A/N: Hey guys, I'm sooo sorry. I didn't mean to get caught up in my life but I did and it took me forever to write this but I still hope you guys enjoy it. I'm posting another chapter at the end of the week. It will be a lot shorter because it was part of this chapter. Anyways, favorite/review/follow if you like it! Glad to be back. :]

Loki turned her head slightly; she slowly made a three hundred and sixty degree turn and faced the person who had called her. She was simultaneously anxious and smug. She smirked a little as the visage of Sif had drawn nearer to her. Loki rolled her eyes before she closed her locker.

'What does she want?' She sighed in her mind. Loki held her remaining books against her chest as she leant on her locker. She raised a brow, Sif hadn't approached her with the arrogance that she usually had. There was something pitiful about her today. Her arm still in a sling from the attack, Loki still felt no sympathy. Sif seemed to falter before standing directly in front of Loki. Loki in turn adjusted herself against the lockers before curling her lips in disdain. Sif inhaled hard and leant forward.

"Loki, we should probably talk." She whispered. Loki merely blinked as she started to walk down the hall, almost like Sif had said nothing at all. Before she could get far Sif's healthy arm had grasped her shoulder. Loki caught a glimpse of her pitiful expression and groaned quietly.

"I have English class." Loki replied in a monotone.

"Loki, please." She pleaded. The raven haired girl finally grunted as she violently shrugged off the older female. She nodded, silently agreeing to the meeting. She allowed Sif to lead the way down the hallway and out the school, towards the football field. Loki never understood how anybody could converse under those bleachers. Not only was it cliché but, there was always gym going on out there… so surely students were caught. Sif and Loki moved seamlessly under the metal bleachers. Perhaps students didn't get caught out there after all. The raven haired girl stared the other down as she leant on a supporting beam. Sif finally stopped and lingered in front of Loki.

"I know- I know that you're upset about what happened with you and the guys." She stuttered. Loki rolled her eyes, upset would be an understatement. "But, I haven't seen Thor for days now and I'm really worried. Everybody is." While Sif spoke Loki's anger began to rise and it seemed she wouldn't be any less irate anytime soon. What a manipulative move?

"So I was wondering if you knew what was happening, where he is… So we can be a little comforted." She squeaked. Loki chuckled as she stood up straight and began to circle around the older female.

"This is rich. Do you really think I'd tell you? After all that's happened?"

"Loki, I know what happened was terrible. And I'm so sorry… I truly feel responsible for what happened that night."

"Oh, do you?" Loki replied through her teeth, she stood still again. This was an outrage.

"I understand, and nobody should have to go through what you went through, Loki. I'm so sorry. That's also what I wanted to talk to you about. I know at times it may seem like I hate you but I don't, you could even ask Thor." Sif insisted. Loki's green eyes twitched a little as she listened.

"You understand? Do you? Do you know what it's like? Do you know how it feels to be held down, naked on the bathroom floor? Your legs parted, not of your own will of course. And three men are staring at your naked body. Making you feel like an experiment? Then two fingers penetrate you, just as soon as it happens you hope that it ends quickly but, it doesn't. Your insides are massaged against your will for what seems like forever. In a drunken stupor, all of the men are lost in translation and you've fallen prey to their insolence. What can you do but sob and pray for it to end?" Loki recited, she was careful to keep her eyes dry as she spoke. She hated the idea of crying in front of others. "Do you really know what that feels like, Sif? I don't think you do. I think that you know that I know something about Thor and you believe in catering to my weaknesses, my bitter and painful memories… You think that making it seem like you have a level of understanding it would mend our catastrophe of a relationship but I see right through your lies."

"I'm not lying!"

"Oh?"

"I do understand Loki, I really do!"

"Oh? Alright, do you have the same problems I have then? When you've made yourself finally accept that it happened… It doesn't go away. The night haunts you, every time you turn around you're afraid. You can't look any one in the eye, much less be with someone without remembering. You're living in fear and you have nowhere to turn because you're not sure what people might think. My point being Sif- You don't understand. You are not scarred in such a manner. Your words of comfort are immaterial and frivolous. It's common in our society for people to so loosely say they understand. When really they don't understand at all, I know you don't understand, I wish you would realize such as well. Until you're put in my circumstance… you'll never understand. So don't spout your faux empathy at me." Sif's eyes were moist at this point, Loki was unforgiving though. She crossed her arms and pursed her lips and awaited the older girl's reply.

"I do understand… When we were kids- the tree house games, the touching? Sure most of the games were my idea but, I only wanted to do it because I wanted Thor to pay attention to me. To look at me at me in that light but, I ended up just being objectified." Sif muttered forlornly. Loki simply stared at the other female, her expression stoic.

"I don't feel sorry for you. That's not at all like what happened to me…" Loki grunted. She finally walked past the older female, shoving her violently near her healthy arm. Sif cringed as she faltered and turned to face the now far Loki.

"Loki, please…?" Sif shouted but the raven haired girl didn't turn around. She refused to look back, today was a new chapter in her life. This would be when she would start attempting to be somebody worthy of the admiration and love that she deserved. She believed this would be only achieved with a hardened heart, a strong sense of pride, and most of all a backbone.

