A/N: (I have big note at the end of this story...please read when your finished with this chapter!)

WELL I'M STILL HERE :DI want to thoroughly apologize for my absent. Life likes to pull me in all directions. I'm sorry for this being so small :( I originally made this chapter bigger, but I figured I should update instead of putting off the next section. Forgive me on grammar...I'll update mistakes if I spot any. Thanks to all who reviewed and my patient followers!

And for the record...I just wanted to remind you that Jane held the belief that Thor was killed by Loki at the Bifrost battle (until she saw Thor in the last chapter).

Also reminder, everything in italics are thoughts! ENJOY :)

Disclaimer: Still don't own the characters or Marvel.

"Oh, what a tangled web we weave...when first we practice to deceive."

-Walter Scott

Chapter 7

~Deception~

(Continued from last chapter)

A flowing red cape illuminated underneath the dim lightening, with a hammer at the figures side, and a head full of blond hair.

Jane's head began to spin.

"He will stop at nothing to have his vengeance on me...which puts her in absolute danger, " he said; quiet, but loud enough for her to hear.

"Perhaps you'd like to hear what she has to say for herself," Fury said, motioning in the direction of Jane.

The man's back stiffened. He looked up from Fury, and turned around.

Deep blue eyes met Jane's. His jaw tightened as he looked at her. "Lady Jane," his voice rasped.

His image blurred in her eyes. "Thor."

The God of Thunder had returned.

Whatever malice Thor held with Fury was gone. He focus only set on Jane. She blinked rapidly, refusing to let her tears fall. Jane had prepared herself for this moment to happen, if she ever saw Thor again, but in that very moment, she could in no way keep the composure that she had wished. She wanted to smile, leap into his arms, and never let go. She wanted to ask what had happened that had kept him away for so long. At the same time, she found herself possessing conflicting emotions. Despite her happiness, she wanted to yell at him for leaving her and walk away from him in spite of his return. So many questions raced across her mind, but as she tried to speak...nothing but air came out of her open mouth.

He stopped so that they were but a few feet apart. She closed her mouth, blushing and feeling like an idiot all of the sudden. Jane saw he wore new armor, showing his arms but still keeping the black and steel metal on his chest. Unlike the happiness that unusually danced in his eyes, deep lines etched on his head. He even appeared much older since their last visit. Something had changed in Thor...something that wasn't pleasant.

"Are you well?" He asked so softly that Jane could fairly hear it.

She swallowed hard. Am I well? She repeated to herself.

Puente Antingu...Erik...Tesseract...SHIELD...Fury...Couls on...

...Banner...Germany...Thor...Loki...

"Jane," Thor said while placing his hands on her shoulders. She finally looked up. Warmth radiated from his palms down into her arms. "Are you well?

She met his eyes again. TELL HIM. Her head screamed. JUST TELL HIM. LOKI CAME TO ME, THOR, AND I...I'm scared. She wanted this nightmare to be over. It would be so easy to tell him what his brother said to her. Questions swam in her head. Why her? Why now? Did his brother think that she was of some value to Thor? She...she had feelings for Thor, but she didn't know if he returned them. What if Loki was right? What if she wasn't the kind of woman Thor went out for?-

Stop it. She said to silence her thoughts. She could almost feel Loki smiling somewhere on the ship. He's getting into your head.

Thor looked at her, waiting for her to answer.

She swallowed hard. I should just tell him. I should just tell him and let this be over with.

Against her will, a recent memory came crawling back to the front of her mind. Loki's voice whispered in her ear.

Come with me willingly and quietly...Refuse my offer...and he will know pain before has ended. A bloody image of Erik with soulless blue eyes crossed into her.

Jane knew what she had to do to Thor.

Lie.

Jane stopped herself from trembling and pushed back her emotions. "You were gone...I thought you were dead...I had no-"

He nodded, looking at his hands on her shoulders. The sadness etched in his brows protruded deeper into his skin. "I swore to you, that I would return.

