Just a chapter full of a bit of fluff and Loki being a pain in the butt. Just to let everyone know, Raven and Malmury are both my Ocs and I am twisting The Morrigan to how I want her in the story, but she is based on the Celtic Goddess of the same name.

Translation:

Godt gjort min søte, hadde vi ikke engang merke: Good job my sweet, we did not even notice


Bruce groaned as he rolled his shoulders, his back and neck stiff from tension and stress. Somehow in the chaos of everyone showing up, Tony had suggested to Director Fury that it would be a fantastic idea for people to share rooms so that they feel slightly safer, and have someone on the team to lean on in case The Morrigan decides to destroy their city.

And somehow Tony had managed to get Bruce sharing a room with Grace! He had already blushed more in the past day then he had since high school. Grace had no problem getting changed in front of him, and he had caught a lot more of her skin then he would have liked.

Not to mention he had just spent the rest of the afternoon doing health checks and blood works on all new S.H.I.E.L.D members, the only one he didn't catch was Grace, who had vanished when Nick said they would need to take blood work from her. Taking a guess that she would be in their room, he made his way there, ignoring the fearful looks some of the new agents gave him as he walked past.

Pushing the door open to the room he was instantly assaulted by the sound of rain coming from a small CD player, frowning as he walked in to the room and shut the door, he saw Grace sitting on her bed Indian style with her hair up in a bun and her eyes closed, meditating.

Taking his chance to change his top whilst she seemed to be distracted, he quickly started to undo the buttons of his shirt. "Leave it off and get on the bed..." His fingers halted on the second last button as Grace spoke, his cheeks instantly flaming red.

"W-w-what?" He managed to gasp out, looking over his shoulder at her. She was still sitting in the same position with her eyes closed, but she had a slight smile on her face.

"You heard me, take your shirt off and lay on the bed on your stomach. Just trust me, Bruce. If I wanted to hurt you I would have set up a trap to get you unaware when you came in the door." She opened her eyes slowly and stared in to his, her eyes showing that she was not hiding anything from him. "Not give you a warning..."

Bruce rolled his eyes and thought it best to just go along with it, for some reason he trusted her even more then he had ever trusted Callie. Pulling his shirt off and letting it fall to the ground, he got on to his bed and lay on his stomach. "Now what?" He asked, watching as she stood up from the bed and walked over to him.

"Shut up and relax. And if you don't, I'll handcuff you to the bloody bed until you learn to relax!" Grace moved to sit on the bed, a small bottle of oil in her hands. "No doubt you are going to worry that if you relax the other guy will come out. But, he probably won't, unless relaxing pisses you off."

"Grace... I don't think this is a good..." Bruce's complaint was cut short as Grace straddled his upper thighs. "G-G-Grace!" He buried his face in his pillow, not wanting her to see his blush. He shivered as the cool oil touched his skin, and clenched his eyes shut as her hands started to gently work it in to his muscles. He let out a small moan as her thumbs started to press out a knot at the base of his neck. "Oh god... Press harder..." He mumbled, his face still flaming, but another groan of content escaped his parted lips as she pressed her thumbs deeper in to the knot to work it out.

"You don't always have to be so tense, Bruce." Grace said as she moved her hands away from the knot and started to work on another one, watching as his body finally started to relax. "You've got it under control, relaxing is not having a slip in control, it's realising that your control is so good that you don't need to always be on guard."

"What if I kill more people?" Bruce asked, moving his head to the side so it was resting on his arms, his eyes half closed.

"Don't talk or think like that for now Bruce." Grace whispered, bending down and shyly placing a kiss on his cheek. "Just relax, I'm here... I might not be much, but I knocked out a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, that's gotta count for something!" She grinned as he let out a sleepy chuckle and went back to working on his the knots in his back.

"You know I still need to get your blood work done..."

"Don't talk of that either."

Bruce let out another moan as Grace's fingers trailed down his back, he had heard long ago how sexual a massage could be, but he never thought he would be one to find it sexual, but as Grace's fingers slid up his spine, he couldn't help the shiver of excitement that followed them.

He let out a small whimper as her weight lifted off his thighs and she moved away from him, only to lay on her side next to him in the bed. "Is it wrong for me to want this alien thing to stay around for a little bit so that I can keep hanging around?" She asked in a whisper, her fingers reaching out to gently play with one of his curls.

"What makes you think Fury is going to let you go back to Australia without keeping tabs on you?" Bruce asked, moving to his side so he could pull her up against him with an arm wrapped around her waist, he then blushed extremely hard as she moved against his erection. SHIT! He thought, thinking she would say something, but instead she just cuddled him.