The rest of the day was strange to say the least. No one paid a lot of mind towards Loki. It was probably because nobody knew who she was. It didn't help that she moved quickly through the halls between classes. Only her classmates would exchange glances when the teacher called out her name and she raised her hand. She knew it wouldn't be long before the whole school spoke about the whole scenario. She dreaded the questions that would probably be asked. In the final class period Loki stalked through the halls and headed towards the parking lot of the school, during lunch her mother had called and told her to make her way to the hospital after school. Loki warily waded through the crowd towards the back doors. It did appear that she was tall for a girl and she didn't mind at all. The raven haired girl passed through the doors and into the lot, she moved swiftly as she clutched her books to her chest. Loki's stroll was quickly interrupted from the sound of a whistle coming from behind her.

"Can I get some fries with that shake?!" A male voice called.

Mortified and embarrassed, Loki didn't turn around. The sound of footsteps running behind her became more and more vociferous by the second. She jumped with a small squeal, her expression hardened when she saw it was Fandral. Loki scowled as she started to walk away heatedly.

"Is that you, Loki Olsen?" Fandral yelled. Loki's eyes widened in appall and anger. She stopped grasped the taller male by his collar roughly.

"I don't know whether to be embarrassed for you or feel sorry for you. It must be terrible to wade through life as a womanizing, sexist, brute. Much less to live life without realizing how pathetic you really are." She whispered furiously through her teeth. Fandral's eyes widened and he gulped a little.

"You're a lot stronger than you look, Loki." He coughed. She growled as she pushed him away from her, loosening her grip on him. She turned and began to walk away once.

"Hey wait! Have you seen Thor?" He called out behind her. Loki paused and turned around anxiously, she felt herself shiver in rage.

"Yes, I know where Thor is. And no, I'm not telling any of you peons." She lied angrily. Fandral's face was coated with shame and disappointment. Loki exhaled angrily and finally took her leave. She stomped through the parking lot towards the bus stop and slid onto the bench, clutching her books tight. It felt like hours before the large whale of a vehicle arrived. Loki jogged up the steps before finding a window seat towards the middle of the bus. She exhaled as she stared outside as the bus drove past the woods, leading back towards town about twenty minutes later.

Loki had been pondering her day, which seemed fairly normal from any other day. She wondered if Sigyn had seen her, she had to be sure to cut Chemistry class now. She didn't want to face the dim girl. She watched the window as they reached the bus station near the hospital. Without Thor she would probably have to learn how to drive now. She couldn't even begin to understand all the adjustments she had to make. All because of him, he haunted her. She shivered a little before shifting in her seat as the bus came to a stop. The thought of what he could be doing, where he could've gone. Was she actually concerned? She didn't want to think about it anymore. Loki got up from her seat and stomped down the aisle and out of the bus. The wind blew as the bus drove off; she gazed at the entrance of the large hospital. All was clear now, all the reasons why she had hated the place. She stared at the ground as she made her way into the lobby towards the elevators. Saw from the corner of her eyed that the woman at the front desk jumped up.

"Wait! Where are you going?" She called out. Loki froze in her tracks and turned to look at the woman.

"I'm Doctor Frigga Olsen's daughter." She said simply before turning back around and getting on the elevator. She heard the woman mumbling something about how she didn't know Frigga had a daughter. She disregarded it when she finally reached the floor. She crossed her arms over her chest, the hospital was always chilly. It was also beginning to become that type of weather outside. She'd have to start wearing jackets and sweaters now, and with her change of wardrobe she'd have to go out of her way to get them. Loki frowned a little from the thought. She knocked on Frigga's office door. No response, she tried to turn the knob as well. It was locked. She grumbled as she walked away from the office, making her way to the room where she knew Odin had been residing in.

Loki skipped towards the room when she drew closer to it. It was strange because the door had been wide open. She raised a brow as she stepped closer to it then peaked inside. Only to see some masked figure hovering over the unconscious Odin. Her mouth hung open. She glanced up and down the hall, it was semi-populated.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing!?" Her yell echoed from the hall into the room. The figure didn't budge, his hand moving closer to Odin. In the heat of the moment Loki jumped up. She lunged towards the individual and pushed him to the ground. Just as soon as she was knocked to the ground she was violently tossed aside. Her body crashed against the wall then bounced back to the side of the room. She held her side as she glanced up at the person, her vision slightly blurred. The figure had obviously been a man. Loki tried to open her eyes wider but they had failed her. He had mumbled something before he immediately jumped out the window. Before she knew it a flood of nurses and security guards had arrived. One even rushed to her side, she shrugged them off as she sat up on the hospital room floor. It was only seconds later when her mother had run into the room as well.

"Loki , you saved him. What happened?" Frigga asked, slightly hyperventilating. Her blue eyes stared down at Loki. She was still cringing from the fall. Loki shook the older woman off and slowly got back onto her feet.

"Who left his room door open?" Loki asked, ignoring her adoptive mother. The room fell silent as the others left, leaving Frigga and Loki alone.

"Well, I was with him for most of the day but then they called for me. I guess I shouldn't have left him unattended. That was a mistake on my part." Frigga sighed. Loki rolled her eyes as she stared at the unconscious Odin. They were silent once more before Frigga stepped closer to Loki and draped her arm around her shoulder.

