A/N: HEY EVERYONE! So sorry it took so long I've been busy. Turns out writing a novel, worldbuilding, working, becoming obsessed with Hamilton, and doing other stuff has meant that my muse for this has gone waaay down. Therefore I warn you that this is pretty not to par, and apologize already - BUT BUT BUT we are moving forward, and i've decided that this part of the story will probably be ending in like 4 chapters. I think I said why in the past A/N but to just reiterate, the story will be merging into another "LTA" for Bella because I have not made this girl as awesome as she can be. What can I say? Besides, Lizzie and Loki are at a very nice place (Or will be soon) and everyone loves to watch cuteness all around. Though I do hope you all stay for the rest of it, I promise lovely stuff and cookies.
Anyway, as its late and I"m posting this before bed I'll just say 'I hope you enjoy'
Amora sighed as her blue eyes scanned over the destroyed base in Alaska, kicking the rubble of the main building to the side. Thanos wasn't pleased to say the least, and a few Chitauri had been thrown against the wall as he growled about the idiocy of Midgardians and their petty problems. It was all that woman's fault, Loki's little toy who Shaw seemed so obsessed with, if it hadn't been for her their force of mutants would not currently be in the hands of their opposition while their Chitauri counterparts were all dead.
Which for Amora was a huge setback.
Funny how time was so different in each place, for she had come from Asgard where weeks had passed, yet here on earth it was only a matter of a few days. A few days ago they had come close to achieving their goal, of making the last moves to ensure victory... and now, due to the idiot mutant they were delayed by possibly months. By the Nine, she hoped not! If she ever got her hands on Loki she was sure to give him a good thrashing.
A breeze whipped at her blonde hair, and her gaze turned to the skies to see a storm building. She had somewhere else to be - for while one piece on the chessboard had been removed, there were still others which could be played, others she had to put into position for Thanos. Sure, they were a lesser pawn, one not as powerful, but certainly enough to cause a problem within the established sanctuary of Midgard.
Well, as loosely as 'sanctuary' as it could be called.
With a smirk toward the ruins, she disappeared.
If Odin said another word, Lizzie was sure Loki would lose his control and snap - and so would her grandfather for that matter. Vera clung to Erik's arm in a placating gesture as Odin explained that Loki was back under arrest and that there would be a trial for his actions regarding the death of Alex Shaw.
Lizzie herself was rather tempted to silence him but refrained.
"I'm afraid its something I cannot help." Odin replied as Thor made an objection. "Loki knew that he was being allowed his freedom only as long as he kept within the rules which were set for him."
"Father this is ridiculous!" Thor boomed in irritation. "It was a situation out of his control, and Loki had no choice but to react how he did in defense of the Lady Elizabeth."
"Defense is one thing." Odin countered, emphasizing the word with a clipped tone. "Revenge... is quite another. He went too far in the murder of the Midgardian in question, and thereby violated his parole."
The hall was silent, the occupants of the room exchanging looks as they tried to figure out just what they were going to do. Odin's eye watched them all, a conflict within him as he saw their confusion and anger painted on their faces. He understood why, but the words of the council who he'd argued with for hours the day before had made it perfectly clear that in this he had no say. Asgard saw Loki as a criminal, and insisted that he be a king and not a father.
In fact that was one of the main arguments. Odin had made it clear that he had understood his estranged son's reaction, as he would have done the same had Frigga,been in danger - but from the standpoint of justice, it became much harder to understand without sufficient evidence, and they lacked it far too much.
For Loki, he boiled in barely restrained rage, words itching on the tip of his tongue which he couldn't let loose quite yet. His eyes darted to Elizabeth, fury still filling him from the fact that the moment they had entered the Throne room Odin had separated them, surrounding him with guards so that if he tried to get to her he would fail. Fear returned to him from before they had come, the worry of harm coming to her striking even deeper than before due to the separation.
Her brown eyes turned to him, and within their depth he saw reflected his feelings - though dimmed due to who she was - a small smile given to him as if in assurance. But how good would that be if she was snatched from him by the Allfather? He tensed, the chains about his hands rattling softly, another reminder that Odin wasn't half as reasonable as he pretended to be -at least, to him.
"This parole you speak of," Erik finally spoke, Vera's eyes wide with worry as he stepped out of her hold to speak to Odin. "Did it, or did it not include the bereavement of Loki's powers?"
"It did." Odin replied.
