A slow unbearingly annoying sound erupted around Darcy as Loki seemed to take them to wherever they were going. She could barely think but her heart was pounding from fear, what the hell had happened? Suddenly the sound and low humming stopped and she was roughly thrown onto the ground her knees scraping as she did so, fucking concrete. She stood up despite her bleeding knees and elbow and looked around with a whirling mind, she froze as she saw Loki lying on the ground knocked out cold. He was already paling and she could hear his shallow breathe like something was caught in his throat, sweat beaded off of his forehead and behind his lids his eyes moved rapidly.
Darcy covered her mouth making a strangled noise. What had happened? Thor and Jane...Loki. Tossing a hand through her long locks agitadely she cursed loudly and kneeled beside Loki pursing her lips. He looked exhausted even when unconscious. She combed his hair back away from his forehead and sighed.
''I'm sorry Loki.'' Darcy murmured before getting up and looking around.
Where the hell had he dropped them off? They were in a shady looking street and some of the buildings looked like they housed drug addicts and hoarders. Some of the windows were cracked or covered with tape. Walking a little way down the street leaving Loki to himself for a moment she came across a paint-pealed building that had a sign saying Vacancy. Well...it wouldn't be the first 1 star hotel she'd been in. Walking into the doorway she saw a man standing at the counter counting what looked to be like hundred dollar bills, he glanced up with alarm. He was around 45 and was bald with piercing grey eyes, he looked at Darcy for a moment and then decided she wasn't a threat. Tugging her dress awkwardly Darcy half-waved.
''Umm hi, I was wondering if I could get a room for me and my...boyfriend.'' Darcy added, heh what the hell, just incase this man was a rapist at least she could pretend that someone would love her enough to save her and make him sound all mean and tough despite the fact he was lying on the ground unconscious at that very moment.
The man eyed her off for a moment.
''Oh uh you know funny story, his actually passed out drunk down the street right now.'' Darcy added chewing her lips silently. Her heart thudded slowly with anticipation for she was ready to run.
''We have a room. Here's the key. I have business to attend to.'' The man said with a thick Russian accent placing the key on the desk walking straight passed her outside and walking the opposite way she had came. Talk about bad service...
Huffing she walked back outside coming to a hault when a soothingly familiar chuckle came from beside her.
''Boyfriend...'' Loki mused weakly, with a familiar smirk. He was leant against the wall near the door looking sicker than ever, sweat had dampened his hair greatly and his cheeks were flushed despite the paleness of his skin and dark circles had began to come beneath his eyes. His posture was slumped and looked like he was about to fall. Darcy was about to make some snide comment but kept it on her tongue and walked infront of him slinging an arm underneath his own and trying to hold the God's weight by herself, of course Asgardians were musclier and more heavier than Midgardians.
With hard efforts they managed to walk up the half-broken staircase to their room and managed to open it and shut the door behind her, they walked to the bedroom and Darcy let his body fall oh so ungracefully onto the dirty looking bed that seemed to have broken springs. Loki had a brief moment to look disgusted but began to cringe as he tried to get off of it.
''Wait there, Mischief, I'll get a cloth or something...'' Darcy muttered walking out and looking around the place for something she could use, finding surprisingly a linen closet she got two washcloths and walked into the ensuite turning the yellow looking tap with what seemed like normal water and dampening the cloth. Walking back in she saw Loki was fighting to keep his green eyes open, hardly moving.
She placed it folded on his forehead though he raised an eyebrow at the other cloth she'd gotten, giving him a look she brought one of the small armchairs near the bed and sat in it, leaning her head back and putting it on her forehead as well.
''One for me, one for you.'' She said lowly closing her eyes. She didn't bother looking for an answer from the God and felt her lips trembled as she remembered the gunfire outside of her hospital room and the screams, surely...surely none of them had been Thor or Jane's.
''Are they going to be okay?'' Darcy asked in the long-term silence they'd fallen into. She heard Loki move on the bed and she glanced at him to see he was holding her beanie out to her which was taken off at the hospital wing. A grin played it's way onto her lips as she took it placing it on her head and nodded appreciatively. The act made butterflies swarm in her stomach despite the situation.
