((Okay here is two. This next scene was something I did with my sister, it wasn't supposed to be put in here but she said I needed a way to start the morning, so this is what happened. Also there is a lot heartbreak for my OC here, it made me feel really bad for her, I cried. Oh and to the reviewer who said I should make Ara and Tony a couple, sorry, but no, it was a funny idea, I laughed about it all night. But I don't want to have to write Stark's death. Thor and Loki would kill him, they are very protective over Ara. And I love Stark, I don't want him to die, lol (thanks for that review made my day) so anyway here is two enjoy!))
I woke up the next morning, alone, wrapped in my brother's cape, my hand wrapped around Mjolnir. The chair that had been at the table was pulled out beside the bed I was in. I knew Thor must have stayed with me like he always did. I unwrap my hand from Mjolnir and pull the crimson make shift blanket around my shoulders. I stand up and forget that I am wearing the pajamas Ms. Zangari had given me last night. I walk to the door and wait for it to open, careful not to get as close as I did last night. As I walk out in the hall I am hit with the smell of something coming from the first I had seen of the helicarrier. I walked down the hall and found the room. Captain America is standing in front of something. The others are around the table, my brother has a seat open, and I know it is for me.
"Hey…Brucie…looks like we have a fan girl." Stark says looking at me, he points to my pants then shirt. "That shirt looks good on you bunny." He finishes winking at me. "Just loose the cape."
"Well I think she looks cute with the cape." Natasha said going to sit beside Mr. Stark.
The last mortal I had seen turns around and looks at me. "How come I didn't know about those…"
I sit down beside Thor and put my head on his shoulder. The nightmare I had last night was one of the worst, I was utterly exhausted. A man that I hadn't seen till now comes up behind me, and puts a late down in front of me. I lean up and look at him; he is in a gray outfit, on the shirt 'S.H.I.E.L.D'.
"Here you go. Pancakes, with strawberries and whipped cream on them. Courtesy of Steve." He said handing a fork.
Ms. Zangari walks into the room, a mug already in her hand "unpaid intern" written on it. She smiles at me, and goes to sit down.
"How come she gets strawberries and whipped cream spangles? I want strawberries." Stark says looking at his plain food.
I look at the red fruit and other food on my plate, I pick one up with the fork and I am pleasantly surprised at the taste, I finish the red topping on my 'pancakes' but I don't feel like eating anymore, I was too tired, but I also didn't want to seem ungrateful, I take a bite of the things called pancakes, there unlike anything I have ever had. I take another bit before sliding the plate to my brother, knowing he would eventually finish them.
"Thank you captain." I say getting up, he turns around and looks at me with a smile. I leave the room wanting to go back to where I slept, I knew I wasn't going to sleep anymore, I just wanted to lie down. I was almost back to my brothers room when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around and see Miss Zangari standing behind me.
"I washed your dress…It's in your room." She says with a smile. "It took a while, but I got all of the mud off the bottom of it."
"Thank you…" I say matching her grin.
"Why don't you go change, I have something I want to show you."
I walk into my room, and see my dress lying on the bed. It almost looks like new. I quickly change and walk out the door. Ms. Zangari is still waiting on me a smile on her face. She sticks her hand out for mine, and at first I hesitate not sure where she was taking me, but she was so kind I couldn't help not but trust her.
She led me down a maze of hallways, all of them the same color, flat gray. She stops at a door and pulls the same card from around her neck, the doors are much bigger than the others in this place. This hallway is short, but at the end of it are two more huge doors. She walks over to a small square near the door, and I hear beeping, the two doors slid open quickly.
"Stay here until I say so." She says pushing me behind a wall. She walks into the door and stops.
"I have brought you something." She says to someone.
I see her turn around to me motioning for me to come into the room. I start a slow walk to her side, I stop as soon as I am in the room. There is a huge glass chamber, in the middle stands someone I never thought I would see again.
"Loki." I say running towards him. His eye widen when he sees me.
"What is she doing here!" he says looking at the woman behind me.
"You tell me." The woman says with a smirk. I take a few more steps towards my imprisoned brother, one of my hands out, reaching for the glass. His usual green eyes are a pale blue.
"Can I go in there?" I say turning around looking at the woman.
"I'm sorry, I can't let you. It's for your own safety." She says. I turn around and look back a Loki, his finger tips are pressed against the glass near my fingers.
"I won't hurt her." He says. His eyes are green again. He quickly pulls his hand down; his eyes change again, back to blue.
