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 Mycroft shifted around in his expensive chair uncomfortably.   "We're babysitting tonight?"    You sighed, sitting down on his thigh and planting a kiss to his forehead, trying to make your husband see the light in all this.    "I know, I know, we were gonna go out. But John and Mary haven't had any time to themselves in a while, and Sherlock is on that case in Ireland. We'll take Alice back home tomorrow morning. It'll be fun..."    "Fun." He scoffed at the word.   "Let's just hire them a nanny or something. I'm sure I can find someone else to watch her-" The door bell rung, and you jumped up to go get it, shooting him a grin.    "To

          "I must confess to you- I have lied...Loki is not alright. I told him you were dead. And now, he goes to confront his daughter Hel- to slay her for setting free the beast who killed his one true love."     After fully processing what Lady Reidall had just said, you bolted down to the stables. Luckily, the stable hand liked to drink and was passed out on the hay-strewn floor, allowing you to sneak a horse and saddle it up. Where to go, though? I mean, how were you exactly to find Hel? And now the sun was slowly melting down the sky, night approaching. You got on the horse, and started galloping into the forest. There must be some s

    You really couldn't help falling in love with him. The loving, caring man with the gorgeous smile was irresistible to you. It was only... it seemed he was always avoiding you. Did you annoy him? Oh, you really hoped not... You did everything you could to stay out of his way.          See, you're a relatively new agent of S.H.I.E.L.D- a scientist really. Chemistry was your thing. Tony and Bruce were really very enjoyable to be around, but working with them had ups and downs. Mr.Stark liked to ruffle up Dr.Banner, and you hated being caught in the middle, trying to end an argument before it got ugly- And it has almost gotten ugly.    Once

   "Woohoo!"     You shook a chuckling Sam by the shoulders. All of the Impala's passengers were overjoyed at the sight of the small town's pharmacy. It held the promise of bandages, soda, snacks, and candy. Throw in some greasy diner food and the adrenaline rush and satisfaction from hunts, and that's what you guys lived off of! After almost dying on a hunt that involved multiple angry spirits, you could use some sugar. And some band-aids.    You crawled out of the back seat and skipped into the store, delighted at all glorious munchies. Lays or Doritos? Hmm maybe a Hershey bar? It was almost impossible to decide. While you and Sam were ch

         Loki wasn't one to just fall for mortals. He'd encountered many, finding most to be dull and not very bright. But you... you were different. Spunky and playful, but still sweet and kind, and beautiful- God, did he think you were beautiful. His mischievous eyes couldn't help but scan your curves in all those tight fitting clothes mortals wear. His goal was to more than just admire you from afar though... he wanted to court you.    You both worked at S.H.I.E.L.D. together, him serving as apart of the Avengers as punishment from his father (who does not like him causing trouble in Asgard), and you working as a nurse. After rescuing yo

    Baker street was awfully quiet when you returned home, the only sounds the buzzing of street lamps and the put-put of the cabbie driving away.  How late is it? You mused to yourself, eyelids suddenly heavy. You drifted up to 221B to embrace your brother and give him a quick kiss on the cheek before retreating to your own flat downstairs. From the hall, where you were squinting at the lock and poking around with your key to find it, you could here John protesting to Sherlock about leaving him behind.    "My little sister, Sherlock! Why didn't you come get me? You just had to go alone and be a show off! Why didn't you call me, or at leas

   The mafia man stepped back into the shadows as you waited for Sherlock to arrive. Minutes felt like hours in the dark, silent, warehouse. Suddenly you saw a face peek in through a clouded window. You couldn't help but squirm and cry with anticipation and joy.    Please just rescue me. Please just get me away from this place. He traipsed inside casually, puffing up his shirt collar and ruffling his hair before smiling at you. It was a cute, simple smile, one that was probably fake for Sherlock, but nonetheless adorable. The Italian appeared from the darkness, gun pointed right at the Holmes' head. He slowly put up his hands at this.    

   You yawned and stretched, arms reaching skyward. You flicked on your light and squinted at your watch. Hopefully it was still accurate in different space and time.    3:30 Ugh. How the heck were fully awake so early? Could you be getting jet lag from the TARDIS? You sprung out of bed and decided to put clothes on, because there was no way you were going back to sleep now. There was adventure to be had! All of space and time to explore!! After you were dressed you made your way through a maze of hallways to the TARDIS control room, wondering what you would do for multiple hours if the Doctor was still sleeping. You had just spent your fir

  You woke up disoriented and utterly terrified.   That's it, I'm going to die.  You see things on the news all the time of kidnappings, and its so sad and horrible, but you never imagined it could happen to you. You found you were seated, tied tightly to a chair, hands bound and mouth gagged. You squirmed and jerked around in an attempt to loosen your bonds, but they would not budge. You took in the room around you- it was dimly lit, but you could tell it was an abandoned warehouse of some sort. You resumed fidgeting in your seat once again to hear a large door creaking open, followed by the pit-pat of steps. A man in a sharp black suit a