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So um, this is my first fanfic that isn't a one shot, so I don't really know how it is. Reviews would be so much help, if you have a minute to spare! I'll try to upload the next chapter within a few days!
Darcy could not believe how unlucky she was. She'd been helping Jane with her science work, which had been fine, and even fun sometimes, especially when she met Thor. But working for a scientist who has a god for a boyfriend was proving to have its drawbacks. See Thor's brother Loki, the one who tried the whole world domination thing, was let out of prison on Asgard after only a year, and put on some kinda godly probation instead. He had to have a 'mortal' watch over him at all times. And because Jane was so busy with her work, guess who Thor chose to look after his dick of a brother. Yeah, Darcy. And to make it worse, Thor was going to clip magical bracelet things around their wrists, so they couldn't stray too far from one another. Gee, great. Now Darcy was known for always being an optimist, but she didn't know how this would have anything positive come of it.
She waited for the day with dread, knowing she'd hate having to share a house with the guy who hurt Erik. And not to mention Loki's snide, sarcastic manner would probably result in a murder. Although at least Jane would also be in the house, to stop her going completely insane. But whatever, sharing a house with an Asgardian, well, god, just wouldn't be pleasant.
On the day of Loki's arrival, Darcy woke early. She lay in bed, and felt content with the quietness, which, however pleasant, she knew wouldn't last. Unable to rest in bed any longer, she shuffled to the kitchen to make two cups of coffee, one of which she carried in to Jane's room.
When the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent showed up at their house to escort them in, Darcy was, for once, anxious; she'd never met Loki, but she knew enough about him to know that he was not good news. In fact, she didn't understand why he wasn't just sent to prison on Asgard for his crimes. After all, he did, in her opinion (and many others') deserve it. Like, to be fair, he tried to take over the world! Surely that deserved at least a lifetime prison sentence?
Walking into S.H.I.E.L.D. was weird. It wasn't as if she hadn't been in there before, but the security and secretiveness of it made her uneasy. She and Jane were escorted to Fury's office, where they waited nervously for him to arrive. He swept into the room with his usual confidence, and started pacing the room.
"I trust you've prepared for this?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at their silence.
"Uh, yes…sir…" Darcy responded, less of her usual confident self.
However off her attitude may have been, her answer seemed to satisfy Fury. He made a sound of approval, and turned to walk out of the room. At the door, he paused, and in a voice that echoed with seriousness, he said "One thing's for sure; I don't envy you."
He gave them a look of pity, and then proceeded to leave the room. The two friends waited in silence, until an agent entered the room and gestured for them to follow him. Darcy rose shakily; if this whole thing had Fury giving them sympathetic looks, then this sure wouldn't be an easy thing to do.
It seemed, walking throughout the corridors of S.H.I.E.L.D., that everyone knew who they were, and what they were going to do, and no one would have traded places with them for anything. Everywhere Darcy looked, she saw people giving her looks of sympathy, and of pity. Not so encouraging then.
Darcy and Jane were led far down underground, to the cells that were occupied by dangerous criminals, were there ever any. Darcy guessed Loki made the list. The first few rows of cells were empty, and before they rounded the corner to the next, the agent leading them gave them a warning.
"Don't listen to a word he says. Everything that comes out of his mouth is a manipulative lie to change the way you think."
Well that was comforting. They turned the corner, and there, sitting alone in a cell, surround by heavily armed guards, sat Darcy's new roommate. An Asgardian prince. The god of lies and mischief. Loki.