"We're still running tests on him." She sighed. Loki kept her mouth closed as she stared at him. She felt herself shake a little when she breathed; the guilt swept over her once more. Now all she wanted to do was to leave the room. How long until they figure out it was something that she gave him that made him this way? She jumped a little when she felt Frigga's hand squeeze her shoulder. She glanced up at the blonde woman.

"We should let him rest. Come, Loki." She said finally, patting the girl's shoulder and exiting the room. Loki glanced at Odin once more before stepping out of the room as well. Frigga closed the door then headed down the hallway. The raven haired girl stared intently through the door window. What would her punishment be when everyone found out? Did she even care? She wasn't sure of any of this, Odin's unconscious form was a constant reminder of her mistakes, entrusting others to help her only lead to incompetence and ultimately: disaster. But, what would a masked stranger want with Odin?

"Loki, darling!" Her mother called from the end of the hall. Loki shook out of her deep thought while rolling her eyes then headed down the hall as well.

The two women walked into the parking lot, Loki kept her hands crossed in front of her chest. Frigga unlocked her vehicle and got in on the driver's side. Loki lingered by the side of the car until Frigga knocked on the window. The raven haired girl hastily got in on the passenger's side then fastened her seat belt.

"We're going somewhere today. Somewhere that might help us right now." The blonde woman said as she began to drive. Loki sighed as she looked out the window as she drove. The scenery only reminded her of when she traveled with Thor. She hated thinking about it. She leant her head on the window, feeling her eyes getting heavy. She closed her eyes and slowly transitioned into slumber.

Loki awoke in the car. She turned her head, seeing that she was alone and the car was parked alongside the road by the field of high grass from her prior dreams. She glanced into the rear-view mirror and saw that she was in her male form again. She didn't understand how, she shrugged as she got out of the car and walked into the field, searching for Thor. She wasn't really sure why she was either. Why would she look for somebody who had caused her so much grief? Why would she want to be in his shadow? Maybe, despite her rebellion against it, his shadow was all she's ever known and now she's exposed. It was for the better though. But, if that was so why was she still intent on finding him? She caught a glimpse of blonde hair in the far distance. Her green hues widened as she began to jog towards the figure but it seemed to continue to get farther away. Loki sighed in exasperation as she stopped running.

She leant forward, hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. She saw sparks from her peripheral and jumped, suddenly the whole field was ablaze. She cried out as she sped through it all the way to the other side where the grass had been low once more. Her male form tumbled face first onto the ground. She lifted her head as she watched the field burn. She jumped when she felt someone tugging at her jeans. She almost kicked them off of her until she realized it was Thor. She ceased resisting as she pulled him on top of her male form and began to kiss him fervently.

"Wait." Her male voice whispered. The blue eyed Adonis stared deeply into Loki's green ones. He whimpered slightly at the gilded memory of Thor, he knew it wasn't him and he knew that it couldn't be told when he'd ever see him again.

"I don't want to forget your face." He murmured just before Thor leant downward once more, placing more and more sweet kisses onto Loki's soft lips. Thor was moaning into each kiss as he grinded his clothed crotch against Loki. He continued to do this while he opened his eyes for a moment, gazing lustfully at him. Loki whimpered a little as his face turned a slight shade of pink. He lowered his head to look at Thor's pants, an obvious erection was visible. The pale male licked his lips as he reached for the zipped and opened Thor's jeans. He slid his hand inside and grasped his member shamelessly. Thor didn't protest. His soldier stood to attention and quivered in Loki's hand. He softly began to stroke it while staring at Thor whose expression was that of sexual bliss.

"Spit on it." He groaned in pleasure. Loki nodded his head as he spat in his own hand then went back to his previous actions. Thor grasped his neck and began to kiss him once more, massaging his tongue against Loki's.

"Put it in your mouth." He murmured. Loki broke the kiss and stared bashfully into Thor's blue eyes. He cut the stare and lowered his head to glance at the older brother's penis. He gulped.

"I-I can't." He stammered. He wasn't sure why he couldn't. He was nervous, fearful. The last dream had bewildered him and Thor had been demanding so much more than usual. Thor seemed to have accepted it and began to suck on Loki's neck. He started to hum in pleasure. Loki felt himself hardening in his jeans, he hastily took Thor's large hands and slid them into the front of his jeans and almost on cue, he inserted Loki's member into his palm. Loki let out a soft moan as he began to gently thrust into Thor's hand. The sensation intensified when Thor tightened his grip. Loki had been whimpering in pleasure at this point. Suddenly brown hair had begun to emerge between them on the grass. Loki jumped as he slid back slightly; Thor hadn't stopped rubbing his penis. Under the hair he could spot skin, which was when he realized this was a person. A person was coming in between them. Soon he could see their face, it was that of a girl. A fairly beautiful one at that with large brown eyes to match her brown locks. Loki squinted his eyes at her as she finally took place on top of Loki and under Thor. She turned her back to the raven haired male and wrapped her arms around the older brother. She immediately began to kiss him just as fervently as Loki did. Loki slid from underneath them and stared in awe and disappointment.

