Thor was rather...happy.

He had a detailed conversation with his parents the previous night and they had thoroughly agreed to let Rose talk to Loki, though they were already in agreement to that. They were just required to relieve some extra tension they were carrying regarding the situation.

Odin could have cared less about Barnes in the healing had he cared even a little.

He had also bumped into Eir that morning when he was in the training ground and she had informed him that the initial phase of Barnes' recovery had performed quite nicely.

So all that was left was to tell Rose all those happy news.

He stopped in front of Rose's chambers and knocked.

When he heard nothing, he knocked again.

"Rose?" he called.

It was odd. Thor knew that despite being quite lazy, Rose was an early riser. Long-term effects of the boarding school, she'd say. It was well past sunrise. She had to be awake.

He raised his fist to knock again when,

"Just a minute!"

Alright.

Thor waited outside the door. He guessed that she might have been in a state of undress or perhaps had just gotten out of the bathing room.

After maybe, 2 minutes, the door opened.

He was right. She was dressed in only a shirt dress, something he had seen her wear around the tower a lot, usually right after she'd come out after a bath.

"Hey. Good morning." she smiled, standing at the door.

"Good morning, Rose! May I?"

Rose stared at him for a couple of seconds before she nodded, stepped into the room, and opened the door for Thor.

It was then Thor noticed that not only was she barefoot, but she also looked like she had just gotten out of the bed. Her hair looked like it was put together rather quickly, her dress was crumpled and the bed wasn't made. Weird.

"So, what's up?" she asked, shuffling from foot to foot.

"Mother and Father have agreed to let you speak with Loki."

"Didn't they do that already?" she asked, folding her arms against her chest.

"They did, yes. Of course." Thor nodded, "There were certain issues and concerns that I needed to discuss with my parents."

She nodded, "And would I be going in alone or..."

"Father has agreed, quite reluctantly to let you go all by yourself. But I'd be there, outside, should the need of my presence arises."

"Oh good. and is t-"

There was a loud click that grabbed both their attention. Thor turned towards the sound, that came from her bathing room. The door opened and to his surprise, Fandral stepped out. With only a pair of breeches on.

He started looking for his tunic when he spotted him and Rose talking.

"Good morning, Thor." he greeted, quickly slipping over the tunic.

"Good morning, Fandral," Thor responded, though it was not as gleeful as Fandral's was.

Thor turned towards Rose, who was looking outside the window, rubbing her neck nervously, a very prominent blush adorning her cheeks. And he also spotted a couple of familiar purple-blue bruises on her neck and collarbone.

He almost chuckled. He should have expected this, but Odin's beard, did this turn of events take him by surprise.

He heard footsteps and soon Fandral was next to him.

"Milady,"

Rose looked at him, and Fandral proceeded to take her hand and kiss the back of it. "Hope you have a very wonderful day ahead."

She just smiled, nervousness all over her body.

Fandral smiled and then pated Thor'd back, "I shall see you in the training grounds."

"Yes, of course."

And then he walked out.

Once Fandral was gone out of their earshot, Thor turned back to Rose, whose blush had somehow darkened.

"I did wonder why Fandral was absent this morning." he almost laughed, when he saw her getting more uncomfortable.

"Yeah...this is super awkward," she muttered

"Well, distractions aside, how soon can you get ready so we can head to speak to Loki?"

"Uhm...uh...30 minutes,"

Thor nodded, "I shall wait outside at the grounds."

Rose made a mental note to do something for Arna before she went back. She had aimlessly made remarks the night two days prior, trying her best not to appear rude or ungrateful, about the lack of pants. She mostly had gotten skinny jeans with her, since they were the most comfortable to her and those garnered looks from people.

She was surprised to find a couple of women's breeches in the wardrobe that morning. She pulled them on with a henley she had brought with her. She slipped on her boots, tied her hair in a braid, and wet on to find Thor.

"We should visit Eir first,"

Rose looked at Thor, "Are you okay?"

He nodded, "I'm fine."

"Did she ask for me or something?"

"No."

"then...why?"

He smacked his lips and thought for a couple of seconds before he looked at her, "I suppose there is no other way of saying so. I observed you have walking a bit...unconventionally."

"What?" she muttered when Thor pressed his lips. Five seconds later it dawned on her and her blush warmed her face and all the way down to her chest.