"Powers which were returned to him in order to protect Elizabeth, who was - at the time - very much in danger." His voice seemed to magnify in the great room, the walls echoing it more than it would normally, or at least Lizzie seemed to think so. "These powers you took from him because he had used them for ill - am I understanding correctly?"
Odin's eye narrowed slightly, but he nodded. "Yes. His powers were returned to him by... other means" His gaze turned to Frigga. Another matter the Council had brought him to task for.
Erik looked at the man in question, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes as he decided to continue. "Then, considering the circumstances and the fact that he protected more than just Elizabeth, is it not safe to say that the reasoning behind the bereavement of his powers is now null and void?" he asked, the memory of his own recently powerless state something which he could understand of the young Jotun.
"It would. But Loki has yet to fill his total sentence." The King insisted.
"Yet even on Eart-Midgard, forgive me, we allow criminals what is known as clemency under certain circumstances despite what sentence was originally given." Odin's head leaned back as he took a deep breath in, his hand tightening around his staff being the only indicator that something was going on in his mind. Yet, Erik wasn't done. "He saved lives instead of took them. Shown repentance for what happened in New York, and has been a crucial piece in knowing what we have to prepare for. Is that not right, Thor?"
"Aye. Loki has done much to help us prepare for Thanos' arrival,and had it not been for his abilities we wouldn't have found Elizabeth." Thor added in agreement, a respect showing in his face toward Erik for the defense of Loki.
"Still, Asgard demands Justice." Odin replied stubbornly.
"Asgard...or you?" The voice of Lizzie cut in as coldly as a shard of ice through a warmed room, Odin's focus now going to her as she stepped up, standing as close as she could to Loki who eyed her warily.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Do you mean that this is out of your control and that your realm demands justice, or do you mean that you demand Justice - whatever kind of justice you want to dish out? I've heard of the kinds of things you've come up with in the past, and I have to say that the punishment hardly fits the crime." she rattled off with an edge, and Loki half worried she'd lash out in more than words. A look was exchanged with Thor behind her back, the golden prince eyeing the woman in interest and concern. "As my grandfather said, Loki has shown repentance, and if you wish to truly fault him on his actions regarding Shaw, I cannot stop you - well..." she chuckled softly, looking back at Loki. "I probably could."
Green eyes narrowed in amusement as his black haired head shook. Damn woman probably would drop Odin to his knees before her if it came to it... though he could not deny just how much he liked the spark she was showing.
"I can hardly see how you have any say in the matter, your mind is clouded in your affection for Loki." Odin replied, attracting her attention once more. The irony which laced his words did not go unnoticed by him, those words the very same which were uttered to him regarding the matter.
'oh no' Loki thought, fighting the smile which wanted to spread on his face.
But Lizzie was already smirking, brown eyes narrowed to those which she'd been using for a few weeks, her very persona changing to- Loki's brows furrowed as he saw something different than he'd seen before. He couldn't say her looks were strictly that which he'd seen while she was in the company of Shaw, nor could he say she looked expressly the way she normally did. Rather a mix, and for Lizzie she could feel the difference, had somehow made its way into existence. "'Clouded in my affection'..." Lizzie repeated slowly, arms swinging behind her before her hands clasped in an authoritative stance. "You know, I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time, ever since I found out what happen with Loki when he fell from the Bifrost - and I have to say I'm more than disappointed in your parenting skills."
"How does this-"
He was cut off, a harsh glare sent his way from Lizzie. "You call me clouded," she continued after a beat. "That I am now on Loki's side merely because of my feelings for him, but I'll have you know that even before I fell in love with him I wondered at your own part in this play."
Odin's eyebrow raised. "Is that so?" he asked, a thin strand of hesitation in his voice, likely from the knowledge that if he wasn't careful she would stop him from talking. He began to wonder if it was wise that he had made her Aesir, though from the look on Frigga's face who stood off to the side, he could not voice it at this point.
"Yes." Lizzie answered. "And before you say it has no bearing whatsoever to the fact that you want to lock Loki up for another thousand years, I'd like to add that without your own lack of good parenting he likely wouldn't have done it in the first place." A look around informed her of the others opinions. Thor looked at the Allfather expectantly, Loki's countenance was something of curiosity - most likely to where she was going with it - and Frigga looked proud. "Now," she continued. "I'm not saying he wasn't wrong - God knows I think he was being absolutely psychotic and definitely deserved the four slaps I've given him for his conduct. Granted, he even deserves to a degree what you want to bestow upon him... but at this point, the punishment does not fit the crime. Killing a man whose own crimes surpassed Loki on so many levels because he wished to protect isn't wrong, never will be, and if you think that he still deserves what you are so willing to lay on him then I volunteer to go with as well because frankly you have fucked up as a father and now you're covering your tracks in the most fucked up of ways."
