Loki skimmed through Hannah's bookcase looking for something to read. His hand ran over the spines of each book. He saw an assortment of books that were brown, or green, or yellow. The books were a rainbow of colors. Loki finally pulled a book out of its place. The book was large, at least 1000 pages. It was black with gold trim, and gold words that came together to spell The greatest adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. He gave it the 'ehh' look and grabbed his mug of coffee. He took a sip before scrunching his face in disgust. He was curious to know why humans drank this brown acidic drink, He put the mug down and grabbed a cup of water instead. He walked back to the living room, sat on the couch and began to read.

A study in Scarlet

Chapter 1: Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

IN the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go through the course prescribed for surgeons in the army. Having completed my studies there, I was duly attached to the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers as Assistant Surgeon. The regiment was stationed in India at the time, and before I could join it, the second Afghan war had broken out….

Loki didn't notice the day passing around him, he read and read throughout the day. He stopped occasionally to make waffles (it was the only thing he could make without Hannah's help) get water, and play with Sherlock. How odd? Loki thought Hannah named her dog the same name as the character Sherlock Holmes.

Loki got up from the couch and went to the kitchen to make a plate of waffles. At the fridge, he noticed the list of numbers to call in 'case of emergency' as Hannah said. He saw Hannah's name next to a 10 digit number, the vet's office's number, and Corryn's. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the phone that he was taught how to use by Corryn. HE was unsure of how it worked. All it was was a small white brick with a few buttons and an apple on the back. He pondered back on the events of her trying to teach him how to use it. He remembered distinctly Hannah and Corryn laughing and Corryn comparing him with her grandmother. He turned it on and followed the steps that was given to him earlier to look through it. After a few seconds he turned it back off and went to go make his waffles.

With a plate of waffles in hand, he returned to the couch and ate. After thirty minutes of reading Loki set the book down on his chest and relaxed his neck against the arm of the couch. He huffed and rubbed his eyes. He squinted at the ceiling above him and made a growling noise. It was clear he was bored. Loki quickly sprung to his feet and paced around the room, his hand pressed together against his lips. He wanted Hannah to get back as soon as humanly possible so he could have some human interaction for the looked back at his phone . It was 2 o'clock. It wouldn't be another three hours before Hannah got home. He whined quietly and returned to the couch and sat at the edge. He couldn't use his magic to entertain himself with, because it was still stunned after the he could, he would have turned Sherlock into some other beast. He got back up and walked around the room looking at all the objects it held. He stopped at the large black screen that hung on the wall above a wooden stand with black boxes and what looked like small books stuffed inside small cubbies. He carefully examined the sides of it to figure it out. He pressed a few buttons, and waited for something to happen. Nothing.

Loki continued for a way to turn it on. Whatever it was it had to serve a purpose. He dropped to his knees and saw several small boxes and more buttons on things he didn't understand. He ran his hand across one box hoping to get some reaction from it. As soon as he did it made a small beep and sections of it turned green. Loki cocked his head and squinted. Something had turned on, but not the screen. He moved on to the next one, doing what he had been doing before, pressing each button he had seen.

Previously on Supernatural.

Caught off by the moving pictures on the Black Screen, and the voices that seemed to come out of thin air the Loki fell back on his hands.

I think dad wants us to pick up where he left off, saving people, hunting things. The family business.

He stood up cautiously unaware of what to do. He tried pressing the buttons to turn it off, but it wouldn't do anything besides make the voices louder and quieter. From what he could remember of what Hannah had told him, this was a way for entertainment for humans. So he shrugged at sat back down on the couch and began watching the moving pictures.

xXx

Loki sat back on the couch. HIs knees to his chest and his neck dug into the space between them. Why is this entertainment? It is absolutely terrifying. But yet so intriguing. He could see Odin in John, the father who seemed to favor one son, Dean, over the other one, Sam. In Sam, he saw himself. Always trying to please his father, and doing the things that he did because he loved his brother.

After the credits began to roll, Loki had figured it was over. He had no intention of watching anymore so he got up and began walking around the house again. He walked passed Sherlock who slept with his legs sprawled across the floor. Loki looked out the side window and saw it was starting to darken.

He glanced at the clock that hung above the stove. 5 o'clock. He glanced back out the window checking if Hannah had pulled into the driveway. Nothing. She had said that she would be home by 5. It was 5. Loki glanced down at his phone, turned it on and saw he had 1 message on his phone. He unlocked it, found the message and listened to it.

Hey I know I said that I would be home by 5, but there was an accident on the road. Things are really backed up. I might be home by 5:30 or 6. Call me back when you get this. Bye.

Loki redialed the number and after a few seconds of ringing he heard the sound of Hannah's voice.

"Hi." Loki said sheepishly

"Hi, so you got my message, yeah?"

"Yeah I did."

"Okay so you know about the accident. So I won't be home for at least another 30 or so minutes. Are you gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be okay."

"Okay good. Call me if you need anything."

"I will, bye."

