Sorry for the long delay. Henry is currently taking up most of my time. I also have so many crazy things going on. I rated this story "M" just in case. Actually, it will be loaded with lemons. I hope you keep coming to read. I will not wait so long in between chapters. Loki is quite taken with himself and poor Lena has some tough decisions coming. As for Cap...I can't give too much info without giving away too much. Loki needs love doesn't he? Eh eh eh!

Steve sat in silence contemplating his situation. There was no way to escape the cell he had been moved to after Loki had exited. Looking up at the camera, he wanted to scream a number of obscenities. Loki was right…it just wasn't his way.

I've got to get out of here!

Standing up, he sighed in frustration and paced a few times. He exhaled and brusquely sat back down. He knew this was going to take some thinking on his part. Loki was going to drag this out. He'd probably never be freed. He really saw no way out of his predicament.

A guard appeared at the cell door. "Turn around with your hands behind your head. If you try anything, I'll stun you."

Steve complied, turned around, and placed his hands behind his head.

"Now walk," the guard said.

Steve sized the guard up and down. He was about his height and build but had an automatic weapon containing a silencer in his hands. Not much of a match for a gun, but he could certainly outsmart the guard.

"Do you want me to roll over and sit next," Steve sarcastically asked the guard.

The guard smiled sardonically and slammed the heavy gun into Steve's midsection causing him to double over. It was exactly what he was expecting. It gave him the seconds he needed. Grasping the unaware guard by the ankles, he tugged and sent the man crashing to the ground causing the weapon to fire. Steve landed a barrage of punches into the man's face knocking him out cold. Seizing the gun, he quickly exited the cell and shut the door behind him. He knew it wouldn't be long before more of Loki's goon squad would be there for him and discover their buddy.

Making his way up the corridor, he snuck around the corners and did his best to keep out of sight of the cameras. He had to find his way up and out of the basement of the building and rescue the girl.

Lena heard it…she was certain he said "Because I need you to rescue me little one."

Why? Rescue him from what or whom? She knew he wasn't going to tell her. After releasing her, he walked her toward the bed.

They both sat down and he began to explain to her by signing. "I will give you all the details later. For now, I wish for you to stay here and rest. We have a long journey ahead of us and for you it is tantamount that you are well rested."

His statements both excited and frightened her. Why would she need to rest? She had already fallen asleep hours ago. She knew that her face was fearful because she sensed that he was regarding her for a moment.

"I will not hurt you Lena. What you experienced earlier was not my normal behavior. I promise you that I would not have allowed you to jump nor would I have let you go. However, self-pity is no longer warranted. You have been in this condition since birth am I correct?"

Lena merely nodded.

"You will no longer have any need for this misery and defeatist attitude. I have come to help you, realizing of course that I cannot simply cure you of these debilitating ailments. Rather, I will make it a gradual transition. Not such a shock to your mind. Or would you prefer I give you all at once?"

Lena was in shock already by his admission. She didn't know what to think about all of this?

Can he truly heal my vision and hearing in one stroke?

She kept thinking that she was going to awaken any moment now and realize that it was all either a nightmare or a dream come-true.

Using her mental voice, she acknowledged him, "Please. May I have more time to consider all of this before you perform…magic on me?"

Loki smiled. He knew it would be difficult for her to oppose his generous offer. It was only a matter of time.

"But of course little one; I understand your apprehension. A whole different and vibrant world awaits you Helena. Do not delay. I have much to do and you play a very important role in my purpose for being here. We must travel soon. I leave it to you to decide when you wish for this to occur. I must confess; you would be a simpleton indeed by turning down my charitable offering."

After his declaration, he gently stroked her cheek with his knuckles causing Lena to release a tiny gasp. Loki quickly turned on his heel and marched out the door leaving Lena in a state of confusion.

"Why did he do that," she asked herself while touching her cheek. His touch felt cool and yet where his fingers had been, it now had set her cheeks aflame. Shrugging off all thoughts of him, she lay back down and began to ponder over her situation.

Rounding another corner, Steve realized it was only a matter of time before Loki's guards or the God of Mischief himself would encounter him. They had to have witnessed everything happening within the cell on the cameras. It was all too easy. Instead of deliberating over his condition, he made his way carefully through the corridors. He hadn't a clue where to find the abducted girl. She wasn't in any of the rooms below near his cell, nor was she in the command center. He may have her stashed somewhere off the premises.

Continuing up a flight of stairs, he cautiously moved toward the door at the end of the hall. Opening and peering inside, he had reached the command center. He was surprised that no one had been alerted to his presence nor had any alarms gone off regarding his escape. Something was up. He could smell the eminent doom in the air.

