Sigyn sat back in her chair as if to try and hide herself from the others in the room. Nick Fury, the man who she had just learned was in charge - so to speak. Was conversing with Loki. If that's what you could call it. They spoke in a different room where Loki was being 'held' but Sigyn knew they were trying to control him, keep him away from where he could cause harm. The sounds of their voices echoed through things that one of the SHIELD agents had called 'speakers'. They projected sound, and Sigyn was completely drawn in by them. But as soon as her husband's voice had jumped out of one, she wasn't too sure of them.

"It burns you, to have come so close. To have the Tesseract, to have power; Unlimited power. And for what?"

Sigyn sighed to herself, closing her eyes as she stared at her hands. So far no one had a nice word to say to about him. They hadn't really given her much thought, she was just a liability that Thor had brought along. They didn't seem to understand that she felt as if she could do something, instead they ignored her.

"A warm light for all mankind to share? And then to be reminded what real power is."

He practically spat out the words, and Sigyn couldn't listen anymore. But thankfully, Fury wrapped up his conversation and left the room. And then the blue man, whose name turned out to be Steve Rogers - or Captain America when in his strange suit, turned the monitor off.

"He really grows on you, doesn't he?" Bruce Banner, the scientist who had at least tried to be warming to her spoke, but Steve cut him off.

"Loki's gonna drag this out, what's his play?"

"He has an army called the Chitauri, they are not of Asgard or any world known. He means to lead them against your people."

Chitauri.

The name was familiar, incredibly so. She was sure she had read about it... Of course she had. In his book. The one he had hidden from her. She'd been terrified off them when reading the book, and chose to never look back to those pages again. Non Sentient beings, controlled by a field commander - or an even great being. But she couldn't remember the name, all she knew was that they were something to be feared.

When Sigyn returned her concentration to their conversation, she knew she had missed something vital. A man, named Erik who was a friend of Thor's – or something along those lines, was being controlled by Loki.

"Loki has him under some spell, along with one of ours." Black Widow said, at first she had been wary of Sigyn when they boarded the plane. But now she seemed to forget her presence. It seemed likely that Loki would control others, his silver tongue was something he had earned the title of, but from the word 'spell' Sigyn realized she did not mean his own magic. The humans didn't know what a spell was, you could not control someone with a simple spell. It took more than that, it took a power source. Something strong and powerful to control them.

"I don't think you should be focusing on Loki, that guys' brain is a bag of cats. You can smell crazy from him."

Sigyn sat forward at that; her eyes scanning over Bruce's form. He seemed to shoot her an apologetic look as Thor began to speak.

"Have care how you speak; Loki may be without reason. But he is of Asgard. And he is my brother."

"He killed eighty people in two days."

"... He's adopted."

Steve rolled his eyes, and sat forward again, his elbows placed on the table as he looked towards Sigyn who was now trying her best to make her presence made. "And you, ma'am?"

"Loki is my husband." She said quietly, suddenly feeling small as all eyes turned on her. Bruce, as if he was in tune with her emotions, decided to cut her off from having to make any uncomfortable statement. She sighed inwardly in relief as all eyes turned back to the doctor and away from her.

"I think it's about the mechanics. Oridium. What do they need the Oridium for?"

"It's a stabilizing agent." Another two men entered; one Sigyn recognized as the man in the metal suit, and the other someone who she had never seen. Her eyes narrowed as the former walked past her, mumbling something to the man in a suit.

"It means the portal won't collapse on itself like it did at SHIELD." He walked up to Thor, patting his arm flippantly before walking on a bit more,. "No hard feelings, Point Break - you've got a mean swing."

"Also; it means the portal can open as wide, and stay open as long as Loki wants." he moved to another screen and began to move his fingers around; Sigyn's eyes lit up as she saw the strange contraption. Images moved around and flashed on the monitor, different writings appeared.

