A/N: Just so you know, I am not basing any of this off of Thor 2 or anything. This is just purely from my imagination when I think of what happens next. Sorry for any disappointment, but there you go. And thank you for reading my fanfiction. It really means the world to me :3

Andrea ventured silently down the ominous hallway, understanding why she felt like she shouldn't have gone down this way. It was almost like the corridor itself did not want her to be there. Regardless, she continued down in anyway, knowing full well that it may be a bad decision. But she was curious. Really curious to see why the hallway didn't want her to be there. She glanced up at the walls, noticing that there were mirrors instead of portraits. It first struck her as odd as she saw herself in the glass. Then someone on the background. She quickly turned to see who it was, but no one was there. She turned back to the mirror, which showed her that someone was still there behind her.

"Who's there?" she demanded, feeling her voice shake a little. Andrea closed her eyes and reached out with her mind.

"Now that's not fair," a dark, familiar voice replied as she opened her eyes again. Loki walked toward her in the mirror. When she went to look behind her, she realized that he wasn't there. She grinned and laughed.

"You're stuck in a mirror," she smiled devilishly. Of all the places they could have trapped someone, it was in a mirror. Loki rolled his eyes irritatedly.

"Yes, I am in a mirror," he retorted as Andrea crossed her arms.

"Is that why this hallway is so dark? So it wards everyone else away? Was it your idea? Or Odin's?" Andrea asked, enjoying every moment of her taunting.

"It was Odin's idea, yes, but I don't like the people here, so I ward them off. By myself," he informed as Andrea shook her head.

"You're so lonely," she sighed.

"I like it that way. Friends are overrated and family is useless. I'm surprised that you don't agree with me," Loki replied as Andrea raised her eyebrows.

"Excuse me?"

"You were abandoned by your real father and thrown to a primitive planet, where you were trained to kill and lie to people. The man you call you father now is hardly the parent type, and your family is basically a band of misfits. That's not a family," Loki added as Andrea started to laugh. He tilted his head to the side in confusion.

"I have the best family I could ever ask for. If I had a normal family, I would be cast out for my power. There, everyone loves me for who I am. Sure, I have learned to kill and lie, but that's in the interest of the world population. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few," Andrea answered as Loki smiled.

"Meaning?"

"My conscious is worth nothing compared to the world's safety. And that you were lucky when the Doctor got there when he did. I would have killed you in the slowest, most painful way I have ever been taught. You would writhe in agony for years before you eventually slipped away into nothing. Then you would die," Andrea replied sweetly, sending chills up Loki's spine. Instead of showing his wariness, he smiled back.

"And how would you accomplish that?"

"Do you really think I'm going to tell you that easily? You aren't out of the dark yet, Loki. That is the highest form of torture I possess, and you are still breathing. I may get the chance in the future to show you," Andrea chuckled, touching her cheek playfully. Loki blanched, but smiled again.

"Nick has trained you well," he whispered, hoping to invoke some time bomb within her. Instead she grinned.

"Thank you. I'll tell him when I get back. He'll be glad to know that he has trained me well. If you ever get out of this prison, pray that I'm not around without the Doctor," Andrea winked as she started to leave.

"You would disappoint your Doctor? Just to get your revenge?" Loki asked maliciously. Andrea looked over her shoulder and grinned subtly.

"Disappoint him? I guess he would be disappointed in me, wouldn't he? Hmm... Let me put it this way," Andrea smiled, her eyes icy. Loki swallowed, glad that he was safe in the glass. "Here are my choices. I disappoint the Doctor, but I rid the universe of a great evil. On the other hand, I don't kill you and keep the Doctor's trust, you will still be at large. Remember my training, dear Loki. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. Honestly, I would hate making the Doctor lose his trust in me, and I would rather give my life than do that, but you are too much of a danger to be let loose."

"Me? A danger?"

"Really? Are you really playing the innocent card? Because it's not going to work."

"No, that's not it, my dear. I work for someone much more powerful than I am. You think I am a danger, you know nothing yet. I would save your energy for defeating a monster like him," Loki informed softly, walking toward Andrea. She scowled.

"Who?"

"Do you really think I would tell you more than that? He is still my employer, even though I am in this prison. He would kill me in an instant if I told you his name," Loki answered, sighing. Andrea closed her eyes and reached into his mind.

