Title: What You Left Behind.

Pairing: Loki/OFC (Name Evelina, created by me.)

Summary: What if Clint "Hawkeye" Barton wasn't the only sharpshooter taken over by Loki's power that day? What if she was still suffering from the affect this God had on her a year later? This is my story, the story of Evelina, and how I deal with the trials of my crazy life, and the return of Asgards resident Trickster.

Rating: K+ (But this will change as the story goes on)

A/N: This is my first story, as you can tell. I hope you like it, it came from a 'dream' I had and I just developed it. This is Chapter Two.

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Marvel or the Avengers. But I do own any original characters, such as the main one, and the story line.

I am so sorry it took so long for this update. I have just started work and that on top of school meant it took me a while to get this out. This is ove of the longest chapters I have written so far and is a complete rewrite of the previous chapter 5 I had already done. I hope you like it.

Chapter Five

I could see how this was going to go down, as clear as day in my mind. Loki was going to play some game. Like he always does. Pull me close and say some sweet words. Words we both know he would never men. And I would submit. Let myself be put through the same crap that I was put through last year. Not just for the pleasure. But because of how weak I was.

Coming back to the present, I could hear Tony going on about how this was the best plan of action. But I couldn't let this happen. Standing up I started to fight my case. I couldn't let this happen. I was not going to be walked over all over again.

In the end, it was useless. I gave in. Tony was right. They had more important jobs to do today. Me? All I had to do was write up some reports and then have a meeting with the director of S.T.R.I.K.E so he could know what was happening and what the Avengers planned to do. It was all meaningless work. Things that Loki could be around for.

Telling Loki to follow me, I lead him, reluctantly, to my office. Telling him to sit down, not that he did, and to not disturb me. I had to act like his mere presence was not wanting to make me throw myself at his feet. Just to feel those feelings again.

I sat down behind my desk - yes I still had an office here, for anytime I can over to work. I started to make a slow start on my reports. The constant clack…clack…clack of my fingers hitting the key board the only sound filling the room. The words filled the screen in front of me. This was such a tedious job, but someone had to do it.

I looked up over the top of my computer screen as I heard footsteps from Loki, just checking he was not trying to get out. It would be silly for him to try. The door was locked. But then again, he was from off world; he could probably blow the dam thing off its hinges.

I looked back to the computer and carried on typing, Loki wasn't doing anything right now, just looking at the pictures that sat on the shelf opposite me. Things I had left behind. He stared at the photo of me with my parents, from the time we went to Cuba. As Loki set down the photo he turned to face me. That was when I looked back at the computer.

This may be my job. Didn't mean I didn't hate it sometimes. This was one of those times. I knew the others all had important jobs. Things they had to do. But it didn't mean that I did not envy them. I wanted that. That wish would never happen.

When I was on the last paragraph, explaining how I had destroyed half of the room in the museum, I felt a hand come down on my shoulder.

"I do not appreciate being ignored." Loki leant down to talk into my ear. His voice hard, angry. My hands stopped moving across my key board. I was froze. But with what I did not know.

Gathering the courage, I replied "I have better things to do Loki. Better things than to play into your god complex. Remember, you will be stuck with me a long time. I suggest you get used to it." Where this bout of confidence came from, I will never know. Maybe I could finally stand up to him.

"Well. You liked it last time." His voice dropped into a whisper. The hand on my shoulder starting to squeeze tighter "I truly think that you are just putting on a front.; I can see into your mind. See how easily you would submit to me, at the snap of my fingers." Loki's hand reached to the off button of my computer. Pressing it so the screen went blank. All that work I had just done was lost. But I would think about it later. Right now there were more important things to deal with.

Loki turned my chair to face him, leaning down so he was face to face with me "Admit it."

"I have nothing to admit to you. Obviously you're seeing things wrong. I don't want you. I never will." I replied through gritted teeth, pushing up from my chair and pushing Loki away from me. I moved quickly to the other side of my office. So that I was standing under the shelf that held such old memories.

He stalked over to me, like the predator after his prey. A dark look taking over his features. He looked more worn down than last time. Like more toll had been taken on him. Loki looked so much more worn down. A man that needed a rest. Some time away from everything. But that was not the type of person Loki was. He never would be.

"Do you not remember what it was like to be at my side. To have some form of power over people. To feel the pleasure you once had." I didn't move away this time, let him lay a hand behind my head and pull me close to him "The way it felt to see people worship the ground you walk on?"

I shook my head in denial. I never like that feeling. I was just his pawn in the game. A means to an end. I was nothing more than an object to him. That was what Loki wanted, me to submit to him again so that he wasn't alone in his plans. Also I didn't like having that control over people. That was just Loki's sick and twisted mind. The only thing I liked was being near him "I hated that. I hated the way you had so much control over me that I hurt people that where innocent, it's wrong. It's sick." I turned my face away from his, but this time I couldn't get away, he had me in his hold and I would never get away now.

"You don't have to do that anymore, just help me. Together, we can rule this world, make it the way we want it. Don't you want that?" Loki pulled my head up to look into his green eyes, eyes that I had seen every night in my dreams, eyes that I had grown to love. Tell me you want it."

I opened my mouth, trying to reply to him, but no sound would leave my body. I couldn't say yes to him, I couldn't betray my friends like that "I can't..." I whispered "…its wrong." Reaching up with my other hand I laid it on the one that was near my neck. One movement of this hand and I could lose my life, at least if I was holding it in some way, I wouldn't be hurt "Why did you come back?" I finally asked the question that had been burning the end of my tongue.

"Why for you and so we could finish what we started of course." He said so smugly, seeming disregarding what I had previously said to him.

"We have nothing to finish off; there is nothing between us anymore." I managed to push his back slightly, but he still had a tight hold on my hair, keeping me close to him.

"Oh, but my Evelina, we do." A smug smile crossed Loki's face before he pulled me close and kissed me hard

A/N: I hope you liked this, as my first form of any Fanfiction, I would really appreciate reviews, whether bad or good, all criticism is welcome, as I can develop and change as a writer. This is being done around school work and other stuff so it may take a while to update, but I always try and set a time limit in which to update under. If I go over this time limit I have a very good reason.

Sorry it took so long for this update again.

Once again thank you for reading this, I hope you stick with it and review as well please.

Love – YourJustAsInsaneAsIAm.