Chapter Three

"Director, you can't be serious!" I fumed. "First off it took the entire team of Avengers to take this guy down, and now you want me to babysit him?"

"Agent Jane, you need to calm down, Thor is here to aid us in figuring out what the hell happened a few hours ago. He seems to think we need Loki as well and has assured us that Loki has been rehabilitated. Since the Avengers have bigger fish to fry, I have elected you to keep an eye on him. I am more than confident in your abilities." Director Fury was raising his voice something he did often when defied.

Fury turned on his heel and returned to the board room where the Avengers, and Loki were waiting. I followed. "Loki, this is Agent Nina Jane, she is to be your personal liaison during your stay here on earth. She is pleased to make sure you have anything you need." The director motioned to me.

It was the first time I'd ever seen Loki, he walked near me and smiled, "At least she's pretty. I hope she isn't incompetent as the other woman here." He sneered at Natasha. " She is rather small though, I can't imagine that she'd be worth much in a time of crisis" he reached out to touch my face and I grabbed his arm in a nanosecond and had it behind his back.

" Do not touch me" I hissed.

"Loki" Thor warned. "Stop teasing, you know it is unwelcomed"

Loki laughed as I released him from my grip. At least she will be somewhat entertaining. He said as he strode out of the room.

"Keep him happy Agent," Fury gave me his own warning, "That is an order"

"Yes sir" I nodded and followed him out the door. S.H.I.E.L.D. had a room already for our visitor, as I escorted him to it my phone vibrated, a text message.

If you kill him, You'll be bored with no assignment. I'm here if you need me-Nat

I smiled a little. Natasha knew me so well.

Walking inside Loki's "room" actually floored me. It was bigger than my entire apartment, and beautiful. Somebody had a little Martha Stewart fun party preparing for his arrival. I found a place to sit on the plush sectional and pulled off my jacket. Loki raised an eyebrow at my tattoos but didn't say anything. He committed to sitting on the other end of the couch staring at me instead.

Finally he spoke, "So do you also harbor ill feelings against me?"

I raised an eyebrow of my own in response.

"Oh surely you know who I am, and what I've done." Loki asked, though it sounded more like a statement.

"I know who you are, I just don't give a fuck." I shrugged.

"Ah, so the apathetic women are abundant in your organization I see" He must've been referring to Natasha. I found humor in that.

"Look, I'm sure you've pissed off your fair share of people. I just personally don't find your evil any worse than some of ours" I admitted. Nobody was perfect, I killed people, he killed people. He just did it on a grander scale. "Do you have everything you need, because its getting late and I'm pretty tired" I asked him.

"No, I shall retire also Agent Jane" He stood and began walking to the huge bed. It had to be 4 times the size of mine, and I had a king. How big did they think the guy was? I mean sure he was tall, I only reached his chest, he had to be around 6'5 or 6'6, but geez!

"Well goodnight Loki" I started making my way to the door to go home.

"Where do you think you are going?" Loki called from across the room.

"Home, to bed. You gotta problem with that?" I asked tiredly.

"Yes I do actually, You are to stay here. I do not want to go looking for someone should I want something" Loki rolled his eyes.

I glared at him. Damn Fury for picking me to put on Loki watch. "Fine, I'll stay here" I unlaced my boots and sat them neatly next to the couch. Then pulled of my gun holsters and my pants. I stood in my boyshorts and tank top folding my pants when I felt eyes on me.

"Offering yourself to me already are you?" Loki remarked.

"Get over yourself, I can't go home and get pajamas so this is what I'll sleep in. Besides aren't you like a super old man? I'm sure you've seen a lot more skin than this" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Oh I have" he crooned, "Though the women I bed are not of mere Midgard such as you" He said, while looking at me like I was disgusting.

His scrutinizing gaze almost made me uncomfortable. I wasn't a goddess but I couldn't be that bad could I? I had washboard abs, C cup breasts and an ample ass that I attributed to my African American mother and Lebanese father. I shrugged off the thought of my parents, just another memory that was all to impossible to recall that much of. I didn't even remember their names, just saw a file on them when I dug a little into my past.

I brushed off his remark and laid on the couch using my jacket as a pillow. I could've gotten pillows and blankets from someone in housekeeping I'm sure, but I'd slept in 30 degree weather on the streets before. Needless to say I was not complaining about a couch.

"Agent Jane is it?" Loki called from the bed. He was sitting up against the headboard and shirtless running a hand through his long black hair.

"Yes, Nina Jane."

"Nina…" Loki tried out my first name.

"You may call me Agent Jane" I said.

"I will call you whatever I please, Nina"

"What do you want Loki?" I was beginning to get annoyed. Usually I killed my target. Not held conversation with it.

"I shall have no light on, I sleep in complete darkness" He looked towards the bathroom light I left on.

I grudgingly got up to flip the switch. I did not much like to be in complete darkness with man in the room. I tucked my pistol under my jacket to reassure myself that I was okay. "There goodnight, Loki"

He was already silent. I wondered to myself who falls asleep that fast. Laying on the couch, I closed my eyes and hoped for sleep void of the nightmares I'd become so accustomed to.

"Private Jane, your presence has been requested in Captain Brooks office" The man said, he'd come to the barracks when I was time for lights out and told me to report to the Captains office. I had only been out of basic training for 5 months, but I seemed to have a knack for hand to hand combat. The Captain had taken a special interest in me and vowed to teach me everything he knew to help me succeed. I was ecstatic, ever since I enlisted in the Navy after waking up in a Navy based hospital and being diagnosed with Amnesia he was the closest thing I had to family.

