Hello my little Doves, seems like we have some new birdies in my cage, mwah haha c: So I got my Ravenclaw cape and tie for Halloween and they are amazing! I'm so excited for Wednesday :D Anyway, I love ya'll cause you be awesome n' shit. Enjoy! I own nothing except the story and Nymeria. The rest is Marvels.

(Loki POV)

He sits in the lab alone watching Nymeria sleep. It's been three days since she last woke up. Her cuts have become long pink mark over her body, much faster than any normal Midgardian, but then again, she wasn't exactly normal.

"Still asleep?" A voice says from the door.

He doesn't turn around to look at Natasha, he only nods his head.

She walks to the bed that Nymeria lies on. "Did she ever tell you?" Natasha asks, running her fingers through Nymeria's hair.

He looks up to Natasha and raises an eyebrow. "Tell me what?"

She turns around and leans against the table. "She had a mutation called Alexandria's Genesis. A main trait of the mutation is violet eyes. Then theirs the black hair, shimmering white skin, and she has perfect sight, and she looks so young, when in reality she's on her twenties. But her Alexandria's Genesis is very… Rare." She looks back to Nymeria and sighs.

Loki stands up and walks over to Natasha. "What do you mean rare?"

"With her, she can heal faster, and last longer without food and water, which is how she survived when she was a child. Also, she is faster, much more flexible, and her body doesn't recognize pain until a while after it is inflicted." Natasha finishes and walks away from the table, leaving Loki to stare down at Nymeria.

"Did she tell you this?" Loki asks, running his fingers softly down her jaw.

"No, she didn't. She actually doesn't really know." Natasha whispers, leaning against the door.

Loki looks up from Nymeria and over to Natasha. "How does she not know?" He turns his whole body towards her.

"The people who saved her found this out, but they never told her. They only told her about the normal traits of Alexandria's Genesis." Natasha turns around and grabs the handle, opening the door. "And you," She looks back to Loki, "Don't tell her either." Then she's gone.

He looks back to Nymeria and runs his fingers through her hair again. Why wasn't he aloud to tell her?

(Nymeria POV)

Her whole body aches as she moves in her bed, trying to become more comfortable. She finally lies on her back and stretches out her whole body. The empty spot next to her makes her sit up. Her eyes search the room for Loki, but he's nowhere in sight.

Nymeria swings her feet over the edge of the bed and slowly climbs out and walks to the bathroom. She takes a shower, washes her face, and dresses herself in sweatpants and a t-shirt. When she looks at the clock it reads 9:15pm. There was no way she would be able to sleep.

She walks to the main room and sees Steve, Natasha, and Thor sitting on the couch watching TV. As soon as she takes a step into the room they all turn around to look at her. All of there faces show relief, and joy.

"Lady Faecke!" Thor yells with a smile. He quickly stands up and walks over to her, trapping her in his embrace. "It's good to have you back!"

She relaxes in his embrace a little; it was nice to be shown affection. She slowly steps out of his embrace and looks over to Steve and Natasha. They both nod at her with a smile, and then turn their heads back to the TV.

"It feels good to be back. I'm sorry about everything that happened while I was out." She says sheepishly, looking down at her feet.

"Don't be Lady Faecke! We did what we could to protect you." He smiles and tilts his head a little. He looks like a little puppy dog really.

"Okay." She smiles and nods. Her eyes look to the balcony and she can see the bright lights from outside. "And Thor," She looks back at him, "Call me Nymeria."

She walks over to the balcony and slides the door open. She takes a seat and looks over the city. She remembers when she was first out here with Loki. She closes her eyes and leans her head back.

She elbowed him in the arm and he stifled a laugh. "Why are you so nice to me? Don't you hate me? I tried to take over your world." He said, dropping the happiness in his voice.

She sighed. "Everyone does something stupid in their life, and everyone deserves a second chance. What you did was very idiotic in the least," She could hear him snicker, "but you did it for a reason. I'm not going to judge you on your past actions, they didn't effect me, I was in Rome anyway."

"I tried to kill your people, your race, yet you're so friendly to me, why?" She could hear the confusion on his voice.

She looked at him and his eyes seem to glow in the moonlight. "I kill people as a job, deaths don't effect me unless it's someone I care for."

She opens her eyes when she hears the glass door open. She leans her head back a little more and can see someone walk towards her.

She smiles. "Loki." She whispers, watching him walk toward her.

He walks to the chair next to her and he sits in it, not even looking at her. "Is something wrong?" She asks, worry filling her voice.

"Has anyone told you how long you've been out?" He asks, more like a statement then a question.

"Um no." She whispers, looking at her intertwined fingers sitting on her lap.

"Nine days all together." He whispers, his voice dry and emotionless.

She looks up at him shocked. "Nine… days?" He only nods. She looks over her shoulder and finds no one in the living room anymore. "I'm sorry if I worried you." She whispers.

