Siggy hadn't gotten much sleep that morning; she was too busy tossing, turning and thinking about a certain someone.

So, she got out of bed with a groan. Instead of walking around like a banshee in her old robe, she decided to wear some black leggings and a baggy, long sleeved shirt. Before she left her room, she plopped on a chair to pull on her hiking boots.

"Heh, going on a hike." She said to Ulfur as he low-crawled near, to pull on her shoelaces. "You're going to be so bored here, aren't you boy?" He rooed at her and panted in answer.

"Silly," she said as she finished lacing her boots. "Well, lets see what the game plan is. But first, to the coffee!"

OOO

Siggy yawned as she shuffled into the common room with Ulfur at her heels, fully intending to head to the coffee pot. She was just pulling her hair into a scrunchie when Tony verbally pelted her from across the room.

"Morning sleepy head! Guess you had some fun last…oh wait, this morning I guess."

Siggy jumped and looked up to see Stark and Pepper, bearing mimosas. Thor and Loki were across from them looking serious, beside a couple of women she knew from photos as Dr. Foster and her assistant.

Siggy nearly snarled for her answer at Tony's subtle, yet pointed remark. "Ugh, last I checked it's only 10, Mr. Narcissist, and you went to bed just before I did. So what does that make you?"

"A day drinker." Tony offered and sipped his mimosa while the conversation around him continued.

She ignored Loki's pointed gaze, and chose to focus all her energy into the coffee pot beyond. "I hope nobody minds my manners, but I need some coffee. Pretty much stat." she said.

One of the new comers, the dark haired woman in a beanie, groaned loudly at her, "Oh my god, thank you!" She trailed Siggy and they moved to the back.

The redhead had to literally push Loki to the side to get through the entrance between the bar and the kitchen. She did so without holding back, but gave him a smirk. He replied with a dark look in his eye that told her she'd see him soon enough.

"Sweet…Take that Lerki!" barked the assistant.

Siggy thought she might already like this one. "How do you take your coffee?" she asked as she started preparing the beans for grinding.

"I take some coffee with my sugar." The bundled woman said as she leaned her arms onto the countertop.

"Gotcha." Siggy said with a grin and begun the process. "I'm Sigrün, by the way, but call me Siggy!" she shouted over the grind.

"Darcy! I'm with Jane over there, mooning over her mammoth boyfriend!"

Siggy glanced over and noticed the small brunette molded into Thor's impressive form. She immediately smirked and stopped the processor, flipped it and smacked the top to get every delicious grain.

"Yeah, get some a that."

Siggy looked up and got a read on the girl fairly easily. She saw much by seeing personalities, from 8 years in university and her own stint mentoring students. "You're a science major…but not a science major."

Darcy's eyes widened and she threw her hands in the air. "Yes! Why the hell don't these flippin' physicists get it? Social science is still a science! High five, bro!" They laughed together and smacked palms.

"Gotta love bonding." Darcy said as Siggy started the coffee pot. "So what do you do? And after we hear that, what are you in for in this hizzle?"

Siggy smirked as she watched the machine finish up in record time. "Gotta love Stark machines." She muttered and pulled out several creamers along with the sugar jar. "I'm a forensic anthropologist to universities, but I do archaeology whenever they invite me to a dig."

"Yikes, I hate people…and camping. " Darcy said and put spoon after spoon of sugar, with just a dash of cream.

"Trust me…I don't really like dealing with people in general, but it's not so bad. It gets easier to have a little bit of people time in and then a boat load of lab work to follow." Siggy said. "As for your latter question, I'm supposed to be here on Anthro business, but that's not completely true."

Before Darcy could reply, Loki appeared behind Siggy and took the words out of the assistant's mouth. She watched helplessly as the crazy-ass god reached his deviant hand over Siggy's throat…to take the warm cup from her.

"What in the fuck?" Darcy whispered to herself and stared at the two. Sigrün rolled her eyes at his thievery, then casually made herself another cup before turning and leaning against the counter. Loki stood across from her, all tall and freaky looking, but they just sipped quietly and watched one another.

Like serial killers…

With that thought, Darcy grabbed her cup and moved back over to Jane and the others as quietly and quickly as she dared.

Siggy shook her head and loaded him with a silly grin once they were alone. "Did you sleep?"

"As much as you." Loki responded, and took a deep sip of his coffee. Oh, you slick bastard…

"You weren't watching me, were you?" she said quietly, though there was mischief in her eyes.

"I might have been." He said as he set his empty cup down. Loki watched her, in triumph, as she gave him a tiny glimpse of her emotions. The tips of her hair glowed blue for an instant, but she contained the flame before it erupted. "You're getting better at that, little Valkyrie."

She couldn't help but blush at his praise, but their time was interrupted.

"Loki!"

The two looked over at Thor, who was now holding his Jane with worry. The darker brother pushed from the counter, reluctantly, and went over to see what the fuss was about.

Once he was near, the thunder god continued. "We must go back to Asgard, brother. Jane…she's…we don't know what's going on, but it is not good. Father will know what we should do. There is dark energy within Jane, and I worry for her safety."

Loki gritted his teeth, knowing what this meant for himself. "First off, Odin is not my father…as he made perfectly clear." The god ignored his brother's saddened gaze, and continued. "Secondly, I'll be imprisoned once again…though I suppose one is the same as another. Lead the way if you must. We both know this little detour has only been an extension on my life granted by Frigga. No one expected me to be rehabilitated anyway."

Thor visibly grit his teeth and closed his hands into fists before turning to Stark. They quietly discussed their imminent departure while Loki turned and looked for Siggy.

