The ride was far from silent. Thor sat in the passenger's seat chastising his brother about what he's done. Loki paid no mind to his brother's words of discouragement as he gazed out the window arms crossed. It was another argument he couldn't win, what's the point in fighting back? He knew what he did and had his reasons. If Loki tried to explain it was for the safety of their people Thor would literally throw him out of the moving car. Perhaps if he didn't perform a mass cloaking spell on the ship the governments of Earth would be helpful. However, last time an enormous ship landed on Earth almost half of New York was destroyed, it was highly doubtful that they wouldn't shoot first and ask questions later.

You stared at your phone, listening to the one sided argument take place. Your phone vibrated with a text from Lilly inviting you to her birthday party at a local nightclub Saturday night. You responded you'll try- no, definitely be there. It was time you got out of the headquarters that wasn't via magic portal.

Looking up Thor was still at it, Loki was still looking out the window, and Tony was annoyed at the both of them. You had ideas floating in the back of your head of how you could help the stranded Asgardians. You knew they've been here for a while, but going to a whole new planet with several different cultures, adapting would be difficult and having to watch your home be destroyed didn't help. They needed to continue to be their own society but still adjust to their new surroundings.

"What if you guys build your own Asgard here on Earth?" You interrupted Thor's lecture, earning a stare from both him, Loki, and Tony from the rearview mirror. "I mean, there has to be somewhere that has plenty of land or even abandoned buildings to start with." You shrugged.

"It is kind of you to suggest such a thing, Lady Y/N," Thor said, turning to get a better view of you, "however, where could we possibly rebuild Asgard that could fit our people? I do not mean to offend, but your people and our people's lifestyle and traditions are vastly different."

"Vastly, different." Loki hissed.

You ignored his remark, turning to Tony, "Don't you know any governors, Hell even mayors that could help out?"

Tony focused on the road, you couldn't tell if he heard you or not.

"Tony-"

"Does it have to be in America?" Tony asked.

"What do you saying, Stark?" Thor raised a brow.

"Like you said, your cultures are really different than ours. But not entirely different than Scandinavia. I mean, they worshipped and wrote about you guys, didn't they? I'm also great buddies with the Prime Minister of Norway, I'm sure they can find a place for some alien refugees."

Thor and Loki exchanged looks as if they were communicating telepathically. Thor patted Tony on the shoulder, "You would really do this?"

"It's just a few phone calls. But yeah. You can be in charge of the entire situation since you're their king and all. On one condition," Tony pointed behind him towards Loki, "this one stays with us."

"What?!" Loki nearly lunged forward in his seat if it wasn't for the seatbelt.

"After your stunt we're keeping an extra close on you. Plus Doctor Weird wouldn't want you in a different country, not that it would be a problem for him to get to you, but if we allowed that he might request for you to be under his care. Hell I wouldn't give a damn playing divorced parent for you to be under his custody. But like it or not you're either our responsibility, the wizard's, or the government. You can pick."

Loki tightened his jaw, slumping back in his seat in defeat. Great, you're stuck with your neighbor longer than you anticipated. You should've kept your mouth shut.

Not too long later you all arrived back to Avengers HQ. Loki nearly slammed the car door before he marched to his room, almost running Thor over. Thor didn't think much of it as he considered Loki's point of view. Still, he agreed with Tony on keeping him in the care of the Avengers while Asgard was being rebuilt.

"I will alert my people immediately of your plan, Y/N." Thor patted your shoulder, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." You patted his shoulder back, although your hand probably felt like a pebble gently tapping on him. "I wanted to help somehow. The thought of an entire people lost on a new world bothered me."

"It bothers me as well. But hopefully we can make a difference. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go on one of those computers and research your modern day Scandinavia. I'm sure it has changed in the last few thousand years since our people were last there." With that Thor excused himself, the thought that Thor and Loki were over a thousand years old yet still looked good baffled you.

Tony hasn't said a word since his promise to talk to the Prime Minister. "I need to get back to my meeting." Tony blatantly stated. Before you could think to say anything, he went back into his car and sped away, leaving you alone.


