I was still breathing heavy when we finished. Loki continued to gently kiss my neck as I curled into his warm chest.

"The twenty-four hours are up," I murmured jokingly.

"Well," whispered Loki, brushing a piece of my tangled hair out of my eyes. "You could always stay."

Just as I let that thought sink in, the door to my room broke down and a blonde, muscular man with armor stormed in, followed by-

"Summy!" I gasped, covering my naked body in a sheet.

"Halle?" his face in total pain and shock.

"I can explain," I said.

"Who is she, Loki?" asked the blonde, pointing at me. Loki got up from the bed and was suddenly fully clothed.

"None of your business, Thor," said Loki through gritted teeth.

"It is my business brother," said the man who was apparently Thor. "You cannot just bring a Midgardian here!"

"Halle," said Summy, "we're leaving." He stepped in my direction and I could see Loki tense up.

"Do not touch her," said Loki, almost growling.

"Well I'm not sure if you're aware," fumed Summy, "but Halle is engaged to me."

Loki stepped towards Summy as if challenging him. "I am indeed aware, but if you take one more step towards her, I will have no choice but to hurt you."

I gasped, seeing where this was going, and quickly threw on my dress.

"Stop!" I shouted, coming between Summy and Loki.

"Enough brother," said Thor, putting his hand on Loki's shoulder. "Stop this madness."

"I will deal with you later," said Loki, turning and punching Thor square in the face. The man flew back, unconscious.

"Loki!" I cried.

He turned away from his injured brother. "He will be fine." He turned to Summy. "I cannot say the same for you."

I was faced with a dilemma. Stay with Loki in this beautiful city, knowing the man beside me loved me more than anything, but feel totally out of place. Or I could go back with Summy and continue the great life I had with my family and job. Being a combat agent, I always had to learn to follow my instincts and not my heart; emotions were too complicated and got in the way in my line of work. I knew what I had to do.

"Loki," I whispered, "I'm so sorry. I can't stay with you."

I instantly saw the pain in his eyes and it hit a nerve in my heart. I took his face in my hands. "I have to go back," I said, holding back tears. "I belong back there."

"No," whimpered Loki.

"I love you," I whispered, and kissed his forehead. I turned away quickly to hide my tears and saw Summy holding out his arms and smiling proudly, as if he had just won a major award. i did not meet his embrace, but instead walked out of the room quickly and then started running. I could hear the click of Summy's shoes behind me, but I was faster. I ran and ran, my head filled with emotions, wondering how I could fall in love with a prince I had just met.

I didn't stop until I had reached the Bifrost, and Summy followed soon after.

"Halle," he said. "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything," I said, not making eye contact.

"Why are you mad at me?" asked Summy, pulling my face to look at him. "I wasn't the one who ran away and slept with a Norse God."

"Summy not now," I said sternly.

"Did you even think of me at all?" he asked. "For one second, did you ever remember there was a man back home who loved you?"

"Of course I did," I snapped.

"Then why, Halle?" asked Summy in disbelief.

I almost lost it and told him the real reason. Because he was so incredibly boring that I couldn't stand it. But I couldn't tell him, not now when he's unstable.

"You wouldn't understand," I answered, dismissing his question. "How did you even get here?"

"I came with Thor," said Summy. "It's a long story, but I'm sure Coulson will fill you in when we get back."

I was silent when we entered the gold glass room. The black man with the sword was nowhere to be seen, but I thought nothing of it as we approached the area that brought us here. When we approached, it began to spin and the sound of the chimes came back.

"You'll want to hold on," I said flatly, and Summy wrapped his hands around my waist. Just as we were about to jump into the portal, I turned to get one last look at Asgard.

And there he was, with the same pained expression as when I left him. His eyes were wide and his mouth looked like he was going to say something. He was now wearing a gold helmet with two long, curved horns. I turned away again, knowing it was too late to change my mind, and we jumped into the portal.