"Who are you?" He muttered, with no answer she rolled Thor over onto his back and straddled him. She acted as if Loki hadn't said anything at all. Loki angrily stood, his fury burrowing deep into his form as he stepped forward. A strong inkling lingered inside him, it urged him to grab up the minx and pummel her into a bloody mush but when he reached for her Thor quickly pulled her away. Staring directly at Loki, Thor began to plant sweet kisses on her face. Similar to the ones he'd planted on Loki in prior dreams. The heartbreak was overwhelming and his jealousy wouldn't subside. Loki tried his best to prevent the tears from welling up in his eyelids. For some reason the fact that this was just a dream wasn't comforting at all. The pain still stung deep and Thor showed no remorse.

"Loki?" He heard but he had turned away from the two. He could still hear his name being called in the distance but he refused to give the blonde male the satisfaction. Loki's knees buckled while his chest tightened. He bit his inner cheek in an attempt to distract himself from the pain but it was no use. Thor's voice still boomed in the backward, calling Loki's name relentlessly.

"Loki?!"

The raven haired girl shot up in the passenger seat. She glanced over to her adoptive mother who had been peering at her in great worry. Loki quickly licked her lips as she examined herself in the rearview mirror. Frigga leaned closer to the younger female.

"You were whimpering in your sleep, Loki. Is everything alright?" She asked softly. Loki lowered her head and exhaled as she kept herself faced away from Frigga's gaze. She knew that if she had turned her head the older woman's worry would probably double. Loki wasn't alright, was her dream a premonition or figurative? She wasn't sure. What did it mean when the whole field had set on fire? The unknown was always something she despised.

"I'm fine." She muttered as she unfastened her seatbelt and angrily stepped out of the vehicle. Her eyes glued to the parking lot pavement. When she finally lifted her hues the first thing she spotted was the church steeple. She subtly groaned as she glanced at Frigga who had exited the car as well.

"I know this isn't your favorite place but, we might find peace here." The older woman sighed before turning to walk towards the church. Loki groaned in protest once more. This shit was getting really old really fast. She grumbled as she marched up the steps behind her mother.

"I thought services were only on Sundays." She sighed angrily as she past the arches and made her way to the pews where Frigga had sat. Loki reluctantly took her seat beside the older woman as her eyes wandered around the church. She noticed a few people had already been there, others seemed to be on their way. She hated going to church with Frigga, she hated the faux sense of community. She knew most of the time everybody was talking about each other behind their backs. The epitome of hypocrisy. It wasn't long before their pastor approached the podium and the crowd in the pews stood their feet so they could sing along to some hymns that Loki was less than interested in. She stood anyways, simply to please Frigga.

"Remember when we'd all go to service together?" Frigga whispered in Loki's ear. "And you always wanted to join the choir." She added. Loki lowered her head as Frigga spoke. "Oh well, that was a long time ago." Frigga was right, that was very long ago. Loki faintly remembered the times they went to church when she was younger. After a while it seemed Odin had been busy or simply uninterested so Frigga never bothered trying to make the family attend services anymore. When she was younger she'd be with the other children when they did go to church, she hated it. The other children were transparent, sure at the time she liked the whimsy of a higher power watching over her and her family but the other kids just ruined it for her which is why she envied the singers. They seemed to be adored over all in the church. She watched as they sang while the pastor flipped through the pages of his bible. She thought he was so smug, it infuriated her. Loki paused for a moment, wondering why she held so much disdain for everything involving religion. Her anger seemed misplaced but, she didn't retract her opinions. One male singer in particular stood out, he couldn't be any older than Thor. His hair was chestnut brown but his eyes were a vivid shade of blue. He could be considered handsome but Loki could care less about that instance. She was more concerned with the fact that he had been staring at her and it was irritating to say the least. When the pastor was done with the first few psalms the choir finally retreated to the pews. The brunette singer took the initiative to take seat in the same pew as Frigga and Loki. A brunette older woman followed him.

"Wow, Loki. Is that you? You've grown so much!" The women sighed. Loki's eyes widened as she stared straight ahead. Frigga did turn to glance at the two though.

"Oh, hello Balder." She said in a sweet whisper to the male who had taken his place next to Loki. "…Gaea." She added with a nod. Loki raised a brow, from the sound of it there was a hint of disdain in her adoptive mother's voice. She peeked at the two.

"Frigga, I haven't seen Loki in church in such a long time. She's grown to be such a lovely young woman." Gaea continued. Loki tuned out after that, she knew brunette woman was talking about how she and Thor didn't attend church like they once did. Loki grew tired of the banter so she took the initiative to clear her throat loudly to silence them and she was successful. For the rest of the sermon the three didn't speak which Loki was thankful for. It was obnoxious and rude, even if she didn't want to be there.

"The lord says to love your enemies, for his hand will take them and show them their wrong doing. The wrath of the lord is stronger than any man's." He recited. Loki curled her lip in disgust. How preposterous, how could you just entrust an unknown entity to defend you? And what if your own wrath was the lord's?

"This is stupid." She whispered unknowingly. She noticed the brunette: Balder, glancing at her afterwards, she didn't apologize but she did make it seem as if she said nothing at all. She felt no remorse for what she had said. But what the pastor had mentioned got her thinking, if people assume threats will go away then maybe she could use that to her advantage. Soon the sermon was over, Loki was planted in her seat as the other church goers scurried for the door. Even Frigga and Gaea had left the pews and moved elsewhere to have a conversation. There Loki lingered, thinking of Thor… He wasn't her enemy but he still came to mind for some reason. Loki needed to be seen in a new light, a light that made her seem like the better sibling. A light that made everyone see how intelligent and superior she was. The attack was just the beginning, but it could've also been a catalyst to a new start.