"Elizabeth!" Loki exclaimed, speaking for the first time in a while. "Under no circumstances-"
"The prisoner is not permitted to speak." Odin reminded, and by some magic Loki was forced to remain silent. That, in and of itself, irked Lizzie who gave Odin a look of defiance. "What makes you think, girl, that you have the right to tell me what you have? I, who have saved your life as it hung in the balance between the living and the dead."
To that, Frigga turned upon Odin, shock written in her features as a 'What?' was echoed by Loki. Lizzie's head leaned back slightly, recognition dawning in her face as she quickly put the pieces together. Her eyes narrowed. "You?... Oh that's low." she said softly, taking a step forward. "Saving my life doesn't mean you get to silence me-"
"Elizabeth!" Frigga cut her off, stepping up to Odin. "Allow me to speak to the King... Alone." The word was shown in her eyes as she turned to her husband, a fire in the blue orbs before she started walking out, the very semblance that of a command for Odin to follow. A few moments later, the adjoining room closed.
"You..." Loki's soft voice began, a storm already beginning within it as he turned to Thor. "He gave the Apple to you to give to Elizabeth... that's why you refused to tell me."
Thor turned to his brother warily, fear building in his eyes as he worried that Loki may very well take it the wrong way. "It was his request that you did not know, he knew you would never accept it if you did." He said, stepping forward.
"With good reason." Loki snapped. "Now he hangs it over her head-"
"He saved Elizabeth - do you not realize what he must have done in order to convince Idunn to even give him an apple? She, who guards the apples with greater fervor than a bilgesnipe, who he had to convince for you! You, after what you did concerning Thjazi all those years ago." Thor roared, ending only a foot away from his brother, the guards having stepped back as Thor had advanced. "Yes, I don't agree with the fact that he is now using it against Elizabeth, but for once he did something for you worth noting and you are just as unforgiving as he!"
The last word echoed for a moment in the hall, silence following from all parties. A stare off between the golden haired prince and his darker counterpart began, Loki unwavering as he tried to process just what everything meant.
Yes, Odin had saved Elizabeth, a fact which shocked him to the core. Why? That was the greater question. He had saved him from the frozen wastelands of Jotunheim, raised him as his own son - but there was a reason behind it. 'An eternal alliance between the kingdoms through him'... it was that which caused Loki to look at his saving Elizabeth with suspicion. A hundred possibilities ran through his head, and none of them were good.
"Loki?" Her voice cut through his mind, the realization that she was now close enough to touch causing him to reach out to her, drawing her to him with a glare to one of the guards who stepped forward as if to stop him. Her hand reached up to his face, turning his attention back to her and meeting his eyes. "He is right, you know." she said softly, still confused that the man who apparently had caused Loki to be where he was had saved her life. "Maybe we both are too hasty in our reaction to the Allfather?"
Loki's black eyebrow lifted, his emerald eyes filling with a curious look. "What do you mean?" he inquired, unsure just what he thought in that moment regarding what she was saying. Surely she saw the possible meaning behind what Odin was doing...
"I mean..." she continued. "If he saved my life, maybe you're not the only one who deserves forgiveness?"
Loki's mouth opened, but before he could respond, the door opened, and Odin and Frigga returned, the Allfather's lips pursed as he stepped back up to his dais and sat down, Frigga giving Lizzie a assuring look which turned fond as she saw the proximity of her son and his lady.
"Frigga and I have spoken." Odin finally said, his eye landing on Loki with a guarded neutrality. "Unfortunately, the Council has already demanded a trial - and before you say anything, Thor, hear me out." His words cut the young Asgardian's words off before the spewed forth in frustration, his mouth already opening to form the first line. "Asgard will want a trial, and a trial shall be given, but unlike his last trial, where only you saved him from a fate which our kin demanded, this time we will have a larger one, with all evidence which can be given brought forth." He looked to Erik, the mutant raising a wizened brow of curious anticipation. "That includes the testimonies which your friends so eagerly wish to give."
"And until then?" Thor inquired, a tense tone coating his words. "Is he to be returned to his cell in the Tower of Solitude?"
