LokiXReader: Missions Part 15, New Life

You wake up in a hospital with bandages around you arm where Natasha shot you. Nick Fury is the only one in the room. "Hello (y/n)." He says, sitting in a chair across the room. "Where is he?" You say, scared to even ask it. "You don't need to know." He says, standing finally. "We have agreed not to hurt you, at all. Since Loki was more of the problem than you." He says, your jaw drops at his words. "Loki is back in Asgard under lock-down. We have a house in Manhattan for you." Nick says. "Wha-What? I live in California! I have friends there, and others..." "Exactly Miss (y/n). You cannot see anyone you know except for agents for the next several months." He says. "No! I have a life to live!" You begin to yell. "I know, and it will continue in Manhattan. We fixed the car, and gave it new tires for you to use. We will send agents to your house to check on you every day for a while. Understand?" Nick says, cocking his head to the side. You swallow hard "Yes, sir." You say. "Good." He says, and leaves.

A few weeks later, after the wound in your arm is fully healed, and you have enough blood cells it is time for you to move to Manhattan. You get in a taxi, and tell the man your new address. After about 15 minutes of driving around you finally make it to your new house. You thank the man, and make your way to your new home. The house was fairly big. It had a brick exterior, and looked like it had at least 2 floors. You walked into the white door to the fully furnished living room. There was a leather couch, coffee table, and a TV in the small living room. To the right was the kitchen, and a staircase going to the 2nd floor. You throw your backpack down on the couch and begin to explore the house. The house is a lot bigger than you thought. It had 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, 3 closets (ones a pantry), dining room, kitchen, living room, and an office. It puzzled you why the agents would give you such a big house, but immediately made yourself at home.

Day after day goes by in the new house. Fury sent agents to check on you, to make sure you arn't doing anything 'Villianly', and to also make sure your mental health is ok. They usually sent Maria Hill to check up on you, and ask stupid questions like 'How is the weather today?' You always want to respond YOU TELL ME YOU FLIPPING MORON! But keep your mouth shut

Days turn to weeks, and weeks turn to months, and the worst part about the day is Maria coming to check on you. Same questions over and over again, same inspections of your house, over and over. It was enough to drive you to drink, if you were allowed to have alcohol in your house.

Marias visits became more scarce, to the point where they are only a once-every-two-weeks ordeal. You liked all of the privacy now, and hope one day Maria will just stop coming! All you wanted to do was cry, thinking about your past. You wanted your accelerating, hectic life with Loki and Johnnie back. Not your 'stay at home and walk in circles' life you have now. The most action in your life now is cooking something tricky. Yes, its that bad, but nevertheless you liked your privacy. All you wanted to do was cry right? About your past and how you wanted it back? Yes, you did.

You stare at the blue TV screen, noticing your cable box was acting up. "Perfect." You say to glance at the clock and grab your phone to check the weather, its already 12:00am and notice a text message from the county saying : Hello Manhattan resident one of the main power towers has been struck by lightning, you will be out power for most of the night. We will fix it in the morning.

After reading the text your whole house went pitch black. You sighed and pulled your pink fuzzy blanket over yourself on the couch. You thought about how strange it was, that it wasn't raining, and the power got cut by lightning. Whats that about? There was no thunder, rain, sleet, anything. Just a text that the power is out. Strange. You rolled onto your side, wipe the thoughts from your mind, and fall asleep.

You wake up the next morning to the power being back on. You shift on the couch to the tv that is showing the news. "Interesting activity here in Manhattan, near Stark Tower. Lightning strikes top of Stark Tower, and a main electricity plant, and shuts out all power!" The newscaster says. You roll your eyes at there remark, but turn the sound up. The caster keeps talking, than someone else comes on the screen and whispers in the newscasters ear. "Your kidding..." He says to the woman whispering to him. "CUT IT!" The newscaster yells, and the screen goes to a commercial. It scared you a little since you don't know what is going on, yet relieved that you don't have to listen to him blab anymore. You look at your phone to look up what happened. You search 'Lightning strikes Stark Tower', and many pictures came up the Tower. One in which had the lightning hitting it. You noticed almost like a figure at the end of the lightning rod on top of the tower, that could just be a horrible filter or editing right? Just than the bell rings, and you scramble to decently pick up the living room. "Uh one second." You say, knowing it is an agent to check on you. You pick up empty pop cans and throw them underneath the couch cushion. "You don't have to clean up darling." You hear Marias voice outside the door. It shocks you when you hear 'darling'. You walk to the door and open and let Maria in, and than notice you are in pajamas still. Perfect. "Hello again." You say, fixing your messed up ponytail, not even looking at Maria, but staring at the floor. "Hello Darling." She says, her voice has changed though, to a lower, more exotic type voice. You look up to see a pair of emerald eyes staring at you. "Loki."