"Hey." She heard a deep voice beside her. She jumped slightly before glancing upward. It was the brunette who was previously seated adjacent to her.

"I'm Balder." He said with a nod. She pursed her lips as she looked away from him.

"I know." She answered lowly.

"Loki, you're Thor's sister right?" He continued. Loki shivered with rage but her face remained neutral. She was tired of that title. Balder was probably another one of Thor's friends.

"Yes." She sighed before crossing her arms over her chest, convinced that he had been glancing at her breasts. Balder sat beside her once more while fiddling with his collard polo underneath his own cardigan. Loki raised her head again to get another look at him. She noticed some stubble on his chin, his hair wasn't very long but enough to be styled. He had a causal preppy look to him and something was haunting about him. His height, build and attractive features reminded her a lot of Thor. Perhaps she was just going crazy.

"Thor and I were really good friends. Not so much since the beginning of junior year. I've been busy with extracurriculars, you know for college." He added. Loki wanted to groan but she didn't.

'Oh my god, who cares?' She thought angrily as she inhaled deep.

"That's nice." She muttered.

"Yeah, student government, football, choir, East Mount Asgaurd's Young Christians Society…" Balder started to list. All Loki could wonder was, who was he trying to impress? She stood to her feet and wiped her top before turning away from him.

"You seem really involved, unfortunately I have to go find my mother now so…" She trailed off as she tried to flee the scene.

"Wait, hang on!" Balder said as he followed behind her. "I just wanted to talk to you a little more." She turned around to face him then crossed her arms, giving him a glare that signified her urgency.

"Come on, we can talk outside by my van or something." He added. Loki really wanted to just go home, she had no interest in conversations with church boys, cosigning on how perfect and great their lives were. Since Frigga wasn't visible she followed Balder outside to the parking lot. They quickly made it beside his large van, she suspected she should've ran at that point but her suspicion quickly subsided.

"So, Thor hasn't been around since the attack on the school." He started. Loki wanted to turn and walk away. Why was everyone so obsessed with Thor? He was gone, who knows where he was! Did he really matter so much?

"Yeah, it's not really something I try to think about." She grumbled.

"I'm sorry about your Dad by the way, your mother told us about him yesterday. My mom and I have been praying for him if that makes you feel better." The thought that Frigga had time to attend church without reconsideration of the state of her family slightly disturbed Loki.

"Thanks." She looked away crossing her arms over her chest, she was getting chilly. She knew that Balder had definitely noticed.

"I pray for the person who attacked the school too. They're obviously a misguided soul, looking for some love…Y'know?" Loki narrowed her eyes at him. How presumptuous? Not everyone is looking for help through his prayers. How full of himself could he be for him to actually believe that his prayers made a difference? Loki's irritable thoughts were shaken when she saw the brunette pulling off his cardigan and draping it over her shoulders.

"You looked cold." He whispered awkwardly. Loki licked her lips before staring at the male who had been looking away now.

"You said you thought the sermon was stupid. Why?" He asked. Loki contemplated on whether or not to tell the truth or lie. She let out a sigh before she slightly clutched Balder's cardigan.

"Well, I think it's dumb to just become a sitting duck and assume someone else will take care of your problems. That's all." She answered with a shrug. Balder stepped closer to her as she spoke.

"Why don't I ever see you at school?" Balder was now hovering over her.

"I don't know, it's a pretty big school." She replied in a monotone.

"Maybe we should hang out sometime, when both of us aren't busy. Or maybe you can visit me during club hours? That could be cool right?" He asked. Loki was irritated, she was irritated by how genuinely nice he was. It infuriated her, he was so kind and naïve. So much so that he interpreted her cold demeanor as an actual interest in friendship. She didn't really know Balder before this day, she just knew he was one of those upperclassmen with a perfect record, perfect attendance and was loved and admired by everyone. For some reason she held disdain for students like him and the more he spoke the more he made her think of her adoptive brother who she envied, loved but despised simultaneously. He was leaning downward now, reaching his hand out to her as if he wanted to touch her face. Loki flinched as she stepped backward.

"What are you doing?" She asked angrily. Balder lowered his head in shame, just as soon as he did so both of their mothers appeared.

"Loki! Come on dear, we're going home." She heard Frigga yell. Loki glanced at the tall male. She pulled of his cardigan and tossed it at him before turning away from him to walk away.
"Hey wait… here, it's my number. In case you want to hang out or something." He called out, pulling out a marker from his pocket. He scribbled an arrangement of numbers on her arm then nodded at her. She snatched her arm away as she brushed passed Gaea and sped towards Frigga.

"Remember the promise you made to the lord, Balder." She whispered as she turned him away. The two entered the vehicle and sped away. Loki squinted her eyes as she watched them, she didn't see Balder's expression but from Gaea's statement it was probably one of longing. Loki got into the passenger side and fastened her seatbelt as Frigga drove off as well. Loki was still contemplating how she could make herself as loved and adored as Thor or Balder.

"Did you have a nice conversation with your friend?" Loki asked as she fiddled with her blouse buttons. She glanced at Frigga's reflection in the rearview mirror; her expression was that of indifference. Her eyes focused on the road.

