"Eep!" Elle leaped a meter into the air when someone grab her hand and scattered her papers all over the floor. She looked over her shoulder. No one.
Some of the people around her looked at her weirdly, some laughed, and some whispered amongst themselves.
She immediately scrambled to pick up all of the papers, then sit back down. However the laughing still did not cease.
She rolled her eyes, "Ok, shoo! Back to work, people. Nothing to see here."
She mumbled, "Follow me." and strode swiftly to the storeroom and closed the door.
Once they were there, the air shimmered a green light for a second before the brothers materialised.
"I knew it was you." She said stabbing a finger towards them, "Couldn't you tell me first, instead of sneaking up on me? Now I seem like a weirdo."
Thor laughed guilty, and Loki smirked, "Big deal. You had always seemed like a weirdo anyway."
"Argh..." Elle punched him in the arm, "Well then, do you not want to see Luna? I feel no need to tell you."
"Ahaha...We were just kidding, right, brother?" Loki shook his head. Elle narrowed her eyes.
Thor stepped on his feet, "Right?"
"Whatever," She pushed the door open, "She can babysit you two brats, not me. I already have a whole office of them anyway and I'm not interested in anymore for the time being."
"But," She slammed the door shut again, "I almost for to tell you. She's lost her memory, and she arrived here like a dead person. I don't know why there was blood everywhere, and...Well yeah, you don't want to hear. Also, for some reason, she looked a hundred times better, or at least after she recovered, however she did, without her memory so no doing anything that might make her remember anything. Basically you will not let her hear you, see you, or talk to you. But my point is, I get off in thirty minutes, I'll bring her home and you two will tell me what you did, and if you don't have a good answer, I will make you wish for death itself and grant that wish and bury you a good thirty feet in the ground."
"A vicious threat, Lady Elle, I'll keep that in mind." Thor pushed Loki out of the room and they disappeared again.
"Third row!" She called after them.
Silently as they could, they walked through the office where papers were scattered everywhere. The sound of typing and maybe coffee being drank broke the silence.
Slowly, they came to the third row, and scanned the row carefully.
And there she was. Her silver hair up in a messy bun, stray strands just billowing around softly.
She looked around the same, but there was now a new scar on her wrist. It twisted strangely, and had a goldish purple tinge around it. It looked suspiciously like magic to Loki.
Her hands typed on the computer, and every once in a while she would reach over and scribble some words on a piece of paper.
But there was one difference. Her eyes now sparkled brightly with something like hope, or maybe joy, tiny amber flakes in them that weren't there before now were.
She looked happy. Happier than she'd ever been.
Loki wondered if that was what she used to look like. He wanted to talk to her, one of the only people who tried to talk to him and understand him.
Maybe ask her what had happened. How was she? Had she missed him?
She'd been on Midgard all this time but why hadn't Heimdall noticed? Had he pretended not to just to leet her heal and recover, or was it something more then that?
Had Thor noticed? He looked back to his brother who was fiddling with some contraption. Obviously not.
"Hi!" Elle was walking over, "I'm done. Let's go."
"Oh!" He hadn't noticed Luna get up and walk in his direction, and she collided with him.
Her heel slipped and she fell, and Thor yanked him away by the collar. Elle rushed to help her off the floor, discreetly glaring daggers at Loki.
"Let's to your home, ok?" Elle said loud enough for the brothers to hear, but not loud enough to be considered weird.
"I...I but, sure, but I swear I saw someone...I think." Luna trailed off, thinking about how weird it would be to say that she'd seen a man coming out of a green light.
"It's nothing. Your brain was probably just messing with you, seeing as you've just recovered from that accident." Elle laughed nervously.
"I don't even remember what happened."
Elle nodded, "The doctor said you were in shock, remember?"
"No, actually I don't remember. Did we even see a doctor?" Luna questioned.
"Um yes, you just don't remember 'cause, um, the doctor said you lost your memory, and...whatever, let's just go home."
"Sure."
Once they arrived home, Luna was ushered straight to bed.
Elle ran a hand through her brown hair, "Well, I'm sure you have a million questions, as do I, but unfortunately, I'm tired and not going to entertain any questions, so we'll do this tomorrow."
Loki opened his mouth to protest, but Elle continued, "I'm already taking that room, do you're both going to have to share the couch."
"With him?!" He pointed to Thor.
"Yes." Elle had apparently adopted a no nonsense way of talking after the accident, "Like I said, I'm not going to sugarcoat anything, no nonsense, no noise, you're welcome to sleep on the floor if you want."
Seeing that there was no response, she smiled, "Good night then." And slipped into her room.
"Seriously?" Loki turned to Thor for an answer, but the thunder god was already sprawled on the couch, taking full custody of the entire piece of furniture.
He moaned and smacked his forehead, "Seriously?"