Hello everyone! I'm finally here with the sequel. I am so so sorry for making you wait for over four months TT I have been having a bit of a writer's block and I couldn't really begin to write, I would just sit there staring at a blank page. I have now finished the first two chapters, and I really hope I can continue to write, so I can update you guys regularly. I can't promise you the updates will be done regularly, but I can promise that I will finish the story! Thank you so much for your support with Changing a God, and I hope you will like Dating a God just as much. Thank you to the people who have suggested ideas for this story, please feel free to give me ideas if you have any. Like I said, this story will basically be about the two dating, I have some things planned (that I hope will be exciting hehe), but I can always use more ideas, especially since I haven't written that much yet ^^

I am not entirely satisfied with this chapter, but I think right now it's as good as it's going to get, so here you go. Hopefully, when the story evolves a bit more, I'll be more satisfied ^^ I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter one

A Visit from Asgard

It seems weird that so much has changed in such a short time, but I guess I got the adventure I wanted, when I first came here. That's for sure. And I got to spend time with my father, and also with new friends. That's really nice; now there's more people who know about me and my father and that's always nice, plus I didn't really count on making any friends, so it was a welcomed surprise. I also made friends with someone who I have been fascinated by for many years; like really good friends, maybe even more than that for a second.

If someone had told me that I would have experienced all of that a month ago, I wouldn't have believed them. Hmm, maybe I would have considered the thought; after all I grew up with Tony Stark, Iron Man. After that I think you just have to be more open to new things. But still, friends, maybe more, with Loki. No, I probably wouldn't have believed it, especially since I didn't even think he existed. And I would never have guessed how he really was, or how our relationship would become.

I think it's safe to say that the previous month is something I will always remember and cherish. I just wish it could have been a bit longer, well to be honest a lot longer. I know I'll still see Bruce, Steve, Natasha and Clint sometimes, but Thor I probably won't and Loki I definitely won't.

I'm currently lying on my bed in my room; it was part of the building that wasn't ruined luckily. I know I should probably be assisting my father and Pepper, but to be honest I just need a break. And I think they've got it under control. They make a good team together, after all.

It's not that I'm not doing anything or that I'm sulking. I'm not, absolutely not. I'm going to help and I have already helped a bit. I just needed some time to relax. I'm not going to fall into some depressive state, contrary to what my father fears. But I do miss him, how can I not? And I think I have the right to. I did get close to him, that's just how it is. But that doesn't mean I will swallow in self-pity. I won't, I absolutely refuse to.

I like being alone, I've always liked that. I need space to breathe and relax and think. It has probably got something to do with my father's life style; I've never been very happy with that. Well, the way it used to be; the parties, the media, the women. I wasn't a fan of that. Now there's only the media left and that's the part he didn't choose and the part I know won't disappear. So I accept it; I wouldn't be a very understanding daughter if I didn't. I don't know how he feels about the reporters anymore, I think he has mixed feelings. But I also know that he enjoys his alone time, too. Probably another reason why I like it.

But of course me being alone does not necessarily mean that I'm sad or depressed in any way. Luckily my father knows that, otherwise he wouldn't let me be on my own. I think I just need a little time to figure out how to move on, I guess you can say. I don't know if I should forget or remember. The only thing I do know, is that I won't let it ruin my life. Honestly I don't think I can forget about Loki. Because that would mean forgetting everything that happened in the past month, and I don't want that. What I need is to accept what happened.

To be honest I think I can do it. I've known for some time now that I like Loki, but also that it wouldn't work out, so it really shouldn't be too difficult. My hope now is that he got a fair trial and that he won't suffer. I know he's probably sitting in some prison cell right now and that he'll stay there for quite some time; longer than I'll live for sure. So I guess there's not much to hope for. I just hope they'll let him out some time, so he can be with his family.

"So what are you going to do now?" I ask the Avengers, minus my father of course. They have come over to eat together for the last time, for some time anyway. My father invited them, I think he's still trying to cheer me up. It's been about two weeks since we sent Loki and Thor back, but of course neither of us has forgotten about it. I think the only thing that has really changed is the Tower, which has been quickly rebuilt, mostly rebuilt anyway.

"Bruce is actually going to stay here to work with me," my father says.

I smile immediately. "Really?" I look excited at Bruce. He nods, grinning slightly. "That's great!"

"Tasha and I are going back to work," Clint shrugs.

"So I won't see you?" I ask with a small pout. I've grown fond of both of them during the little time we've spend together.

"We'll probably drop by sometimes," Natasha says, a small smile hidden in the corner of her mouth.

My father pouts slightly. "Who said you're allowed to?"

I laugh. "I did, that was sort of implied, Dad."

"She's right, Tony, that was what she implied," Steve says. Then he continues, "And I'm going to travel a bit through the States. To catch up, I guess."