"Mom?"

"Oh, I suppose so." Frigga finally answered. "That Balder boy seems nice." She continued. Loki shrugged. The two were silent for a few moments. Loki's mind was trying to put the pieces together… Something wasn't right with Frigga and Gaea. Loki wondered what, and she had no shame in prying.

"Do you even like Gaea?"

"That's Miss Gaea to you, young lady." Frigga commanded. "And it's not that I dislike her, we've just known each other for a very long time. Maybe too long, that's all." She answered, Loki shrugged again. There must've been more to it but she'd try to figure it out later.

"She told me her son does so much, he's very productive." Frigga added. "It's admirable to say the least." Loki tried her best not to grumble. She buried her jealously deep inside of her. "He'd be a nice boy to be with, I like him. He's a respectable young man, and since I know he's president of your high school's Y.C.S. there wouldn't be any funny business." She started to list. Loki raised a brow.

"Are you trying to set me up with him?" She asked quickly.

"Not precisely, since your brother isn't around right now. You could use a nice friend to help you out until he gets back." Frigga began to shrug now. "I'd like it a lot. And I'm sure if Odin was well, he would too." She finished. Loki turned her head away as she peered out the window, they were finally approaching their driveway. Frigga parked the car and exhaled hard as she exited the vehicle.

"It's been such a long day." She murmured as she waited for Loki to get out of the car as well. When the younger female stepped outside she slammed the door hard and began to walk towards the front porch.

"Loki, I didn't get to tell you how thankful I am for you being in that room today, to help your father." Frigga began to whimper. "I don't know what I'd do if I didn't get to him in time." She continued. The older blonde draped her arms around Loki's thin frame and brought her into a tight hug. "Its days like today that I think about how thankful I am that you're here." She cooed as she held Loki close. For a few moments the hug lingered then Frigga finally let go. The blonde made her way up the steps and through the front door and Loki followed. After closing and locking the door behind her she peered at her adoptive mother.

"Goodnight, honey." Frigga whispered as she retired to she and Odin's bedroom. It was then Loki knew what had to be done, as of now it was her time to prove her worth. Unwittingly it was already working but if she played the part nobody would even remember who Thor was. She quickly walked down the hall into her bedroom and made her way to her desk. Loki gently bit down on her bottom lip as she stared out her window. She was brain storming. She needed a well thought out plan, premeditation seemed to work in her favor. If she wanted anybody to see how great she was, she'd have to be trustworthy. Another thought popped into her head, too many people were skeptical of Loki, especially if they knew her personally. People like Hogun and Sif would prove to be troublesome in her goals. She needed to eliminate that. She knew something was missing, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. There was still the matter of the stranger in Odin's room earlier that day. She needed to know who that was and what they were trying to do. People wouldn't send assassins after Odin? That seemed extremely farfetched. She couldn't help but wonder if anything she was planning was despicable? It couldn't be. All the things she's searching for was well deserved. Loki turned in her seat, glancing at her bed. She had no desire to sleep, her dreams were too bothersome. She needed a break from all of the symbolism, the longing, and the disgusting perverseness. She shot up from her seat and began to pace up and down her room. She glanced out her window once more and peered into the night. Loki grabbed up one of her hoodies and zipped it up before she climbed onto her desk. She opened up her window and jumped outside. She snuck out, she didn't want to trouble Frigga in any way but she had something she needed to do.

Loki had been walking for so long it almost felt like it had been hours but she finally made it to the court building. She jogged up the steps and snuck inside, slinking past the sleeping guard. She went closer to where the offices were, specifically she made her way to Heimdall's office. The lamp inside was still on and illuminated part of the hall. When she stepped inside she saw that his room had been empty, she cursed under her breath as she took a seat in his chair. He must've stepped out. Loki was exhausted, between school and church, and the walk it took to get back into town she had been swamped. She threw her head back as she stared at the ceiling; there was no avoiding it now. Her eyes fluttered closed as she wandered into her dreamland.

Loki jumped up, opening her eyes and seeing that she was still in Heimdall's small office. She sighed as she got up from the desk and began to unzip her hoodie as she stepped around it. She flinched and stumbled from the sound of the door swinging open. Loki assumed the worst as she stepped backward. The person who had entered the room was Balder, which was when she knew something was strange. She inhaled deep as she stared up at him.

"What are you doing here?" She whispered, almost fearfully. Balder stepped closer to her, he was silent. Somehow he was authoritative but he still held his kind demeanor. He leant downward and planted a kiss on her lips and she didn't protest. He cupped her face into his hands as he continued kissing her. At this point Loki had closed her eyes, when she reopened them it was no longer Balder kissing her, it was Thor. She cringed a little as he held her tighter in his grasp.

"Thor, no-" She whimpered as he lifted her and brought her over to Heimdall's desk. She tried to squirm out of his grasp but her efforts were useless. He began to unbutton her blouse, exposing her bare skin and bra underneath. She could feel her face flush red as she looked away.

"We shouldn't. This is wrong." She muttered as she opened her eyes once more, she flinched again when Thor had changed into her maleself and it seemed he was there to stay. She continued to blush as she stared up at him.

