The Avengers: We Have A Tiger – Part Four

At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, I’ve decided to post this Avengers fanfiction I wrote a while back. It’s quite long (twenty-eight pages) so it’s going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!

*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Natasha stepped into the cell area. The area was always awfully dark and dreary, but it seemed more so today. She made her way to Aila’s cell. She saw her sitting on her cot, staring absently at the wall. Natasha realized that the girl wasn’t as young as she had thought she was; her size and her action had made Natasha think of her as a teenager, maybe early twenties, but now she realized that Aila was actually somewhere in her early thirties, or, at the very least, her late twenties. Somehow that made her pity the Aila less.

“Aila?” Natasha asked cautiously. The girl looked frightened.

“How’d you know my—” She stopped. Her voice was sweet and almost musical. “Thor,” Aila stated.

Natasha nodded and leaned against the glass. She could never bring herself to enter a cell with a prisoner. There were very few people who would take chances like that, and she was certainly not one of them. “Why did you break into SHIELD?” she asked. Aila tipped her head forward, letting her blond hair fall over her face, hiding her from Natasha’s view. “Please talk to me, Aila.”

Natasha continued to attempt to interrogate Aila for almost half an hour before she finally gave up and left. She hurried back to the meeting room, frustrated, both with herself and with Aila.

“Any success?” Clint asked. Natasha shook her head in reply.

“She won’t talk,” she told them.

“Well, I’ll give it a try,” Clint said.

“Maybe she falls for cute guys,” Natasha said teasingly.

“Then Thor better go next,” Clint muttered.

Natasha rolled her eyes. “I’m not sure that would be much of an interrogation.”

Clint left the room to do the interview, and the small group stayed silent while they waited. If Aila could resist Clint, they were in pretty big trouble. Natasha couldn’t help wondering if Stark could get Aila to talk. Their personalities certainly would clash, and that might help get her into an argument where she would actually talk.

Barely twenty minutes had passed before Clint stomped into the meeting room. His face was furious. “I have never met anyone as stubborn and untalkative as that – that…” He stopped and growled before turning to Fury. “Don’t bother asking. I didn’t get a single word out of her.” Natasha was clearly hiding a grin.

“Well, Thor, it’s your turn,” Fury announced. Thor nodded and headed out of the door, quickly making his way to the cell area. He found that he was clenching his hammer tighter than he needed to. Why did seeing Aila again make him so nervous?

He opened the door into the cell area slowly and made his way down the rows of glass cells. He stopped in front of Aila’s cell. She was staring at the ceiling, but she heard his footsteps and looked over. Her face darkened and she looked back at the ceiling. Thor unlocked the door and walked in, locking the door behind him. Aila didn’t look at him as he sat down in a wooden chair.

“What is wrong?” Thor asked. Aila still didn’t move. “Did I do something to upset you?”

Aila was silent for a minute. “Why did you tell them my name?”

Thor sighed. “Fury asked me,” he told her.

“You didn’t have to tell him,” she said softly, still looking up at the ceiling.

“I’m sorry,” Thor said, his voice equally soft. “I couldn’t lie to Fury, but I’m sorry that I upset you by telling him your name.” He paused. “Why didn’t you want them to know your name?”

“Does it matter?” Aila said, pulling her knees to her chest. Thor felt a pang in his chest at the sight of her huddled up on the cot. “You might as well leave. I’m not going to tell you anything, and you’ll just get angry like Hawkeye and the Black Widow did.”

“You know us by sight?” Thor asked.

She shrugged. “Doesn’t everybody?”

Thor looked at her. Her back was turned to him, her blond hair cascading loosely down her back. If only… he pushed the thought away. “How old are you?”

She turned to face him, her blue eyes flashing. “I’m not a little kid, and I’m older than most people think. Really, that’s all. I’m not going to tell you one more thing.”

50 thoughts on “The Avengers: We Have A Tiger – Part Four

  1. This is amazzzzzing!! *drools over Thor* I almost bought a Thor hammer at Hot Topic last week, but Ana convinced me to get the “Music Is My Boyfriend” t-shirt instead. 😛 Great fanfic! POST MORE!


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