AN: Hello, I hope this chapter is alright: I wrote it and changed it and then changed it some more :L Here is chapter 4 and let the reviews continue, I love reading what you think :D On a different note- has anyone else seen the Iron man 3 trailer? Im so excited :D

Steve, Tony, Eva and Clint were in the kitchen/living room. Bruce was in the lab, making the most of the facilities whilst avoiding everyone and Natasha was on a mission somewhere. As the morning grew later the conversation turned to their new house guest. "He could have gone anywhere in universe and he picked here" Tony grumbled. They all considered the fact that Loki may have a scheme underway. "What does he want though? The tesseract is in Asgard" Steve added.

"Unless there's another glowing blue box we don't know about" Tony prompted, shooting a glance at Clint.

"Not that I know of" Barton replied, ignoring Tony's look.

"Maybe he's just messing with us" Steve thought aloud.

"Hm. Maybe." Tony spoke, while Eva just listened. They knew more about Loki than she did.

"Where is Loki? Has anyone seen him today?" Steve asked.

"Relax Cap, he's in his room" Tony said to him. Stark never appeared to be phased by any situation. "I think we should check on him" Steve insisted. Clint rolled his eyes and took another bite from his toast.

"I'll go with you" Eva said to Rogers, as she felt it was her unofficial responsibility to look after Loki. Steve smiled at her, in appreciation and they went over to Loki's room. Steve knocked on Loki's door, without an answer. "Loki?" he asked through the door. Eva nodded at him to go in. Steve slowly opened the door and they stepped in. Eva gasped when she saw Loki, curled up on the bed with tears rolling down his cheeks.

Loki heard them enter, but didn't react. He couldn't: he was numb. Memories flooded his mind. Hurtful words and threats. They swirled around dangerously.

"What am I?"

"You question him?"

"You are our son, Loki"

"I thought you dead"

"I'm the monster parents tell their children about at night?"

"This is madness"

"I'm not your brother. I never was"

"I remember a shadow, living in the shade of your greatness"

"No, Loki"

He shivered. He had opened the floodgates to his pain. It wasn't supposed to have gone this far. Loki's plan was to appeal to Eva's compassion. If he could fool them into believing he was in a state of desolation, he could bide his time. Now he feared he truly did need the aid of her gift. His sight blurred with the endless tears. Visions of his torment came back to him at night and for that he had no need of pretence.

Eva rushed over to help him. Steve stood where he was. He didn't know how to deal with this Loki. Eva didn't know the other Loki, not like The Avengers did. Steve once fought a Loki who had smiled whilst causing mayhem in Germany. This Loki was vulnerable and that was not like Loki at all. As if to fuel Steve's anxieties, Eva had pulled Loki into a hug. It was too late for him to advise otherwise so he just watched them carefully. He watched as Loki pulled away from Eva, wiped his eyes and put on his stony expression. He nodded to Eva and mumbled a thank you, before walking out. Eva stared after him and then looked to Steve. He sighed and suggested they go back to the kitchen. They joined the other two Avengers at the breakfast bar. "What happened?" Stark asked, fiddling with a piece of technology that was unknown to the rest of them. "Loki was, um, upset so Eva...hugged him" Steve explained.

Clint spluttered and nearly choked on his coffee, "You hugged him?!"

"He needed a hug" Eva shrugged.

"You hugged the crazy Asgardian?" Stark asked.

Eva sighed, "He was upset!" she protested "besides, it's my job to hug people". Technically, it enhanced her powers. They couldn't give a solid argument against that, but mumbled things like it wasn't a proper job. Their discussion came to a stop when Loki entered the room. "Good morning" he greeted them with a smile that made them all uneasy. Clutching his side, he proceeded to sit on the sofa. After reviewing his options he concluded that this was the best place to be. This was the only floor he had access to. His room would be the preferred place to be, but that mortal woman, Eva, wasn't there and he did not want another 'episode'. He would not admit to needing her presence. However, Loki concluded the plan to be successful. He quickly picked up a book to occupy himself. Book was not really the correct term, what he picked up was a flimsy, glossy thing containing expensive Midgardian vehicles. Well, that would have to do. "Ugh, I'm outta here" Barton said upon the sight of Loki.

"Where are you going?" Steve asked, as Clint stood up.