"You are the god of mischief and lies. How can I trust you?" The woman says as I turn back to look at Loki.
"Leave." He spits turning away from me. I feel my heart break at the cold single word.
The girl puts her hands on my shoulder and tries to pull me from him. "Come on." She says softly. I was reluctant to go, I wanted to stay.
"No!" I say tearfully. "I want to stay…."
"I promise I will bring you back to him myself." She says, matching my gaze. The pathway opens again, the man with hardly any hair comes in. a worried look on his face.
"You need to get her out of here. Her brother is looking for her. He's angry." The man said looking at me and Arina. "Now." The man says putting a hand on each of our shoulders. He practically pushes us out of the room, but I get a chance to look back at Loki, his face has changed from one of anger to fear.
"I love you…" I say to him, I half expected him to say it back but he turned away from me. We followed the man down the hallway, I noticed Miss Natasha walking the other way back towards Loki. He takes us back into the room with the huge table. We sat down in the same spots we were earlier. I guess trying to create the illusion that nothing ever happened.
Thor came into the room, and looked around; Araminta was sitting in the same spot trying to make it look like she never went to Loki.
"Who took her to him?" he yelled looking around the room.
His entrance scares Coulson and Araminta, but it doesn't seem to phase the raven haired woman. She looks him square in the eyes, and speaks with certintity.
"I did."
"You had no right!" he said walking closer to the woman. "She is my sister he is our brother. I wanted to be the one who took her, not some petty mortal."
Arina stands up; she was almost as tall as Thor. "Petty?! You told me to take care of her and I did! I wasn't comfortable lying to her like you two seem to be. I saw you make no motions to show him to her any time soon. So I took it upon myself to do it."
Thor looks over at his sister, who is not looking back at him; he then looks to Coulson who is standing in the corner. "And what have you to say on the matter son of Coul."
"Leave Coulson out of this!" Arina says turning the burley god's attention back towards her.
"This was my entire idea hammer boy. You talk big about being a good brother, but to me your being a shitty one." She says as she walks out of the room undoubtedly to cool off.
Thor looks at his sister, she has finally looked up at him, pain in her eyes, he knew now was not the time to talk to her about Loki. So he leaves her alone with Coulson.
The man starts to walk over to her mumbling to himself "she can be so hard headed sometimes."
He goes over to the fridge and stops
"do you want anything? We have pizza, blueberries, some kind of pie….and uh." He looks up at the girl who is wearing a clear look of confusion.
"Oh that's right you're not form around here." He reaches into a small door and pulls out two small containers with colorful writing on them, grabs two spoons from a drawer and sits beside her. He pushes one container to her, she looks at it questionably.
"It's yogurt. Strawberry flavored. Try it, it's good." He says digging into his small container pulling a spoonful of pink goop out. He looks over at the girl who is looking at the container, obviously trying to figure out how to get to it. "Here" He says pulling the piece of foil from the top. He watches as the girl carefully dips the top of the spoon inside, pulling out only a bit. She sticks it in her mouth, its tart at first but then sweet, something she had never had on Asgard.
"Good right." The girl smiles at him and nods. "You'll see your brother again soon." He said putting a hand on her shoulder gently rubbing it. The girl starts crying, putting her spoon back in her yogurt, and head down on the table. She was clearly exhausted, Coulson could see it from the first moment he saw her near Loki's holding cell, and this was a reaction to it.
"He didn't say it back…" she sobbed her head still on the table. "That's not the Loki I know….he would never be that cold to me. Something's wrong…." Her head raises slowly looking Coulson over, and then glancing away behind him.
"What's wrong?" His tone is etching; she could possibly give away valuable information.
"His eyes….They…" Ara breaks into another fit of sobs, causing him to put a soft touch on her shoulder. "His eyes are blue. I remember them being green…"
Coulson is puzzled, but doesn't press further; he would discuss it with Fury later.
"Although Loki may seem off, he's still your brother, Ara, and deep down, I know he knows that too. He's just…confused."
He rubs her shoulder a little more; she pulls her head from her hands and looks at him. Her unusual lavender eyes, full of tears, rimmed with bright red, and blood shot. No doubt from the lack of sleep her older brother had mentioned to him last night. He hands her a napkin from the middle of the glass table smiling at her.
"He will be better soon. And he'll say it back….just give him time." He said watching the girl wipe the tiny streams from her cheeks. She smiles at him, as she pulls the wet paper from her face.
"Thank you…" she says softly. She picks up the spoon and takes another small bite of her yogurt. But she is startled by what she hears next.