Conflicting emotions arose in Jane. Confusion. Saddness. Regret. Relief...but she felt an immense feeling of frustration.

What took you so damnlong? Where were you when Loki attacked? Where were you when Erik was taken? Where were you when I was being threatened by Loki?

Before she could speak, Fury piped in. "Well, now that we've catched up, I'm going to need everybody to move to the bridge." Fury met Jane's eyes. "You too, Foster."

"Absolutly not," Thor boomed.

Jane's eyes widened. "Excuse me?"

"Sir," Coulson said, trying to get Fury's attention.

Thor ignored Jane's outburst of sudden emotion. "Jane will no longer be apart this-"

"You have got to be joking." Jane placed her hands on her hips.

"Not now Jane," Thor said, holding his hand up.

Fury looked at Thor, amused. "You forget that Miss Foster is a vital asset to our team, having worked with the Tesseract."

"Then you shall receive no help of mine," Thor spat out bitterly. "I shall deal with Loki myself and take Jane-"

Fury crossed his arms. "I'll have you locked up before you even take a step off my ship."

"Sir," Coulson said again. Fury ignored him.

Thor glared at Fury. The tension in the hallway rose. "You dare threaten a Prince of Asgard?"

"A promise, your highness," Fury responded coolly.

Thor reached for his hammer at his side. Jane felt herself move quickly in between the large distance between Thor and Fury. "Okay hold up. You're both being ridiculous."

Thor looked at Jane sternly. "Jane, I must ask you to move so I may have words with the one-eyed mortal-"

"One eyed?-" Fury said with a laugh.

Coulson tried again. "-Sir-"

"-how original." Fury finished with a smirk.

"Please, both of you," She said again, louder. She turned her attention to Thor, and she felt her anger reach its peak. "How dare you dare you want to take me away from this. I am a grown woman and can make my own decisions. I was asked to be apart of this team, and I won't rest until I find Erik and the Tesseract."

"Erik?" Thor said, with his voice full of concern. "What happened?-"

Jane fought to keep her voice steady. "He's under Loki's hypnosis...and helping him assemble the Tesseract for his plans."

The vein in Thor's neck began to pump in anger. "Loki is going too far."

She swallowed hard, angry at the situation as well. "I know," She walked forward to him, "but Erik needs me." In more ways than you know.

Thor's eyes revealed his concern. "Jane, if something were to happen to you-"

She swallowed hard. "But nothing will." Lie. "Loki is contained," For good hopefully, "and I am needed here." Until Loki drags me away.

"Please, Thor," she said much quieter, so that only he could hear her. "I need to be here."

The prince in him wanted to remind her of his authority, but Thor knew that he could never inflict anything upon Jane. His absence away from her reminded him how much he cared for her and her opinion. She was the first person to remind him in a long time what it's like to have something worth fighting for, instead of glory. Jane saved him in ways she didn't even understand...nor did he. "I cannot sway your stance?" He asked.

"No," she answered with determination.

"I could take you away," Thor suggested.

Jane crossed her arms defensively. "I don't think you'd do that."

Thor regarded Jane for a moment, hoping for a moment that she could reconsider. She leveled her gaze evenly, letting him know her finale answer.

Thor looked over to Fury. "You swear to me that she will be safe."

Fury nodded.

Thor paused but then nodded as well. "Then I offer my hand and the protection of Asgard to your cause."

Jane didn't know how rigid she was standing until she let her shoulders relax after Thor's words. He would have had no idea what he would have done to Erik had he forced Jane to leave the hellicarrier, unable to fufill her deal with Loki.

"Sir," Coulson said once more. He finally captured Fury's attention. "Chamber 091 is ready for inspection."

Fury nodded. "Hill, Take Miss Foster and Thor up to bridge. Coulson, make sure Stark doesn't get lost and mess up my ship."

"Yes, sir," They both replied in unison.

