I didn't care who saw me or whatever. All I know is that I needed to get out of here ASAP. My tears signified my distress... or maybe I should just say my frustration. Somehow I had managed to get into the elevator by myself and made it get stuck with my powers. This was my little sanctuary. I could relax and collect myself.

Groaning I slid to the floor, pulled out my headphones, and started listening to music.

1, 2, 3 drink

Pour em back till I lose count~

"I'mmmmmm gonna swing from the CHANDELIER~ from the CHANDELIER~" I sung, blowing my nose into a piece of tissue. "I'mmmmm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't EXSIST~ like it doesn't it EXSIST~"

My phone vibrated and I glanced at it.

Jane: What happened?

Like I was about to text her back.

"I'm gonna fly like- a bird in the night, feel my tears as they dry~" I sung low key. (Ahaha Loki. No pun intended.) "I'mmmmmm gonna swing from the CHANDELIER~ from the CHANDELIER~"

It vibrated again.

Loki: Are you okay?

OKAY I GOTTA ANSWER!

I started texting him.

Me: I don't wanna deal with anyone right now. That includes communicating.

Loki: on. Let's talk about this.

Me: no.

Loki: Meet me on the roof.

I sighed out loud and lifted my magic. The elevator started to power on and work again. I hit a random button, after gathering my stuff and vanished.

The elevator doors opened, but no one was inside~

The wind on the roof was amazing. My hair blew around me crazily and my bun transformed into a ponytail. I noticed Loki meditating in the middle of the roof. With great stealth I made my way over to him and sat down in front of him.

"You can't sneak up on me."

"Wasn't trying to."

"Sure."

"You told me to come, I'm here. Wasn't much of a surprise."

"Seeing you burst out of your office crying and then hide yourself in the elevator, was."

"I wasn't hiding. I was isolating myself."

"Why?"

I looked at him curiously. "Why not ask me 'what happened?'?"

"Because I'm not nosy or stupid. I just want to know why you locked yourself in the elevator and isolated yourself instead of seeking comfort from someone?"

"Because almost everyone is nosy and stupid, and they keep doing the same thing."

"Mind elaborating?"

"They keep bringing up my ex and all of that stuff over and over. It's like they want me to go crawling back to him. They have no idea how much I'm suffering! I just wanted to come to work and have a peaceful day at work and it's like every little thing is about him." I frowned. "I'm getting coffee and some chick walks up like 'You and Kyle broke up?! Why did you go from good to worst?! Don't date Loki... are you sure you wanna date him?' or like how Nick did the same thing when he was in my office. 'Are you sure you want to date him? I mean... He isn't really your typical perfect-prince-charming-guy like Kyle.' IF I WANTED A GUY LIKE KYLE I'D DATE KYLE, but I want a guy like Loki so I got you and it's like everyone is-"

"-Second guessing you and unsure of your personal decision."

"Yeah."

Loki stared at me with a small smile. "Don't take it personal. People tend to judge because they can."

I didn't have a response. It was just a perfect piece of wisdom, perfect for lightening the mood, and reigniting the golden moment.

I glanced at my phone and snickered at all of the text I was receiving.

871 text
349 missed calls

Then again... these people were always worried about me.

If I got to mad I'd kill them all. FALSE.

I devour a piece of their soul every time they do something bad. FALSE.

I threaten to kill the immortal a lot. TRUE.

I can't kill anyone unless I am told to by divine authority (heavenly people) or unless they are truly bad. [like terrorism or something extreme like that.] TRUE.

They just see. TRUE. TRUE. FALSE. FALSE. I just find it absurd that they stereotype me as a dangerous beauty who you want to be; need to be; nice to.

Which they should; but it shouldn't be because they are scared.

2 hours later

Loki sat there meditating, while I laid in his lap watching my text messages received and missed calls numbers sky rocket. I wonder if it'll get to 100,000.

Seriously. I was already in the 50,000 range already.

Mischievously, I decided I'd put up an invisibility spell on us so that we couldn't be located, no matter what. All I know is if you are breathing or showing some sign of being alive, [ghost are living spirits. Alive.] you can't see us. And let me tell you; the numbers did get higher.

I hugged Loki goodbye after a few hours of cooling down. I'd catch him later. I needed to go to back to work and deal with all of the idiot people before things got too out of control.

I walked out of the elevator and faced a crowd of agents and a few other people.

"GRIM!" Stark shouted catching everyone's attention. He ran to me and pulled me into a hug. "Are you okay? Don't you ever do that again! I WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU!"

I groaned in defeat and squirmed out of his dramatic embrace. "I'm fine."

Pepper parted the crowd like the Red Sea. "Grim Reaper. Where were you."

Oh. I'm in for a lecture from the Queen of Lectures herself. I mean she cracked that whip of a tongue all the time.

"I was far away collecting myself before I killed you all."

Her rage wavered, and her glare softened. "Hmmm. Okay. Please answer someone next time when we try to contact you."

Nick walked through the crowd and nodded for me to follow him to his office. Natasha and Clint frowned at me, while Thor, Loki, Banner, and Coulson stared at me sadly.

(Yeah, Loki went back to work too.)

We entered his office and he closed the door behind us. "Grim I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Bringing things up. I didn't realize that it hurt yah that bad, and I wasn't looking at yah crazy. I'm a man with one working eye. I always look like I'm looking at people crazy. Shoot I even look at Mama Fury like that. I was simply reevaluating myself to see the errors in my way."

I smiled. "So you cool with Loki?"

"Yeah. I'm cool with the idea of you two dating. Did you tell him you're my adopted niece?"

"Ermmm. We haven't gotten that far in our relationship yet... You know, where you tell people who you're related to and show them your original brith form."

"You should be proud of how you look."

"Nick-"

"I'm just saying. You don't gotta like what I say, but I'm telling you for your own good. You need to accept who you are."

"I do. Restraining myself is an act of self control, which obviously keeps things in order."

"Monotone."

"Yep."

"Magicked form?"

"Yep."

"Hmmmph."

"Can I go now?"

"You can leave work now."

"Leave work?"

"I'm giving you the rest of the week off."

"Today is Tuesday." I snapped. "I HAVE STUFF TO DO!"

"Grim I got this. You go home and relax. Cool yourself."

"Fine. Bye boss. I'll be expectin a paycheck each day though. Or else I'll be back." I shouted at him and walked out of the office.

Natasha was glued to my side in a second. "Girl what happened?"

"I got the rest of the week off. Apparently, I need to get myself together before I come back."

"Oooh."

"Yeah so I'm going back to the tower."

"Awww. I'll miss yah."

"Okay. See you." I waved before vanishing on the spot.