"I...was...hoping for that. But...uhm...thanks for pointing it out."

Thor just nodded.

Whereas she mentally winced. 'I was hoping for that?" what kind of sentence was that? God, she really had been fucked her brains out the previous night, hadn't she?

When they reached the healing hut, Thor just decided to wait outside. Rose was grateful for that. Asgardians might all be lenient and laidback for such things but for someone like her who was raised on Earth, it was quite awkward. Not only did Thor found to that she slept with his friend but also pointed out that she was quite sore.

She smiled when Eir spotted her and waited so she could finish her current patient. Once done, Eir made her way to Rose.

"Good morning, Rose. I hope all is fairing well."

"Good morning. Yeah, everything's great."

"Wonderful. Is there anything you need my aid for?"

"Can we talk in private?"

Eir nodded, without any hesitation, and led to another room. Her study room.

"What is ailing you?" she asked

"Uhm...I'm a bit sore."

"Sore? What strenuous activity did you participate in?"

She pressed her lips, smacked them, inhaled, and exhaled before licking them. "Sex..." she said softly

Eir looked at her as if she didn't believe what Rose said.

"Sex with Fandral."

Eir hummed, "Perhaps I should have expected that." she smiled and started going through her potions, "First time?"

"With an Asgardian, yes."

"I see. Asgardians tend to have higher stamina and agility compared to Midgardians. It is one of the reasons carnal relations between Asgardians and Midgardians is not encouraged."

She gulped, opening her mouth to say something only to stop for a couple of seconds before continuing, "I can tell."

"Did he hurt you?"

"Not really. No. Just...strenuous."

Eir softly laughed at that before she handed her a small vial, "This should help with the soreness. Do excuse me for asking you this, but are you aware of ways of preventing pregnancy should it happen? A woman can never be too careful."

Rose nodded, finishing the syrup. "I had taken a morning-after pill. I do carry them with me. It's an old habit. I don't like taking regular birth control pills."

Eir nodded, "Nevertheless," and handed her another vial.

"Right. Asgardian." she muttered, "Bottoms-up."

Just as she had finished them, she heard a clamor of footsteps. The two shared a look and went to check.

A whole group of people was there and more than a couple of them were quite badly injured.

Eir started ordering people around, getting the injured to the rooms, and asking her assistants to get what was required.

Rose decided to leave to not cause more issues for Eir. Also, Thor was waiting for her. She could always try her best to sneak in.

"Feeling better?" Thor asked her when she stepped out

"Yeah, better than before." she replied, "What happened?" she gestured towards the new crowd.

"A provincial weapon's forge suffered an accident this morning."

"Is there any way we could help?"

Thor shook his head, "The help was sent this very morning. We shouldn't concern ourselves with this incident."

Rose just nodded.

The prison was rather close by and if she thought the healing hut was high security, then the prison was supreme overload security. Which just made a lot of sense. Considering all the beings that were locked up in there.

Thor stopped at the gates and with an encouraging nod, gestured towards the door.

She took a deep breath and walked in.

The things that were in those prisons were...not what she expected. They all looked weird, a couple looked slimy and one of them, she was sure, licked his lips when he saw her, and drool started dripping out.

Ugh!

Curbing the disgusted shudder, she headed straight to Loki's cell.

Loki, who was still dressed better than most people she had seen on Asgard, had his back to her, sitting on a chaise with a book in his hand.

She stood there, arms folded, knowing full well that he was aware of her presence.

"The rumors were true." he chuckled, gently closing the book. He stood up, kept it back on top of the book stack in his cell, and turned to face her. "A little mortal roaming around Asgard on a sojourn. I wager Odin would have loved your presence here."

And now he was starting right in front of her, a force field being the only thing that kept them separate.

"He's not. And you know that too."

He chuckled.

"And to what do I owe the pleasure of you visiting me here when you could be doing a lot more, especially in your chambers?"

She wasn't even surprised that Loki knew about her and Fandral. After all, there weren't a lot of men on Asgard who'd try to hit on Thor's sister in arms. And Fandral was the only one who ticked all those boxes.

"Fandral was good," she replied, subconsciously going to just her henley to cover the hickeys, "but I prefer earth men. Less hassle with them."

"Easier to control."

"More or less, yeah."