"What's so wrong about it?" He whispered breathily as he began to unbutton his pants. Her sense of paranoia and fear subsided when she saw herself but for some reason when she was in the arms of Thor or Balder this seemed frighteningly wrong. But when it was herself she felt comfortable, it was weird.

"Well, first off… We probably shouldn't be doing this on Heimdall's desk." She murmured as she bit down on her lip. Her male form pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside then went back to tearing her clothes off her body.

"Fuck him." He groaned as he kissed her deeply, gently biting down on her lip as she did almost seconds ago. She broke their kiss and laid a soft lick onto his neck; she grabbed a handful of his hair and gripped it as she brought him closer to her. She brought her lips to his ear.

"Fuck you." Loki whispered sensually. He smirked in return as he tugged at her jeans, when he finally got them off he let them drop to the floor. Now she was only in her bra and panties. Her maleself licked his lips as he gazed at her body. His slender fingers reached for the back clasps of her brassiere and pulled open and off her. He got on his knees as she continued to sit at the edge of the desk. His thumbs grazed the side of her nipples. Every time his finger touched them a surge of pleasure went through her body. She let out a soft moan as he let one of his hands drift downward where he began to rub her clitoral area over her underwear. She squirmed as he did so.

"Fuck me." He moaned deeply as he placed one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking hard on her pink areola as his tongue massaged the nipple. Loki cried out in pleasure as she held onto her male form's raven locks. She could feel her parts become moist from his actions. The sensations were almost unbearable. He took her out of his mouth and pulled down his boxers, then tore off her panties. He pushed her downward laying on her back on the desk. He began to kiss her passionately once more before he spit in his own hand and began to rub his cock, hardening it more. He spit in his palm again and rubbed it against her box before entering her. She let out a loud moan when he got inside then began to pant. That's when her male self's thrusts began. He motioned in and out of her while grinding his pelvis against hers. He started slowly, almost as if he was teasing her. Loki couldn't help but circle her hips as he pivoted inside of her.

"H-Harder." She stuttered, the pleasure so overwhelming she could barely speak. Her maleself obliged and began to go deeper and harder inside of her. Loki couldn't stop moaning, her body even shook in no way it had done before. Her male form was doing the same.

"Stop, we're gonna get caught." He panted as he placed his hand tightly over her mouth. At that point she was humming in pleasure in the same rhythm as motions. Male Loki began to pound her harder, she felt her toes curl as her nipples stood on end. She could feel her insides tightening around his member as he attempted to keep up with his new speed. His thrusts and grinding stimulated her insides and her clitoris simultaneously, she felt the orgasm brewing between her legs. It wasn't until she felt her vagina tighten even more around his cock. He let out a loud moan that echoed into the hallway, she felt his warm semen fill her like an eruption of pleasure, this only contributed to her climax. Loki was panting, tearing up a little as her legs wiggled. When her male form was done ejaculating inside of her he took his hand off her mouth and let his slim fingers linger over her clit. He began to rub it quickly as he continued to thrust quickly inside of her.

"Ah, take it out!" She whined under him. He did so, but he continued to rub her pussy. Her orgasm came, her body shook furiously as the heat built up in her. Loki felt like an explosion of pleasure had been released in her lower body when she finally orgasmed. Her mouth hung open as she squirmed and turned away from her maleself. He laid beside her and held her as she trembled from the intensity of the climax. Even after a few moments her parts were throbbing and she was still completing her orgasm. When it finally subsided Loki was hyperventilating. Male Loki had still been holding her tight.

"T-That was insane." She stuttered into a sigh. Her male form began to stoke her hair. He whimpered a little too. His orgasm was probably as intense as hers.

"That was probably the best sex we've ever had. And we're technically virgins…" He chuckled nervously. Loki's lips curled into a frown as she rolled over and shoved him.

"Why do you always have to ruin things!" She yelled. He seemed unfazed as he continued to laugh. This was when Loki suddenly felt self-conscious and began to cover her naked body with her hands. Her maleself sat up on the desk and wiped the sweat from his brow before glancing at her.

"So, this Balder guy…" He started.

"Something is off about him." She answered. She shrugged because it was true. He simply reminded her too much of Thor and she wasn't sure if she loved or hated it. Male Loki raised a brow before lightly smacking the back of her head. She flinched and sat up as well, still concealing herself.

"Who cares what's off about him? Can't you see the window of opportunity that's been opened for us cause of him?" He ranted. She tilted her head slightly because she honestly didn't see it. He was just another perfect douche, what did that have to do with Loki. Her maleself pried her hand from her breast and she jumped. "He totally wants us."

"Gross!" She yelled as she cringed.

"It doesn't mean we have to do anything with him, I mean… we can use that to our advantage if you know what I mean. Think about it, people love Balder. If we were around Balder people would love us right?" He began.

"That's a little primitive logic, don't you think? I think we're perfectly capable of achieving our goals on our own." She grumbled. Her maleself grimaced as he flicked her check. She flinched again before scooting away from him.

"Stop being such a snob and see what's in front of you…" He grunted. Loki turned her head to glance at him but he had disappeared. Her eyes widened as she jumped up.

"Hello?" She heard, startled she tripped.

Loki jumped up when she felt something brush against her shoulder. She blinked her green eyes a few times before raising them to glance at the figure. It had been Heimdall, she attempted to gather her thoughts as she got up from the seat.