"That man is playing Galaga, thought that we wouldn't notice.. But we did." He stated, pointing his hand towards a man who had what looked like a game on his screen. Now that seemed more interesting than this talk; it wasn't exactly something she enjoyed, to hear people calling her husband 'crazy as a bag of cats'. Whatever that meant.

"How does Fury even see theses?" he pointed towards the monitors and Sigyn turned her attention away from him and towards Steve, who gave her a smile and rolled his eyes whilst Tony, the metal man spoke.

"Does Loki need any particular energy source?"

"He'd have to heat the Cube to two hundred million Kelvin just to heat the power source." Banner said again, and Sigyn turned her attention towards Thor. She whispered his name quietly, but he ignored her. Much like the others. Now she truly felt invisible, and perhaps she could make herself invisible, too. She still had her magic, and then she could find Loki. He couldn't be that far away.

As Nick Fury walked in, Sigyn mumbled the cloaking spell under her breath, and gave a weak smile of victory when she felt the familiar spark of magic course through her veins until she was completely transparent. Carefully, so as to not make any sound; Sigyn rose from her seat and stepped around Thor until she reached the door; which was thankfully still open. Sigyn slipped out, and the last thing she heard was someone talking about a flying monkey. What kind of animals did they have here on Midgard?

She'd chosen to undo her spell when she was halfway down the corridor; it was pointless losing all her energy just so she could reach the glass prison they had placed him in. She'd probably need all her energy now as she talked to him.

She tentatively stepped into the room where he was held, his back was turned to the front of his 'cage' so he couldn't see her. Sigyn took the opportunity to suck in a deep breath and take a few steps forward. But as soon as she stepped directly in front of the glass, he turned around; his eyes boring holes into her.

"Ah, so they sent you to do their dirty work."

"Dirty work..?" She mumbled, she lifted her gaze to face his and regretted it as soon as she did. He looked tired, completely drained and ill.

"Soften me up, make me talk."

"Loki, no-"

"Sigyn." He warned her, she flicked her eyes to the floor before she closed her eyes tightly. "If they did not send you here to act like a rat, then what is you want?"

"To see you." She mumbled again, lifting her head back to face him. He stared at her for a few moments he broke into a lopsided grin.

"I have missed you too." He said with a laugh as Sigyn's eyes brightened a little,

"Truly?"

"Perhaps."

"How do I know that you are not lying?"

"You will just have to trust me."

Sigyn's eyes narrowed as he blinked, his face looked almost bored as he stared at her. Did he take her for a fool? It seemed likely.

"What bothers you? It is unlike you to come seeking confrontation."

"I don't seek any confrontation-" She started, but was cut off as Loki began to speak instead,

"Then why are you here?"

"I wished to see you." She said again, this time her voice was loud and clear. He nodded his head slowly as he took a step forward, leaning down so that he could face her at eye level.

"I have been wishing to see you, too."

Sigyn moved forward, placing both her hands upon the glass as if it would bring her closer to him. He stared at her hands for a moment before he placed his arm across the glass, leaning forward so that if it weren't for the barrier; they would have been able to feel even each other's breath.

"Why?" She whispered, summoning all her courage to not shout at him in anger, "We thought you were dead, why would you do such things to us?"

"Us? Define 'us'." He stated, his eyes turning darker as Sigyn talked.

"Us. Your family, the ones who love you-"

"Family? You know I have no family. My true family are monsters."

"No, Loki." She took a few steps back as his gaze darkened even more, but as soon as that velvety sound of his voice pierced through the air again, she was drawn back.

"Do not go, Sigyn. Stay here."

She complied, placing her palm upon the glass as she moved forward, and again; if it weren't for the glass barrier, their faces would be touching. She let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding, and slowly, almost shakily began to speak;

"What are you planning, Loki?"

"For lack of better words; Why would I tell you?" He practically laughed as Sigyn's eyes narrowed into thin slits. It was either that, or she would cry. And crying in front of him would only give him ammunition.

