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Chapter 9

Amusement Park Fun

(Loki's POV)

"What are you doing?" I ask confused.

"Cheering you up," she exclaims, grinning. I frown, not understanding why cheering me up means dragging me down to her father's cars.

"Are we going somewhere?" I ask then, choosing to follow her instead of being dragged.

"Yes!" she grins.

When she continues smiling at me, without explaining further, I sigh and say, "You're not going to tell me where, are you?" As I say it I can't help smile slightly.

She only shakes her head at my question, before placing herself on the driver's seat. I go to the other side of the car to sit down.

"Fine then," I say, trusting her.


(Emma's POV)

"What is this?" Loki asks, looking confused. He looks overwhelmed by all the people, all the color, all the noise.

"An amusement park!" I'm possibly beaming as I look at him, I know. But I really love amusement parks.

Loki doesn't look impressed, though. "Am I supposed to be amused then?" He raises an eyebrow.

I chuckle. "No, but you will be. I'm tired of you moping around. I'll make you forget about Odin and Asgard. Come on!" And by that I drag him with me to the ticket booth, buying us a ticket each.

"What do you want to try first?" I ask him once we're inside.

He shrugs. "You know I've never been to an amusement park before, right Emma?"

"Yeah, I know. But you might have an opinion anyway." I shrug, still smiling. "No?" I say, when he's just sighing, though I see the way his eyes are shining. "Okay then, I somehow don't think the wild rides are going to be a problem for you, so let's try a rollercoaster!"


"I've flown in a wagon drawn by goats steered by Thor more than a hundred times, and I'm supposed to find this wild?" Loki says, raising an eyebrow elegantly. We're standing close to the line to the rollercoaster, looking up at the ride and the people screaming on it.

I chuckle. "More than a hundred times?" He continues staring, though I can see a smile beginning to bloom in the corner of his mouth. "You don't have to think it's wild to enjoy it, though, Loki."

"Fine," he says and I smile and move to stand in the line. But before I can move, Loki grabs my hand. I look questioning at him. "You said I should enjoy myself." He smiles and tugs me along to the line. I smile to myself, hopefully this will make him happy again.

"What are you smiling about?" he teases as I stand next to him.

"You," I answer.

"I didn't know you were so sappy, Emma," he smirks.

I laugh, "Come on, we both know you like it."

"Do we?" he challenges. I nod enthusiastically and pull him into a kiss, which we have to break to move forward in the line. "I guess you're right." I smirk at him teasingly.

"Of course I am."

Before we know it we're at the front of the line, being let on the rollercoaster.

"Ready?" I ask him, when we've both been strapped in properly.

"Why wouldn't I be?" he challenges again. This time I only grab his hand as a response.


After the rollercoaster, which we rode four times because we both loved it, we ride the bumper cars, which are funny, but much more my type of fun than Loki's. We have just tried the drop tower, which, again, we both like a lot, so we try that a few times too. Now we're in the line to the Ferris wheel, once again engaged in a heated kiss.

"You do know Clint and Natasha are following us, right?" Loki asks me, after we break apart.

I widen my eyes. "Umm no, they're following us?" He nods. I frown, "Hmm, I should have guessed they would." But then I smirk, "You want to tease them?"

Loki chuckle. "Always. What did you have in mind?" His arms are wrapping me in a loose hug as we speak.

"What about we sneak behind them instead? Where are they watching from?"

"Natasha's behind that hotdog stall to my left. Clint's on top of the stall next to it. He's hiding behind the sign. Don't look."

I smile. "Think we can escape them?"

Loki smirks. "Of course. On three?"

I nod and grab his hand. "One."

"Two."

"Three," I say and we step out of the line to push into the big crowd surrounding the ride, quickly turning a corner. We're mixing between the people, turning corners so fast I lose every sense of direction. Luckily Loki seems to have it completely under control, like he's done this before, which I'm sure he has. It almost seems like he's been here a thousand times before, like he knows the exact layout of the park; of course I know he hasn't, though.

I'm also pretty sure that even though Loki's busy navigating us between the people, turning corners and going down alleys, he's also keeping track of our stalkers. I let myself be led and then suddenly I see Natasha's telltale red hair in front of us.

We come to a stop, still a few meters behind Natasha. Loki pulls me behind a stall, from which we can observe her from.

She's looking around, clearly observing, then she taps her ear twice, to turn her talking device on I'm sure.

"I lost sight of the target. Do you copy?" she says, still standing with her back towards us. Clint's answer must have annoyed her, cause she sounds frustrated when she responds. "We cannot let them get away. We have to find them. Keep a look out." While she speaks, I move forward with Loki behind me. I still don't know where Clint is, but I assume he's at another part of the park, trying to find us.

"You know, it's not very nice to stalk other people," I say when I'm standing right behind her, right after she's finished speaking. She whips around before I can even blink. And then she's hitting my shoulder. I frown confused and raise my eyebrow at her.