"Target practice" he said before glaring at Loki and then heading for the elevator. He smiled internally at the thought of Loki's face on his target. "Don't blow a gasket: Nat will be up any minute" Tony said, before Steve could say they needed at least three Avengers, when Loki was around and Eva didn't count. Clint smirked as he thought of Natasha's reaction to Tony using her nickname. She was picky about who got to call her Nat. "Hands to yourself, Eva" he called out as the doors to the lift closed. "Shut up" she groaned. Barton often teased her. Loki took a moment to muse over, seeing the Black Widow again. Her crocodile tears were impressive, he remembered. "Hey Lokes, do you want some toast?" Stark asked. Loki turned his unimpressed gaze at the billionaire.

"Firstly, that is not my name. And secondly, I do not want anything you have to offer" he said before looking back to his magazine. Stark ignored him and made the toast anyway. Eva slid off her stool at the breakfast bar and went to sit next to Loki. He could feel the happy aura she was projecting and much to his annoyance it was making him more relaxed. Stark patted Steve on the shoulder before walking out, leaving him to deal with toast. Loki could sense he was being watched. "Do you require something?" he asked Eva, not looking up from his magazine.

"I was just wondering how you're feeling"

"Surely you already know" he said looking at her now. Her brown hair was loosely tied up and her eyes shone with curiosity. Eva gave a small smile "I meant: how are your injuries?" she questioned.

"Bearable" he responded. His cuts had faded from angry red into pink; however his rib still pained him greatly. Not that he showed it. Steve walked over to them placing the plate of toast onto the coffee table. Loki looked up to him questioningly: he distinctly remembered not asking for anything. "I know" Steve sighed "blame Stark". Loki swallowed back his retort: he would not be ungrateful. Instead he just gave a nod to the Captain. Steve took a seat in the arm chair; he didn't really want to leave Eva alone with Loki. The God in question tossed his magazine onto the table and picked up the toast. He contemplated his next move. Maybe it was not such a good idea to break out of prison. He internally growled in frustration: he did not want to go back there. At least he would be safe on Asgard. Safe from the terrors that lay in a far off land. Not far enough. If only he could find a way to deal with Thanos and The Other for good. "Are you okay?" Eva asked Loki, feeling the tension that swept over him. "Yes, I'm fine" he assured her. It was a lie and she knew it. Damn; her power nearly levelled mind reading. He tried to think of something else. Like the taste of burnt bread on his tongue. With all their 'technology' they still couldn't cook. The three of them looked up as the elevator doors pinged open. Natasha Romanoff stepped out. "Ma'am" Steve greeted her and Eva just smiled. Natasha had already tried to tell him that 'ma'am' wasn't required. "Morning" she replied, before sauntering over to the fridge. She pulled out an opaque bottle of orange juice, before sitting on the stool at the counter. "Sleep well, Loki?" she inquired casually. Her blue eyes flicked over to his.

"As well as to be expected. Another successful mission?" he countered. How he knew she did not know. Maybe it was a lucky guess.

"All in a day's work" she shrugged.

"You know, I never did get that drink" Loki prompted.

"Isn't it a bit early for alcohol?" Natasha countered.

"You tell me" he replied eyeing her 'orange juice'. Natasha narrowed her eyes, about to retort when Eva gave her a warning glance: this was not what Loki needed. Or any of them for that matter. Natasha took the hint and wandered off in search of Stark. She would try to annoy him, but it would probably end up the other way around. Loki eyed the woman next to him. She was looking out for him? How curious. He finished his toast and placed the plate back onto the table. "Eva, can you help me with this? Apparently, I have a message on this thing" Steve said holding up his mobile. All this new technology was beyond him. "Sure" she said getting up to sit on the arm rest of his chair. She took the mobile from him and easily pulled up the message. It was from Tony: 'Heya Cap, are Looney Tunes and Eva are behaving themselves?' Eva narrowed her eyes "What does he mean 'and Eva'?" she asked incredulously. She handed the phone back to Steve, but he didn't know how to reply. "Allow me" she offered. 'Eva is doing extremely well, in fact she needs a pay rise. Rodgers' she replied, sending the text. She smiled at her reply, giving the phone to Steve. That'll teach him, she thought.

Okay, there we have it :)