Author's note: Okay, so the part about our favorite shield agent is set to be happening at the end of the movie. Imagine this is what Nick Fury, Coulson, and Agent Hill are doing when the Avengers are all surrounding Loki (the very end)


Agent Coulson awoke slowly. He felt as though he had been run over by a truck. The last thing he remembered was being stabbed. In a panic he clutched his chest. He ran his fingers over where he remembered the scepter stabbing him, but found no open wound. He took in a deep breath, trying to piece together what had happened. He remembered talking to Fury, slowly their conversation replayed in his mind.

"Just stay awake. Eyes on me!" Fury barked, kneeling down next to him.

"I'm clockin out here…"

"Not an option!"

"It's ok boss. This was never gonna work if they didn't have something to…"

It was then that he remembered the battle, the hellicarrier, Loki, and the Avengers. He studied his sterile room and wondered if he was still up in the air. He looked down and noticed that he wore a hospital robe. His clothing had been folded over a nearby chair. He saw his shirt, a large circular bloodstain left where he remembered being stabbed. 'What the hell happened to me?'he thought to himself. He had no stitches or obvious signs of trauma… He tried to stand up, until he heard a voice.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Director Fury announced as he entered the room.

"Director." Coulson nodded, acknowledging the man's presence. He sat back on the bed, pressing a few buttons to sit himself up. As the bed moved, Director Fury sat down in a nearby chair.

"You gave us quite a scare… but it was just what … what was needed to get the job done." Fury was never good at these 'heart to heart' conversations. He inhaled, ready to tell Coulson about his precious cards when Coulson interrupted him.

"You used the cards," Phil half asked, half stated, raising an eyebrow.

"Had to… they needed to believe it." Fury explained. "The only one who questioned it was Maria… She knew about the real set being in your locker…" Fury explained, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

Coulson breathed a sigh of relief. His precious cards were in fact safely tucked away in his locker. 'When did he have time to make fake ones? And why would….' His mind was racing, but he knew he had to ask only the important questions. Always the agent… "But Loki… he stabbed me, I felt it!" Coulson stated, still fingering the spot on his chest.

"No… It only looked like he did. When we got you to the medical station, there was no wound. Your shirt was soaked with blood, but it appears to all have been some kind of illusion. You were a distraction; a way out, simple as that. For whatever reason, Loki chose not to kill you." Fury explained.

"So… Everything has been handled?" Coulson asked, surprised. He wondered how long he had been out of commission. "How long have I been down?"

"It's being handled as we speak… Thor and Loki are now on their way back to Asgard… You have been unconscious for three days. " Fury explained.

"So what now?" he asked, not knowing what to do.

"You will return to work, but mostly civilian duty for a bit, just until you're back. Loki's magic is strong. We don't know the full effects of whatever he did to you." Fury put his hands in his pockets and sighed heavily. He placed his hand to his ear and mumbled something into his earpiece. "I'm needed out on the deck," He said, and with that he was gone.


"So with Thor being gone, what's the plan?" Cap asked, looking around the table. Across from him sat Stark, and at his left and right were Natasha and Clint. Dr. Banner was off to the side, making himself a cup of coffee.

"We keep helping to fix the city," Bruce said quietly, as he stirred his coffee cup.

"Well besides that… I mean, eventually the rubble and streets will be cleaned up. People are already starting to reopen businesses and move back into their homes… But what I'm really asking… or wondering, is that now being all over the news, we can't just disappear anymore…" Hawkeye countered, turning to face the doctor.

"In a few weeks something else will happen and you guys will hardly be news," Stark exclaimed, standing up from the table. "Check this out," he said, his enthusiasm overflowing. He waved his hands and a hologram came up, showing a tower which looked similar to the one they were currently in. "Stark tower 2.0, Los Angeles' newest landmark," he gloated, a smug grin lining his face. "Excavation starts next week. Should give the press something else to talk about."

Cap rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. Of course Stark was making another monument… Just one more way to feed his ego…

As if sensing the tension in the room, Stark added "But this doesn't mean I won't be around to help…" He grinned. "And whose billions do you think will be funding many of the teams rebuilding the city?"

"Sir, you have a visitor," Jarvis voice interrupted the conversation.

"We're a little busy," Stark said dismissively.

"He has overridden the security, and is on his way up in the elevator," Jarvis replied. "Well who is it?" Cap asked, standing up and looking towards the elevator. As if in answer to his question, the elevator doors slid open revealing a very familiar man wearing a black suit and sunglasses.

