Location: Manhattan, New York, U.S.A.
Date: May 20, 2012
In a sudden bout of anger at the utterly stupid decision Fury seemed to have made, Kara shot up onto the couch, gritting her teeth when pain again erupted in her body.
"Dearest, you can't go out there again."
Pushing his hands away when he tried to get her to lie back down, the young woman shot a thoroughly vicious gaze to the Æsir that actually had him lean back.
"Just watch me..." she growled painfully, baring her teeth at him.
Reaching to the zipper, she inhaled deeply before swiftly pulling it up and barely holding back a scream when the leather pressed tightly on her wound. While it would help to contain the bleeding, it seemed she would have to find a way to deal with the slicing pain that now wracked her whole body.
"Kara..."
Ignoring Loki's stern tone, she tried to move away only to fall onto the floor on her knees.
"Tony... where are you?"
"About time you reported in, Wonder Woman." he retorted in an attempt to sound amused despite the concerned shade in his tone. "I'm about to intercept the missile; I know just where to put it."
"Stark... you know that's a one-way trip, right?" Steve interrupted them.
"Save the rest for the turn, J." Tony stated, apparently ignoring the soldier.
It was at those words that Kara again tried to get to her feet; when that failed she instead began crawling toward the terrace with a sort of wild spark in her eyes that not even Loki had seen before. She would be damned if she allowed Tony to kill himself and break Pepper's heart.
"Miss Taylor, I strongly suggest allowing your body to recover." Jarvis' voice resounded in the room.
"If I don't help him... no one will..." she retorted.
The only other team member who could fly - namely the Thunder God - might have been a good man and he might have actually tried to help Tony, had he known; but he didn't know... he had no idea of the woman Tony would be leaving behind. She had been destroyed by the news of Loki's death... she wasn't going to see Pepper going through that hell... not if she had anything to say about it.
Her contemplation was abruptly halted when she felt Loki's hands clasping around her arms and pulling her to her feet while she groaned in pain.
"Look at me..."
When she failed to comply, he placed his hands to her cheeks and forced her to turn her face upwards.
"Look at me." he growled.
His words died in his throat for once, at the sight of the utterly determined shade in her eyes, despite the sorrow mixed in with it.
"I have to do this..."
"You don't have to do anything." he frowned, his eyes finally betraying just how completely terrified he was at the thought of losing her.
When she went to reply, only to find that she couldn't speak because she had no idea what to say, her mind suddenly brought up a memory she had believed long since buried, and she heard Coulson's voice in her head as clear as day and saw that heartwarming smile he always offered her.
'You're a good person, Kara... and good people can't stand aside while others need them.'
"I have to go..." she whispered.
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FanfictionBook 1 of the "Love is..." series! ~*~ People say that when life gives you lemons you should make lemonade... but what the hell should you do when life gives you a mischievous, manipulative, dominant god? Follow Kara as she tries to figure out the...