Lizzie's hand tightened around Loki's, his touch equally as gripping in return. He couldn't go back there, he'd go mad this time, as mad as they all thought he was - solitude had never helped him in the past.
A shake of his head with a small smile came as half the answer which was soon uttered. "No." Odin replied, looking to his son. "He shall be under house arrest and confined to the palace, and since his powers are still inaccessible to him there shall be no complications given before the trial. After all, we all know how wild he can be, to confine him would only make matters worse I believe."
"When is this trial?" Lizzie asked, forcing herself to stay silent on the other part of the statement.
"Two weeks from now. Witnesses from Midgard must be gathered, and... arrangements must be made otherwise." he said, exchanging a look with Frigga, words passed between them though nothing was expounded on. "Thor, you will take the Lady Elizabeth back to Midgard, as well as our other guests. Doubtless your friends have gone with very little news, they'll be worried."
Elizabeth's eyes widened, looking up at Loki for a second, his own face stony and set on his adopted father. A part of her felt happy at the prospect of going home for a little bit, wanting to see everyone and apologize to them all - she missed them. But on the other side, she worried what Loki would think about it, and hoped that he would see it with at least some reason. Maybe even it would do him some good?
Thor looked toward her, her thoughts echoed in his eyes. "When do we depart?" he inquired of his father.
"As soon as possible. Time passes differently, as you know Thor, and time is of the essence." Odin replied, giving everyone the idea that the conversation was over. "You may take the chains off of Loki."
The green eyed Jotun smirked. "Are you so sure you want to do that? I am, after all, 'wild'."
Odin merely stared, as if daring his son to do anything when his chains were removed - but he didn't, he merely rubbed at his wrists before wrapping an arm around Elizabeth's waist and gave a mocking bow, turning them around with his usual regal walk. He wanted to get out of the room as soon as possible, and if he was going to endure a week without Elizabeth he intended to make the most of however little time they had before she left.
Thor followed, giving one last look at Frigga who nodded, Erik and Vera going along with.
"I do hope you know what you're doing." Odin said to Frigga once the room only contained themselves again. "Your plan is full of places where things could go wrong."
Frigga raised an eyebrow. "You and Asgard insist upon this ridiculous trial, the least I can do is make the result something worth their wile. Despite what you like to say, you know that girl is good for him - a little rough around the edges, but good for him."
A sigh came from Odin. "And what if Asgard finds Loki guilty and sentences him to a fate which separates them?" he inquired of his wife.
"They won't." Was all she said, smiling smugly.
"You're silent again." Lizzie pointed out as she dressed in clothes more of the fashions of Earth, Loki standing out on the balcony. "You're not going to do anything are you?"
Loki turned, his face still wearing the serious expression he'd had since they left the throne room. "Now what could you possibly mean?" He asked in turn, the edge in his voice unmistakable. "I am powerless, locked up in this gilded cage yet again with you being taken away from me. I can plot and plan all day, but there are still guards at my door, and soon you'll be gone."
Lizzie rolled her eyes, walking toward him and leaning against the door frame. "It's two weeks. You'll live." She stated, realizing how hypocritical she likely sounded, having been rather frustrated in the beginning of the entire situation - but she had had time to think, time to sort out her thoughts and realize that the time apart wouldn't be as bad as she had thought at first. At first she'd been afraid, but she had been berating herself for some time due to realizing that she was allowing her fears which were leftover from her time with Alex to dictate her. She was stronger than them...
...and so was Loki.
Her focus returned to him, his back now to her as he looked back out from the balcony. With a sigh, she ran her hands over his shoulders, squeezing as she dropped a kiss to his back, wrapping her arms around his middle. His jaw clenched, but he couldn't help but relax against her, bringing his hands up to her own. "It will be alright." she encouraged, stepping onto her tiptoes to see him as he turned his head. "I'll be back before you know it."
Loki sighed, letting go of her hands so he could turn, embracing her instead. "I know." he finally said, softly as the wind, his eyes slipping closed. "I don't like it though. Shaw was merely one piece on the board of Thanos' plans, there will be more, and what if he strikes and you're trapped there?" He put a distance between them, an imploring look in his face. "Thor won't stop you if you wish to stay, and I'm sure Odin couldn't-"
"Shh." Lizzie placed a finger on his lips, moving her hand to his face. "You worry too much. I'll be perfectly safe, and as we already noted this week my new state has apparently given me complete control over my powers. If Thanos does strike, I'll have Bella open a portal here and be back before you know it."
