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Jane was woken up when she heard the locks on her cell door clatter open. She had no time to fully wake up when four Skrulls barged in and circled around her. Panic set in as they went to pin her down to the ground.

"No, please… what are you doing… please…" She struggled against them. She watched as one pulled out a syringe and prepped it. She shook her head frantically and pled for them not to do it, but it was too late. She felt a prick in her leg and the familiar warm sensation ran throughout her body. Her thoughts went to Thor as she fell into darkness.


Jane woke with a start when she heard a door slam. She jumped up and found herself in the most gorgeous room she'd seen in her entire life. She was in a giant bed with four wooden posts reaching up to the ceiling. The comforter was a silky pale pink that swallowed her whole.

She was alone but she wondered if there were cameras set up to watch her. Her eyes returned to the bed when she noticed an envelope lying on a pillow. She looked around her to make sure she was alone and slowly reached out for it. She opened the seal and pulled out a letter addressed to her. It read:

"Lady Jane,

If you haven't already noticed, you have been taken to my home. I wish for my ambassador of Midgard to be clean and well fed. As you humans say, 'make yourself at home'. You will find all your needs met in the closet and restroom.

Oh and I wouldn't advise trying to escape. There will be guards surrounding your chamber and swift punishment for your friends if you attempt it.

I will call upon you this afternoon for your sustenance and to begin our lessons."

Jane released the air she had been holding in while she read the letter. If she didn't know any better, she could have sworn Loki was being kind in a backhanded way. The thought intrigued her.

The letter was quickly forgotten when she caught a glimpse of the bathroom. She got out of bed and made her way over to it. Everything was bright and gold. On one wall, she found a rather large bathtub and on the other, a shower that could fit at least five people in it. In the cabinet next to the shower were body washes and shampoos and conditioners. She couldn't help but squeal in delight. It had been so long since she washed her hair and the thought was exhilarating.

Jane grabbed one of each of everything in the cabinet. She turned on the shower until it was steaming hot and burning to the touch. She grabbed a towel and began undressing. She stopped suddenly and peered in every corner to make sure there were no cameras. When she was satisfied, she hurried to undress and climb in.

After her shower, she felt rejuvenated. Jane had wrapped the towel around her tiny body and walked out of the bathroom to the massive bedroom. She stopped completely right in the middle when a thought occurred to her.

'What about Thor and the others? I'm here enjoying myself while they are suffering.'

Jane felt tears roll down her cheeks as she crumbled to the rug. Her weeks in captivity were finally showing its ugly head. Her whole world had changed. Everything was gone and it was because of him. She hated him. She hated how he destroyed everything. She hated him for giving her this room and the shower and the bed… She hated him.

She lifted her head and wiped her face clean. Jane decided then to refuse everything. She would not teach him and she would ask to be sent back to the prison. It was wrong for her to be here when Thor and the others were being mistreated so terribly.

Jane finally stood back up weakly and made her way to the closet. She wanted to be dressed before she angered the God of Mischief and Evil. When she entered, she gasped at the shock of how many clothes were in the large space. There were beautiful dresses after beautiful dresses and she found herself filing through them to find something normal. Finally at the very end in the back, she found a pair of jeans and a dark teal fitted shirt. Then she resumed her search for a decent pair of shoes which she found in a pair of black sneakers.

After she dressed and brushed out her wet hair, she felt compelled to lay down on the bed again. As she did, her eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned at how extraordinary it felt to actually be in a bed. Before she knew it, Jane was fast asleep.


For the second time that day, she heard the door unlocking. But this time, instead of a grimy old cell, she found herself in a beautiful room that smelled like roses.

Jane sat up in the bed and watched as two Skrulls entered and approached her. She let them grab her arms and walked with them as they led her down the stairs to a dining room. There at a long oak table with an amazing quantity of food. There was fruit and bread and meat all piled high in front of her. She knew if her mouth wasn't closed, she would be drooling on the marble floors.

