Loki is finally starting to calm the freak down. I'm glad I'm almost done with this. Finally, another story I'd be done and over with! Then I can start on the ones I've been dying to write and share with you all!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ORIGINAL MARVEL CHARACTERS, THEY ALL BELONG TO STAN LEE AND THE OTHER CREATORS. ANY OTHER CHARACTER IS MINE.
"There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment."
-Sarah Dessen
I checked Loki for broken bones, but he was only bruised. He dressed himself, his silky shirt sliding over his pale, muscular frame.
Wait, what?! What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head to get the delicious mental image of Loki out. I moved away from him, focusing on my ruined cape instead. I sighed, dusting it off and placing it back over my shoulders, tying it in place. I'm not too fond of my body so revealing. I glanced back over at Loki, he was putting the rest of his armor in place, but stole glances at me when he thought I wasn't looking.
Why haven't I noticed how incredibly beautiful he is? My eyes lingered on his chiseled jaw, they traveled across to his full lips. His tongue slid out, licking at dried blood on the corner of his mouth. I looked up, trying to get a glimpse of his eyes. I jumped slightly when I caught him staring.
"Why do you do that?" He asked, anger in his voice.
I swallowed hard. "Do what?" My eyes shifted nervously around the messy room.
"Stare at me. Studying me, like I am going to attack."
I chanced a look at him, my heart raced in my chest. At least he doesn't know the real reason why I am staring. "Well, are you?"
"No. I trust you, Goddess." He sat on the low platform. "I have no reason to harm anyone now."
"Well..." I moved over to sit next to him. "I'm glad to hear that."
He stared at me, I glanced away. "I should-" I started to get up, but he pulled me back down.
"Now that I look, you do not resemble Vetura as much. You look younger, more playful, like a child." He smiled.
"Gee, thanks." I spat, jerking my arm away from him.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" He searched my face with worried eyes.
I sighed, leaning my elbows against my knees and placing my head in my hands. "A girl doesn't want to hear that. She doesn't want to look like a child. She wants to look beautiful, adult like."
"You are."
I blushed. "Thanks..."
We sat in awkward silence. I shifted uncomfortable away from him. I couldn't stand the quiet any longer. "So, you're not so bad when you're not being like, evil."
He cracked a smile. "Thank you, Goddess."
"Yeah..." I tore my eyes away from him.
"Can anyone hear me?! I can shut off the portal!" Natasha's voice shouted in my ear.
"Do it!" Captain shouted back.
"And hurry!" I added while running out to the ledge.
"Wait!" Stark yelled.
"What do you mean wait?!" Captain shouted.
I searched for him, he was standing just below Stark's tower, looking up past me.
"I have a nuke coming in, and I know just where to put it." Stark said, a smile in his voice.
I picked at the trim of my cape nervously, eyes scanning the sky for any sign of the Iron Man. He flew by quickly, heading for the bridge. Loki limped over to me. "What is it?"
"They know how to stop it." I replied, watching his face.
His eyebrows rose. "Really?"
I was scared that he would try to stop them. My hand grasped his arm tightly. He looked down, shock plain on his face. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. "Do not trust me, Goddess?"
I stared him straight in the eye and said nothing. A small chuckle escaped his throat as he looked up. "Do not worry, I do not blame you. I would not trust myself either if I were you. They do not call me the God of Mischief for nothing."
I swallowed hard, tightening my grip on his arm 'til my nails dug in. He winced, just a bit, but did not pull away. We watched as Stark flew towards the portal with the nuclear bomb. I prayed that he'd come back safe and sound. A bright flash blinded my eyes for a moment, then it was gone. Stark did not fly back. "Shut it down." Captain said quietly.
I looked away, tears stung the corners of my eyes. Loki moved away from me, walking back inside and muttering under his breath. I crouched down, wrapping my arms around my knees as silent tears fell down my cheeks. I didn't want to watch the portal close on Tony Stark. Didn't care that the chitauri fell to the ground, now lifeless bodies.
Tony had saved us. He saved us all. And he risked his own life to do it.
I screamed, depressing, mournful screams. My hands gripped the side of my head, my eyes squeezed shut to block out their sorrowful eyes.
I should've known this would happen. Why would I think this would be cool and fun? No. It's not. I should've expected the pain and sadness when you lose a comrade.
Thor's laughter made me jump. "Brave warrior, he is!"
My head shot up, searching for an iron body. And there he was! Stark flying at us at a remarkable speed! I laughed, jumping up to wave at him. But there was something wrong, he wouldn't slow down.
"Why is he not slowing down?" Thor's voice was panicky over the earpiece.
Stark started to get dangerously close, not slowing down at all. He was passing the tops of the buildings when a huge green mass jumped at him. The Hulk smashed into a building while carrying Stark. He jumped down, landing next to Thor and Captain America. I flew down to meet them, wiping away wet tears.
Thor tore off the iron mask. Stark's eyes were closed, his mouth partly open. I gulped, placing at hand on his metal arm. "Tony?" I croaked.
The Hulk roared, nearly making me fall back on my bottom. It shocked Stark awake, his eyes flew open and he gasped, taking in deep breaths of air. "Wh-What happened?"
