With Peter gone and away at college, things are quiet around the Rogers-Stark household. I would wake up, brush my teeth and then hop in the shower. By that time Pops would already have breakfast waiting, I'd eat and some days Dad would take me to school and other days Pops would. I'd finish school and either Dad or Pops would pick me up, I would do my homework and read for a little while until dinner was ready and then the three of us would all eat and talk about our day and that would be it really.
It was really weird without having Peter in the house to flick cereal at me during breakfast time, or be down in the workshop with Dad. But, today is Saturday so that whole schedule is out the window. I was lounging around on the couch in the living area when Pops said,
"Can you go put on some decent clothes please, your aunt and uncles are coming over today."
"What? Why? I thought I told you that I was going shopping with Cleo today."
"We have some important, pertinent business to discuss and they might be staying here for a while. I know you told me that, but I need you to stay put and out of the spotlight, just for a little bit until we can get some things sorted out." I sighed, almost getting up from the couch but wanting to know more about what he was hiding from me so I stayed put.
"What's wrong?" Pops shot a quick glare in my direction and then said,
"I don't know, but whatever it is, it must be dangerous. And that means no going out of the house until you're told to do so."
"BUT POPS!" I whined, wanting so badly to go shopping, sales are going on like crazy and I need to get my shop on.
"No buts. When it's safe, then you can go."
"Fine. But I will torture you and Dad." I said as I walked away to my room to get dressed for the arrival of my aunt and uncles.
They werent really my aunt and uncles, my parents just call them that so it'll be easier for me I guess. I got dressed in a floral patterened dress, which I paired with a light wash jacket and to top it all off, a simple golden locket necklace. When I came back out to the living room, Pops was gone, probably to go get suited up for whatever he and Dad were gonna do.
I drew my book closer to my face and fell asleep against my will. While asleep I'd felt a strange sensation, starting from my feet and running all the way up my spine. I jolted into an upright position to see uncle Clint tickling the bottom of my foot.
"Hey uncle Clint!" I got up off of the couch and ran to hug him.
"You've gotten big haven't you?" I gave him the most sheepish look ever and said,
"You saw me three months ago for Peter's graduation."
"You kids grow fast you know." Uncle Clint is sounding more like Pops than himself these days.
"I'm not a kid uncle Clint, I am an adult."
"Alright, alright." Uncle Clint smiled at me and then let me go.
"What's going on? Why are you guys here?" Uncle Clint lifted a finger to his lips and shushed me.
Why is nobody telling me what's going on?! This is seriously frustrating! I walked away from him and ran straight to my Dad, if anything he would tell me what was going on.
"Dad, please tell me what's going on." He let out a big breath he was hodling and said,
"You remember your uncle Thor right, the one with the lunatic brother?"
I nodded my head, "Yeah, he tried to take over New York City."
"Yeah well, now he wants something else, and that's why your aunt and uncles are here. We are trying to establish some kind of base ground with Loki so he doesn't exactly go overboard when we tell him things aren't going to work out the way he plans."
"What does he want? Can't you just give it to him, I mean sure he's crazy and evil but, whatever he want shouldn't be that hard to come up with, right?" Dad then slowly turned to me and placed both of his hands on my shoulders.
"It's not that easy Emma, I can't just give him what he wants."
"Why not?" Suddenly Dad's stare turned cold and sad.
"Because he wants you." When he said that I could feel the color drain from my face and possibly my entire body.
"W-what?"
"That's why I can't just give him what he wants Emma. I'm not giving him you."
"And you were gonna keep this a secret from me?! When it involves my life and well being!" I felt a few tears fall from my eyes and wiped them away. I am completely fuming now.
"We would have told you Emma-"
"When would you have told me? When he would have already made me his slave?" Everyone had their heads turned to me, listening to my angry rant. I was beyond pissed off, I was compltely furious because they didn't want me to know that I might have gotten kidnapped by some mental Asgardian God.
I gave Dad a deadly stare and retreated to my room for the rest of the day. I picked up my phone and called my best friend, Cleo Matthews.
"Hey Cleo?"
"Hey girl, what's up?" She sounded as chipper as usual.
"Meet me outside Chanel in 20. Our shopping date is back on!"
"Yay, I can't wait!" I hung up my phone and started to come up with a devious plan to get out of this forsaken tower.