He looked nothing like me, He was white, blue eyes, brown hair, muscular build, mid 30's. I still took to him as an older brother of sorts. I didn't feel so alone anymore. I wondered what he wanted with me so close to lights out, maybe a secret training mission or something. I half jogged to his office, bubbling with excitement.

I opened the door and he was sitting at his desk drinking. It looked as if he'd already put away half the bottle of Jack Daniels. He asked me to sit and I did. "How old are you now Nina? 19? Have you had your first drink yet?" I shook my head no sheepishly. He poured me a shot and I drank it, it burned going down and I coughed. He laughed. "Its alright kiddo, you'll get used to it" He poured me another shot. The second one wasn't so bad, he was right. I smiled.

He walked over to where I was sitting in the chair and wrapped his finger around a tendril of my hair. " You know Nina, I think you have something really special. You can go really far here with the right choices and special help" Brooks said to me.

I tucked my hair behind my ear and scooted in the chair to face him. "Yes sir, I want to thank you for all of your help." I silently cursed myself for not being more presentable at the moment.

He reached out and touched my face, and trailed his hand down my collarbone. I jumped up surprised. "Sir?" I asked, I was stuck like a deer in headlights. I felt dizzy from the alcohol that seemed to hit me all at once as soon as I was on my feet.

Captain Brooks walked over to me again, pinning me between him and the desk behind me, and tried to kiss me. I shoved him away as hard as I could and tried to throw a punch, but he caught my arm and twisted it behind my back with so much force I was sure it would snap at the shoulder. He laughed at me. "Nina, I taught you how to fight, you think you could ever hit me? Now you should be grateful and stop acting like a little bitch"

"Sir please stop" I winced at the pain he was causing. "Please let me go" I could feel his grip release on my arm although he still stood behind me assuring I was secure between his body and the heavy mohagany desk.

"There see, as long as you're a good girl I'm good to you kiddo. Now let me be good to you, I deserve it don't I?" He slid his hand down the front of my pants and into my panties.

I was terrified. How could he do this? I trusted him? I suddenly felt him shove a finger into my slit, I cried out at the pain of his entry. He only laughed, the sound worked him into even more of a frenzy. I was so confused as I felt the walls of my vagina go slick. Why was my own body betraying me? I just wanted him to stop touching me.

"See, I knew you wanted it Nina! Your dripping wet for me!" He growled shoving me over on the desk and yanking my pants down. I shut my eyes as I felt him pushing inside of me. It burned so bad I whimpered for him to please stop. "Oh you sound so fucking sexy" He said as he slammed into me again and again. I forced myself to silence, I wouldn't let him have the satisfaction. Tears ran down my face as the intrusion continued but I didn't make another sound.

He suddenly slammed into me even harder 3 more times and I felt him empty himself inside of my broken body. I felt him withdraw and wipe my blood mixed with his semen off of him. I still couldn't move, I stood there silently crying as he pulled his pants up and poured another shot for me. "This'll make you feel better" he said. Then he told me to pull myself together and go to bed. He'd see me again soon. Like nothing happened.

I followed his direction. What else could I do? Who would I tell? I laid in my bed and more tears came. My innocence gone, betrayed by one person I thought I could trust. I was so ashamed, so afraid. I hugged myself and tried to stop reliving the horror over and over, but I couldn't. So much pain…

"Nina, Nina" I felt cold hands on my arms and a body looming over me.

I reached for my pistol and immediately pointed at the figure hovering above me shaking me.

"You think sad little weapon that will bring harm to a God?" I heard the voice say.

"Loki?" I asked as I got my bearings and wiped the tears clouding my vision. I lowered my weapon when I realized where I was.

"Yes you idiot girl who else would it be?" He answered. The fireplace spontaneously lit itself, then, which would've normally caused me to freak the fuck out but I had been forewarned about Loki's magic. "You were crying in your sleep so much it woke me up" What is wrong with you? Maybe I should've let you go home" He sounded irritated to be woken up.

"I'm sorry Loki" I sputtered, still reeling from the nightmare.

"Why do you cry? Midgardian women are such overly emotional creatures" Loki spat.

"Look I said sorry, drop it, go back to bed Loki" I pulled myself away from him as far as I could.

"No I demand to know why you're insolent whining was for. The cause of my interrupted sleep" He stared at me waiting on an answer. When I ignored him, he grabbed my face and stared deep into my eyes. For some reason I didn't react. I just sat there entranced. I felt compelled to let him look for whatever he wanted in my brain.

"And they call me the monster" Loki whispered. I felt the haze clear and realized he just read my mind. I should've been angry, but somehow knowing that someone else had just seen how pathetic and disgusting I was, made the floodgates open. I cried quietly, but Loki did something unexpected, he pulled me against his body and held me, letting my tears soak his bare chest.

We sat like that for hours; me crying silently, him stroking my hair holding me against his chest without saying a word.

I finally started to doze of when the hand that had been lazily rubbing my hair stopped, and he lifted me off his body. "You're shivering" He pulled me from to lay in the massive bed and cover my body. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me. It was the same look Natasha gave me when she was worried. I felt so abnormally comfortable with him at this moment.

I started to drift off to sleep again when I felt the weight of his body lay next to me. I opened my eyes and looked into pools of emerald less than 3 inches from my face. He never let my hand go, but didn't touch me besides that. I closed my eyes again and let myself fall into a thankfully dreamless slumber.