Loki hummed.

"As for why I wanted to visit you..." she pulled out her tab and played the video. Only certain parts.

The minute shift in Loki's features was quite visible. The way his pupils dilated and his lips twitched and his jaws tightened. And at that moment she knew she had him.

"Odin believes that they are illusions. But from one illusionist to another, we both know that is not how illusions work. That scepter was controlling you as well." she said softly.

Loki did not react.

Alright. time for a little Legilimens.

Loki had good, scarily good, mental barriers, hence there wasn't a lot she could find. But there was one tiny detail.

Of course, how could she have been so stupid!

"You...don't want Asgard's throne. Or you would have attacked Asgard with that alien army," she muttered, her green eyes staring into his dull green eyes, "No. There's...something on earth. Something in New York." she gulped, "Someone gave you that scepter and it enslaved you first. That...they ordered you to fetch something from the Earth. Doesn't make sense." she almost whispered.

She would have felt it if there was something so powerful, that Loki and his master player would want, in New York. Why hadn't she felt anything?

It would only make sense if that something was hidden somewhere. Most probably protected by the same person who was hiding it.

Her darting eyes made their way back to him, "I'm right, aren't I?"

Loki did not reply.

After maybe a whole minute of staring contest,

"What do you want?" he asked, slowly, each word enunciated properly and clearly.

Rose's hand reached behind her back, clenching-unclenching as she placed a privacy charm around her.

"I'm here to make a deal with you."

"A deal?" he almost snorted

"Yeah. I'll try my best to get you outta here and get as little punishment as possible. Get you off the hook quite early."

"And in return, you expect me to...?"

"Help me get into the healing hut. Without getting caught."

He tilted his head, "Why the healing hut?"

"That's none of your concern. Do we have a deal?"

Loki checked her over. she silently gulped when his eyes roamed all over her as if trying to find one tick, one proof of her lying.

Eventually, he nodded, "You have my support."

"Great." she smiled, "Odin's agreed to give you a trial. Tell the truth or paraphrase it, I don't care. I've tried my best to make a strong case in your defense. Don't fuck it up."

He chuckled, "Impressive. For a mortal."

"Thank you." she smiled with quickly changed to her poker face and she rolled her eyes. "and remember one more thing. Do not even think of trying to double-cross me. I'm just as much of a snake as you are. But with more venom than you could ever imagine."

He chuckled again as if accepting a challenge of some sort.

"What do you wish to sabotage?" he asked in return

"someone." she shrugged, canceling the privacy charm, and turned to leave. She had about 10 steps when a nagging thought in the back of her head pulled one on her and she stopped.

Standing there, talking to him like that reminded her of the time back at the helicarrier. A question that had resulted in quite a few sleepless nights and anxiety-filled days before she managed to push it to the back of her brain to focus on other things.

She turned around and walked back to him.

"any change in plans?"

"How did you know my mother?"

The way Loki's expression changed, he clearly hadn't expected that question.

"Back at the helicarrier, you mentioned my mother. You said you knew her when she was young. How?"

Loki with the strongest poker face, just tuned and walked back.

She waited for a while. She knew he was going to answer. People like him loved to gloat. No way he won't answer. He carefully picked the book he was previously reading and settled back on the chaise, back to her.

"You showed me your memories," he said after a long pause.

She took a deep breath, "I'm an Occulmens. I have mental barriers. I know you felt them. I showed you what I wanted you to see. And it was a war. Carnage. Ruckus." she snorted, "Death. Never once did I show you my mother. Or any of my family." she shifted from one foot to another, "You knew my mother. How?"

Loki just went back into his book, back ramrod straight towards her.

She waited for some time but once she figured that he won't be answering,

"It's okay. As you said, I'm here on a sojourn. I really don't have a lot to do. I can wait as long you can make me. but I'm not leaving without an answer."

She paced around for a few minutes, shifted from one foot to another, paced around again.

Despite the healing potion, Eir handed her, her legs started getting sore, and sighed before she shot Loki a dirty look.

He looked his shoulder at her, a very visible smirk on his lips.

Alright. Two can play the game.

With determination, she reached down, crossed her legs, and settled on the ground, arms folded, facing Loki.

Loki was not expecting that move and it was clearly visible by his look of irritation as he delved back into his book.

