They reappeared in Loki's home, just as Leah passed out. Loki picked her up and carried her to the guest room. A girl sat inside, her black hair falling in front of her blue eyes.

"Hello Unlight." Loki greeted, laying Leah down. Looking now, it was obvious that her face had taken the worst of the injuries.

"Trickster," she said curtly, her blue eyes growing colder. She brushed her hair away from her eyes, sighing. "What in the name of the Gods have you done now?"

"Nothing. Just fix her." He said, trying to hide the concern in his voice.

"How characteristic of you," Nott replied dryly, leaning back in the chair. "Honestly. Is politeness impossible for you?"

"Very." Loki said, his normal tone of annoyance coming out. "Just do it, Unlight."

"You speak as though you love this Midgardian. It's reminiscent of Thor and Jane Foster."

"Do you honestly believe I would fall in love with a Midgardian? It's a simple deal to get rid of SHIELD."

Nott smirked, crossing her legs at the knees, saying nothing. Her silence began to unnerve him; she was hardly quiet and when she was, it never ended well. The silence grew longer before Loki quickly looked at Leah and then at Nott.

"Must you be so obvious? Can you never provide some form of sport?" Nott asked, frowning.

"Obvious of what? She is just a tool."

"For the God of Lies, you're rather awful at lying today," she replied with a laugh. Loki scowled, smacking Nott in the back of head. An annoyed expression on his face.

"Nor are you making me want to help you at all," she added, rubbing her head. "Ow…"

"Just help her. I need her to bring them down." With that Loki walked out, mumbling under his breath.

Nott sighed, standing and walking over to where Leah lay passed out. Her hands began to glow a faint blue and she rested them over the other's forehead, shutting her own eyes a magic swirled around them.

As Leah awoke, Nott muttered, "Tell him he owes me. Quite a lot." Before Leah could answer, she had vanished. Leah sat up, thoughts on how to kill Fury swimming through her head. Painfully and slowly and in every way she knew he would fear.

"Dear God. I sound like Loki." She said to herself.

As Nott reappeared, she spotted a familiar blonde rushing over. "OhGodsdammit-" she said in a rush, sidestepping him.

"Where is Loki?" Thor asked, looking at her.

"Gods only know, Thor," she replied dryly, crossing her arms. "Why does it matter? And why would I know?"

"Nott, do not lie to me. I know, you know where he is."

"Perhaps I do, perhaps I don't, it matters not," she muttered, staring at her feet.

"He is vengeful." Thor said, anger beginning to run through his voice.

"Then he is on Midgard, Thor. Honestly, even you should know that," she replied, her exhaustion lacing her voice as she rubbed her eyes.

Thor sighed, picking her up. Too tired to protest, she only rested her head on his chest and wrapped her arms around her neck. She had used quite a lot of magic and it had drained her.

"What did you do, Nott?" He asked with a sigh, as he began taking her to her room.

"This and that," she mumbled. "I had to," she added vaguely, her eyes shut. Thor sighed and was silent the rest of the time. She had fallen asleep by the time they arrived, her hair completely shadowing her face. He placed her down, moving the hair from her face.

"Honestly, Nott. Must you worry me like this?" he asked quietly, kissing her forehead before leaving and going to look for Loki.

Loki had gone to talk to his twin. Said twin was asleep on her throne, the impressive ice behemoth making her look extremely small. Sighing Loki walked over, tripping over something and crashing onto the ground.

"What in the name-" the girl began to say, looking down and beginning to laugh. "L-Loki L-Laufeyson- what are you doing?" she asked between laughs. Standing, Loki glared at his sister for a second.

"That is not funny, Kilana."

"N-No, y-you're right. It's h-hilarious," she replied, covering her mouth. "Alright, alright, I'm sorry. What is it?"

"I think I may have fallen in love…With a Midgardian." He said, not mentioning the fact that said Midgardian had tried to kill him at least four times.

Kilana's face paled, her hand dropping to her lap before she jumped up and promptly hugged him. "I knew it! I knew you weren't heartless~."

"Kilana I am being serious here!" He said annoyed as he hugged her back.

"You? Serious? I doubt that," she said as she slid from his grip, not one for long hugs.

"I am. I do not understand how I can love this girl. She…She's with SHIELD."

Kilana fell silent, sighing deeply. Not one to be quiet, she rested her head on her hand, looking at him as though he'd grown another eye or something of the sort. Loki knew he was in trouble, his sister was not usually quiet.

"What is it?" He asked, confused.

"Nothing, Loki. Nothing," she said with another lengthy sigh returning to sit on her throne wrapping her cloak around her tighter, as though she was cold.

"Kilana, is there something troubling you?"

She shook her head, opened her mouth, then closed it. Her words had failed her, for the first time. Loki sighed, sitting by his twin and wrapping an arm around her. He had been afraid that she would react like this. It was more the lack of reaction that troubled him, as she leaned against him quietly, the fabric of her clothing not making a single sound.

"Kilana, sister….I understand if you do not wish to talk."

"It's not that, Loki," she said with a small smile. "Tis only that I was.. surprised. To hear she was from SHIELD. So long as she does not hurt you… So long as you are happy," she added, "I will cope."

"She actually is helping me bring SHIELD down. They have lied to her about a few things."

"Such as?" Kilana asked, curiously.

He chuckled, mussing her hair affectionately. "That will be told in time, Kiki."

"Don't call me that," she huffed. "And tell me, Loki."

"Not now, sister," he replied, lightly kissing the top of her head. "Now is when I must return."

"Hm. Don't get yourself killed. It would be hard to replace you," she muttered, crossing her arms.

"Such concern. It's simply overwhelming," he said just as dryly. He smirked then vanished. Reappearing to a sleeping Leah and quiet home.