"That isn't comforting." Loki told her simply, but Lizzie merely chuckled, pressing her lips to his in a lingering kiss. "You're trying to distract me."
"Perhaps... is it working?" she mumbled against his mouth, earning a hum of approval from him, reveling in the intimacy before she pulled away, a sigh escaping her. "Maybe you should take this time to spend time with your mother? I've not really spoken to her, but from the looks she kept sending you I've got a feeling she misses you." But the look of perturbation stayed put on Loki's face, his lips dangerously close to a pout. "And maybe..." she trailed off, unsure if she wanted to finish her second thought.
"Maybe what?" Loki pushed with a raised eyebrow, but before she could reply there was a knock at the door. He groaned as she went to open it, staring after her as she greeted the other person as he leaned against the doorframe.
"We're leaving soon." Fandral's voice informed him. "Thor said to inform you and that Loki is wanted by the queen immediately."
Lizzie nodded, thanking him before she shut the door again turning to the dark haired prince with a sad look which was echoed in his own eyes. "You know..." she started, grabbing her locket which she'd taken off the week before and handing it to him. "I don't know if I'm going to get used to our relationship. It seems so foreign, in a way."
"How so?" Loki inquired, unlatching the chain and holding it out for her to turn around, clasping it with a memory of the first time he did so. His fingers mimicked the former movements, brushing against her neck, still relishing in her shiver, unknowing that the same memory replayed in her own mind.
"We're just so...homey." she answered softly, a smile on her face as he pressed his lips to her neck, slowing time for a moment, wanting to buy herself a little more time. "We're so dramatic though. Look at us, you'd think I was leaving for months, not days."
A chuckle in her shoulder was all she got in reply from Loki, his warmth pulling away from her as he walked over to the bed, picking up the small bag which she'd packed and handing it to her. "Well, I have always had a flair for the dramatic."
Lizzie smirked, snickering as she took the bag. "Really? I had no idea." she teased, slinging it over her shoulder. "Alright, mandatory goodbye kiss and I'll go - pity you're wanted by Frigga, I'd drag you down there to see me off like a proper boyfriend."
"Trust me, I'd go if I could. If for no other reason than to make Thor uncomfortable with our affection." Loki laughed, hands wrapping around her waist as he pulled her into another kiss, forcing himself to be brief before he demanded she stay.
"You are a little shit." she replied, nuzzling his nose. "My little shit, but a shit all the same."
He only smirked more. "Go before I do something drastic." he warned, voice deeper than usual. Lizzie laughed, bounding over to the door before she turned back.
"Love you."
Loki smiled, this time with a genuine affection. "I love you."
Darcy jumped when out of nowhere a bright light illuminated the landing pad outside, her iced tea dropping out of her hand in surprise before she got her bearings. "Sweet heavenly choirs of angels - EVERYBODY THEY'RE BACK!" she called, though it was unnecessary as JARVIS was already declaring it through each room which held someone in it.
Pepper came first, practically rushing to the doors as Tony came in, the couple embracing in a rare display of affection where she fussed over him and he proudly showed off the fact that he no longer had the arc reactor in his chest.
The others filed in after him, Thor staying protectively closely to Lizzie even though it was unneeded. He knew fully well that Loki would skin him alive if anything happened to her, and he had decided to merely be aware at all times as to her safety... that was, until Jane came into the room and drew him over to the couch as Darcy started talking to Fandral.
A few minutes later, Steve came in, a still-small Bruce hot on his heels. Tony saw him first, his brown eyes widened in surprise and amusement. "Okay what did I miss? He looks like an Oompa-Loompa." he asked, earning an eye roll from Bruce.
"Oompa-Loompas were thirteen inches tall. Bruce is three feet." Darcy piped in, apparently listening to the conversation even though Fandral was still gabbing.
"What big ears you have, Puppy." Tony shot back, earning a smirk from the woman.
"Really, Tony, you don't remember?" he was asked in turn by Steve, a worried crease between his brow.
Tony's eyes narrowed a moment, looking at Bruce as he tried to retrieve a memory-there it was. The fight with Shaw had caused Bruce to be reduced in height, he could remember being absolutely pissed when it happened. "We need to find a way to get you back to size, you're not going to be useful at that height." he commented dryly, appraising his friend. "Well, except maybe to hit shins, that might be helpful."