"Bye."
Loki hung up the phone and walked back over to the couch, where he found Sherlock laying over the top of it. He sighed before sitting next to him. He never really liked dogs, and when Sherlock moved over and layed on his lap, Loki became increasingly more uncomfortable. He reached out and grabbed his book, and began to read more ignoring the sounds that came from the Black Screen. He looked back up and saw Hannah turn into the driveway. He glanced back up Hannah looked back at the Black Screen and Back to Loki. "Why were you watching Supernatural?" He glanced

at the clock. Six o'clock. As Hannah opened the door, he turned his head and saw she was holding a couple bags.

"Do you need any help?" Loki asked getting off the couch

"Yeah sure. Take this bag." Hannah handed him a small brown bag with grease stains on the bottom of the bag. "I hope you like burgers and fries."

Loki set the bag on the table and emptied its contents onto the the table. Two cheese burgers and 2 bags of fries. In Hannah's bag was their dessert, chocolate pudding. Loki sat at one end of the table, and Hannah sat down next to him and set down two caramel colored bottles on the table.

"What's that?" Loki pointed to the bottle laid out in front of him.

"Beer. Y'know, alcohol." Hannah took a sip of the beer.

"Oh beer. It's… I've never seen it bottled this way. In Asgard, we have it in barrels and pint sized goblets." Loki grabbed the bottle at it's neck. He took a small sip and smiled. "This is not bad. What is it called, the flavor anyway."

"Uhh, its an amber ale. Thats all I really know about the flavor."

Loki shrugged and took another sip. "This amber ale tastes fantastic. Do you have this with every meal?"

"No, not every meal, but, beer, burgers, and fries all put together can make any night great."

"I couldn't not agree more."

Loki did enjoy the cheeseburger, but not so much the fries. He passed them over to Hannah who seemed to enjoy them. "Here." He smiled

"Thank you." Hannah, grinned, and took the small bag. Loki and Hannah continued eating in silence. Once Loki finished he looked out and saw white puffs falling from the sky.

"Its snowing." Loki turned her head toward the window, looked back at Loki, and smiled.

"we'll go outside after dinner."

"But the snow is cold. How will we stay warm?"

"Trust me." Hannah finished her fries and stood up, heading over to the closet and grabbing a bag. Loki could not see why this bag had any relevance to the snow, at least until Hannah dumped out its contents: a few thick jackets, three wool hats, two pairs of boots, and plenty of mittens.

"Find a pair in your size." Hannah instructed, and Loki obeyed. Soon the two were dressed for the snow, and Hannah walked over to the front door.

"LEt's go!" She smiled, and opened the front door.

The frigid air bit into him as it hit his face. He did not want to go outside. He wanted to talk to Hannah, ask her how her day went, ask her why she named her dog Sherlock after Sherlock Holmes, and why humans drank coffee. But he went out anyway. He watched from the front steps of the door while Hannah ran around the yard smiling.

"Come on." She exclaimed

"No, Please." Loki chuckled. Hannah ran back to the porch and pulled him out into the snow that was already about 8 inches deep.

"Make a snow angel with me."

"I don't understand." Loki said as Hannah fell on her back and started moving her arms and legs apart, and back together again.

"Just do what I do." Hannah laughed

Loki scoffed and lay on his back, and looked up at the night sky. He didn't move his arms or legs as Hannah did. He lay still looking at the constellations and wondered if his brother missed him. He knew that of course, Odin didn't. All he had ever done was try and impress him. He just wanted to be treated as Thor's equal. He missed his brother, but he didn't want to go back to Asgard. He wanted to stay with Hannah. She was his home now. He wanted to be somewhere he wasn't ridiculed, and tormented for what he was. He had only spent two weeks on Midgard, but it had been a great two weeks. He meet some nice people who worked with Hannah, ate some interesting food, and listened to mortal music. But the best part was meeting Hannah. She invited him her home, and let him stay. She bought him food, and clothes, and gave him a place to sleep. Loki turned his head and saw Hannah thoroughly enjoying herself. Loki grinned and began to make a snow angel. Like Hannah had shown him, he began to move his arms and legs up and down, up and down, until the snow was packed underneath him. Accepting Hannahs hand up, he looked back at his creation. Sure, it wasn't as perfect as Hannah's but she'd practised her whole life. From where he stood, it almost seemed the two angels were holding hands.

"You guys made angels without me!" The sudden sound made Loki jump. He instinctively pulled Hannah behind him, and reached for his nonexistent dagger.

"Whoa, what's this all about? Were you two having a moment? Should I ship this?" Corryn grinned, and was pelted in the face with a snowball. Soon the two girls were at war, and Loki moved to the side, deep in thought. He never protected anyone. Well, accept for the ones he loved. But he didn't love Hannah, did he? She was just a mere mortal, wasn't she? He wanted someone to prove him wrong, but his heart told the truth. There was something special about her blonde, braided hair, and greenish blue eyes. But no. Loki wasn't here to find someone to care for. He was here to finish his life. But he couldn't help but feel that Hannah would be a part of it forever.

The next day was spent clearing the driveway and making sure that the pipes wouldn't freeze. Loki was hard at work with a shovel,moving the snow away from the car, when Hannah walked up to him.