"Phil!" They all said in unison, standing and moving towards the elevator.


Loki sighed heavily as he leaned against the piece of debris trapping him in the pit. Pain shot through his arm and blood dripped from a cut on his head. He was unbelievably dizzy and in need of a healer. Moving made everything around him spin and the idea of getting away felt impossible but Loki knew he couldn't give up yet. As if sensing his need to stay focused, a voice caught his attention.

"Help is here, it will just a little longer guys, hold on!" 'I know that voice…' Loki thought to himself. "Stark…" he grumbled, rolling his eyes with distaste. Loki could hear the others talking. He focused his energy on trying to free his arm. He knew he had to escape before that annoying mortal returned. While he knew she was trying to help, who was he to need the help of a mortal?

A loud grumble shook him from his thoughts. The pressure surrounding his arm was gone! With a smirk, Loki pulled his arm free from the rubble around it as the Hulk pulled a piece of debris out of his way. 'Stupid beast,' he thought menacingly as he slithered away into the shadows.


"I don't understand what it is that you want with me," Ivy argued as she watched four Shield agents rip through her camera bag.

"It's not you, Miss…" The man with the sunglasses stepped forward to introduce himself. "My name is Agent Phil Coulson and I work for the strategic homeland intervention enforcement and logistics division… You can call us Shield. We need to apprehend your photographs, as they contain classified information… Are there any other copies?"

"I- this was all over the news, I don't see how my photographs contain classified information," Agent Coulson gestured for Ivy to follow him, and escorted her over and then into a dark vehicle. "Are you going to kill me?" She asked, suddenly afraid to step into the SUV not knowing what the men would do to her.

"No no, nothing like that." Coulson reassured, as he stepped into the car next to her. Another agent handed him Ivy's camera bag.

"We found an address in her bag…. Looks like it's nearby the NYU student apartments…" The other agent said to Coulson.

"Says here she's from Pennsylvania…" Phil said as he skimmed his finger across what looked like a piece of glass.

Ivy could see what looked to be her driver's license photo along with information.

"I am staying, or umm I was staying with friends… I went out looking for them after the attack… I am not from the city," She replied nervously as she ran her fingers through her long dark hair.

"We are asking that all non essential personnel evacuate the more severely damaged portions of the city, and I believe your apartment complex fell in the line of fire… Shield and the United States Armed Forces are helping to relocate families… Do you have transportation?" Coulson asked as the car pulled up to what remained of the apartment Ivy had been staying in.

"Shit…" she mumbled as she looked out the window. She was so engrossed in thought that she had not realized the car had been driving to her friends place.

"This… it didn't look like this when I left…" She croaked; shocked to see the remains of the place she had been staying. It appeared as though another building nearby had collapsed onto her friend's apartment, making the place almost unrecognizable.

"These agents will help you collect what is left of your belongings and get you a ride out of the city," Phil said as he opened the car door and stepped onto the street.

"What about my –" Ivy was silenced.

"I think this should take care of it," Phil said and handed Ivy a check.

"I don't want your money… I just want my-" Ivy looked down at the check, becoming silent when she saw the amount. "What is this?" She held in her hands a $5000.00 check.

"It should compensate for your equipment." Phil said and handed Ivy her empty camera bag. Ivy took it, dumbfounded.

"This is…." She began, not knowing what to say. While part of her wanted her own camera back, she couldn't argue with a check that large. Her camera was worth at most maybe a thousand dollars, but a five thousand dollar check? "Who are you?"

"Like I said ma'am, we work for SHIELD." Phil stopped and reached into his suit pocket and removed a small business card. "If you need anything, anything at all, here's a number you can reach," He said with a smile and handed it to Ivy.


Author's note 2: Okay - I took this down and re-posted with some of the dividers... Sorry the Loki part is so small... but I did want to get him in the chapter ;) I will be resuming this story shortly... things lately have been crazy and with the holidays... Let's just say pneumonia, the flu, holiday shopping, and work have been keeping me kind of occupied... Apologies to my readers & thanks to Potkanka for the review! :) Hopefully it isn't too bad. I was kind of delirious when I was writing parts of it. Ha ha… I will definitely finish this story, just maybe not in as timely a manner as I anticipated over the summer :/ Apologies! And thanks again for my loyal readers!