Okie doke. So I have seen the Avengers movie. Three times. I kept thinking the whole time about little bits of conversation or untold scenes that could have happened between Veronica and Loki. These next few updates will probably be small drabbles of 'deleted scenes' and one-shots concerning the possibility of Veronica being in the movie. They are in no way connected to my original series other than the relationship the two share. Please no flames! XD

Loki turned this way and that as he examined himself in his mortal attire. Perhaps these humans were on to something. These clothes- though alien to him- were a bit more comfortable than the armor he was so used to wearing.

Classical music drifted up to him from the party downstairs and he was able to detect the mortal language of German being spoken over a microphone. It was calm and happy- so different from what he had planned to take place just minutes away. He fingered the metal device in his pocket in anticipation for what was to come. He had not gained signal from that infernal Agent Barton that he was in the clear to act.

So here he stood, waiting in the deserted hallway as the happy murmurs of those mortals wen ton below him. He looked past his reflection in the darkened window out onto the streets of Germany. Mortals scurried around like insects going about their daily lives. How pathetic.

A slight rustling behind him made him turn his head slightly, ears pricked for who or what was behind him. He felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up as though an electrical current was pulsing across him and he knew who it was immediately. Her…

"It is impolite to spy, My Dear Veronica," he said smoothly as his wife stepped from the shadows. He turned to face her full on then. She had cut her hair and it hung below her chin, brushing a bit around the tender skin of her throat when she walked. She was dressed in a blue- off the shoulder gown that mirrored the blue of her eyes perfectly. He smirked as she came closer.

"You have told me so in the past," she murmured. "What are you doing here?"

He smiled as he stepped closer to her, taking note that she was looking him over from head to foot. "I believe the question is what are you doing here, dear? I am here on… business."

Veronica crossed her arms across her chest even tighter. "I was invited on behalf of SHIELD. Apparently the man that is speaking is on the brink of new discoveries and SHIELD wants to keep an eye on them."

Loki tilted his head slightly, meeting her gaze and cupping her chin in his large , cold hand. "I've not seen you in so long," he murmured as he kissed her forehead. She shivered. He almost forgot that Barton was to be calling him soon. The anticipation of what might come continued to build between them as Loki hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her to him.

Veronica inhaled sharply, catching the familiar scent of cologne he always wore when he was dressed in mortal wear. "They told me you are planning something big," she said breathlessly. Loki rolled his eyes. SHIELD never gave him the hype he deserved.

"That would be an understatement, dear," he mumbled as he pressed his lips to hers. She didn't fight him, but she still refused to give into him... She just stood there motionless while he pressed his lips to hers.

"I don't want to know," she said as she stepped away from him. He pulled her back in roughly.

"I think you do, Love," he said. This time he forced himself upon her, claiming her lips, her neck… any bit of flesh he could find. She wound her fingers into the green scarf that hung about his neck after a few seconds, pulling him closer as she succumbed to him. He didn't stop until he heard her let out a breathy groan… and his pager went off, signifying Barton was ready for the plan to begin.

"But we shall see each other again soon. That I am sure of," he said as he unhooked her hands from the scarf. A bit of confusion entered her eyes. Did she really not know what he had done? He had killed her precious species, infiltrated Barton's will. He decided not to question it. "Soon," he said as he bowed gracefully to her. "If you will excuse me I have a matter to tend to. I would suggest you leave the premises as soon as you can. Things may get nasty." And with that he took off down the hall, heading for the marble white staircase that would lead him to the party.

Her blue eyes flashed dangerously but she did not argue. "I will stop you if you try anything," she called after him. He had reached the railing at that point and he rolled his eyes as he turned around. He brought his palm to his hand, calling forth an enchantment as he brought his fingertips to his mouth. He kissed them lightly before pretending to blow the kiss towards her. instead, an enchantment met her and a glazed look entered her eye. She stood there for a moment before blinking and turning to walk towards the exit.

Sorry, Love, but it had to be done. After he was satisfied that the enchantment had held, he turned again, brandishing his staff as he pranced down the marble staircase. He had a job to do after all and he was not one to let a woman hinder him.

Soooo…. Yeah. That was one that kept bugging me. Like I said, it had nothing to do with the other stories other than the attraction and such between the two. *Shrugs* I still have a few more ideas if anyone is interested, just let me know. :D