Thor and Jane fell into step together as they followed Agent Hill. Awkwardness sat between them. She felt like the extreme bashfulness creep up upon her like the times when she first met Thor. She fiddled with her hands, hating that she fell back into it out of habit. She wondered why their walk to the bridge was taking much longer than usual. Thor sensed her discomfort, but he didn't show it.

Unable to take the silence any longer, Jane decided to speak up.

"Thor-"

"-Jane."

(They both said, overlapping each other.)

Jane's mouth flickered into a small smile and spoke. "You first."

"We still have much to discuss," Thor said.

Before Jane could respond, Agent Hill had began talking to two other agents now walking with them.

"Perhaps when the time serves us right," Thor said.

It took her awhile to understand that privacy in SHIELD was nearly impossible. "Don't worry," she found herself saying. "I have questions."

He smiled for the first time since returning. "I would not have expected anything else."

Whatever anger she had for him, it faded away for the moment. She was glad Thor returned, and she felt for the first time in six months, a small section of happiness had returned to her from her former life. Jane knew like there was still unfinished business they needed to talk about...but it could wait. She was glad to have Thor back.

Ding.

The elevator doors opened.

Loki stood in the center of the small group of guards that surrounded him in full armor. He was quite flattered with the amount of interest the humans were giving him in their amusing brigade of soldiers surrounding him. Although he did not find the shackles on his wrists to be comfortable, he did not convey a single emotion about it. Two guards took him by his shoulders and moved him through a doorframe. It was a large hexagonal room. At the center of the area, sat a large glass chamber. It was a circular structure and was surrounded by large metal clamps. The doors to it opened, and he was moved inside.

One of the guards—a younger one, Loki could tell—stepped foreword to unshackle Loki from his chains. He could not have been more than twenty years of age. Loki could feel the trembling beneath the boys skin as he did his tasked. The younger soldier saw Loki's smile, and it drove him to do his task faster. Loki said nothing as the soldiers departed, and he felt a new presence enter the room. This body wanted to be unnoticed, which was nearly impossible with the Loki in the room.

The large glass door closed with a clank... closing him in as an official prisoner of war.

And Loki had to contain himself from laughing at the thought.

The man stood in front of the prison panel, staring at Loki. Loki kept his emotionless and steady gaze as he watched Nick Fury emerge from the shadows of the room. Unlike the soldiers Loki had met, he observed the coolness Fury radiated. He held himself to be a man whose experience was worn on his sleeve. It unsettled Loki to compare the mortal to Odin...but their similarity with only possessing one eye was too easily to connect.

It also irritated Loki to see the man still alive, when he wanted him dead from the start. Like Barton, Loki found Fury to be a skilled soldier...and not one that he wanted to be up against. However, despite the notch in his plan, Loki found the challenge of destroying Fury and his team to be quite entertaining.

"In case it's unclear," Nick Fury said. "You try to escape... you so much as scratch that glass." Fury pressed a button, which unlocked a airlock directly underneath Loki's cage.

Loki looked down seeing the image of the sky emerge below him.

"Thirty thousand feet," Fury shouted over the sound of the air filling the room, "straight down in a steel trap. You get how that works?"

Fury pressed the same button, closing the airlock.

"Ant," Fury said pointing to Loki. He then referred back to the button, which would reopen the airlock. "Boot."

Loki chuckled. Loki admired a man with a sense of humor in times of war. "It's an impressive cage," he said, complimenting Fury. "Not built, I think, for me," he said with a slight smile. Fury kept his gaze, unfazed by Loki's hinting comment.

Good, Loki thought, keeping his smirk. Fury did well to hide his emotions, but Loki was a master as deciphering any reaction. He knows I do not lack intelligence of this ship and its inhabitants.

"Built for something a lot stronger than you," Fury said with a glare.

Loki smiled again. He recalled the tiny, male scientist he passed on his route to the prison...the 'key' to his plan.

Loki looked up to the glass eye which was attached to the ceiling of the room...which Barton told him was a form of Midgardian technology called a 'camera.' He smirked into the lens, knowing who would be watching. "Oh, I've heard."