She can feel his eyes on her, then his fingers grasping her arms. "I thought you had died!" He nearly screams. "They wouldn't even let me heal you! I could only watch desperately as you laid on that table helpless and half alive! I could only watch your weak Midgardian body heal you, and Banners drugs keep you from experiencing horrible pain because of me! It's because of me that you were hurt! I can't even protect the one thing I truly love!"

His words make her freeze. She can see tears welling in his eyes but they don't fall. She would never expect to see him like this, to see this 'god' like this. But the last sentence, his last words are what shock her the most. She sits there trapped in his gaze with his fingers grasping her shoulders.

"Loki… I'm sorry." She whispers. Suddenly a single tear falls from his eye. She takes her hand and slowly wipes it away, holding his cheek once it's gone.

"No." He whispers, letting go of her shoulders. "It's my fault." He looks away from her and stands up. She quickly stands up and catches him by the arm before he can reach the door.

"Don't blame yourself." She says, her voice soft and calm.

"I have to. It's my fault they are targeting you now." He says back, not turning around. She feels him tug his arm a little, but she pulls harder, spinning him around.

Before he has a chance to pull away again she quickly grabs his face and pushes her lips against his. His lips are cold and smooth under hers, and his body is cool against hers. She can feel him wrap his arms around her waist and pull her closer to him. The space between them is gone as he holds her against him. Her hands leave his face and wrap around his neck.

He pulls away and they both are gasping for air. He looks down at her and a smile tugs at his lips. She runs a finger over his lips and kisses the corner of his neck before pulling herself out of his embrace. Before she gets more than a foot away she stops when she sees the figure inside.

Tony stands there with his arms crosses over his chest, his face half disgust, half smirking. Suddenly he pelvic thrusts and point to them, then his eyes, them back to them. She only laughs at his gesture, and can tell Loki is horrible confused.

…

She sits in the lap with Bruce as they try to track the person who called her, telling Nymeria she was her mother.

"You need to call them back so I can track the call." Bruce says, sitting in front of her computer.

She nods and stares down to her phone. She doesn't want to try and call her, but she needs to. She looks for the number and hits send. It rings a couple times before someone picks up.

"Nymeria?" The women's voice says through the phone.

Does she really want to find out who this is? And if it really was her mother, did she really want to meet her.

"Hello?" The voice repeats.

"Um hi." She says, her voice weak.

"Oh it really is you!" The woman yells into the phone, her voice happy. "I knew you would call back!"

"Who is this?" Nymeria asks, her voice serious.

"Your mother darling." The voice is confused. "Isn't that the reason you called?"

"No, who is this really? My parents are dead." Bruce looks up to her, a sad expression painted on his face.

The voice is quiet for a minute. "Is that what they told you?"

Nymeria raises an eyebrow, but she's pretty sure the woman can't hear her do that. "Excuse me?"

"SHIELD, is that what they told you? That your parents were killed?" The woman sounds frustrated.

"No. I know." She replies, her voice stern. It wasn't entirely true though. Her parents left her to die, and SHIELD took her in and cared for her, something her parents didn't.

"I'm not dead sweetie. I'm talking to you on the phone aren't I?" The woman's voice is sweet and kind, but it annoys Nymeria.

She covers the phone and looks to Bruce. "Found it yet?" She asks.

"A couple more minutes." He says, his eyes glued to the computer.

"If we meet then will you believe me?" The woman's voice stops her short. She wants to meet?

"Where?" Nymeria asks, without thinking.

"A small bakery called Bryans. Tomorrow morning?" It seems like whoever this was already seemed to make thses plans.

"What's your name?" She asks. The woman knows her name, so why can't she know hers?

"What?" The woman replies.

"What is your name? You know mine."

The woman is quiet for a second. Suddenly Bruce's computer starts beeping, telling them he's found out who it was.

She looks to him with a questioning look. "Junín Halley." He whispers to her.

"Junín?" She says into the phone.

She can hear her laugh. "Yes that is my name, so tomorrow we shall meet, Bryans bakery." Then the line goes dead.

She takes the phone from her ear and looks down at it. "What did you get?" She asks Bruce.

"Only a name and a state. Junín Halley, New York." He says, his voice light, as if he could set her off. Her mind was elsewhere though. She just made plans to meet a woman who claims to be her mother, and she doesn't even know who this woman is.

She nods to Bruce and stands up, leaving the lab. What if the woman really was her mother? If she was, she had so many questions. But there was the big one, the main one. Why did they leave her?

Well that's it for today my little Doves and the other people who read this (: It was hard writing this chapter, I have been getting horrible writers block, like OMG. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed mah chaptah. Please review/follow/favorite. Whoever reviews gets a love note from me (: Until next time my little Doves c: