
   "Perhaps when you go to sleep you could maybe shut the device off. It would save you from the Avengers seeing it." Loki teased from the doorway. Mica's eyes widened as she turned to him. "Um well Y...yah you know um uh yeah thanks." Mica stuttered out shutting it down. She got up and walked to her bed. " Thank you" she said composing herself. "You are welcome" Loki replied turning to walk away.
"Wait!" Mica said standing up. "Would you like to walk to breakfast together.?" She asked. Loki smiled slightly. "It would be a pleasure" he responded.
   After Mica got dressed both her and Loki walked to the elevator. Once in Loki turned to Mica. "Why are you looking into Shield files" he questioned furrowing his eyebrows. Mica put her head down avoiding his calculating gaze. Tears began welling up in her eyes. When did she start becoming so soft? "M.... My dad he.............he uh he was killed. Director Fury told me it would be better if I didn't know how." she explained scratching her neck (on the scar).
   As soon as the elevator rang, Mica went to get off. Before she could Loki grabbed her arm. "I do not believe you are permitted to carry a blade." He said gesturing to Mica's boots. The hilt of her dagger stuck out of her boot emitting a faint glow when turned just right. "Uh well were did that come from" Mica said backing out of the now seemingly confined place.
   Raising an eyebrow Loki stepped forward. "Hand it over" he said holding out his hand."no" Mica said taking another step back. Without thinking Mica took another step backwards. Knocking into a stand making her dagger fall out.
   Loki grabbed the blade and headed towards the kitchen. "Hey! Give that back! That's mine!" Mica yelled yanking on Loki's arm. When he wouldn't budge she started to yell profanities at him. Finally she had enough.Using all of her strength Mica shoved Loki forward onto the floor. "That is mine." She growled grabbing the dagger. Loki was surprised that she was that powerful.
   "What is going on in here" asked Steve sternly. His face had a look of concern and confusion. "Mica tell him or I will" Loki said standing up. "Screw off" Mica growled backing up. "Fine" Loki said anger taking over his features. "She has a dagger in her possession." he explained to Steve. He grabbed Mica's arm and pushed her forward.
   Steve looked to Mica and raised his brow. He drug his hand through his hair and then held it out. "hand it over" he commanded. Mica shook her head trying to back up. "Mica" he reprimanded. Mica reluctantly handed Steve her dagger. She then looked over to Loki. "Now I know why they hate you" she snarled. She then ran back into the elevator. Mica pressed her floors button and fell to the floor. She pulled her knees to her chest and buried her head within her knees.

Steve's POV

   I walked back into the kitchen holding the dagger in my hand. I felt really bad for taking it, but she was not allowed to have anything like this. Last time she had harmed herself. I placed it on the counter and sat on a barstool. "Damn that girl is something else" Tony said walking in. "Yah he found this" I said. "Who" "Loki"

Hey yo how you guys doing. Good. So this chapter kinda of sucked I know. I'll try to do better next time. Well I just want to thank you guys for choosing this story. 😃😃😃😃😃😜😝😝