"Why were you napping at my desk?" He grumbled as he gathered some of his papers into a neat pile. Loki rolled her eyes as she wiped her face. She crossed her arms as she stepped closer to him.

"I'm here to talk to you about my father." She started.

"I'm his assistant, not the family therapist." Heimdall said quickly before sitting at his desk. He attended to his business as if Loki wasn't standing there. She inhaled hard before stepping forward and slamming her hand down on it. He flinched for a moment before glancing up at her. He let out a groan and crossed his arms as well.

"Alright, what is it?" He mumbled begrudgingly.

"I'm taking Thor's internship."

"Come again?"

"I'm taking my brother's internship." She repeated.

"And what precisely brought you to this conclusion?" He asked, raising his brow quizzically.

"Somebody has to take some type of stance in this campaign. My father is incapacitated due to illness, my brother is missing in action due to his idiocy and rebellious nature. Therefore all that is left to represent the Olsen campaign would be me." She explained. Heimdall still gave her a suspicious gaze.

"And what if I don't think you're somebody who should be representing anything?"

"Then I'd say you're a moron who doesn't want to keep his job." She spat in fury as she leant forward on in the desk, staring at Heimdall straight on.

"How would I be the moron?"

"There's some nasty business, some not so lovely things that I can mention to my mother and have you and the others involved throw into prison." As she spoke Heimdall's stare hardened.

"You have no proof. You're a liar, you've been one since you were a child."

"Oh? Well ask your lovely sister Sif then. If I tell my mom a story, it wouldn't be a complete lie. This is what you're going to do. You're going to make my mother and I seem like victims in a desperate tragedy. You're going to schedule publicity events wherein I look compassionate, kind and our family's respect will be restored."

"What happened with you and Sif?"

"I told you to ask her, whenever you get the chance… We'll talk about my internship hours sometime at the end of the week." She said finally as she turned away from him and headed from the door.

"There's always something with you Loki. But I'm not your family you know, I don't have to succumb to your insecurities." Heimdall called out. "I know you had something to do with the school attack. I've watched you grow from a spoiled little girl into a spiteful young lady—"

"I didn't have anything to do with that, I wasn't even at school that day." Loki grumbled as she slowly turned to look at him once more. He clearly wasn't done speaking so she simply spoke over him.

"So don't think you haven't been ruled out. As for the internship… it's yours. But once you see you can't trick people into thinking you are someone you're not you'll want to leave on your own."

She was turned completely, her anger boiling deep inside from her stomach.

"I'll do what I have to!" She shouted.

"Why?" He yelled in returned.

"BECAUSE IT ISN'T FAIR!" She screamed, angry tears forming deep behind her brilliant green hues. Heimdall's anger seemed to subside from her reaction. His expression was now of pity, this made her even more furious. It wasn't fair, all Thor had to do was exist and he was adored by all. It wasn't fair that Loki had to go through this much trouble to even get attention from anybody. "I've had to work in order to get any type of reaction,all of my life. Especially from my father! The only time he's ever spoken to me is to scold me, to make me feel like I'm inferior." She ranted. Heimdall said nothing at this point. She allowed the fury inside her take over. She stormed out of the office and slammed the door into the vast hall. She couldn't just leave, her anger wouldn't let her. She glanced back at his office then into the hall. She pulled a large American flag stand and dragged it over to where Heimdall's office was. She lifted it as high as she could and tossed it towards the glass on the door where his name was written. She knew she was successful when she saw the glass shatter and the other end of the flag stand hanging off the other side of the door. The perfect puncture.

"What are you doing!?" He shouted as he stood and ran over to his door. Loki kicked the door open once more, causing more glass to splatter.

"And some asshole was in my father's hospital room doing only god knows what! Find out who the fuck he was or you're fired!" That was when Loki finally took her leave. She stormed past the security guard, her flag throw must've woken him because he was trailing after her. He grasped at her arm in an attempt to pull her back. She wriggled out of his grasp before violently shoving him aside. Loki made her way down the courthouse steps and back into the street, on her way back home. She walked along the side of the building; She pat her pockets, realizing she had left her keys. She must've dropped them during the scuff with the guard. She reentered the building and surely enough the security had been sleeping again. She rolled her eyes at his incompetence as she walked past him. Her eyes remained focused on the floor, searching for her keys. She finally spotted them beside Heimdall's office. She jogged over and snatched them up with the intention of darting out of there. She was still pretty steaming. She glanced at his door for a second. She lingered there for a moment. She heard a few sighs and the dialing of a phone. She raised a brow as leant on the wall so she could listen.

"Hello? Mrs. Olsen? Yes, it's Heimdall. Yes I really don't mean to trouble you but I have really have to talk to you. No, it's about Loki." He spoke quietly. Her heart started to beat rapidly and her face felt hot, she was probably flushing from her lividness. What could he possibly tell Frigga? She was nervous, maybe she shouldn't have flown off the handle like that. Perhaps she had just sabotaged herself…

"Fuck." She grunted in anger.

A/N: Hey so, I know this took forever but, I hope you guys enjoyed it. School is ending soon so I'll be updating regularly. If you want you can leave a critique/review. Or favorite if you like, Whatever you do I sincerely thank you guys for taking the time out to read my stuff. It's nice to feel like people actually appreciate me. Thanks again.