She was pouring another cup of coffee, without expression on her face, carefully schooled. Then she tried to hightail it to the far corner toward the patio, while Ulfur leapt for the paper in her hand.

Loki watched her bop the beast on the nose gently as she opened the glass door, allowing Ulfur to race away for the chance to relive himself. She soon disappeared into the cushions of her favorite oversized chair on the veranda. The only evidence of her presence was the steam from her mug, wafting up into the air.

Loki tried pouring another cup, mimicking Siggy's actions to fix it up. However, he took a testing sip and nearly choked on the unexpected result. He set the abysmal concoction down before moving over to the patio doors.

Their leaving would be a fast transition, he knew, due to the overly curious doctor's condition. Himself, his brother and Foster would be gone within the hour. Thusly, the trickster god had no time to delicately let his new favorite pastime know they couldn't continue the back and forth. He enjoyed the fiery woman, both her attitude and her burning warmth. To keep her from giving up on him, he had to think on his toes…

Loki found her tinkering with a tiny electronic pad in her chair; cup of coffee long gone, like he knew it would be.

"I tried to make you one." He muttered and she jumped in her seat, whipping her head around to look up at him. "Shit!" she hissed and snapped a hand to her neck. "Damn it!"

"You're so very elegant and well spoken, woman." He said as he sat on the edge of the table before her. She gave a very unladylike snort in response and poked with her claws into the back of her neck.

"You're an ass." She said and ran her fingers through her hair; fidgeting. "Don't sneak up on people."

Loki tried to contain his grin and look serious. "I understand," he said, "I should make amends." With a quick movement, he nudged her to the edge of the seat.

Siggy frowned because she'd just warmed the cushions, but her jaw dropped from surprise when she felt his left leg slid along her own. Before she could process that, she felt his right leg do the same on the outside of her other leg. Lastly, his cool chest met her back.

Siggy physically had to control her eyelids from fluttering shut with pleasure, although she was trying to remain pissed. "Did you just commandeer my chair?"

Before she could try and jump away, Loki's hands began working magic on her neck. She moaned, soft as a kitten, and gave herself to his hands at work.

He pushed the tips of his fingers into her warm skin, absorbing her heat while he transferred his coolness. "Mmmm…" she hummed, and lazily dropped her hand against his thigh.

When Siggy felt him give a little shiver, she looked back at him through her messy bangs. "There is no way I make you cold, Loki, that's your forte. Although I'm not complaining…I like it." She said with a smirk.

He smiled at her inquiry, genuinely smiled, and it momentarily took her words away. "I know it, Sigrün" He reached out and rushed her bangs with his cool fingers. "I realize there is a little room for something other than anger in my life." He said with a look that made her roll her eyes. "I do hope I can remember this while I'm imprisoned." He whispered.

Before she could question his words, Loki lowered his lips to hers, silencing her before she could speak. Even at their odd angle, he made it work very well. He pulled her up against his chest, with his hand over her neck, all consuming as she molded to him.

It was a moment later when Siggy felt a rigid length resting against her hip. He was rather gentlemanly about it though, she thought, He shows just how capable he is to take, but he still waits for me to catch up…

His mouth was cool upon her mouth, yet she was warm as ever and soon she felt that length against her backside get warm. Siggy wondered, vaguely, if they would remain the same in another situation…maybe if they tired the next level? She would not know very soon, because Jarvis's voice interrupted them. It was time.

Siggy was rudely snapped out of her lust, and she sighed with regret. She accidently brushed her palm upon the trickster god's pants as she tried to get some distance to cool off. She smiled at him innocently, when he hissed at the contact.

Loki smirked and brought his hand up to cup her chin. "You are completely unforgiven, my Valkyrie. You owe me for such an embarrassing situation."

At his words, Siggy giggled quickly, with tears that threatened her eyes and sobered her up. "How long?" she whispered, with a sense of loss. "Shit...forever right?"

Loki frowned and looked down at her hands, before brushing her hair back. "It depends on what the Allfather wishes, Sigrün."

She shook her head and looked out into the sky. "I wish we had more time…I'm not going to lie, Loki. I wanted to try for, um…well, the fun stuff. Maybe you won't burst into flames or something, heh." She felt like she had shoved her foot in her damn mouth and she looked away.

His fingertips came under her chin and forced her to meet his gaze. "You know you affect me, woman…but you most definitely do not know how much." He snatched the pendant around her neck and squeezed until blood dripped down his fist.

"Loki!" she snapped and moved to him stop him, but he raised a hand and held up a small knife. "Cut yourself with this, Sigrün. Think of me when you do." He said.

Her eyes lifted to Loki and she frowned, raising an eyebrow in question. God damnit, you're too trusting, Smalls, she thought fleetingly, but did as she was told.

She was about to slide the blade over her palm, but he covered her hand and helped her make the cut. Despite the fact she was cutting her palm on command, it was oddly sensual. The blade felt cold in the chill of the morning and it was gently run over her skin. When she undulated toward him and gasped with surprise, he was quite nearly undone.

With a grunt, Loki cleared his throat and he pushed Siggy back into the now cool seat, before he pressed their bloodied palms together.

"I must go to my prison now, Sigrün…I will come to you if I ever can." He held her eyes for as long as he could, before Thor's thundering yell through the glass forced him to move.

Siggy was left in a stupor as Loki left her. Numbly, she looked down at her palm and the mix of blood painting it. With a sigh, she leaned back into the chair and brought her legs up to her chest.

When Ulfur ran up to her, she was gripping her bloody hand around the blade she'd been left with.