Well, one good thing that had happened to her with her job for all these years, was that she could go with bare minimum food and bare minimum sleep for almost a week. And she was so going to use it.

With her elbow on her knee and her face planted on her closed fist, her eyes did not leave Loki's cell.

"So...adopted. What was your birth race? Vanir? Bright Elves?...Dwarves? You don't seem like the dwarf type. So...a force of chaos? Yeah, that sounds more like you. So, you are from Muspelheim? Did I pronounce it right? I think I did. I heard that it is a home to fire giants also. Are they cool? I bet they are.

"But wait. If you are from Muspelheim, how did you end up becoming a god? I know how adoption works, but that...feels...like a breach of...contract. You know the contract that says only the kids of gods can be gods. Or could there be a loophole? Is there a loophole?

"What's your agenda with Sif? I mean Fandral did tell me the whole story of her double courting both the princes but really Loki? I expected you to react a lot worse than just changing her hair color. I mean...my nephews and nieces could do worse damage. And black? Why black? When you could have changed her hair to the most obnoxious color out there. Maybe neon blue...Or lime green. Ooh! Acid green. That would suit her so much more with often she goes green with envy.

"What book are you reading? Is it written in Old Norse? Norwegian? Icelandic? Any language I haven't heard of? I mean, I speak 15 languages. Pretty cool I know. Is it a rom-com book? Plain old romance? thriller? Adventure? Self-help? you kind of need that genre of book. Or is it hardcore smut?"

She stopped to take a deep breath and gauge his reaction. The way his fist was clenched, oh it was good. She was getting on his nerves. That was nice.

Looked around for a while, before she turned her attention back at Loki.

"I can talk all day. I have like, 70 topics right now, from the top of my head that I can talk about for the next couple of days nonstop. So, I can talk, talk your ear off. And like I said, I'm not leaving without an answer on how you knew my mother?"

Still nothing. Though he did shift a little to entirely black whatever view of her he could have gotten.

"alright. If that's how you wanna proceed." she shrugged

"You know being an introvert is kinda a double-edged sword. On one hand, you get complete privacy and tons of time to analyze and think but also it means a lack of social interactions. I suffer from agoraphobia. That is the fear of crowds. Well, unknown crowds, mind you. but it also..."

Thor sighed, subconsciously swimming Mjolnir as he looked around Asgard. he turned and looked over his shoulder at the main doors to the prison.

What was she doing in there?

she had been inside for about 2 hours now with no sign of what she had accomplished so far.

Alright. That was it.

He straightened and headed towards the prison.

Walking in, he heard her voice, talking very fast. So fast he couldn't even make sense of half of what she was saying.

"...are pretty cool. I don't suppose tattooing exists on Asgard as a thing. Marks, maybe. but...these guys need to be introduced to the beauty of tattoos. I got a couple each year after I turned 17. More or less. And they are all pretty. And I love them. Even Thor got one..."

He stopped when he spotted her and if the oddity hadn't been perplexing, he would have laughed.

Rose was sitting on the ground, right in front of Loki's cell, talking his ear off. And now she was talking about hair color. When did she change the subject?

While Loki hadn't given her any reaction, he had noticed the tension in his brother's shoulders and the way he had clenched the book.

He was getting irritated. And that was most probably what Rose was also aiming for.

What made it a lot hilarious was the fact that Rose did not seem like a 20-something woman who was one of the best warriors Earth could provide. she appeared more like a little girl who was too excited to share a large number of stories.

But then again certain special work done to his cell particularly not only made it much more durable but also nullified his magic. So his brother had no other option but to listen to Rose ramble.

Had she been rambling for the past two hours?

He wondered if he should interfere.

"Piercings don't hurt as much as people make it seem. Magic or no magic, it just heals at a regular pace. I got the upper two ear piercings done after I turned 18. I also had a nose piercing when I was a teen but everyone around me hated it so I stopped wearing it."

Thor looked back at his brother. The glower on his face and the crumpled parchment of the book. Rose was correctly herding him to the edge.

And it was then he decided to intervene.

Rose stopped mid-rant when she heard loud footsteps and turned to see Thor walking towards her.

"Hey, Thor."

"Hello, Rose." he smiled, on the verge of laughing at his brother's expense. Something that Rose quickly took notice of.

"I see you've been telling Loki a lot of tales."

