Congratulations me~ I have made it to chapter five an almost done chapter six. This is the longest I've actually stuck to one story _
I had no idea what to put for the preview image other than a doughnut . . . So enjoy the doughnut~!
I hope I'm not making Tony too childish, but I always think of him as a little brat xP I was planning on maybe throwing in some temporary Tony romance but I like him and Pepper as a couple waaay too much o3o Soooo . . . Enjoy this chapter for an intense chapter is next~~!

I know I promised some Loki action, but not yet . . . very, very soon . . . xP

You could tell Tony was angry, although he hid it. You grew to know him well enough to know when he was pretending to be happy in this past month. You wondered how Pepper could handle a man that was so childish. You figured that she just had her ways. The two of you were sitting on a bench just outside of the building you had left him in the hunt for doughnuts. You had only eaten the one glazed doughnut, Tony had about three. You couldn't eat anymore, not after that encounter with Loki. You couldn't stop thinking about him. It made you feel sick, but in a way you enjoyed it. You wanted to see him again. You just hoped that you wouldn't find him on your bed again. Your cheeks flushed slightly at the remembrance of that night. The last time you saw him. You reached for the box of doughnuts and grabbed whichever one your hand touched first and began stuffing it in your mouth, trying to distract yourself. "You know I was planning on eating that one," Tony said pointing to the last chocolate dipped doughnut in your mouth.

"Yes, well, I got to it first." You said after swallowing the mouthful you had.

"You know I was planning on telling you why I came here, but now I don't think I will."

"Why did you come here?"

"Nope, too late"

You sighed frustrated, and then finished the doughnut. "Fine, I'll just leave."

"Fine."

"Fine."

You stood up and headed for your car. Once inside the car you sighed, not knowing if you should leave Tony there on the bench with the rest of the doughnuts. Shaking your head you started your car and left.

Once you pulled up in your driveway you began to freak out. What if Loki just happened to be inside your house again? Certainly he wouldn't be too happy with the way you left him in the alley. Taking a deep breath and releasing it, you exited your car and walked up the front door. Taking out your keys and unlocking the door, you took another deep breath, trying to calm your loudly thumping heart. You stepped into the foyer, and glad that so far, no signs on anyone being in here were visible. Placing your keys in a small bowl on a small table you continued to walk forward, glancing through the arch leading to your living room. Still nothing, but that didn't calm your heart. You didn't know whether or not no one is here is getting your hopes up, or you were scared that someone was here.

After checking the kitchen, dining room, and basement you have finally plucked up the courage to check upstairs. Your heart pounded loudly in your ears, each beat matching each of you steps. By the time you've reached the doors to your bedroom you felt like you were going to throw up. With a shaking hand you slowly opened the French doors. You peered through the expanding crack between the doors, and sighed in relief, and in pain, over the fact that no one was there. You walked over to your bed sat down, trying to piece together your feelings. You could say that you were happy no one was here, but thinking that you were made a streak of pain rip across your heart. Sighing deeply you stood, walking back down the stairs and to your kitchen. You didn't know exactly what you were doing, but you were definitely trying to keep yourself busy. You opened, and then slammed shut various cabinet doors, trying to find that delicious chocolate cake Pepper forced you to take. After going through all of the cabinets you growled, trying to remember where you put it. Then, as if a light bulb had decided to light itself above your head, you remembered it was in the fridge. You threw open the door, the contents on the door shelves jingling against each other. You shifted through the eggs and jugs of milk and juices to the back where you hid the cake from yourself. You placed the cake on the counter, and then shifted the contents of the fridge back to where they were. You allowed the door of the fridge shut itself as you stared at the cake on the counter.

You were thinking whether or not you should eat the rest of the cake, which was a good third, or if you should take only one slice, when a knock at the door startled you out of your mind. You hurried to the door, not sure if you were expecting someone. Looking through the peep hole you saw your neighbour, a short woman with messy blond hair and brown eyes. She was probably with her daughter who was in Girl Scouts. They constantly came to your house to sell you cookies, and you normally bought a box or two and gave them away to whomever. Opening your already unlocked door, you smiled as cheerfully as you could fake. "Hello," you said, looking at the little girl smiling brightly at you in a Girl Scout uniform and holding a box of delicious looking chocolate covered coconut shavings.

"Hi!" She said cheery, "Wanna buy a box of chocolate covered coconut? I also have some boxes of those cookies you always get."

Her mother smiled, but stared at you with a hint of worry. You told the girl you wanted two boxes of both. After paying the little girl her mother sent her off, then looked at you pursing her thin lips. "Are you feeling alright? You look a little pale." She asked.

"Oh, I'm doing fine." You said, not knowing that you looked pale. But now that you thought about it, you were feeling a little dizzy.

"Well, If you need anything feel free to call me," the mother said, looking over to make sure her daughter was doing okay before handing you a business card with her name and number on it.

Apparently she was a nurse. You nodded and thanked her, saying that if any was wrong you'd call her. Once the lady left you shut the door, and although you acknowledged the fact that you should lock your door, you didn't.

Back in the kitchen, you placed the boxes on the counter near the door. You stared back at the cake. You swore that it was staring right back at you, but then you realized that something, or someone, was staring at you. You looked out all of your kitchen windows and saw that no one was staring at you from there, so you turned around, looking all over your kitchen and dining room but found no one that could possibly be spying on you. Returning to the kitchen you pulled out a cake knife, setting it beside the cake. You opened the cupboard containing your plates. You reached to the top shelf, where you kept your favourite plates. You had to pull out a stool before you could reach the plates, and just as you were pulling out a plate an unbelievable pain ripped through your entire body, making you fall backwards off of the stool. The plates fell with you, and all you could remember was pain searing the back of your head and throughout your body as darkness overcame you.