''Son's of bitches better not have hurt Jane or Thor. I'll kill them.'' Darcy half-heartedly said, trying to make a joke of it all as she watched Loki's expression changed to a more amused one.
''The thought of you killing someone isn't hard to believe, my oaf of a brother will be fine apparently we are immortal to you humans.'' Loki said rolling his eyes and laying his head on the pillow lazily.
''Not if someone hurt Jane...'' Darcy trailed off and there was no answer.
They let themselves be captured by the silence and Loki soon drifted to sleep as did Darcy in the armchair with the beanie. For a while it was almost peaceful.
Jane and Thor knealed inside one of the hospital room's with the door locked glaring up at the sharply dressed men who had swat team looking people outside. The blood from the doctor who was tending Darcy seeped it's way onto Jane's hand from his body.
''What do you want?'' Jane spat moving her hand away, seeing Thor on the ground made him look incredibly helpless. The men had plain faces somehow like you wouldn't even notice them if they weren't wearing expensive suits and had guns blazing all over the place.
The ''leader'' of them was glancing at them both thoughtfully with purse lips, he sneered a little.
''Oh, miss Foster, you have no idea...'' He mused staying silent after that, Jane's heart was pounding into her chest and if they hadn't had guns she would have most likely slapped him. A thought occured to her and she looked up at him.
''What do you want with Darcy?'' Jane spat tucking her highlighted hair behind her ear praying that Darcy was okay. The man turned to her with a glint in his eyes and smirked cruelly placing a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it looking at them, he muttered something to the other two and they both nodded.
''See, S.H.I.E.L.D has no shortage of enemies and I'm the big one. We know from inside sources Darcy is one of their most top priorities since they even sent an agent to help them who's doing a pretty piss poor job at it so naturally we want Darcy, no matter what or who she keeps company.'' The man drawled coughing briefly still with the smirk, his eyes peered at Thor for a moment meaningfully before turning back to Jane.
Thor shook his head at the way these mortals spoke of his brother and Darcy. Some humans could be monsters despite their puny appearance.
''You mean Loki.''
''Yes the Asgardian, your ''brother''. I bet if he got hurt she'd be weak enough to probably join us willingly...'' The man said with a tight smile. He was interupted by Jane's harsh laughter.
''You obviously don't know Darcy.''
Darcy felt herself falling in her dream, falling falling until suddenly she hit the ground and woke up with a harsh beating heart. Opening her eyes she could see the underneath of the bed, flipping over she looked up to see Loki's alarmed green eyes turn into half-amused half-annoyed eyes.
''Shut up.'' Darcy said rolling her eyes at his expression. Pausing she looked underneath the bed and looked at the object that was hidden just where the bed's ridges were. Squinting she got on all fours and slid halfway underneath reaching her arm for whatever the thing was. She briefly heard Loki cough and mutter something along the lines of ''not ashamed to show me anything, are you?'' in reference to her wearing a dress while sticking her ass out trying to get the thing. Sighing she slid out with the heavy thing in her hand and stood up with awe ridden eyes.
In her hand was a handgun and boy did she love it. Grinning triumphantly she turned to Loki and pointed it at him.
''FREEZE'' Darcy shouted playfully trying to keep their current situiation stable. Loki was looking at her with his brows furrowed as if to wonder if she was sane or not, shaking his head. Darcy held it out infront of her face inspecting where the bullet would come out appreciativley. This gun was nice. Within a blink of an eye Loki was there snatching it from her as quick as a snake.
''Perhaps you shouldn't hold that...'' Loki said rolling his eyes inspecting the pathetic Midgardian weapon that could easily kill Darcy within a heartbeat. He watched the look of fake hurt cross her eyes as he looked up at her. Smirking slightly he lay the gun on the desk table and leaned down taking a hold of her jaw and bringing her plump lips to his, rubbing her burning cheek lightly. Leaning back shaking his head at Darcy's dazed expression he gave her a smirk with knowledge glinting in his eyes. ''Who knows what would have happened if I hadn't found you, you pathetic Midgardian.'' He joked pressing his lips to hers once again.
''I want my Ipod.''
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