"Tony." Pepper gave him a disapproving tone, to which he shrugged. "Thor said he was going to ask his mother for something to give him."
Across the room, Lizzie helped herself to a drink, unsure how it would affect her now that she wasn't human anymore. Bella, Kathleen, Logan, Clint and Natasha were still missing, and she wanted to see them more than anyone- "Hey." Lizzie spun around, Clint leaning against the bar at the far end. Mentally, she ticked off his name on her list.
"Hi." she replied, walking over to hug him, the familiarity of his presence making her feel happier. "I was about to ask where you were."
Clint chuckled. "Miss me?" he inquired, subtly scanning her over for her injuries, noticing that in the short time she'd been gone she'd apparently healed completely... and there was something different in how she looked, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Very much." Lizzie replied, smiling. "I never got to apologize for what happened."
The archer shook his head. "No need. I got what you did, even though I will admit I was a little pissed at the fact that you didn't trust me enough to tell me about that little plan of yours." he said, a raised eyebrow along with pinched lips confirming this annoyance which he spoke of.
Lizzie blushed, remembering how badly she'd felt from knowing how he and Loki had been treated by Shaw. "I'm sorry, Clint." she said, this time much more seriously. "It was such a dumb plan, but I'm sorry you got hurt - both physically and likely emotionally."
"Liz, listen to me." Clint started, pulling Lizzie off to the side and sitting her down. "I know everything about what happened to you, and frankly I understand where you came from. Now yes, your plan was really dumb and you should have gotten advice before you ran off like you did, but it wasn't your fault that any of us got hurt... and, as much as I hate to admit it, it worked out pretty nicely for us."
Her head cocked to the side. "What do you mean?"
"He means that we not only were able to knock out Shaw, but we also doubled our forces." Natasha's voice came up, a drink already in her hand as she sat down, Clint's arm going around her naturally as he gave her a kiss to the forehead. She smiled, leaning into him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa when did this happen?" Lizzie asked, eyes wide with happiness and amusement.
Clint looked bashful when he looked back at her, Natasha smug behind him. "While you were gone, Tasha and I..."
"Got together." Natasha finished, smiling in a way that Lizzie had never seen her smile before. "Turns out his watching Loki miss you made Clint realize the fact that I was pretty important."
"I always knew you were important." Clint argued. "I just didn't realize in what capacity."
"Oh really?" Natasha replied, their little banter causing Lizzie to start chuckling.
"Well I'm glad you guys finally did something about that little connection you have." She said, raising her glass in salute. It was then that a familiar blonde walked in, her blue eyes widening before she practically ran to Lizzie, the brunette standing to hug her tightly.
"I thought you were going to die!" Bella exclaimed bluntly, pulling away to look at her sister, her eyes already welling in tears. "You promised me no more missions alone!"
Lizzie shook her head, pressing her forehead against Bella's as much as she could considering their height difference. "I'm so sorry, Bells. I didn't want to involve you since you didn't even have your memory back." she replied, a pang of pain in her chest from the fact that of everyone she wished she'd not hurt Bella. They'd already lost so much, and she had been so close to adding herself to the list of casualties. "I'm sorry..." She said, the circles under Bella's eyes a stark contrast to her pale skin, giving more evidence that she had been more worried than Lizzie had seen her in a long time.
Bella shook her head, a hand going up to wipe at her eyes. "You're always such an idiot, I swear." she said with a little laugh in her voice. "You were no different in Dusseldorf." The reference was one which surprised Lizzie, the mission one which she'd almost forgotten until that moment. "You and your heroics..."
"This had literally nothing to do with heroism." Lizzie countered.
"You're right. It had literally everything to do with 'Lizzie always thinks she can do everything by herself and always has'" Bella retorted, a sassy head tilt accompanying it.
The younger twin gaped like a fish before finally closing her mouth, Natasha and Clints snickering finally reaching her ears as she saw them not even bothering to hide. With a narrowing of her eyes, she turned to her sister, though there was no malice in her gaze - though the look soon disappeared as she smiled widely, hugging Bella again. "I missed you."
"I missed you too, idiot." Bella shot back, poking Lizzie in the ribs.
In Asgard, Loki toyed with the ring around his finger, berating himself for wishing he could be somewhere else.
WILL YOU LOOK AT THE FUCKING CUTIES? DAMN. Oh and look he actually said "I love you' .. finally we have those words of magic. Anyway haha sorry i'm getting carried away - let me know what you thought below :D