"Hey I use a hand. Can you help me out?"

"Loki looked up and stopped shovelling. He rested his arm of the handle and said " what?"

"I have a few horses that need to be bathed and let loose in the pasture, and since Corryn hates the smell, I need you."

Loki blinked and set the shovel down in the packed snow. "Yeah okay, I'll come. And ,if I might add, why do you have horses? Don't you use cars to get around?"

"Yeah, but I have a heart for abused animals. They were abandoned and I rehabilitated them and later adopted them. Thats also how I got Sherlock."

"... And me?" Loki asked quietly.

Hannah stopped and looked at him in the eyes and said. "And you."

Loki looked down and blushed. An overwhelming sense of emotion washed over him. (get back to later)

Hannah and Loki walked down a small trail into the forest and into a few acres of land with a fenced in area and a large wooden stable in the the far corner. Whinnies and neighs we heard as the approached the gates. Hannah opened the gate and said, "I have 5 horses. Napoleon, Benedict, Boxer,Watson, and Molly." Loki walked into the barn and stopped at the nearest horse, Benedict. Benedict was light grey with black spots scattered across his body. He put one hand on his nose, and the other on his cheek.

"He likes you." Hannah said from behind bringing a black horse out of its stall. "He won't just let anyone pet him. He will barely let me groom him."

"I guess." Loki shrugged.

"Now, come help me move wash Watson down."

Loki left Benedict and followed Hannah down the corridor and outside to a sheltered area with a long hose and several buckets and soap handed the horse of to Loki to tie to a small post while she turned the hose on. She watered the horse down and quietly hummed to herself while doing so, while Loki soaped him down.

"What song are you humming?" He asked moving his hands across the horses back.

"It's called The Ballad of Mona Lisa."

"How does it go?"

Hannah was taken aback. "Since when are you so interested?"

Loki scoffed. "I'm just curious, Hannah."

Hannah half smiled and frowned and began to sing quietly to herself. "Say what you mean. tell me I'm right and let the sun rain down on me. Give me a sign I wanna believe. Whoa, Mona Lisa you're guaranteed to run this town. Whoa Mona Lisa I payed to see you frown."

"You have a lovely voice." Loki remarked

"Thank you. I don't normally do that so you should feel lucky."

Hannah and Loki continued to bathe the rest of the horses. Loki stayed quiet while Hannah shared her stories about how she had got each and everyone of them. Napoleon, a white colt, was the newest of the five. Hannah found him running around in the forest behind her house, and because nobody claimed him, she took him in. Benedict and Watson were found on the same ranch that had been abandoned. Boxer was yellow with a black mane. He was once a jumper, but after a nasty fall, the owner didn't want him anymore and left him at the vet. Molly was black with large splotches of black across her body. Molly, unlike the rest of the horses had not been abandoned, but was given to her by her father when she was younger.

After bathing and brushing all the horses down, they were turned loose outside to play. Loki and Hannah went out with. Napoleon pranced up to Loki and nudged him back.

"Hey there, Napoleon." Loki said hesitantly, unsure of what to do. He took a small step back, and Napoleon took a step forward. Another small step back, and another step forward. "Um….Go play with your horse friends okay? I'm not a horse."Loki shook his head no. The colt shook his head, and nudged Loki again. Loki looked at Hannah and begin to walk away from Napoleon and he followed close behind. Hannah laughed as Loki tried to get away from Napoleon who kept his pace with Loki. "Hannah this isn't funny!" Loki cried weaving himself in between the other horses that grazed on the grass. He turned and looked back at Napoleon and said, "I'm not your mother...or your father."

"It kinda is, Loki. I'm not going to deny it." Hannah snickered

"Just please call off your horse or something." He yelled back.

Hannah smiled like a child who had just pulled a nasty prank on someone and got away with it. She jogged over to Loki, who continued to walk away from Napoleon."Y'know you really shouldn't let a 3 month old colt boss you around like that. It's kinda embarrassing on your part." Loki rolled his eyes and huffed.

"Hey, you two having fun?" Corryn shouted walking up to the fence.

"Yes." Hannah answered

"No. No we are not." Loki proclaimed. Corryn climbed up on the fence, put one leg over and then the other and slid off into the pasture.

"Napoleon." Corryn had put out her hand holding three sugar cubes. Napoleon looked up and raced toward Corryn like he had completely forgotten Loki was there. Relived that Napoleon was no longer following him around, he walked over to Hannah and said sternly, "You will not repeat that to any living soul, do you understand?"

She gave him the 'are you kidding me look' and answered "Whatever you say."

"Hannah please." He whined

"I won't, don't worry about it."

"You have to pinky promise me." Loki said holding out his pinky to Hannah.

"How did you know about pinky promises?" Hannah locked her pinky in his

"Corryn told me." Loki twisted their pinkies and added, "If you break the promise, I'll break your pinky."

""Lets not do that okay, the whole breaking the pinky thing, okay? If I break the promise, I will let you pick out your flavor of waffles, okay?"

"Okay." Loki agreed , and they sealed the promise.