The car had been silent. Sydnie looked out the window. Loki looked at Sydnie with much curiosity. He thought she looked beautiful, but so sad. What are you thinking?! You don't have feelings for this human girl! Loki tried to shake the thought out of his head. She's nothing but a prisoner. Loki then realized he didn't even know the girl's name.

"What is your name," Loki asked.

Sydnie jumped a little at the sudden sound. It had been quiet so long, she didn't think he would speak.

"Sydnie."

Sydnie, I like this name, it's very – "You know my name now, I would like to know the name of my kidnapper," Sydnie said, interrupting Loki from his thoughts.

A smile grew on his face as he replied, "My name is Loki."

"Loki? Like the God of Mischief," Sydnie questioned. "Are you the brother of Thor?"

Sydnie saw anger distort on his features. "He is NOT my brother!" Sydnie tried to scoot away. She didn't mean to upset him. He looked very angry, he started putting his hands into fists. She almost swore he fingers tips looked blue, and he eyes seemed to turn red…

It got quiet again. Loki calmed down, Sydnie still a little on edge. Was his fingers really blue? And his eyes red? Or was I just seeing things?

After a few minutes, Sydnie spoke up, "I'm sorry about what I said – I didn't mean to upset you."

Loki nodded. It was quiet once more. Loki opened his mouth to say something, then closed it. He was quiet a minute or two, then asked, "Who was that woman and younger human you were talking to?"

Sydnie tensed, "That is none of your business. You will not lay a hand on them."

"I only wanted to know your relation to them," Loki said.

"… The woman is my mother. The younger girl is my sister Rose," Sydnie answered. "You have taken me away from them. They are my only family."

Loki felt a bit of guilt. "Do you not have a father or grandparents?"

"No. My father died not long after my sister was born. I was only five years old. I barely remember him, and if I have grandparents, I have never met them."

"Oh, I'm sorry…"

"It's okay. Like I said I don't really remember him. He died about seventeen years ago," Sydnie finished.

Sydnie looked down at her lap. She never really talked about her dad. When she looked back up Loki was staring at her. She timidly asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Somewhere safe," Loki responded.

"How do I know you are telling the truth?"

"You don't," Loki stated.

Sydnie continued, "Why would you take me somewhere safe. Why do you care, I'm just a prisoner."

"That's where you're wrong. You're not a prisoner. You're my prisoner," Loki smirked.

Sydnie sat their dumbfounded. What did he mean my prisoner? She decided not to respond. She knew he was trying to get a kick out of her.

They were silent the rest of the way. Loki got out and opened the door for Sydnie. He offered her his arm once again. She took it grudgingly. He took her through a labyrinth of a house. When finally they stopped in front of two large doors. Two guards stationed on the outside. Loki opened the door, and Sydnie walked inside.

"The guards or I will escort you to your breakfast, lunch, and dinner," Loki stated. "You will stay here until I have need of you."

He left before she could get out a word. Leaving her to discover her new room.