Loki didn't often get surprised. People often turned out exactly as he thought they would when he first met them. Angela, however, shocked him. It seemed there was more under that nice, understanding exterior. Turns out, she was incredibly intelligent and witty. She also wasn't kind to a fault like he had assumed she was. The little incident at Walmart had proved that she had some bite to her after all. A rather big one in fact. At first, it had annoyed him, but in the end he had left slightly impressed.

With what little time together they had together between her working, he spent trying to get to know her. In the beginning, it was solely due to his need of infiltrating her agency. So far he's had little ground on that front. She was very tight-lipped on her work. He figured she would be, she worked at an intelligence agency. Now, he spent trying to get to know her because she had impressed him.

Angela was a very curious person. By nature, most intelligent people were. It was how one gained knowledge, after all; to ask questions, to learn more. The moment she realized he had no issue with answering her questions about the universe, she couldn't help herself but to ask more. She wanted to know everything. So he indulged her, and answered whatever question she threw his way.

She had also seemed especially enamored with his magic. It had been a long time since he had actually dazzled someone with it. Everyone on Asgard considered it to be easy tricks. Which was another reason he and Thor grew apart. Everyone loved Thor for being a pure warrior. Yet no one cared for his use of magic in the battlefield. Angela seemed to understand the effort it took to cast even a tiny illusion spell. She wanted to know more about magic, the technicalities of it. Not just sit and watch him perform he took in stride and tried to explain as best he could. And she appeared to understand it quickly, and absorb the information as a sponge would water.

With her gone so long during the day they rarely had the chance for him to give an in depth lecture on it. So far he's been telling her of Asgard and she's just been informing of Midgardian customs. Midgardians have changed since he was last here centuries ago.

When she wasn't here, he had to find some means to entertain himself. Which wasn't difficult considering she had taught him to work the television and 'Netflix' as she called it. But, he mostly enjoyed reading her books. She had good taste. Right now he was reading the completed works of William Shakespear. When he wasn't doing either of those, he was testing out his magic. During his fall, they seemed to have grown exponentially. What used to take most of his energy, barely bothered him anymore. He was using this time to better himself. And it was working.

But today, Loki was on a mission. Last night, Angela had gotten a call from work and spent some time on her laptop. This meant she kept work-related information on there. The moment she left, he was going to see what all he could find on SHIELD and use it to start a plan.

Her schedule was the same everyday he had been here. When the sun rose, she would wake, get ready for the day, and then break her fast. Then she would leave around 7 a.m., and not return until 6 p.m. That gave him plenty of time to take her laptop and formulate a plan from there.

At seven on the dot, she left just like she always did. Loki took his time cleaning the kitchen, instead of using his magic, to stall just in case she forgot something and came back. It was highly unlikely that she would, the woman was extremely organized, but he did so just in case. Once he was done he crept into her room, and grabbed her laptop. He sat on the edge of her bed and opened it. It was heavily encrypted, but that didn't mean much to him. Midgardian technology was completely obsolete to the rest of the Nine Realms, and he easily bypassed it with his magic.

After a few moments of searching, he found what he was looking for. The SHIELD database. Angela was high clearance, apparently, but not high enough to gain access to what he was looking for. either that, or they didn't want her to know of the Tesseract. Still, she could be of some use to him. He had yet to see exactly what she was capable of.

Using his magic, he navigated his way through her file and began to read.

'Name: Angela Janeatte Lawrence.

Date of birth: February 20th, 1986

Codename: Eclipse.

Level Clearance: 8

Assassin. Undercover Spy. Field operative.'

'My my,' Loki thought. 'What else is she hiding?'

As he began to peruse the rest of her file, he heard the tell-tale sound of her car pulling up to the house. He quickly glanced down at the time. It was only around 9 a.m., what in the realms was she doing home so early?

He hurried and quickly erased all of his doing on her laptop with his magic, set it back in its place and hasily went to the living room and opened a book. He had made it just in time to hear her unlocking the door with her key. He pretended to be reading his book, to appear as nonchalant as possible.

As the door opened he began to speak to her, "You're home ear-"

Loki lifted his head and almost had to do a double take. Angela was leant up against the doorway, dried blood under her nose. Her blood had dripped down on her dark gray shirt, and left dark spots all down it.

Before he realized what he was doing he stood from the couch and discarded his book. He made his way over to help her. "Angela?"

But she didn't respond. She was unsteady as she took a few steps into the house.

He knew she was going faint before it happened. He saw the way her eyes glazed over, and the way they rolled in the back of her head. He darted to catch her in his arms.

He picked her up with ease and carried her to her bedroom. He gently set her on top of her bed before going to fetch a rag to clean her up a bit. As he cleaned her up, he laughed quietly to himself about the irony. Guess it was his turn to take care of her. He used his magic to check her over, and see exactly what was wrong with her.

It seemed the poor dear had severely over-exerted herself. As his magic washed over her, he felt a pulse of power against it.

Oh?

It was weak right now, but it was certainly there still fighting. This is what must have put her out.

To his knowledge, Midgardians didn't have powers, but once again he hadn't been here for centuries. And he had learned that he did, in fact, miss much during his absence.

He gazed down at her, looking at her in a new light. Assassin, spy, and had powers. My, what a curious little thing she had become all in one morning.

With her only being exhausted, his job was done. He took the books she was wearing off her feet, then her jacket, and put the blanket over her.

She was knocked out for the rest of the day. Anytime he would go to check on her, she would be whimpering in her sleep. And she was like that the last time he checked on her before settling down for the night as well.

The moment he fell asleep, he knew he wasn't dreaming. He was back in the desolate land, which meant…

"Asgardian," the voice rang out from behind him.

He turned slowly, and came face to face with the disgusting creature from last time. Loki met him with a leveled look.

"Have you confirmed the whereabouts?"

Loki linked his hands behind him, "Not as of yet."

The creature began to circle him, but Loki didn't budge an inch and kept his eyes on the thing. "Is this meager excuse of a planet that difficult to traverse for you?"

Loki glared, "Worry not, I'm on the right track. I'll soon-"

A loud scream pierced through the air causing Loki to break eye contact. He glanced around to see the image fading rapidly and he began to wake.

He shot up awake, and heard the screaming continue.

It was Angela screaming.