A/N: I told you i'd post another chapter this weekend! And now for Darcy tirade, enjoy!
"Miss. Lewis, I understand that you're upset that your little boyfriend turned out to be a super villain, but I need you to get over it and tell me if you know anything useful!" Nick Fury tried asking patiently, standing in Darcy's office doorway. By the end of his statement his voice had taken on its usual angry quality, his eyes following her as she paced.
"Upset? You think I'm upset? No Fury, I'm livid!" she screamed, wanting to throw something just to play up her act. Darcy was always a little bit of a drama geek and had considered being an actress when she was younger, but in high school she had discovered politics and debate team and decided that that was much more fun than acting. Now however, she was pulling off probably the biggest lie of her life and she was oh so glad for her honed acting skills.
"Don't yell at me Miss. Lewis. Need I remind you I do carry a gun at all times," he warned. She turned to glare at him for a moment before sighing, falling into her chair.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, you reserve the right to shoot me if I piss you off enough. I remember you telling me that my first day here. It was the most creative orientation I ever had. Listen Nick, I'm pissed off and confused, okay?" she muttered, crossing her arms and pouting like a five year old.
"How does that keep you from answering my questions?" he countered.
"You expect me to sort through every conversation I had with Luk- Loki when my brain is feeling like scrambled eggs?" she grumbled.
"I expect you to get over that 'scrambled egg' feeling and tell me something fucking useful," he growled. Darcy sighed, knowing the angry man wouldn't stop hounding her until he got something useful. It was a last ditch effort, but she supposed it would keep Fury busy and she could use it as a bargaining chip.
"Ok, here's the deal Fury, I want to be able to bitch and moan at that bag-full-of-crazy god, you know, tear him a new one. I'm as pissed off at him as you are if not more so. Let me scream at him 'til his ears bleed and I'll let you in on something I literally cannot talk about," she mumbled, making it sound like some big confession. Her boss watched her warily but nodded.
"Fine, he's not going anywhere any time soon. Start talking Lewis."
"In my apartment there's a contract in the top left desk drawer, the one in the living room under the window. Read that, and I can explain the rest," she told him, getting up from her seat and grabbing her iPad. Fury gave her one quick nod before going off to tear her place apart, leaving her to walk down to the holding cell the God of Lies was residing. It was a long walk, and gave Darcy time to work her magic on the security system, not trusting SHIELD to allow her a private conversation. Loki didn't look up when she walked in, instead, staring blankly at the wall opposite the bench he was on.
"Ask what you will, I have no answers for you," he muttered.
"Funny, I don't have questions…plenty of threats, but not really any questions," she grinned when his eyes shot to her. His face remained as unreadable as ever except for the slight quirk of his lips into a smirk.
"Dear girl, I did not think the powers that be would allow you to visit," he told her.
"I bargained. Plus I made this conversation private. I've been messing with the microphones everywhere for the past few days, made it seem like your magic interferes with the electronics. Thank you JARVIS," she giggled.
"So what may I help you with today Miss. Lewis?" he asked, getting up and pacing over to stand in front of her.
"I'm wondering what the hell you're going to do now. If I recall there's a bit in our little contract that states if you get busted, our deal is null and void meaning I don't have to do anything to help you anymore. Seems like your little plan fell apart before it even really got started," she explained, giving him a questioning look.
"I will admit, my scheme did come to ruin in the initial stages of its execution. Of course, it might have gone better if I had not become…distracted," he told her, eyes drifting over her form making it obvious what his distraction was.
"Good to know. Want to stop a super villain, put a pretty girl in front of him," she giggled. Loki rolled his eyes at her, but the corner of his mouth was quirked into a smile.
"It is true enough I suppose. You are quite a pleasant looking distraction." Darcy smirked at his words before turning pensive for a moment. The god waited patiently, knowing she would reveal her thoughts soon enough.
"Well the next thing on my mind is wondering where we stand now," she mentioned.
"What do you mean?"
"Was I a convenient girl to let off some steam with?" At his confused look she sighed, pacing a bit. How to explain one-night stands to a god? Really, all they had done was make out for a while, but Darcy was sure that if Thor hadn't been stopping by, that kissing would've moved on to the fun sexy times.
"Loki, what am I to you? Just a minion? Maybe a weird sort of friend?" she asked. He blinked, surprised by the question. He had never given much thought to what he considered her. He knew that he was fond of the girl, that he would be upset if trouble were to befall his mortal.
"I am not sure what to consider you now dear girl, but you are not as expendable to me as I once considered you," he finally explained. She shrugged, thinking that was as good an answer as she was going to get.
"Good enough. I'm still wondering what the hell you were thinking, kissing me and all, but I'm leaving that conversation for a time when there isn't two feet of glass between us. Next up in the conversation queue, Fury is probably reading that contract we made now. I'm going to explain how you showed up and all that, but I'm probably going to twist it to make it seem like you bullied me into it, which you sort of did anyway," she told him.
"Oh, clever girl. What will you do now that I will not be around to entertain you?" Loki asked, smirking.
"Don't worry, I'll think of something….So what now?"
"Thor and I are to return to Asgard, again, within the week. I may or may not stay there this time," he said.
"So no break out plan?"
"No, I have no intention of departing anywhere as of this moment. Perhaps I will visit you if I become bored," he said. Darcy wouldn't lie, she felt a little insulted at that, but she couldn't plead innocent to using a guy before.
"And if I don't feel like entertaining?" she challenged.
"My dear little mortal, you could not turn away a god," he grinned. She wasn't sure if he meant for there to be an innuendo in his words, but she certainly picked one up.
"Well darling you'll just have to test that theory. Now, I figure my time is about up. I'm sure if Thor or Fury asks, you can convince them I screamed and threatened and ranted pretty well." She nodded in parting, turning away from him and not daring to look back. She'd be lying if she said she wouldn't miss him, but it's not like he cared one way or another so she wouldn't either.