So, this is a One-Shot for the Lokane Weekend, promote by Alydia Rackham, and is my very first work in English (you already know I'm for Spain ¡, so…), and I would like to know your opinion of this one, it would mean the world to me :D

As for my other story "Un Amor Que Consume" I'm on it, I swear, but I'm on an impasse with it, but I'll try to upload soon, you have my word.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they all belong to Marvel and their creator, and also Norse Mythology, only the story is mine.

P.S.: It doesn't contain spoilers of Thor 2 (I saw it, I can tell), so it's complete AU from it.

I hope you like it :D

They all have been gone through a lot, had seen too much, much that they wanted to see or know, but they already knew it was not going to be an easy way, after all, they were going to a battle. A battle for the dominance of the universe, or, better say, its finale. But it was worth the sacrifice.

What they weren't ready to face was that that trip would change two of their companions in such a strange way.

Every night, while everyone else was sleeping, Jane would part away from the companion, and every night Loki would follow her without being noticed.

At the beginning he would remain in the shadows, always observing, always plotting, or at least that was until he found himself waiting the whole day for those moments he would spent studying her. "Just figuring a way to hurt her, and therefore, hurt Thor", or that was at least what he told himself every night.

Nights passed before he walked his way straight to her on one of those moments she just watched over the sky, to the stars, taking curiosity as a great excuse for his behavior.

"I see you finally decided to make yourself visible" it was her who spoke first, surprising him, "I was expecting of someone with your capacities to be more sneaky on their watch" this last being said with a half-smile, never getting her eyes of the sky.

"You are quite perceptive, for a mere mortal, I must give you that" he answered, getting closer to her until he found himself right at her left side, their arms almost touching. She turned her head slowly to him, not backing away. "May I ask what was it that expose me to you?"

"Oh, you can ask, but that is a secret I intend to keep to myself" her smile wide, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight.

"I can see you have spent too much time on my company, part of my mischief is getting into you" he played along, in the end, there were just the two of them, alone in the almost consuming darkness of the land.

"Maybe…, or maybe I was like this before I met you" she paused a moment, returning her sight to the stars above them, the smile gone of her face, a sad look in her eyes "or maybe it's just my need of being positive in this situation" her tone quieter than before, almost a whisper, and Loki was sure that if it wasn't for the proximity, he wouldn't have heard her.

Suddenly a breeze got its way to them, making Jane shiver, wrapping her arms around herself and taking her eyes to the ground while the wind played with her hair, taking her scent all around them. Loki watched her, hypnotized by all of her.

"We should probably go back, it's getting cold and soon will be morning" she said, turning entirely to face him, eyes locked on one another, but he only gave her a nod for an answer, never looking away from her.

Just when she started to walk away, leading to the camp, he spoke "Why do you always look to the stars?"

She turned her head slightly, looking at him "I wish that, someday, they would seem familiar to me, so I won't feel so far from home" she paused for a moment "Silly thought, isn't it?" she finished before turning away completely.

Loki turned his head up, looking at the sky, remembering when there was a time he did the same himself, a dark time when all he wanted was redemption… to return home. "But that was a long time ago" he whispered before following Jane's example and headed back to the camp.

XXXXXXXXXX

Days passed, long days where he would hear her talk to Thor, making comparisons between what he told her about the nine realms and what she had studied.

The nights passed very differently. With Thor and their companion soundly sleeping, Loki was free to meet Jane on her isolation, and every night he would let her talk, about whatever passed through her mind at the time, only making a few questions, simply to keep her speaking. Her voice had something that calmed him in a way he thought he had forgotten long ago.

None of them would speak to the other in any other situation, but furtive glances were the only thing that could reveal what they share, an understanding.

But then, one day, the final battle started, and hell rose on that strange land.

XXXXXXXXXX

The battlefield was a mess, a complete disaster. Blood, forgotten weapons, and what seemed to be limbs were scattered as far as the eye could see.

Jane could do very little but avoid been caught and throw stones whenever an elf get too close to her. That was all she was capable to do, that and watch everyone else risk their lives trying to put an end to all this madness.

And that was when she saw it. Loki, on her left not far away from where she was, only a few meters between them. He was fighting all alone with three elves far larger than him, but he was good, and soon he got rid of them. But not soon enough to be able to see, or even avoid, the dagger that was flying right to him.

Time seemed to stop for Jane. Not even thinking of screaming, she just run to him, who watched her, not understanding what lead her to do that until it was too late for him to do something.

She reached him just in time to put him away from the direction of the dagger, but not fast enough to save herself from it.

"NO!" his scream deafened the noise of the battle raging around them, their companion searching for him while his eyes were searching for hers, which remained close, his arms supporting her weight as they fall to their knees on the ground, one of his hands removing the dagger from her back and covering the wound with his other hand, trying to stop the bleeding "You damn stupid woman! What were you thinking?" she opened her eyes at the sound of his voice, his desperate tone passing through her pain.

"Saving you, I thought it was pretty clear, you know" she answered weakly, her eyes falling close once more.

"And you dare to joke with this?" but she didn't answer him "Jane?" he tried, shaking her slightly, but she made no sign of had hearing him "Jane?!" he tried, again, harder this time, but the result was the same.

And in the darkness of her mind, the last thing she heard was his voice screaming her name.

XXXXXXXXXXXX

The next thing she was aware of was a buzzing in her ears and that every nerve in her body was screaming in pain, but even like that, she was able to raise her right hand and pass it over her face on an attempting to smarten up.

"Uh, where am I?" she whispered to herself, opening her eyes, only to be meeting by the light that passed through the curtains on her right side.

Her eyes wandered around the room, only to find out that it was the room they had given her when she arrived, and that it remained as empty as it was the first time she walk through the door. Only the bed and some furniture filled the emptiness of the room.

"And here I thought you were a woman smart enough to find out where you lay" a voice came to her from the darkest corner in the room, and she turned her head on the pillow to face it "But considering what you did in the battlefield I wonder if you really are that smart" he finished, meeting the light and allowing Jane to look straight at him.

"I will take that as a thank you for saving your life" she answered him, using her elbows to sit up on the bed, resting her back on the headboard, never taking her eyes away from him.

"I did not need you to help me, I had everything under control" he said, anger running through his eyes as he turned his head to the window, looking away from her.

"That was not what it seemed from where I was standing" she replied, staring at the wall in front of her with an eyebrow raised "How did we get out of there, by the way?" her eyes back at him even though he didn't look back.

"Well, by the time you blacked out, Odin's army managed to get there and the battle was soon over" he paused, turning back to look at her "I got back here with you as soon as I could. Do you know how lucky you were that I am one of the greatest healers of the Nine Realms? You would be dead by now if it was otherwise!" he walked over her during his speech, raising the tone of his voice with every word while pointing an accusing finger at her.

She was speechless, her anger barely contained, her hands shaking. She tried to get off of the bed, not being able to because of the weakness of her legs, so, instead, she just stared back at him. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she said "I saved your life, you idiot, couldn't you just thank me?!"

"I would have survived with merely a scratch, I did not need you!" he was now right in front of her and this time, Jane was able to stand up.

"I didn't know that, ok?! I saw the dagger going your way and I panicked, so I did the only thing I could think of doing!"

"Why?! You could have just screamed, why run to me?!" he took her head in his hands, shaking it slightly with every question, his thumbs on her cheeks.

And Jane saw it in his eyes. The same fear she felt back at the battlefield. The fear that he could have lost her there.

"I did it for the same reason you healed me. For the same reason now you are mad at me" her right hand raised on its own, going to rest on his chest, where she could sense his heart beating, his hands trembling at either side of her face.

"You have no idea what you are speaking of" he said in response, walking away from her, making Jane miss the warmth of his hands on her face and under her hand.

"I don't think so" she took a step forward, keeping the distance between them to a minimum "I think you and I know exactly what I'm talking about" he was going to interrupt her, but she didn't let him "Don't you dare to lie, not to me" neither of them stepped away this time, nor did they take their eyes off of each other. "Now you're going to listen to me. Form the beginning there was something between you and me, don't try to deny it. The only thing that has changed is the fact that now I'm sure you feel it to"

"And what do I feel, according to you? Please, enlighten me" he was trying to distract her, to get away from this conversation no matter what, but she didn't fell for that.

"You want to play hard? Well, I can do that too" she got closer to him, her dress touching his robe "Love. That's what you and I feel. Just like that" he looked away from her on an attempt of remaining impenetrable, but failing.

"Foolish woman, always wanting to believe there is something good left on everyone, don't you?" he whispered.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me that what I said it's not true, that every night we spent talking meant nothing. Tell me that I was willing to die for some foolish though of mine. Make me believe it, and I won't say it again. I'll leave and you'll never have to see me again"

He didn't answer right away, thinking of what she had just said. Jane said love, that she loved him. Loki had not expected that. It had been far too long since he had felt like this, and never, ever, would have he expected his feelings for her to be returned.

Slowly, he turned his head, his eyes meeting hers, revealing all that he had kept as a secret for so long. "I can't do that" he whispered, placing his hands on her face again, much softer than the last time, which is why it meant much more than the last time. "You are right, I can't lie to you, not about this, not about anything"

"Loki…" she breathed, leaning into his touch, closing her eyes while he rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes too. Her hands came to rest against his on either side of her face.

"You know me, and because of that you know what I have done, what I am. A monster" she tried to interrupt him, but Loki didn't let her "But I promise you this, give me an opportunity, just one, to prove you that I deserve what you feel for me. Just one" he whispered quietly "to show you how much I love you"

"What if I told you, that I love you so much that I'm willing to give you all the time and chances you might need?" she whispered back, opening her eyes to look at him.

"Well" he answered smiling at her "then I suppose I should ask you where do you want to life and for how long"

"Why?" she asked, frowning a little but smiling back at him.

"Because it is my intention to take you to every single place you want to visit and study, and love you every single minute of my life" Loki said while his left hand took a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"In that case" she looked thoughtful for a moment "I don't care where we are. As long as I am with you we could live under a rock for all I care"

"I don't think that that is necessary, but if you would like a try I am at your entire disposition, my lady"

"Maybe one day" she said smiling, leaning to brush her lips slightly against his.

"Maybe…" he whispered, getting closer to her, kissing her like his life depended of it, sealing that way the promise of a life together.

Opinions?