Three days had passed since the excitement at S.H.I.E.L.D and a lot, yet nothing had changed at the same time. The earth still turned, people still went to work and everything was fine except for a few men and women who had disappeared off the face of the earth and Agents were being sent across it to collect the Avengers.

Helen was currently residing in the underground base in New York, stood in the kitchen and making a sandwich for lunch. She wondered briefly whether Loki's new servants ate, she had never seen them do so. When finished, she took the sandwich out and down to the testing room where a huge perimeter had been set up, containing large machinery and many people. It looked like a mini-version of the chamber in S.H.I.E.L.D and in the centre of it was the Tesseract.

Helen sighed and went to take a bite of her sandwich but stopped upon seeing Loki sat on the stone steps looking thoughtful. She approached him and sat beside him but he didn't notice and she soon found out why.

It was another strange sensation, something that she really should be used to but anyway it was there. That feeling of everything and nothing and it was converging on Loki's mind. Helen couldn't see but she could hear the rushing of the universe and a very deep threatening voice speaking.

When Loki removed himself from the visitation of the Chitauri leader, he found Helen sat beside him, a soft but concerned look on her face.

"What?" he asked sharply.

"It's not my business," She stood, "But be careful okay." She reached down and squeezed his shoulder, "Sometimes the straight path isn't always the right one."

He stood up and brushed off her arm, "What do you pretend to know about my life?" He hissed dangerously.

She kept eye contact with him and blinked, "Nothing Loki."

He turned away but she caught his arm and pressed the plate into his hand.

"I think you need this more than me." She squeezed his arm and then walked away, heading to the glass that covered the Tesseract.

Loki watched her with a scowl, half wanting to throw the sandwich away in stubbornness but he told himself it was childish and quickly devoured the human snack, ignoring its good taste.