I sat on the edge of the bed. A nameless agent brought me to this room and said it would be mine for the time being. It was pretty basic, a bed, a desk, a closet, a bathroom, and my favorite, a door with a lock. On the desk was a file explaining how S.H.E.I.L.D got my parents to go along with me leaving for an extended amount of time. Apparently I was "studying in London to experience the culture as a reward for my exceptional grades in high school." Some lucky agent even had to send home postcards and sign my name for them. They left copies in the folder. School was the last thing on my mind. I can't believe how just the other day I was worrying about college. It seemed so trivial now. I felt a tiny twinge of pain knowing that I wouldn't be home for some time.

A large duffle bag sat by the foot of the bed. My mother had packed it for me once she heard I had to be whisked away immediately for this once in a lifetime opportunity. The only thing I had taken out was a framed picture of my family; my father, mother, and older brother Brandon. The agent that had to tell my mother I had already left must have had some serious balls, because if I know my mother, she would have sent his butt right to Kingdom Come. The thought brought a tiny smile to my face. I took the frame in my hands and traced the outline of the picture. A knock on the door briefly startled me. "Come in." I called, not taking my eyes off the photograph.

"Evelyn."

My stomach dropped.

It was him.

I quickly looked up. The door closed behind Loki, his expression unreadable. His eye had started to turn black and blue, but he didn't look angry. At least, I didn't think he was.

"I want to talk."

My cheeks grew warm and I found myself incapable of speaking. I couldn't bring myself to look him in the eye so I stared at the floor. Feeling him watching just burned me.

"Will you not answer me?"

Part of me wished he knew that if I did that, I'd probably start crying. But most of me didn't. I put the frame back on the desk and stared at my hands.

"Will you not even look at me?" His tone turned pleading, but I would not give in. "Evelyn, Evie, please."

"Go away." I mumbled incoherently. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw he hadn't moved. I repeated myself. "Go away," I ordered again, louder. This time I knew he heard me.

I stood and looked him directly in the eye. "Can't you hear me? I said go." Something flickered in Loki's eyes. I had almost forgotten how beautiful they were. So nice and green...The first time I met him I remembered how much he made me want to have green eyes, just like his. I never told him that.

"Evelyn please, let me explain myself..."

"No!" I shouted. "You've had that chance for three years now. You've lied to me, you've left me, and you've never even said goodbye." My head was reeling, my thoughts spinning out of control. "You manipulated me...and now you come back and think I can forgive you so easily? Do you know how much that hurts?" My eyes were starting to burn.

"Get out."

"Evelyn..."

"GO!" Even I was surprised I screamed at him. Loki had on that same, sad expression I had seen him wear so many times before. Only this time I wasn't going to do anything about it. I turned my back to him and felt water flow down my cheeks. I made sure not even a sniffle was heard. After what seemed like a lifetime, his footsteps retreated and the door opened.

"Perhaps one day I will be worthy of your time." The sentence sounded so cruel and yet so sad. The door slammed shut behind him. I stifled a sob, then threw myself back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, pushing my mass of dark hair out of my face. Angrily wiping tears from my eyes, I desperately tried forgetting what had just happened by busying myself with unanswered questions. I couldn't afford to think of Loki now, not with so many other things on my plate. The selfish bastard. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. Relax Ev, just relax. Crying will do you no good. Just think about something else. Like what was even going on right now? I was inside the biggest and most secretive spy agency in the world. Apparently my life was in danger by an alien (HAH) who knew I had powers (not so hah). For what, I don't really know. I have no idea what the hell a Tessacrap even was. Oh and the Avengers were being ordered to babysit me. The Avengers. A group of people who should have left me star struck, but no. Instead I had to act like a defiant brat because I was angry. And hell, shouldn't I be?

And then there was Loki.

I rolled over to face the wall. For a whole minute I didn't think about him. Now that I was, it hurt. For some time I sat there and wondered all kinds of things. Why he was here. Why he had left. What he now thought about me.

I wasn't sure how long I had been laying there before someone knocked on my door. Hours, at least. I glanced at the digital clock on the desk. 3:00 pm. Too early for someone to drag me to the meeting.

"Come in." I croaked, not moving. "Unless your Loki." Then get the fuck out of my room.

"My lady, may I have a word?"