"You have no idea what you put me through?" She seethed, he let out another laugh before he pressed his face against the glass, his dark stare locked her in place as he slowly began to speak, his voice was harsh and for the first time in a long time; she was terrified. Absolutely paralyzed by the way he was.

"Oh, Sigyn. My love, I know more than you will ever know. And here you stand before me, almost pleading for understanding. You ought to control your emotions better. They may think you weak and dispose of you for being so different."

"Different?" She breathed, he began to laugh sharply as he took steps backwards, motioning towards the edges of his prison.

"You believe you are like them?"

"I-"

"You are not like them. Do not think for a second; they are killers, they are beasts. You are pure, unselfish; untouched. Corruptible."

Sigyn shook her head as he laughed again, she moved back but still kept her hand on the glass and shut her eyes tightly.

She didn't hear the sound of footsteps entering the room behind her as she stared up at the man she called husband.

Tony had to admit; stranger things had happened. Like discovering a whole new element on account of a box his deceased father had left him, or falling in love with his uptight CEO. But this.. this was a whole new level of strange. And something told him no amount of alcohol was going to make things any clearer. Not even an explanation from Thor with the glorious blonde hair (even Tony had to admit; it was impressive) would give this sense, but then again he couldn't really take anything the guy said seriously; He was Lord Byron and Shakespeare's suspiciously conceived grandson. That was something that Tony could make sense of.

His eyes trailed from the back of Thor's incredibly deceiving head, and to the Helicarrier. And more importantly, the person standing in it. And the one outside it.

The blonde girl, even blonder than Thor but her hair wasn't as well tamed as his, had her palm placed upon the glass. He couldn't see her face, but Tony was pretty sure he could guess her expression. He was pretty good at working out girls; well he liked to think he was.

The man inside the Helicarrier was staring down at her, a face mixed with disgust and shock. And a smirk, but that was something that never seemed to leave. He was a smirking machine, like the Cheshire cat – except Tony wasn't about to take advice from him anytime soon.

But again, stranger things had happened. Hitler had a girlfriend, hell; Stalin even had a wife. It was only normal that a homicidal, psychopathic Norse God with a penchant for mischief and evil have a girl back home. But he didn't quite get why.

Maybe underneath the horns and the armour Loki was a decent guy, he seemed pretty charming (in spite of the whole kneeling thing) and had a way with words. Or maybe he needed to mull this over with JARVIS and a drink.

The second option seemed more likely.

Especially as the woman turned around, tears fresh in her eyes as she glared at him, and then the others.

"Excuse her; she seems to be a tad angry." Loki said, a grin on his face. Sigyn furrowed her brows and stared towards Thor, who stepped forward and offered her his arm before anyone else could speak. It looked as though she was about to flare up in anger when Loki let out a quiet chuckle, and then Tony knew that it wasn't exactly the best move to get another of the Asgardians angry with the human race, especially since she seemed to be glaring directly at him now.

"She has every right to be angered, brother."

"I am not-"

"Alright, alright." Tony put his hands up as Sigyn opened her mouth, he cut her off before she could speak and motioned towards the door, "Someone get Courtney Love out of here."

Bruce coughed to stifle his laugh and Natasha rolled her eyes.

"Courtly love?" Sigyn asked, a brow arched as Tony pressed his hands to his face.

"No, not courtly love - Courtney Love, she's a- Never mind."

This chapter's a bit short, but I think it gets the point across well enough so here you go;

I'm going to reply to all the reviews privately in the next few days, I'm super busy right now so I don't have time; but I appreciate them all lots and lots! And all the people who have added this to their favourites and alerts already; I'm really glad that it's going down this well so soon!

Also; did anyone see The Hollow Crown last night? I just wanted to say that Tom looked like, extra good and I want to have his voice, like really. Did you hear that voice? It's like Shakespeare mixed with an angel... or is that too creepy?

Disclaimer; I don't own anything at all. Sigyn's a norse goddess, Thor's a mix of them both, Tony's as asshole owned by marvel and I wish I owned Loki - but I don't *sheds a tear*