At that very moment, he spotted Loki. By all appearances, he seemed to be staring at a monitor; in fact, a monitor that revealed a figure lying upon a bed.

"That must be her," he thought to himself. "I've got to have a plan.Can't just go running in there without thinking this through first.He's keeping a close watch on her.What the hell is he doing?"

Desperate measures had to be taken in order to find out where this girl was being kept. He needed to somehow get Loki out in the open. Just as he was thinking about a plan, a guard walked up to Loki.

"Sir, do you still wish for me to take her the food?"

"Yes. Take it to her now. We will be leaving within the hour."

"Acknowledged," the guard responded and left the room.

Loki continued to stare at the monitor. She was still asleep. He was well aware that the dauntless soldier was on the loose. He wanted to see how it would play out. Would he indeed have enough keenness to rescue the girl? He doubted that Lena had ever been in harm's way and he did not wish to frighten her anymore. Her mind was currently in a delicate state. Perchance the trivial Avenger would be of comfort to her? By all accounts, he appeared to be the loyal and honest type that so many females desired. A smile of such mischievousness spread across his face.

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Steve followed the guard to the elevator. He would have to take the stairs, but had no idea which floor the girl was on. The building in fact was stories high. He would have to improvise. Once the guard entered the lift, Steve appeared brandishing the weapon surprising the guard.

"I do know how to use this and will not hesitate. Now, take me to the girl."

The guard had put his hands up. Steve placed the gun to the back of the guards head.

"Come on," he said as he shoved him with the barrel of the gun. "Quit stalling and hit the button."

The guard obeyed and they were on their way to the 50th floor.

Upon reaching the floor, Steve pushed the man into the hallway. The guard walked them to a door and stopped.

"Now open it."

Opening the door, he pointed the gun in the guards back and entered the room. It was a penthouse suite but it appeared that everything was in the front room. A bed was in the middle of the room and seated upon it was a girl staring straight ahead. Her head turned to the left toward them.

"Are you alright," Steve asked her.

He received no reply.

"She is deaf and blind," the guard said exasperated.

Steve was now more confused than ever. "Why did he take her?"

The guard laughed and received a blow to the head from the butt of the gun knocking him out.

Steve quickly went to the girl's side.

Lena hopped off of the bed and backed away from him all the while shaking her head and holding her hands out in front of her.

Steve had no idea how he could communicate to her that he was here to help. He approached her slowly and reached out with his hands. He was short on time and was afraid he'd have to take her by force.

"It's okay," he whispered. She can't hear you Steve!

Lena had backed herself into a corner or wall. Either way, this was not Loki. It wasn't his scent. Was it a guard?

Steve came closer and touched her hand. The girl snatched it away as if she had burned herself.

Lena was now certain this was not Loki. She was ready to give herself over and have him heal at least her sight. He could remedy her sight later. Now, there was someone here she didn't know. Not as if she knew Loki, but he promised to give her a normal life.

The sounds emanating from the girl's voice told him she was in distress. He took both of her hands in his and gently squeezed; trying to reassure her that he meant her no harm. It wasn't working. He didn't want to do it, but he had to get her and himself out of there before Loki showed up.

Grasping her by the waist, he hoisted her up and over his shoulder.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he said believing she would somehow understand. With the struggling girl on his shoulder and the gun strapped on the other, he did his best to keep his balance.

"Well well," said a familiar voice.

"Damn," Steve said shutting his eyes and heaving an annoyed sigh.

"If I did not know any better, I would say that you are trying to kidnap my prized Midgardian possession."

There he was in all his green and black leather sans the ridiculous horned helmet.

"She's not your possession Loki. Let her go!"

Upon Loki's entrance, Steve noticed the girl had stopped struggling.

Wearing an omnipotent smile, Loki approached him. "If you will," he said and held out his hand. Steve figured he meant to let go of the girl. Releasing her, Loki took her hand. She quickly moved to Loki's side. By this time, Steve had been disarmed and he was once again a prisoner.

"What have you done to her?"

"I've done nothing. As you can see, she is quite content to be with me."

Steve grinned mockingly. "She doesn't know you."

"I am going to heal her; give her a better life. What can you give her? Darkness and silence. That is all this world can promise her."

Steve wondered; could he really help her? But why? It wasn't making any sense. He had to get to the bottom of this, but that wasn't going to be possible from a prisoner standpoint.

"You shall see soldier. I have decided to keep you at her side and see that my purpose is true."

Lena was so unsure of what she was doing. Perhaps that man was trying to save her. She began to second guess her decision. Would Loki keep his word?

"I keep my promises," he said as he looked down at Helena.