"No! Stop!" Loki shouted as he tried to force her out. She caught a glimpse of the creature controlling Loki. Then Loki pushed her out of his mind as he fell to the floor, his head in his hands. "What the hell are you doing?!"

"You're life means nothing to me, Loki. You have killed thousands if not millions. I need to know what this creature is called, and I will find out. You have given me an image," Andrea replied as he slowly got back up.

"More like you took it."

"True, but given sounds so much better," she whispered as she started down the hall.

"You're just going to leave me here?" he asked as she stopped for a moment.

"I thought you didn't get lonely," she answered kindly before she left the hallway. Once back into the main corridor, she slumped against the wall, exhausted. It was always hard dealing with Loki, especially when she had to draw her dark side out. She had created her dark side just for these occasions, but it always drained her energy. Andrea stood back up, leaning against the wall. After debating whether or not she should go back to her room or not, she continued down the hallway hoping that she would get back to the Great Hall.

About thirty minutes later, Andrea finally came to the giant doors. She pushed open the doors to find Odin and Thor still sitting at the large table. They turned to look at her and smiled. Odin even stood up again to greet her. She walked over to them as Odin held out his arms.

"There you are!" he bellowed, clapping a hand on Andrea's shoulder. She grimaced through the pain, looking up at him. "For a while, I thought you weren't coming."

"Sorry. Just had a little trouble finding my way," she whispered with a fake smile, hiding that she had met Loki in the mirrors.

"I thought you were with the Doctor. He told me he would bring you here. Where is he, anyway?" Odin asked, glancing at Thor.

"He went to do a thing."

"A thing? What kind of thing?"

"Not sure, but he said he should be back soon," Andrea answered, looking around as Thor stood up. Concern covered his eyes, almost like something was bad was going to happen. She took a deep breath, suddenly feeling unsafe. "So, did you already have breakfast?"

"Yes, yes we did," Odin informed, leading Andrea to a seat at the table. Thor looked at his father carefully before sitting across from her. The king sat at the head of the table, between Thor and Andrea. She could feel the growing intensity in the air. "Are you sure you don't know where the Doctor is?"

"No. He doesn't tell me everything. Why would he? We've only known each other for a few days. He doesn't trust me completely," Andrea answered, searching with her mind. However, she just found that their minds had been clouded. They were up to something that they didn't want her to know about it. She shifted uncomfortably in her chair as Odin sighed.

"But you trust him, don't you?" the king asked carefully as Andrea stared at him before nodding.

"I trust that man with my life, since he's saved mine a few times. I'm sure if I saved his life, he would come to trust me, too," Andrea assured, wondering if this was a test. Odin glanced at Thor, who was starting to glare at him. Something was definitely up. Andrea stood from her chair and gave a kind smile to both of them. "I think I should be going."

"Why? You just got here," Odin smiled, standing up himself. Andrea could feel panic rise in her throat as Thor refused to move an inch. The king walked over to her, but she took a step back.

"The Doctor probably expects me to still be in my room. That's where he found me," Andrea answered patiently, secretly grabbing a butter knife. She wished that there was something more dangerous to use, but that was the only thing in her reach at the moment. "I don't want him to search for me."

"Come, sit back down. We can send the staff to bring you something to eat," Odin insisted, pulling out a chair.

"No, I'm not hungry. The Doctor gave me some food this morning," Andrea smiled, refusing the seat. Odin's kind grin disappeared as he looked at Thor again, who gave him a patient look. Andrea remembered what the Doctor had told her that morning. It seemed like the Doctor had tried to keep her away from the dining hall. Odin walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder, forcing down into her chair. "I really should go see where the Doctor went."

"No need. He should be here in a few minutes. Thor and I need you here," Odin informed, holding a firm hand on her shoulder.

"What for?" she whispered, anger creeping in her voice.

"To figure out who you really are," Thor murmured, shocking Andrea.

"But you know who I am," she insisted as Thor shook his head. Suddenly, a pain enveloped the back of her head. When she looked back, she saw Odin holding a sword. She had been hit with the handle. "Just you wait until the Doctor gets back here."

"I'm counting on it," Odin replied, smiling as Andrea's vision darkened into black.