I broke from my daze and sat up, turning to Thor. His presence was intimidating, but by the look on his face I could tell he was not here to frighten me. I remember Loki telling me once that he was adopted, and it was plain to see from his brother that the two had nothing in common.

"If you're here because Loki sent you, just go. I don't want to here it."

The god shook his head "I am not here because my brother asked me. I come on my own behalf." he paused, trailing off. "I am Thor, by the way," feeling the need to introduce himself once more.

"Evelyn."

Thor smiled. In the short time he had been here, I could already felt comforted and at ease. He was much easier to be around than his brother. "I must admit, the reason why I visit you is to talk about Loki."
Big surprise. I sighed, and moved over to make room for him to sit. The bed groaned from his weight, and sitting next to him made me feel so tiny.

His face looked pained as he struggled to find the right words. "I do not know where to begin." he admitted, looking at me directly. I didn't speak, also unsure of what I was supposed to say.

"Loki is...not like the rest of us." I assumed he was talking about family. "He is adopted, and I think that the knowledge of it brings him great pain. I did not know all this time that my brother was suffering. I am a fool." He spat out the words, muscles flexing as he clenched his fists. I opened my mouth to tell him otherwise but he held his hand, wishing to continue. I nodded. "This, among other reasons, has caused him to act out in unfavorable ways. He believed that using the Tesseract would bring about a greater good for your world. His actions were wrong but his heart was not."

"I retrieved him from our father in Asgard to relieve him of his current punishment, and bring him here. I talked to him, hoping to mend our broken past. He was reluctant. After considerable time and pleading, he opened up to me. Very little, but to me the gesture was tremendous."

"He spoke of a time, a few years ago, when he came to your world for a single purpose. He was ordered by Thanos to retrieve a young human girl who he believed could help him acquire the Tesseract." He carefully watched me as he revealed the information. My heart skipped a beat. Loki...was working for Thanos? And worst of all, he had planned to use me, and hand me over. Like a prize.

"I don't see how this is helping your case." I replied through gritted teeth.

"My lady, please let me continue. Do not stop listening yet."

I silently nodded, unclenching my fists. Thor noticed the action.

"The task was supposed to be swift, finished in a matter of months. Once the girl was found, Loki was supposed to hand you over."

"But he didn't."

I felt color drain from my face. Thor paused, and I wanted to tell him to continue on, but I couldn't find my voice.

"Loki told me the human girl became a friend of his, someone who he confided in. My brother does not confide in anyone, my lady." The statement made me feel both pride and guilt. "Instead of capturing her, like he was ordered, Loki spent time in Midgard to be with her. He evaded Thanos's watchful eye, convincing him that the girl was nowhere to be found, and needed more time to look."

Thor's deep voice turned darker. "After a time, Thanos became agitated, demanding that if Loki did not find the girl soon, Thanos himself would search for her. Knowing not what else to do, my brother told him that the girl was dead. Killed years ago. He persuaded him of this, and to move to a different plan of action. Loki continued on by himself, Thanos watching from a distance. Loki still believed that he could save the human world, but he knew he could not give up this human girl in the process. So he removed himself from her, hoping to keep her safe from whatever evils he could have brought on to her. And until this day, Loki has not seen or heard from the girl in three years time."

The floor looked blurry and watery as tears fell from my eyes. Thor watched me and did not speak. I was grateful for the moment to think. But I couldn't. There was so much to think about and say, but I didn't know where to start. All that kept going through my head was "idiot, idiot, angry hormonal idiot."

"Will you not go to him?" Thor asked, tone almost pleading. A sigh escaped my lips. "I can't." His face fell as failure took a hold of him. "Not yet." I added quickly, knowing to explain myself. "He came here a while before you did. I wanted him to know how angry and upset I was, so I yelled at him. I didn't even give him a chance to talk..." My voice trailed off as I wondered what Loki thought of me now. If I was him, I wouldn't want to talk to me either.

Thor rose and stood in front of me. "Do not blame yourself, Lady Evelyn." I sighed again. That's easy for you to say, Gandalf. "My brother understands your pain, and now you understand his. When you feel you are ready, you should approach him."

"But not now, for the time is growing late, and we have a meeting to attend." I quickly glanced at the clock. It was almost 4. I couldn't believe how fast time had flown by! I quickly skipped after him as he strode out the door.