"Oh. That's a good idea. Will you visit when you come back then?"

He nods. "I can probably do that yes."

I smile. "I'll look forward to it then."

"And I'll look forward to getting more of your delicious food, Emma," he smiles.

I laugh. "Thank you. I'll make you something real good, when you get back. I promise."

Bruce chuckles. "Are you even capable of making something bad?"

I'm about to answer when my father cuts in, "You're only saying that 'cause you weren't here when she started cooking." He shakes his head at the memory with a teasing smile. I blush.

"Come on, Stark, everyone starts out bad, you have to learn first before you can do it," Natasha says.

I stick my tongue out at my father teasingly.

"Fine, I'm just saying it wasn't that good in the beginning."

I raise an eyebrow. "Still better than yours," I murmur loud enough for the others to hear. They chuckle.

It's nice things are getting a bit back to normal for the evening. Just before they leave again. Not that I'm sad or anything, it's just nice being with family. Yes, they're family, no matter what my father says. I know we technically haven't been together for a very long time, but I still think of them as some sort of family; they're at least very close family friends and I think that might as well be the same. According to me, friends are just the family you choose for yourself, so this is my family and no one is going to tell me otherwise.

"Darling, can you come with me for a second? The rest of you can come, too," my father says grinning excitedly. I frown confused, what's going on? Why is my father suddenly so happy? I glance around at the others. Though they try to conceal it, it's clear they know what's going on and are happy about it.

Since they all seem so excited about it, I say, "Sure. Where are we going?"

I move so I'm next to my father and we start walking, with him leading the way obviously. The others follow us a few steps behind.

"Just to the balcony," my father says.

"Why?" I can't help but ask. Even though it's clearly a good surprise, I can't help but not like it. If only I wasn't the only one who doesn't know anything.

"It's a surprise, sweetie," he answers, grinning happily at me, "Come on."

We walk out on the huge balcony; this is the part of the building that's still being fixed.

I shrug questioningly at the others. "What now? The view is very nice, Dad, but it's nothing I haven't seen before."

"You'll see in a moment, Emma," Natasha answers instead of my father, who looks positively giddy.

"Fine." I shake my head slightly and cross my arms in front of my chest.

Suddenly there's a light glint and a lot of air, which swirls the dust around. I take a step back surprised, trying to shield my eyes. After the dust has settled on the ground again, I look up.

About two meters from me two men are standing, the taller of them looking as confused as I am. He's got shoulder long black hair and green eyes; not that I can see that from here but I know. His eyes are just as wide as I imagine mine are. My mouth falls open in shock as my mind realizes that he's really here. Here on Earth, not in Asgard.

Loki.

He looks just as I remember him; not that it's been that long, but still. My legs start moving on their own accord and soon I'm falling into his arms. I absently realize he isn't wearing any hand cuffs, when his arms squeeze me tight, like he can't believe he's here either. Here with me.

I faintly hear my father clear his throat behind me, and someone else, I suspect Clint and Bruce, laughing. I pull back a little from Loki, not letting him go completely, but far enough away that I can turn towards them.

"Surprise!" my father grins.

The shock makes me start laughing, not really able to get a full sentence over my lips. "I don't get it… How?.. Why?.."

I glance at Loki again, he still looks confused. I almost start laughing again at the look on his face.

Thor chuckles. "I made a deal with the council in Asgard."

I frown at him and gestures for him to continue talking.

"My brother is sentenced for what they consider prison, until he can prove that he's a changed man. Originally the prison was the cells on Asgard, but I changed their minds. His prison is now Midgard," he gestures around himself with his arms, grinning, "Without his magic."

I look at Loki. He looks stunned. "That's all? I have to stay here without my magic. They're not going to hunt me or torture me?" His voice is disbelieving.

Thor shakes his head. "That's all," he confirms. "You can get your magic back when you can prove that you've become worthy of it."

"How am I going to prove that?"

Thor chuckles again. He gestures to me, "I think Emma can help you with that."

I point at myself with wide eyes, "Me?"

He only nods. "You do have to check in at Asgard every other weekend. Our mother wants to make sure you're doing good."

Loki nods numbly and I find myself doing the same.

"I am not allowed to help you, so I need to go back to Asgard. I trust you, Brother," Thor says with a look at Loki and he disappears in another cloud of air and light.

Suddenly my father claps his hands together. "Now that that's taken care of, we should show Loki his room." He gestures for us to follow him.

Slowly we walk after my father, still in shock. I stop, "Wait. Why is he staying here, Dad?" I ask confused.

My father turns around with a big smile. "I thought you would be happy. And I do hate to see you sad."

I smile at him. "Thank you so much," I say, touched that he would do that for me. I turn towards Loki, and he's smiling, too. I take his hand in mine and feel the calmness wash over me. Now I can fully relax.

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