"I could go somewhere with you..." Grace said, smiling when he looked alarmed. "You know, travel a little bit and to learn more about radiation and medicine. I saw you pop that guys shoulder back in after Loki 'accidentally' pushed him down the stairs for looking at Callie. It seems interesting..."

"You would go with me just to learn things?"

"Mate, I've known you for just over a month, I'm not Callie, I take things slower then a turtle! And I need to make sure that they will go somewhere before I even contemplate taking them!"

With that sentence, Bruce finally understood something that had been plaguing him since he first found himself attracted to Grace. He had been with Callie because he had wanted her, he had wanted to be just like her, able to show affection in public without fear of being shunned or judged, be able to trust himself and let go just like she wanted him to. But with Grace, he was coming to realise that he needed her, he needed the constant companionship that she gave him without wanting what he couldn't give her.

With barely a second thought he closed the distance between their lips and pressed his against hers gently and affectionately, smiling softly as she returned the kiss and placed her hand gently on his skin. The kiss was nothing that he had experienced before, shy in nature yet filled with an underlying promise on both sides.

"Bruce, Fury needs us in the..." Tony said as he pushed the door open and stopped dead. "Never mind, I'll go and deal with it, you... You have fun here buddy!" He retreated out of the room with a smirk on his face as he shut the door.

"Better get going." Bruce said, blushing just as hard as Grace.

"Get a shirt on first, Bruce." Grace replied, her cheeks flame red as she hurried away to sit on her bed and collect a book. "And don't kill him..." She added, grinning as Bruce did the buttons up on his purple shirt, she was really starting to love that shirt on him.

"See ya."

"Bye."


Callie flinched in annoyance as another can of beans exploded behind her as she walked past it in the aisle, once again Hella burst in to silent squeals of pure delight and Loki looked around innocently.

Why had she agreed to do the shopping for dinner?

Loki had put a spell on himself so that if anyone that wasn't part of his family looked at him, he would look completely different. Of course he had a decoy back at the S.H.I.E.L.D base so that Fury would not realise he was gone and freak out, then again with everything he'd been doing in the store, it wouldn't be that hard to put two and two together.

Already an elderly lady had her hair changed to bubble gum pink, a teenager had been chased down an aisle with a crumpet packet hitting him over the head and the bottles of milk had started to moo loudly whenever someone picked them up. With a small flick of his wrist, the last bake bean can on the shelf exploded, covering a business man who had been staring at Callie's behind.

Ok, that one deserved it... Callie thought, not wanting anyone else to hear their conversation. She turned down in to the lolly aisle and almost turned back around, but Loki had already started down it.

I am merely making the experience fun for Hella... Loki replied, picking up a packet of skittles and looking at them with a curious expression. I saw you having a conversation with the man-beast this morning.

He was apologising to me, Loki. For hurting my heart with the fact that I wasn't what he wanted. He couldn't trust himself around me, I personally don't believe he could ever trust himself around someone. Though I do pray that he will find a way to trust Grace and let her in, the guy needs some happiness in his life...

And I do not, Callie?

You have me, Loki and you have Hella. I am yours and always will be.

What changed your mind?

"The fact you came back." Callie said, stopping in front of the marshmallows and looking up in to Loki's eyes. "You came back and didn't run as soon as they let you out. You are fighting alongside us to save this planet, and you are helping me with Hella as if she was your own daughter. I didn't want to forgive you, Loki. I didn't want to listen to my heart, but when I saw you in that clearing, holding Hella and ready to help us..." Callie trailed off, looking away at the ground and frowning as he gently lifted her chin with his index finger, bringing his lips down to press against hers.

"I've always wanted a family again." He whispered, kissing her once more before standing up and making the whole other end of the lolly aisle explode in a colourful display of miss matched lollies, wrappers and a very, very disgruntled worker who had to clean the mess up.

"You just can't bloody help yourself, can you?" Callie asked in an exasperated tone, before moving along to continue the shopping. "You stop laughing, I swear you'll be as bad as him when you grow..." LOKI YOU SON OF A BITCH YOU TAUGHT HER TO PICKPOCKET! SHE HAS SOMEONES WALLET!

Loki grinned happily as he plucked the wallet from Hella's hands, giving her a small kiss on the forehead in congratulations. "Godt gjort min søte, hadde vi ikke engang merke " He whispered, before dropping the wallet and leading Callie away with an arm around her waist.


The language Loki and Callie speak randomly through out this story (Thor will also speak it) is Norwegian :D