She shrugged and got up, dusting her breeches.

"Well, unless he answers my question, I'm gonna keep talking. I still have 58 topics to run by him."

"What sort of question?"

She folded her arms, "You remember when Loki and I spoke back at the helicarrier?"

When Thor responded in affirmation, she continued. "Loki claimed to know my mother. But here's the deal, I never once mentioned my mother. Especially to him. He won't tell me how he knew my mother."

Thor looked at Loki, whose back was still towards them.

"Is it possible that...he could have bedded her?" he asked

"What? No! Don't be ridiculous Thor! My mother only ever was with two men and Loki isn't even on that list by a thousand miles. Geez! Gross!" she winced, "Ridiculous! Jesus Christ!"

Thor hummed, now curious as well.

"Brother, I speak in your welfare. Perhaps you should just answer her question."

"Or I can start talking a mile a minute." she shrugged, "Speaking of things, I promised you a history lesson on brainwashing, didn't I? Okay, so here's the deal. Brainwashing got popular when Korean armies captured and brainwashed American Prisoners of War to make them a lot mor-"

"SHUT UP!"

Both of them turned toward Loki who looked so close to losing his shit.

Rose didn't even blink, more or less expecting that reaction. While Thor had gotten used to that a long time ago.

Loki was panted, face turning red, a being almost popping on his forehead.

"DO SHUT UP!"

"Loki, you know what you need to do to shut me up." she deadpanned

He raised his head to look at her and then stormed to just a couple of inches from the force field.

"I cannot stand you grating voice a moment longer!" he snarled at her

"Then just fucking answer my question!" she hissed back

He straightened, hands reaching behind his back. "You wish to know how I knew your mother? Fine." he looked at her.

Even more, than a year later, she had something so unique about his gaze that couldn't help but stare back. And it was at that moment she realized the shift in power. While she still had control over the situation, she could tell Loki now had an upper hand. He had an answer that she desperately wanted.

Loki was not stupid either. If the smirk was anything to go by, he realized it too.

"I not only knew your mother but I also knew your birth father. As well as your birth conditions."

She snorted, not believing a single word he said, "Don't kid with me? Stop making imaginary things in an attempt to sound legit. and just answer my question."

"Patience, little girl. Patience." he chuckled, enjoying the control he now had of the situation, "I will provide you the answer you seek." He stepped back a little and settled on the chaise, facing them. he folded his arms and smirked.

Rose scoffed at being called a little girl but didn't say anything.

"You, Rosalie, are my goddaughter."

"Anything?" Clint asked

Rhodey exhaled, staring at the laptop.

"Nothing," Nat answered, with a second laptop on her lap.

"Are we sure Rose's tip was legit?" Sam asked

"It has to be," Bruce muttered

"Well, her tips haven't proven wrong ever before." Rhodey replied, "I fail to see why now."

"Maybe the person played her for money," Sam suggested

Rhodey exhaled, stretching on his spot, "he hasn't been paid yet."

Silence reigned after that.

10 minutes had passed when Rhodey spoke up.

"Guys?" he called as everyone huddled around him, "Isn't the office supposed to be on a one-week off?"

"Yeah." Natasha replied,

"what about it?" Clint asked

He clicked on one of the panels, expanding the live CCTV footage.

"Then what is that cleaner doing there?"

It was a woman, dressed in scrubs, hair tied up with a cleaning trolley. She entered the floor with Rose's office, checked around the PA Desk before heading to her office, which turned out to be locked.

She tried to pry it open but once she realized it won't, she turned and with her cart entered the elevator, which was not the office elevator.

Natasha quickly jumped to open the elevator's CCTV on her laptop.

The woman pressed a button to the communal, which was a major red flag. Only people belonging to a certain roster were allowed to visit the living floors and cleaning staff wasn't a part of that.

The cleaning woman checked over the entire communal before getting back to the elevator and to the next floor. She checked all the floors, all the way to the penthouse. Once she was sure no one was there, she stopped and pressed a finger to her ear.

"JARVIS, can we get some audio?" Natasha asked and soon enough audio filtered through.

"-wer is cold and empty. Even their stupid AI isn't working."

JARVIS was told to let whatever happen, happen and to only interfere if it seemed as if things seemed to be going south. The group was looking for maximum output with minimal trouble.