We broke into goofy smiles. I laughed at his shocked expression. "You idiot! You had us all scared crapless!"
He sighed, grinning up at us. He looked around, noticing all the dead chitauri. "Woo, yeah. Good job guys. Hey, let's take a few days off. How about Shwarma's? It's a little food joint just around the corner. I don't know what the heck it is, but I've always wanted to try it out."
I giggled, nodding my head in agreement. Captain smirked, his head tilting upwards at Stark's building. "We're not done yet."
Stark followed his gaze, sighing. "Then Shwarma's after?"
We grinned, agreeing to his ridiculous request. We caught up with Hawkeye and Black Widow, then made our way up Stark's tower to meet Loki. He sat on the platform, his head in his hands. When he heard us walk towards him, his head tilted up. He stared at Stark, a small smile forming on his lips. "I will take that drink now if it is the same to you."
Hawkeye raised an eyebrow, placing an arrow on his bow and aiming it at Loki's head. I stepped in front of him. "Look, I know he did a horrible thing, but-"
"No 'but's', Snow. Move out of the way." Captain said, a frowning on his face.
I shifted uncomfortable under their gaze. "It's just... When we were in here, he changed. A bit. He didn't even attack me." I blushed as they stared.
"Probably because he had nothing to attack you with." Natasha held up the scepter for me to see.
"That's not it. He didn't attack me because he knew it was wrong. He admitted it. He deserves-"
"He deserves nothing, move out of the way!" Stark shouted.
I took a step back, surprised by his outburst. "But-"
"I almost died because of him." Stark growled. "And if you stand in the way, you will get the same punishment as him."
I clenched my hands into fists. "I don't care. He helped me learn about my healing abilities and he forgave me, well Vetura, for what she had done. He knew he was wrong, he was in a dark place."
"That is no excuse!" Hawkeye shouted. "He brainwashed me, sent his army on thousands of innocent people, and almost killed Stark because they sent out a nuclear bomb! And you think we should forgive him?"
"I think we shouldn't kill him, at least!" I cried. My eyes moved to Captain. "Please." I could feel another round of tears coming on. I didn't want to cry, not because of something like this. They would think I was a baby and couldn't handle being here. But do I even want to be here?
"We'll talk to Fury." Captain said at last. I smiled at him, he turned away. "Thor, secure him."
"As you wish."
Fury had decided to let Thor take Loki back home for his punishment, along with the tesseract. Tony and Clint didn't look at me or talk to me for a while. I was hurt and upset by it, but I also deserved it. Natasha was slightly disappointed in me as well, but said she couldn't hold it against me because I was doing it out of love. Which confused me. "I'm not in love with Loki."
She smirked. "Whatever you say, Snow." Was her reply before leaving me alone.
Fury gave me a few minutes to speak with Loki. I didn't know what to say. He wouldn't look at me or talk, just like the others. I sighed, sitting next to him in a chair.
We sat in a small room with only a table drilled to the floor a few chairs around it. The room was black and only had one light, which hung over the table.
"I hope they don't punish you too bad over there." I mumbled, rubbing my forearms. "Even though you do deserve it."
He nodded slightly, eyes focused on the dark corners of the room.
I sighed again. "Just try to be on your best behavior, Loki." I stood to go, but his cuffed hands grabbed my wrist. I looked at him. He pulled me down towards his face, pressing his warm lips against mine. This time the kiss was longer, sweeter, and more gentle. Who knew an evil guy like him could be so gentle?
He pulled away. "Thank you, Goddess."
I smiled. "I wish you wouldn't call me that."
"But you are. You are beautiful, powerful, and have the wisdom as one. You deserve the title." He looked down at the floor. "And I did not deserve Vetura. I was horrible to her. I treated her like she was a human, like she was scum. No wonder she turned to my brother for love and comfort."
I pulled my hand away from him, placing both hands on either side of his face and forcing him to look at me. "Either way, she shouldn't have done that. She should have said something to you." I gently rubbed his jawline. "You deserve love, Loki. Everyone does."
"Then love me." He gripped onto the front of my sweater. "Come with me to Asgard, show me what it is like to be loved."
I stared at him in shock. "I-I can't. My home is here. We barely know each other." I shook my head sadly. "I'm sorry... But my family... And my friends."
"You can visit whenever you want! Just come with me! Maybe if I have you with me, I will not want to take over the world." Loki pulled me toward him.
"Maybe?" I raised an eyebrow. "And you are planning on trying again?"
"I said want." Loki smiled. "But if you are there... By my side... I would not care about such stupid things."
"Stupid is right." I laughed. He stared at me with such a serious expression, how could I refuse? "You're horrible." He cocked his head in question. I blushed. "Using your cute charm to convince me to go." He grinned, making me sigh and practically melt. "I will come... But I want to visit my friends first, and family."
He nodded.
Just one more chapter and I'm done! I am so tired right now. It's 3 in the flippin' morning. My niece and nephew got my schedule all mixed up. More like my sister... She likes to keep me up all night. Pft, and she wonders why I sleep all morning/afternoon.
song of the moment: none