Loki made it apparent to look like he was slightly disturbed by what he was about to say next. "The mindless beast, makes play to be the man."

Loki turned his attention back to Fury. "How desperate are you? You call on these lost creatures to defend you."

Fury's stare intensified as he stepped closer to the glass. "How desperate am I? You threaten my world with war. You steal a force you can't hope to control. You talk about peace and you kill cause it's fun. You have made me very desperate. You might not be glad that you did."

"Ooh," Loki said in a taunting tone...for he knew of the real reason of Fury's desperation. "It burns you to come so close. To have the Tesseract, to have power, unlimited power, and for what? A warm light for all mankind to share, and then to be reminded what real power is."

Fury smirked. "Yeah, well, you let me know if Real Power wants a magazine or something," he said as he sauntered away.

"One more thing," Loki said. He did not need to glance up at the camera to know who was watching.

Fury stopped walking, but did not turn around.

Knowing Loki had his attention, he spoke. "Do give my regards to Miss Foster."

Fury turned around, now looking at Loki openly.

"I do hope she has made a full recovery," Loki said with gentle smile. He turned away from Fury, having finished his purpose.

Loki heard the faint sound of the door closing behind Fury. He smiled and looked up into the camera again. He didn't say a word, but his expression told all.

Jane Foster, he thought as he looked into the camera. Miss me?

A/N: tadaaaaa there is chapter 7!

I need your guys' opinion please. I just re-read my writing and I picked up on this feeling that there are not enough like Loki and Jane moments (if I was a reader). In other words, I feel like I'm putting them off too much.(ex- Like they aren't thinking of each other as much when they are apart.) Idk maybe I'm tired and over thinking... but I just think it would seem out of character for them if I wrote them too be like "omg this woman captivates me" or "I have feelings for him and I don't want to" this early. Again in other words, I don't want to spring their connection to early in this fic. and plus the Avengers portion of the story is just like "part 1" of my story. AM I CRAZY? do you understand what I'm confused about? If not please just say "shut up please" or if I am please let me know and I'll try to answer you/work on it.

Also, if any of you are not new to this story...I moved around some more text into the first chapter (don't worry, if you already read it...all I did was move the beginning section from part 2 into part 1...this is just for future reference...) Just felt like the first chapter needed that push by the second chapter. So if your confused as to seeing this be a chapter 6 instead of a chapter 7...don't worry...your not crazy :)

I HAVE A TUMBLR!

It's a Tom/Loki/Lokane theme :) url: l- o- k- i- hiddleston .tumblr. com (just take out the spaces) but link is on my prolife! Ask me questions and I'll post updates on how my writing is doing, so you guys will know if I'm early or late for an update.

I also would like to dedicate this chapter to the wounded and fallen victims of the witnesses both present and online to the occurrence of "Hall H" at San Diego Comic Con...for I was wounded via Tumblr. Tom Hiddleston...literally shot and arrow right in my feels...he was just so AMAZING.

SWEET MAMA IN HEAVEN THE NEW THOR 2 TRAILER...

the

mother

effing

slap.

"I like her"

FEELS. I CAN'T GUYS. IT'S HAPPENING.

WHO CARES ABOUT THAT FOSTERSON KISS IN THE END, THAT SLAP WAS PURE LOKANE MOMENT. WOOOOHOOOOOOOO!

I'm done. Goodbye. I need November to come sooner. So thoughts on this chapter? My perplexing question of your opinion with this fic? PLEASE GOOD OR BAD (insert give of loki's "TELL MEEE"). If you need to vent your Loki feels about comic con/ if you were there? Your thoughts about the Thor 2 trailer? That review box is calling your name my friends...

I am back in school...I'll try to update as soon as I can. I am aiming for September...but I honestly am not setting a permanent date. But who knows? Life could get supper hectic...or it could mellow out and leave me with writing time. Again, I thank you for your patience immensely. But to keep you on your toes, perhaps a little Stark joining us next time...maybe some more Loki time? ya never knowwww :)

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