Hello~ I'm writing this for a friend of mine because she is in love with Loki and all his glory. c:

This is my first fic so be nice, please. ;w;

Chapter one

The wind whistled loudly through the night. Tony was cursing rudely as he walked down the hallways towards his room with Pepper; he was upset that the weather man on channel 02 had read that tomorrow would be a sunny one. Neither the wind nor the rain seemed to be letting up and everyone in the aircraft doubted that the sun would show itself tomorrow. Tony received a smack on the back of the head from Steve when he continued to rant (even though it was his fault for believing everything he heard on the television). Kimberely, one of SHIELDS top scientists sat silently on an outspread windowsill, staring blankly out at the gray clouds that shrouded the aircraft. Tomorrow was going to be her big break if she could finally manage to overcome her anxiety and get her ass to that meeting. This particular meeting had been planned exactly nine other times and each of the times she had a panic attack which led to the cancelation of the meeting. Her eyes did not leave the gloomy clouds until Clint came and sat down next to her, putting one arm around her shoulder. She had not noticed that she was shaking profusely, and Clint laughed softly which drew a smile from her. Kimberley leaned on his shoulder and let out a sigh

"What if it happens again? What if I ruin my last chance?" The shaking started again as she began to over think the situation and Clint rubbed her back soothingly, but it did not stop the fear growing inside her.

Clint had been one of her closest friends from the moment she started working at SHIELD. He had been the only one to take the time to show her around and introduce her to all of the "Avengers".

"It won't happen, Kim. I can feel it." He smiled again and she couldn't help but laugh at that.

There was a long silence before she spoke again, "Maybe you're right…"

Clint did not reply and she knew he was smiling, like he always did. After a long while of sitting in silence and gazing out the window Clint stood up slowly, taking Kimberley's hand in his and standing her up.

He placed a warm kiss on her forehead and brushed her hair out of her face.

"Get some rest; you're going to need it." Kimberley nodded at him and let him head back to his room.

So maybe she did feel a little better after that…but the thing that really scared her was that Clint couldn't be in that conference room with her. It would just be her and the top seven scientists in the world. Her department was assigned the task of coming up with a way to create another bridge, almost identical to the one in Asgard. Although this task filled her with so much glee it might have killed her, presenting her final ideas of the bridge to the top scientists in the world was terrifying. She was pretty set on the idea that the entire board hated her for canceling so much, but Clint and the whole team assured her that was not the case. Kimberley made her way to her quarters, and cursed silently when she saw the time. It was 2 AM! Clint had stayed up with her for more than two hours! The first thing she was going to do tomorrow morning was apologize to him. Kimberley closed her door and locked it behind her before stripping herself of her regular attire which consisted of a plain colored button up blouse and a navy blue skirt that went down to her knees. Never again would she change with an unlocked door, not after having a drunken Tony walk in on her and mistake her for Pepper. Kimberley tossed her clothing in a laundry hamper, flicked off the lights, and slipped into bed. She pulled her blanket up to her chin and closed her eyes, quickly falling into a deep sleep.

At eight o' clock sharp there was a loud knock on her door and Kimberley groaned into her blanket. A voice came from behind the door and it got her to get up from bed.

"Rise and shine~"

Unmistakably Clint, Kimberley pulled on an oversized shirt covered in small drops of paint to represent stars and a pair of gray sweat pants. She wasn't fond of getting up so early but today was important and she couldn't risk sleeping in any longer. Kimberley dragged her feet across the carpet and to the door, opening it up slowly. In front of her stood the taller man already dressed and ready for whatever today would throw at him. Clint had a goofy smile on his lips but she couldn't get herself to speak due to the fact that she was half asleep. Natasha appeared next to him, looking gorgeous as always, and she was followed by the rest of the crew; Tony, Steve, Bruce, Nick, Phil, and Erik. What was everyone doing here? Shouldn't they all be out already, tending to the weak or whatever they did all day? The smile on her face roused a laugh from the whole group. Something inside her stomach went off and it was a mix of butterflies and nervousness. She was happy…really happy. The whole group had taken time out of their schedule to wish her luck, and even though it was such a small amount and it shouldn't matter much, it made her the happiest she had felt in months.

"Are you ready?" Clint asked rubbing her shoulder encouragingly.

Kimberley nodded. The silence in the air made her eyes wander around the group. Something wet seeped through her shirt and to her chest. There was a small dot on her chest, and then another. She reached a hand up and touched her cheek lightly. She was…crying? Kimberley looked at the team whose smiles had faded completely. She laughed and used her forearm to wipe the tears from her eyes before looking back up at all of the wonderful people standing in front of her.