The next few days were eerily silent. Everyone was constantly in and out with various missions and assignments. The life of an Avenger wasn't as lavish or laid back as the media portrayed them it to be. Tony ignored you the day after you and Loki were forced a visit to Doctor Strange. The day after was a bit better when you helped him with his projects, but the cold tension in the air was so thick not even a knife could cut through it. After a while the tension faded, but Tony never explained his reason for being upset, or whatever emotion you could call it. Not only were you helping Tony in the lab, you started to work out again to fill in the time. You didn't train with the others, but Natasha did spot for you when you needed it. It's been a while since you worked out, not since you escaped from Hydra. As for Loki, you haven't talked to him since that day as he was cooped up in his room. Now that you thought about it, you didn't see him leave once, not even to get food.

Saturday rolled in so fast you almost forgot about Lilly's birthday. You did forget to get a gift for her, but you figured you could pick something up quickly before the party. You knew you needed the day to get ready. The night club you were meeting at was as Maya described it "the boujee-ist place in all of New York", so you wanted to look your best. You already had your stylish yet sexy outfit planned out that you've been dying to wear out on the town ever since the girls helped you pick it out one day on a shopping spree. You never imagined you would have two friends taking you shopping, giving you a home, and being so understanding on your situation.

You finished taking a long, steamy bath, admiring your not too shabby work shaving your legs. You put a lavender smelling lotion all over your body right before letting the towel from your hair fall to the ground. You admired how much your hair has grown the last few years after being shaved so many times since you were a young teen into your adulthood. From your hair you looked at your body, how much weight you were able to gain back from only getting the bare nutrients and calories, you looked more youthful than you ever did when you were younger.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of people talking down the hallway. You recognized one of the voices as Tony. He would be leaving tonight with Thor for Norway, so now was your chance to try and clear the air before he left.

Drying your hair the best you can to stop it from dripping, you slipped on a bathrobe and opened your door. Tony was walking with a few other men wearing lab coats. You figured they helped him with other projects as you recognized a few they listed as Tony told them what to focus on this weekend while he was gone.

"Tony," you grabbed his attention after he was a few feet away from your room, "can we talk for a minute?"

Tony nodded to the other men, patting one on the shoulder before they entered the elevator down the hall, "What do you need?"

This was the most words he's given you the last few days. You weren't going to let him give you the silent treatment any longer, "Are you mad at me for something?"

Tony looked confused, "I'm not mad. Why would you think that?"

"I dunno," you leaned against your doorframe, "we haven't had a real conversation with more than three sentences since before the other day with you know who." You tilted your head in the direction of Loki's room.

Tony looked at Loki's door, expecting him to make a grand appearance at any moment, "Listen kid, I admit I was more than… irritated, when I got the call that Loki was out of the building, but it wasn't meant to be directed towards you." It wasn't much of an apology, but you figured that's the closest you would get to one.

"I get it. I'm glad we're actually talking, but I need to finish getting ready." You remembered you were standing in the hallway in nothing but your bathrobe.

"Um, getting ready for what exactly?"

"I'm going out with my friends for Lilly's birthday. It's just going to be dinner and a few drinks."

"When did you plan on telling me this?" Tony said, crossing his arms, his tone straying into strict dad territory.

"I was going to mention it when I got the text, but we were in the car and I never got the chance. Besides, you didn't really need to know the second I got the invite."

"Yes I did need to know, because you're not going."

Your jaw dropped, "I'm not going?" You asked, starting to get pissed off at Tony yet again for something ridiculous.

"You heard right," he said, "If I knew that day we could've made arrangements, but Thor and I are heading to Norway tonight and everyone else is busy."

"There's no way that there's absolutely nobody else that can babysit. What about Steve?"

"Infiltrating a terrorist base with Sam and Bucky."

"Bruce?"

"Not the best idea to have him watch over Hulk's favorite ragdoll."

"Natasha?"

"Classified."

"Wanda or Vision?"

"Double date with Clint and his wife that they've been planning for months."

"What about all those other agents, scientists, or whatever they are? You can't tell me they're all busy." You started to raise your voice in frustration.