"No. There's no sign of the Asset."

"Is it possible to get into her comm? To know what the other person is saying." Sam asked, looking over Natasha's shoulder

"Of course, Mr. Wilson." JARVIS Curtly replied before they heard a male voice, with slight static.

"Okay. Return to the base. Vassir got eyes on the Asset. You are required at the position."

"Yes, sir."

And the comm died down. The woman turned and entered the elevator before leaving.

"They found us," Rhodey said, eyes onto his laptop.

He showed others a paused video of a roadside CCTV and an armored vehicle. In the 10 km stretch, the cabin was the only place of residence. And the vehicle didn't have a number plate.

"Alright people. Let's get this done."

Out of everything Rose was expecting to hear from Loki, what she did hear was not even on the goddamn list.

But then again, it was Loki 'Silvertongue' Odinson. Or whatever surname he preferred. Lies were to him what breathing was to everyone.

Loki made a sour face when she snorted.

"Right." she rolled her eyes, "Nice trick. But I'm not falling for that." she went back to her poker face, "How the bloody hell did you know my mother?!"

"I understand I have a reputation that precedes me, I do not lie here." he leaned forward, "How do you suppose you develop a natural affinity towards mind magic and illusion magic? And you being the most powerful with on Midgard remains implied."

In the most dead voice, Rose had probably ever spoken, "I'm not the most powerful witch on Midgard. Dad said that to you just to intimidate you. I'm not that powerful as you expect me to be, even at my peak."

"Yet," Loki quickly added, "You are not, yet."

For some reason, that Rose didn't know or realized, he seemed rather excited about that aspect.

Rose...didn't react.

"Explain," she all but growled.

"Your father, James Potter, and his mates used to be my...fans, let's say. In their teenage years, they all but worshipped me. Usually, I'm not really fond of Midgardians but as time passed, I had gotten rather fond of that quartet. I watched them from afar, aiding them whenever the need arose but for the most part, I relished them. I had observed Lily throughout her adolescence when I would observe the boys."

As time passed as the quartet matured up, their...loyalty towards me started fading, quite understandably." he shrugged, "And I believed they had all but forgotten me until I received prayer from your father. Lily had conceived. And with the war looming over the magical world, James turned to me for help and support. "

"Then why didn't you help them?" she pretty much snarled, tears threatening to fall down. Her parents could have lived! They would have seen her grow! if only Loki had enough balls and care to do the right thing!

He sighed, "There does not pass a moment where I do not regret what happened. I...I was not on Asgard, but rather at another realm. Thor could attest to my claims." he looked at her, "When I returned, Heimdall informed me of what had occurred in my absence. I went back to Midgard to look for you, to assure myself that you were alive, safe, and sound. It was then I found you with Stark. You seemed happy and content. I realized my presence may not be welcome or appreciated. "

Rose took a deep, trembling breath. Her arms tightened around her body. She even picked herself just to make sure it was all very real. turns out, it was all very real.

"And how do you explain being her godfather?"

God bless Thor, for asking a question she didn't have the mental capacity to ask.

Loki looked at Thor before he looked back at her.

"You were given two godfathers on your birth." he took a deep breath, "Sirius and James decided to play a prank and filled out the documents for a third godparent. Me. Their intentions were that of jesting, but I suppose they both were unaware that irrespective of nature, magical contracts are binding."

Her breath shuddered even more.

"Odin is anything but fond of Midgardians. Had he found out about your existence as my goddaughter, he would have forbidden me from entering Midgard. Again, Thor can attest to this. for this very reason I did not interfere with your upbringing."

He was lying. He had to.

"I'm not lying." Loki added, "You can look for those documents when you return to Midgard. For the time being, I believe you just have to take my word for it."

Rose took a step back. And then another.

As the whole scene started registering itself, pictures became clearer and more...dare she say meaningful.

Of all the things she still wasn't sure about, there was one thing she was adamantly sure of. She couldn't stand Loki anymore.

With that thoughtfully registered, she turned her heel and ran out.

Loki sighed, staying thoughtful for a minute before he looked at Thor.

"This was the reason I had failed to mention this instance. Not to mention the reaction from Odin and Frigga. And you."

Thor raised a brow and was about to say something when Loki cut him off.

"Perhaps you should go after her and make sure she's fine."

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