If Only (Adopted)

??? POV

The thing about owing debts to a godly prince, even a should-be-fake prince, you never get the 'call back later' option. I sighed as I cleaned my weapon.

Thor had alerted the boss that some hero was in need, and we were the first people who came to mind. Don't get me wrong, helping people is nice and all, but we had enough issues with our own baddies to deal with someone else's.

"Hey, Beantown!"

I turned to face them. "Yeah? What's going on?" They stopped in front of me, looking exasperated. That was normal though. If this girl didn't have an I-might-consider-not-killing-you look or a Nevermind-I'ma-kill-you look, then she was annoyed. Usually with me.

"We're leaving in five minutes," She said. "And while I'm sure there would be less mistakes made if you didn't come, we kind of need your healing skills."

I smirked. "So you need me, eh?" She frowned.

"Don't do that, you sound Canadian."

"What's wrong with being Canadian?"

A grin tugged at her lips, I could tell. Not that I was going to comment on it. Then she shook her head and started walking away. "When you're done cleaning that practice sword, you and Jack get your lazy butt and hilt into the lobby."

"Yes ma'am!" I replied.

I finished up with the sword and put it on the rack with the others. Stretching, I made sure I had everything I would need. Didn't want to forget anything I might need, since quests and battles liked to pop up like fleas.

"Hey, you coming?" A shout called back.

Really? It had only been... seven minutes?!

Time to start running.

"Coming! Time to help Movie-Thor!"

???#2 POV

"They hurt who?! How? That reckless son of Poseidon is nearly invincible!"

I smiled sadly. Nearly. I thought. Out loud, I replied, "Apparently they took his knife and cut him with that."

The girl across from me frowned. "That's cheating." I shook my head. "No, it's smart." She stared at me. "You're a doctor, you're not supposed to condone hurting people."

"I'm not, I'm just saying it's good tactics. If it were you, wouldn't you have done the same?" She looked down. "Well, yeah, but this is different!"

I reached for the roll of bandages behind her, and she handed them to me. "How is this any different?" She threw her arms out, wincing. I glared weakly and gently pulled her right arm down.

"Because it's Percy," she said, answering my question. "Every pantheon we've found, and others too probably, have heard about him and respect him. But, of course, the mortals know nothing!"

I quickly grabbed a red pillow and handed it to her. She immediately began punching it with her left hand while I wrapped the other in bandages. "Calm down, Nessa. You're no help to anyone ruining both of your hands."

She sighed and nodded. It was quiet for a moment. Then, "How long will you be gone?" she asked. I wish I knew how to answer. "I... I don't know. I really don't know how Percy's hurt, just that he is. Thor wasn't really forthcoming with the details. Hopefully, Percy will heal quickly and I'll be back the day after tomorrow."

She didn't reply. We both understood that if Thor, the not-a-real-god prince, had called for help, it was bad.

I finished treating her hand, giving her a piece of ambrosia. She went to leave, but turned back to me. "Tell Percy we miss him. And, if you see the Mechanic, tell him his big sister wants him back home."

I smiled, showing teeth. It saddened me to see she didn't even wince. No sunny sparkle then.

"I'll tell him. Now go back to whatever you were building. Ah, but no working with your right hand!" She laughed as she left, and I knew I could expect her back in before dinner.

The smile slipped from my face as I packed up.

"Time to heal the hero."

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Inconsequential Human S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent POV

"We've found Thor and the target, sir." I told Fury. He said nothing, just standing there, glaring at the sky. Did he hear me? "Sir?"

"I heard you." He said. He sounded almost... tired. "Send someone to alert the Avengers." I nodded. "Of course, sir. I'll get right on it."

After he nodded to tell me I was dismissed, I speedwalked to the lab. I was sure at least one of the heroes was here. I found Dr. Banner and Mister Stark conversing in hushed tones, reading something off a screen. It looked like a sinkhole in a big parking lot...

"Sirs." I said, gaining their attention. Mister Stark shut the screen off. "Yeah?" he prompted. "We've found the target and Thor."

Dr. Banner nodded and opened his mouth to speak, but Mister Stark interrupted. "Yeah, cool. We're not going." Dr. Banner looked at Mister Stark before turning back to me and shrugging. He mouthed 'Sorry', then went back to his screen.

I blinked, then turned and walked off. That was odd. Well, the Avengers were odd people.

I decided to check the gym next, as Captain Rogers was usually there. I found him and the Widow both.

"Ma'am? Sir?" The two stopped and turned to me. "We've located the target and Thor." The widow went back to her knife routine, but the Captain smiled.

"Thank you for telling us. Have you notified the others?"

"I've told Dr. Banner and Mister Stark, but they said they weren't going. I have yet to tell Hawkeye."

"No need!"

The shout came from the rafters. "I heard."

Captain Rogers shook his head with a smile, and even the Widow cracked a grin. Then the Captain looked back at me. "We'll deal with Tony and Banner. Thank you for telling us."

I nodded and left. I had told the team, and my shift was over.

Time to binge Sherlock!