"I'm sorry. I'm just…really happy." She said as she wiped away the last tears from her eyes.

For five minutes Kimberley walked around the group and gave each and every one of them a hug when they wished her luck. She hugged Clint last, and the longest.

"I wish you could be there with me…it would make things so much easier"

Clint chuckled and squeezed her tightly once. "Go get 'em."

Kimberley smiled at the team once more and stood up straight, showing them that she was ready for today. "Thank you".

With that she slowly closed her door and headed for the shower. It was 8:10 AM now and Kimberley had one hour and fifty minutes before she had to be in the conference room. Hopping in the shower was the worst decision of her life considering that her mind began to flow with the possible things she could do wrong which caused her knees to weaken into jelly. She sat under the warm spray of the water motionless and silent, more nervous than ever. If she screwed up this time she would be letting the whole team down and after this morning she really didn't want that. Kimberley managed to get herself standing so she could wash off. She scrubbed down and washed her hair thoroughly before turning off the water and stepping out of the bathtub. Wrapping a towel around her body, Kimberley picked up a hair brush and gently began to brush her dark brown hair. From behind her she thought she heard something along the lines of "You will fail" but she convinced herself that it was just her nerves. At 9:30 she was dressed in a thin brown polka dotted blouse with a loose bow hanging down the front over her chest and a pair of dark denim pants that fit her perfectly.

"You got this" she said, looking directly at herself in the mirror.

Kimberley grabbed the things she would need and opened her door, heading for the conference room. She took deep breaths as she walked, trying to fight the fear that was constantly clawing at her mind. No one was in the room when she arrived which actually drew a breath of relief from her. Kimberley reviewed her presentation over and over in her head while spreading out the blue prints that someone (she assumed to be Phil) had already set out at the head of the table for her. She thanked Odin that Phil worked here; she would be lost without his assistance. The door opened slowly and Kimberley scrambled to set the papers into a neat pile but her eyes widened at the sight. That was not a scientist. A tall, slender man with his hair slicked back perfectly entered the room and closed the door behind him. The moment he fully turned to face her Kimberley realized who it was; Loki Laufeyson. Kimberely had heard everything about what this man had done to New York and she stood up in shock and stepped back as far as she could from him. Loki laughed softly at her surprise and his attention turned swiftly to the door when it opened. An agent dressed in an all black suit had his gun down to his side, but lifted it up the moment he saw Loki. The image disintegrated and blade sliced up into the agents back. The new Loki closed the door again and made sure to lock it this time.
"Now we might get a little privacy" he spat, obviously annoyed with all of the intrusions.

Getting in here must have resulted in casualties. Fear crept up inside her and consumed her. How did Loki escape Asgard? Someone would save her from this nightmare right? Any second down Clint and all of the Avengers would burst through the door and carry her to safety…right? Time passed by and nothing happened. Loki just stared at her and studied her closely before breaking the silence.

"You know, you mortals ought to learn how to keep quiet" he said, followed by another laugh.

"Wh-what do you mean?" she replied confused.

What was he talking about? "Keep quiet"? Kimberley kept herself pressed up against a wall and he eyes fell down to the papers on the edge of the desk. Shit. He had known they were trying to remake the bridge, then. So why didn't he just kill her right then and there? Rid SHIELD of everything she knew? Kimberley moved to the left as Loki started towards her but she hit something hard and her head slowly turned to the obstacle. She gasped and jerked herself away from the duplicate. Loki had caught on to the fact that she knew what he was talking about after seeing her take a look at the papers.

"Assisting my brother in rebuilding the bridge was not a wise idea." Loki said, taking a long stride in her direction.

Kimberley looked at the door, then to the folders on the table and lastly to Loki. Kimberley knew that if she didn't make an attempt to escape now, she would probably be killed and soon. She gathered all of the courage she could and made a sprint for the door, grabbing the folders off the table on her way. Of course, her nerves got the best of her and her legs would not run fast enough. Kimberley barely had a grip on the door handle by the time Loki had her pressed up against the door. He held her wrists tightly without mercy. Kimberley let out a sharp gasp filled with pain, he was a god and she was no match for him. She stopped fighting, knowing that it would only bring her to die faster and she was horrified of the thought.

"What do you want from me? Just take the prints and leave." She said.

Although she was absolutely terrified of this demi-god, something about him lured her in. His breath on her neck sent a shiver down her spine. Why did it have to be her? The scientists that she was meeting here today were a much bigger asset to Loki if it concerned the bridge.

"I don't just need the prints." He whispered softly. "I'll need you as well."