"Leave me alone, Sif." Loki said dryly, clearly annoyed by her presence. The woman's expecting look turned into a sad and disappointed one. "But.." She started to object, wanting to point out that she just came to bring him something. "Leave me alone!" The other yelled at her, his eyes now brimming with anger. He got up and hit the bars in front of his cell for emphasis. Sif stepped back in shock, lowering her gaze to hide that her eyes filled with tears.

The sound alerted Barton and he came to see what Sif was up to. "Hey! What are you doing out of your cell, what is that in your hands?" He growled and grabbed her by her sleeve. Sif whimpered and tried to pull herself away. "I-I just wanted to bring Loki a cupcake that I baked.." She said sadly and Loki sighed, his anger now being replaced with guilt. This made Barton hesitate, but Sif shook her head. "Never mind, take me to cell please?" She whispered and the orderly nodded, leading her towards the little room.

Loki saw that she had dropped the cupcake on the floor and he punched the wall in frustration. He couldn't explain why he was acting this way around Sif but if he was truly honest with himself, he had to admit that part of him started to hate her. If she hadn't been there the day SHIELD captured them, he could have gotten away. The memory of that day came back to him shortly after Thor left. At first, Barton and Coulson kept telling them that the golden palace was a figment of their imagination, but the way Thor spoke to them kept haunting Loki's mind. Not a lot had been said, but at least Loki now knew that their hunches were correct. They were indeed from another realm and Coulson messed up by letting them see Thor. They now knew that they were not crazy, they were being punished. And soon, revenge would follow.

But Coulson already knew that letting them speak to Thor was a mistake. He was pacing around in his office, muttering to himself on how to fix it. Barton smirked as he watched him. "You think this is funny? How can I contain them now? I told you to let Thor tell them that they were indeed sick! Not to confirm they were from Asgard!" Coulson scolded and Barton crossed his arms over his chest as his look turned dark. "You should have told me that I had to let Stark reset him before I took him out. I follow orders, if you want them done and make sure to give them to me." Coulson glared and slammed his fist on his desk. "Damn it, Barton! You know better than this! Find a way to fix it and find it fast!" Now Barton snickered. "Keep your pants on, I'm on it."

In the mean time, Sif was sitting on her bed in her cell, hugging her knees and crying. Why was Loki being this way with her, what could she have done wrong? Would he be blaming her for all that had happened to them since they came to Midgard. He must have forgotten that he was the one that asked her to come with her in the first place. Suddenly a thought rose in her head. What if he asked her to come so he could trap her here? For all she knew, he planned to take her to Midgard to let her get captured or hurt, so he could return to Asgard on his own. He was mad at her for something that happened in the past but Sif couldn't remember what it was. It had something to do with..Thor..and Midgard…Then she gasped as the memory found it's way back into her head. "Of course..I betrayed him to go and find Thor.." She whispered as she now realized what had been Loki's plan.

The door of her cell opened up and Barton walked inside, roughly yanking her onto her feet. "Up, come with me." He ordered shortly and Sif whimpered in pain and fear. But she didn't fight, she was too heartbroken to actually object to this. Barton eyed her smugly and groped her some more before he shoved her out of the cell. "Walk ahead of me, doll, you know where to go." He said in a raspy voice and Sif cried softly as she walked over to the room she dreaded so much.

Inside, doctor Selvig was waiting with a disapproving look on his face. "Dr. Selvig..he..he was your friend, can't you talk to him? Thor spoke so highly of you, I am sure he would listen!" Sif asked the older man as soon as she saw him. Guilt, sadness and anger washed over Selvig's face and he glared at Barton. "I can't do this, I won't! Let Coulson do what he want, but I am out!" This made Barton huff and he glared back at the older man. "I am done giving Coulson bad news. You want him to know this and end your own career? Be my guest, go tell him. But do realize that I will attempt this little experiment on my own, which will make it all the more dangerous for our little patient here." He replied, nodding his head in Sif's direction.

The woman whimpered and looked down sadly, there was so much going on and none of it made any sense to her. Why was Loki not here? Why just her? But that question was soon answered as she heard a familiar voice shout out that they should leave him alone. They were taking him out of his cell, probably to put him in the room next to her. This meant they had the same in store for him, whatever they were planning.

"Fine, I'll do it, but I do not condone any of it! I will go to Loki next and…" Sif's head shot up as she heard Selvig say this. "What are you going to do to us, leave us alone, let us go!" She shouted and Barton quickly pushed her in a large chair and strapped her in. "Let's go, Selvig!" He growled and the doctor stepped forward with a sigh. He placed a large iron helmet over Sif's head, that completely covered her eyes. The woman panicked, gasping for air as she desperately tried to break the straps of the chair. But their medication was meant to keep their strength bound, so of course it made no difference. Selvig pushed a button on a machine nearby and a large flash was seen, coming out of the helmet. Sif screamed in pain as she fainted, falling into a strange dream.

"Do you hear what I am saying, Sophia?" A tall blonde man asked her, putting a strain of her behind her ear. "Wha…Thor?" She replied, feeling dizzy. "Not Thor, Donald. Come on, Sophia, we've been over this. You and Gunnar need to heal here, you've had a terrible accident and you are confused. Do you remember that?" Donald asked. Sif looked around and saw that she was in the visitor's room and Loki was sitting next to her, keeping quit and staring at a wall. "Gunnar? That's Loki, your brother, Thor." She told Donald and he sighed, rubbing his temples. Coulson smiled at all of them. "Sophia is in excellent hands here, Donald, we will keep you posted on her treatment. Same goes for Gunnar." Donald nodded but kept a serious face. "Very well, I will inform father of this. No more talk of Asgard, Midgard, or strange gods, Sophia. Listen to mister Coulson from now on." He told Sif sternly and she let out a whimper of frustration, not understanding why she was called Sophia.

Once Donald said goodbye to all of them, he left, leaving them behind with Coulson. The man gave them both an eerie smirk and tilted his head. "See, Sophia? We will make you better, but you have to let us. Listen to Donald and take your medication from now on." The woman nodded and stood up. "I want to call him, I need to ask more questions." But this made Coulson's smirk disappear and he leaped forward, sticking a needle in her neck and thereby injecting her with a strange substance. "Wha..no.." Sif gasped but fainted once again. When she woke up, she was in her cell again.

"Sophia..is that who I really am?" She asked out loud and wasn't aware of the video-camera placed in her cell. In Coulson's office, he and Barton were chuckling. "Looks like she bought it. Not sure about Loki though. But she thinks she is Sophia, with a bit of luck he thinks he is Gunnar. Now they think they are really sick and mortal. Happy? Told you I'd fix it." The agent said gruffly and Coulson nodded. "Good work, Barton. I knew project Tahiti would work."

In the cell next to Sif, Loki woke up from his own dream. "Gunnar…" He whispered