Darcy was pacing when Loki entered the room. He instantly began to regret his decision of not giving her more time to cool down when she glared daggers at him, but it had been about thirty minutes, and in his defense, he wasn't sure of what else to do. She let out a huff and turned her attention back to pacing and, was it, growling he heard?

"Darling, listen-" Loki began.

"Don't you darling me, mister. He's not even supposed to be here. Why the hell didn't you kick him out last night?" Loki opened his mouth to respond, but quickly shut it when Darcy shot him another frightening look and continued, "And that's another thing. Why did he even need to leave Jane's?"

Darcy let out another exasperated growl.

She was so lost in her swarming thoughts that she almost didn't notice when Loki grabbed her shoulders, therefore abruptly ending her incessant pacing, and making her turn so that she was looking directly into a sea of calming yet serious green.

She really could look at his eyes all day. And if these were different circumstances, she just might've. Well, not all day. She'd eventually have tugged his lips to hers, all while tasting every inch of his mouth. But that's not important right now. Darcy shook the wandering thoughts from her head, and by the look on his face, complete with the ever-present smirk, she was sure he was able to follow her trail of thoughts.

Darcy thought she saw a flash of lust in his eyes for a moment before they went back to their default setting.

"Listen, my love, as unpleasant as this situation is, and as much as I don't particularly want to….I think we must help my brother." He spoke with his hands still firmly planted on her shoulders, holding her in place. Darcy let out an exasperated sigh, her anger deflating underneath his touch, and let herself become wrapped in the strong hold of his embrace. Slowly, she took a few steps toward him until the distance between the two was filled, complete with his arms snug around her, and her arms tight around him. He rested his chin on the top of her hair as she listened to his calm and steady heartbeat.

Okay, now THIS, this position I could stay in forever, Darcy thought.

After a few minutes of pure, unadulterated silence, Darcy finally spoke.

"So…if we're going to help your brother, we'll need a plan…..right?" Darcy asked.

"Yes, I suppose so." Loki mumbled into her hair, looking down at her curiously.

Darcy smiled into his chest. "Well good. Because I think I have an idea."

This had to work; Darcy was sure of it. Loki, however, was a little less then convinced. He gave her an odd glance as she finished the final touches on Thor's outfit, making sure that everything was exact.

"Okay! That should do it." Darcy took a step back to look at her handiwork.

She'd managed to find her brother's old suit that he wore once to a wedding, and altered it to fit Thor. (Why she had it was beyond her—she imagined it had something to do with him trying to dump his old stuff onto his little sister, just like he'd done with all of his late 90's/early 2000's Eminem phase outfits, his old stuffed animals that he didn't really want to get rid of, but needed someplace to put them so that it wouldn't get in the way of his *ahem* so called 'flow' when he had ladies over, and all the crappy school projects their mother had saved for them, all of which now lived in Darcy's spare bedroom closet. But whatever.)

Thor stood tall in this beautifully altered suit (thank you, Jr. High life skills class), running his hands over the material, and taking in all of the hard work Darcy had done in admiration.

"Lady Darcy, you are truly gifted."

"Eh, I do what I can. This is way easier that the duffle bag I had to make once."

"Well, I thank you for using skills you learned in your youth and earning my respect in a most worthy manor. If your plan works, I will be indebted to you."

"Don't even sweat it, big guy. If it helps you and Jane, I'm all for it." And if it gets you out of my apartment, all the better.

Loki looked over her handiwork, and he had to admit, she did do a good job.

"Darcy, I must say, I was….skeptical…..about this, but now that I see it in completion, I must admit, you're hidden talents are quite useful."

Darcy smiled at him, making sure to give him a quick peck on the cheek as well. When she turned her attention back to Thor, she noticed that he wore the biggest grin she'd ever seen, looking between the pair.

"You have both been most gracious to me. Brother, Lady Darcy, I apologize for my sudden intrusion into your home, but I hope that I may make up for it with a gift." Thor spoke as he simultaneously patted his brother and his brother's girlfriend on the arm.

"A….gift?" Darcy spoke hesitantly.

"Yes! It shall be arriving within the next day, I believe, but I hope that it will help make up for the wrongs I have done during my stay here."

"O….kay…I mean, as long as it doesn't burn up the house, though. But…it won't, right?" Darcy spoke.

Thor let out a mighty chuckle. "No, no, rest assured it will bring you no harm."

"Might I suggest we continue on? We don't want you to be late for yet another date with Miss Foster." Loki calmly suggested.

"Right you are, Loki! Let us get underway!"

"Okay, so you remember where the restaurant's at, right?" Darcy asked.

"Yes, I do believe so."

"And you have the bouquet?" Darcy asked Loki.

Loki pulled out a bouquet of calla lilies for Thor to give to Jane. He would have gone with roses, but he knew she'd find them cheesy, so he opted for her favorite flower instead. Thor took hold of the bouquet, and with a final adjustment of his tie, he was out the door and ready to earn the trust he'd lost from Jane the night before when he'd shown up at home 3 hours later than he was supposed to, missed the anniversary dinner that she'd cooked for them, explained that he had a meeting with the avengers, to which, she couldn't have cared less about, and it all ended in Jane yelling, Thor defending his position, Jane throwing pasta at his head, a door in his face, and a sleepover at Darcy and Loki's.

But tonight, tonight would make up for all of that. He'd made arrangements (with the help of Darcy, or course) at an Italian restaurant that Jane would love (not too elegant, but still classy), complete with a walk in the park afterwards and an impromptu dance in the moonlight to a string quartet that had been practicing nearby.

All in all, the night went over swimmingly, and needless to say, Jane was more than eager to let him back into her apartment by the end of the night, and he made sure to show her, in more ways than one, how much he'd missed her, even if they'd only had one night apart.

Loki and Darcy were spent by the time Thor had left. Between arranging things for Thor, altering a suit, calling a florist, picking up flowers, and so on, they were exhausted. They had no idea it was going to take all day to accomplish all of this, the only break being everyone making their own sandwiches before getting back to work. After Thor had left, they'd ordered take out from a Thai place down the street, and decided to watch a movie. However, both were so tired that neither could make it halfway through the movie, leaving abandoned half eaten Thai food on the coffee table in their wake. At one point, Darcy had unattached herself from Loki's side, risen from the couch, and had put everything away.

After a while, they found themselves lying in bed next to each other, simply just enjoying each other's presence in bliss.

Loki knew he still had yet to make up for his own wrongdoings, but that could wait until later.

A/N: Surprise! This isn't the last chapter.

I have *ahem* quite a steamy scene planned out for the next one. ;)

I am currently writing it now, and hot damn...this story will go out with a bang for sure. :)

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See you next week! (Or maybe sooner? Let me know what you think about maybe posting the next chapter sooner!)

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