As her eyes adjusted to the food, she noticed movement in the corner of the room. It was him. Loki stood by a painting in a new outfit. This one was all black with silver pieces of armor in various places.

He had a grin on his face that exuded amusement and Jane wanted to slap it right off. His eyebrows lifted and he gestured toward a chair at the table.

She held her chin up in defiance and took a seat. She refused to eat even though it literally pained her to sit in front of it.

Loki shook his head, "Jane Foster, I know your body desires for you to eat. Why so stubborn? It does not show weakness to give in to your hunger." He casually popped a grape in his mouth and watched as her eyes screaming for something to eat. He selected a colorful peach and glided over to her. He held the fruit in front of her.

"Go ahead. Take it." He watched the battle wage in her eyes until she finally gave in. She swiped the peach out of his hand and devoured it. He watched in fascination as she moved onto the bread and then to an apple.

When Jane felt the pains in her stomach ease, she looked up and blushed when she saw he seemed to be studying her. She remembered she was sitting across from a dangerous man.

He laughed quietly, "I knew you would choose that outfit. It suits you."

Jane blushed as she looked down at herself. When had he become so charming? But then she straightened herself as she remembered her personal mission. She looked him straight in the eye which made him cock his head to one side in curiosity.

"I will not help you, Loki." She blurted out.

His jaw tightened and he stood up from the table. She watched him carefully as he stood in front of an unlit fireplace.

She added, "It's not that I don't appreciate what you've done for me, but I cannot betray the others."

Jane waited in silence for his violent reaction but instead he stood stock still. She felt strangely sad as she watched his eyes fall to the floor. His hands were fastened behind his back, "You mean betray Thor…"

Her brow furrowed in confusion at his words, "Well… yes, I suppose so…"

Loki turned sharply, "Has it not occurred to you that perhaps he approves of your stay here? I'm sure he would rather you be here than in a prison cell."

Jane felt her anger rise, "I highly doubt that. And besides, I wouldn't be in a prison cell if it weren't for you, so if I am to choose that or stay in your 'home', I would gladly take the cell!" She folded her arms in a huff. She didn't care anymore what he did to her or how he threatened her with bodily harm, she would not indulge him in his games.

She watched as his left eyebrow rose up in what appeared to be curiosity. She had expected rage or even a deadly silence but instead he spoke calmly in a smooth voice, "I do not understand you Midgardians. Your entire race has been subjugated, yet you still resist me. Tell me, Lady Jane, why is it that you humans cry out for peace but when it is offered under a universal ruler, it is refused?"

Jane felt chills roll down her spine, "Because you cannot offer peace when you yourself do not possess it. All you've demonstrated so far is death and anguish. How can we just 'bow down' when innocent lives are being taken?"

He seemed startled by her revelation as his mouth was left slightly open and his eyes darted back and forth to different objects in the room, trying to make sense of what she had said, "What do you mean 'I do not possess it'?"

She bit her lip in nervousness. Why had she opened her big mouth again, "Thor told me everything when he returned to Earth. About your discovery and your battle on the bifrost. No matter how much time has passed, I'm sure your heart is still healing."

Loki grimaced at her words. There was so much truth in them but he refused to give into his weak feelings. His curiosity turned to annoyance as he turned away from her, "Do not pretend to understand me."

"But I do understand you. More than you think and I know that someday those unresolved 'issues' you have will be your downfall." Jane stated bravely.

This time, she had gone too far. Loki's mouth formed a tight line across his face and his insides seemed to boil. He trembled in rage until finally he grabbed her upper arm and tore her out of her seat. He violently led her over to a waiting Skrull.

"Take her to her room." He growled at the guard. His animalistic stare returned to her, "Enjoy your stay, Jane Foster, for this shall be your 'prison' for the remainder of your existence."

Loki did not watch as she was taken back to her chambers. Her words continued to haunt him throughout the night.


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