"For the most part, yeah, they are. I can't ask every single one of them. Especially with this short notice." Tony raised his voice in return, "I also know for a fact that none of them would even volunteer, they don't have the balls like you do. You're on nanny duty. End of discussion." You couldn't begin another sentence as Tony left. You were completely dumbfounded that your night was completely ruined, all because of stupid Loki.

"Well, that was quite a conversation." Speak of the devil. Loki's head popped out between the door and doorframe, blocking your view into his room. You always wondered what his room looked like, whether it was decorated in his style, or if he kept it clean and organized or in disarray. He did like chaos, but maybe living situations was an exception.

"How much of that did you hear?" You adjusted your bathrobe, covering yourself as modest as possible.

"Just a fair amount." He opened his door enough to show his full body, he was wearing a casual green button up shirt and black pants. It was a little weird seeing him in human clothes as you were accustomed to his Asgardian suits. "I heard you want to go to a party but your poor father wants you to watch over me, correct?"

You didn't respond. You didn't want to give him any satisfaction in whatever game he wanted to play. Instead your mind wandered to what you were going to do tonight. First you had to text the girls that you couldn't make it, you're sure they would understand given the fact they know you're living with a literal alien psycho. Maybe you could get into your most comfortable pajamas and binge watch some shows you've been meaning to catch up on. "Good night." You said to Loki, closing your door behind you.

"I could help you." Loki stepped out of his room, walking the few steps to use his hand to stop you from closing the door.

"Help me with what?" You glared, not wanting to put up with anything else tonight.

"You want to go to this party, I can make it seem like you were here the entire time while you're out doing, whatever it is Midgards do for fun." Loki was close enough you could smell his aroma, a mix of cologne and lingering leather. From what you could tell from the way he looked at you he wasn't going to leave you alone on this.

"What's the catch?" You asked, "I mean, what's in it for you? I'm sure you're not doing this from the bottom of your heart."

Loki gave you a playful grin, "Allow me to have one night of freedom outside of this building." The moment he said that you tried to close the door, he pushed against your force, keeping the door open, "Wait, let me explain! All I ask is a single night. I've been confined here for weeks, I've already read every book or magazine there is to offer, and your 'television' is mindless."

"That's the point of TV." You put in extra muscle in to get the door shut, but Loki's extra human strength overpowered you, "I'll get you some books another time."

Loki scoffed, "So you're going to follow Stark's orders like a good child?" You stopped pushing on the door. Loki stumbled from your sudden lack of effort, but straightened himself back to his arrogant self. "You may be his daughter, but you don't have to listen to his every will and command. If you do, we're both prisoners here."

You hesitated, processing everything he just said, "If this is going to happen, we need to make a few arrangements."

Again, Loki showed his wicked smile, "Go on."

"First, we need to leave long after Tony and Thor are gone. We can't let anyone see us leave, especially them."

"Leave that to me. As you know I am the expert in trickery."

"Second, we would need to be back before tomorrow morning when everyone else gets back. So no random hookups or sleepovers."

Loki was disgusted, "Please, as if I would ever. Especially with a Midgardian."

You pinched the bridge of your nose, closing your eyes as you exhaled annoyed. "And lastly, you're not going off on your own."

Loki's mouth opened in shock, "What?!"

"If anyone found out I snuck out on babysitting duty, I'd be in for it. But if they knew I let you go roaming around the city, I'd not only be in for it, they'd have not only my head on a stake, but yours too. Are we clear."

Loki thought about your bargain for a moment. Yes it would suck having a tagalong on a night you were suppose to have fun, but facing the wrath of the Avengers for ditching is way worse. "Fine. On one condition." Loki finally said.

You raised an eyebrow.

"You must be my personal assistant for an entire month. Preparing my meals, cleaning my quarters, everything."

Great, you were sneaking out with the guy now he wants to negotiate? "Make it one week."

"Three weeks."

"Two."

Once again, he bared his coy smile. Loki held out his hand, "Two weeks it is." You stared at his outstretched hand, then before you could go back on your word you took his hand in yours, giving a firm shake.

Why do you feel like you just made a deal with the devil?