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"What is wrong with you?"

"What a great way to start a conversation." I mumble sarcastically behind Tony as he leads me through the hellicarrier.

"No, I'm serious, I want to know why you're supporting the bad guy."

"That was already explained..."

"How do you know so much about him?"

"They have this wonderful thing called the Internet- you should try it."

"I'm serious, Sid."

"So am I."

He let out a frustrated sigh and silence returned between us. I looked around, the number of rooms in the hellicarrier seemed to be infinite. And honestly, laying down for a while was all I could think about. I had a lot running through my mind, and by now it was obvious I wasn't going home anytime soon.

A sudden explosion rang through the walls. Tony put a hand on my back quickly and shoved me down in a protective way. I stared up at him, and he reached out his hands as pieces of his suit came flying and attached to him. An amazing thing to watch.

"Now would be an excellent time for you to try and figure out whatever power you have." he said, "We've got company."

A robot looking thing with sharp teeth came flying toward us. The two of us ducked and rolled quickly, and Tony quickly got up, putting out his hand. "On second thought, run."

I nodded and ran past them, my legs carrying me a lot faster then any other time I had ran in my lie. I could hear my pulse in my head and I could feel the robots chasing behind me. I had to get somewhere safer, but nowhere caught my eye. My speed picked up, and I was almost toward a door that looked safe. But suddenly I face planted, tripping over myself.

My heart raced, and though I might have been exaggerating- I was pretty sure I was going to die. I looked back, the robots were no more than a couple inches away. They moved in to attack me, and I shut my eyes tightly. But no pain ever came.

I opened my eyes to see Loki in front of me, fighting off some of the robots. But there were way to many for him. My eyes darted around the room, as an idea popped in my head. I grabbed a pipe, using all my strength to rip it off the wall. I quickly hit one of the robots, distracting them.

I think Loki got the idea, because he opened a door and pulled me behind him, and I shut it quickly behind. "Are you crazy!?" he shouted.

Okay, maybe we were on different pages. "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean! You almost got yourself killed!"

"So did you!"

"I'm a GOD, I can't be killed that easily. You, however, are just a fragile mortal. You could have been killed in seconds!" he hissed.

I was happy, because this meant somewhere in there, Loki had a heart, and he cared for me. But his low tone caused fear to race throughout me. I wanted to apologize for worrying him, but nothing could come out before the door broke through and robots flew in.

Loki stood in front of me, "Loki, you need to go..." I said softly.

"Now is not the time to tell me you are sick of me!" he hissed back.

"That's not what I'm saying!" I pointed, "Tony's coming!" He looked over, then back at me with a bit of worry. "I'll be fine, just go!"

He nodded quickly and disappeared. The robots directed their attention to me, backing me into a wall. I ducked down, trembling. A loud noise shook the room, and the robots fell to the ground as a result of a fire-like blast. I looked up and smiled at Tony who was hovering over me.

"You alright?" he asked, "They didn't hurt you did they?"

"Nope, I'm fine. Thanks." I stood up. I hated being helped- I was an independent person, I'd grown up doing things on my own, I didn't need superheroes to help me. I was fine by myself.

"You're sure?" he asked, the helmet uncovering his face and his eyes looking slightly worried.

"I said I'm fine!" I shouted back a bit too harshly.

He frowned, but quickly returned to a smirk. "So does that mean I get a 'you're my savior' kiss?"

I rolled my eyes, "You wish."

He laughed, "A guy can dream."

I smiled slightly at that, but my face hardened, "Are the robots gone?"

"Hm- oh, yeah. These ones were the last." his eyes scanned the fallen robots, "Don't worry, Banner and I will study them and make sure we stop them faster next time."

I nodded, "I'll take your word for it... But, what do they want?"

"You're probably going to hate me for saying this, but we think it may be Loki behind the robots... he's tried to kill us once-"

"It can't be." I interrupted him abruptly.

"Why not?" he inclined, an eyebrow raising.

"I'm just going to ask you trust me on this one, there is no way those belonged to Loki."

He shrugged, "Whatever you say. You still want to show me to your room?"

"Yeah, it's been a long day."

He nodded and let the suit slowly come off of him, then calmly led me to the room, a hand placed protectively on my back.

It took us a while to find the room, though I was pretty sure Tony purposely did that, no matter how much he protested we were lost. We talked for a while about nothing in particular, and honestly I didn't mind that it took so long. It was nice to have so many people to talk too.

The room I was issued was perfect. A luxurious design, and a giant bed that looked to be that of a king's. The carpet was fluffy and soft like an animal's fur. The furniture was giant bean bags that you sunk into and faced toward a TV that was bigger than any I'd seen before. But still, the best part- the mini fridge.

I ran over, I hadn't eaten in a long time and looking at the fridge I started to feel my hunger that was so great I felt like I might have chewed my hand off before I got to it. I rummaged through it, pulling out a pizza pocket and popping it in the microwave. I took out a soda while I waited for it to finish.

For kidnappers, they sure did treat their guests well.

I took out the pizza pocket from the microwave, letting it cool before sinking my teeth into it and eating it faster then I'd ever assumed possible. Putting another in the microwave.

"Hungry much?"

I jumped slightly at the familiar voice, turning. Loki stood behind me, wearing the same bed attire he'd worn at my house last night- I turned, blushing. "How hard is it to find a shirt to wear to bed?" I mumbled.

"Not hard at all, actually. But this way provides much more comfort."

I sighed, taking out the pizza pocket and blowing on it lightly. It was still hard for me to face him because of earlier. I felt he was still mad at me. I kept my eyes locked on the food, not allowing myself to look up.

"I'm sorry for worrying you..." I apologized softly.

"No, I am the one who should apologize. I just want you to be careful, that is all. I did not mean to sound harsh- I'm sure Stark wishes the same."

I turned red, "What do you mean?"

"It is obvious that he has taken liking to you." he noted, and I thought I heard a slight anger in his tone.

I shook my head, "It's not like that. He's that way with all girl's. He's New York's favorite playboy."

"That is true..." suddenly I felt him standing right behind me, and my whole face turned red. "But if he was only attracted to your looks, then why would he have came looking for you?"

"He didn't-"

"Think about it."

I took a second, it was true, Tony had told me to run. But I'd gone way farther then where Tony had started, and we'd both been away from everyone else. Loki was right, Tony had gone out of his way to protect me.

"See..." Loki whispered, his mouth right next to my ear. "People care about you. You cannot put yourself in dangerous situations anymore- or I may have to punish you."

I turned red, "Don't say that!" I squeaked.

He laughed lightly, "I am only kidding. I'll leave you to rest now on that note. Goodnight mortal."

"Goodnight Loki." I returned softly- but he was already gone.

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