"Tell me Loki didn't use any magic to hide you!" she says then.

I glance at Loki, exchanging a look. "Um, he didn't; he can't, remember? Why did you punch me?"

She sighs. "It's our job to keep you safe, Emma. You can't just go running off!"

I shrug. "Okaaay. The next time you can just ask to join us, you know. You don't have to stalk us; it's creepy."

Natasha just looks at me for a long moment, long enough that I get uncomfortable, and then she says, "We assumed you wouldn't want us crashing your date."

"Oh." I blush slightly, rubbing my nape embarrassed.

"You did end up crashing, though," Loki says then. "You really thought we wouldn't notice you?"

Natasha only shrugs, changing the subject by tapping her microphone to let Clint know where we are.

"Should we go try the Ferris wheel then?" I ask, directing the question at both Loki and Natasha. Loki nods and grabs my hand again. "Are you joining us?" I ask Natasha when she doesn't answer.

"We'll be on the ground," she answers and gestures for us to start walking towards the ride. I roll my eyes teasingly at Loki, before we begin to walk.

"Okay then. But you're welcome to join us," I smile. She gives a small smile in response.


"You'd think Clint would want to come up here," I chuckle, when we're sitting on the Ferris wheel, Loki's arm wrapped around my shoulder.

Loki hums in agreement, before kissing my forehead. "I'm glad he didn't, though."

I look at him questioning.

"I don't like being watched when I kiss you," he says then, leaning forward.

I smile before closing the gap between us. It's funny though, as soon as he said that I suddenly became aware of the strange feeling of being watched. But we're too high up for them to be able to watch us closely from the ground, and they promised they would just wait down there.

We break the kiss to look out at the view. I still have a weird feeling of someone watching me, watching us, so I glance at the passengers in the other wagons, but they're all looking away from us. I then glance at the ground, but like they promised they're still standing there, not even looking upwards as far as I can see. The only thing I see when I look around, is a black bird flying a few meters away from the wheel. A crow maybe? It's not close enough for me to really see. For a second it looks like it stares straight at me, though. I blink, not understanding the creepy feeling I get.

"Are you okay?" I blink again and look at Loki at his question. He's looking worried at me.

I nod slightly, forcing a soft smile. "Yeah, sorry. The bird just freaked me out for some reason." I point in the general direction of the crow, or whatever it is.

"What bird?" When I look again the bird is gone. I don't know why it seems weird to me, it probably just flew away.

"It doesn't matter," I say, brushing it off. "Just forget about it."

He shrugs. "Okay, if you say so."


(Loki's POV)

I'm lying awake in the darkness, thinking of the day. I can honestly say I had a great day, something which I thought I wouldn't have for a while. But something in Emma continues to save my every day, so that I can even forget the lies I told her.

The thing is, the same thing in her that saves me, is the thing I want to be near at all times. I want to be with her. Because with her I forget the horrible things I've done. With her I forget everything and I need that. I also just need to be near her, for the sake of being near her. For the sake of the happiness she brings me.

When I move out of my room and silently walk through the living room to the hallway on the other side, where I can find Emma's room, I wonder if her father being away will actually mean that I can sleep in her room. The thought makes me smile.

It seems I won't be able to succeed though, cause when I reach the other side of the kitchen and dining room, I immediately notice Natasha sitting there. She's sitting casually on the floor, watching me carefully. When I step closer, she stands. It's not that her stance in itself is hostile, but I can feel that I'm not going to like the reason she's there.

"What're you doing here, Loki?" she asks then, still eyeing me.

I'm considering whether I should come up with a lie or just tell the truth. My guess is that she'll be able to tell that I'm lying, because I'm pretty sure she already knows what I'm doing here in the hallway outside of Emma's room. She just wants to know what I'll answer. So I go with the truth, well half the truth.

"I wanted to enter Emma's room," I say, and inwardly cringe at how awkward it sounds. Natasha shows no reaction.

"Why?" is her immediate soulless response.

"I just want to sleep next to her," I say, still sticking to the truth.

She looks calculating at me. "No," she says then.

"Yes," I try.

That only makes her shake her head amused. "Are you a child?"

I huff. "I'm a god, not a child."

That makes her laugh. "You're still not getting inside. Stark's orders."

What to do to make her give in? I pout softly, "I thought we were friends."

She's still amused. "We are, that's why I won't let you do anything stupid enough to get yourself killed."

She's being honest, I can tell; she'll never let me inside. I sigh softly and turn around.

"Good night," she offers, amusement still clear in her voice.

"Good night," I answer, not feeling anger towards her, not even resentment, instead it's a mix of lightness and happiness; what a strange thing to feel, but not unfamiliar. It's a feeling of friendship I realize, that's why there's no apparent resentment towards her. I understand her reason, but it was still worth the shot, I decide.


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