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…Chapter Four…

"No! Please, no!" is what Loki woke up to, several hours later. Once he realized what was going on, he heard Samantha crying and yelling in her sleep. "NO!" she screamed, then he quickly ran to her side. "NO!"

"Samantha, wake up." he sat down next to her as she was swinging her arms. "It's alright." he grabbed her arms and pinned them down on her sides. "SAMANTHA." she shot her eyes open and saw Loki with a concerned look on his face, then as he let her go, she grabbed onto him, and held on as tight as she could, sobbing into his chest. All Loki could do was hold her. "Shh… it's okay." he said, rubbing her back.

After fifteen minutes, she finally calmed down, and quickly let go of Loki. "Sorry."

"Did you have a bad dream?"

"Yeah." she nodded, wiping her cheeks.

"What was it about?" she didn't respond, she just grabbed her cell phone to look at the time. "What was it?" he asked, genuinely concerned and curious.

"Nothing." she got up from the bed and went into her suitcase to grab some clothes. "I have to get ready." then she went into the bathroom and shut the door.

Samantha turned on the water in the shower, took off all of her clothes, wrapped up in a towel, and got into the huge tub, sitting in the corner, hugging her knees to her chest, feeling the hot water hit her legs and feet.

For the past half an hour, all Samantha could think about was her dream, and how real it felt. Shaking her head, she stood up, and removed the towel, then got underneath the hot water, pushing the dream far in the back of her mind.

...

Loki paced back and forth as Samantha was showering. Something inside him changed when he was holding her a while ago, and he didn't like that she was upset, because it bugged him more than he wanted to admit.

A few minutes later, Samantha walked out of the bathroom. He was about to go up to her, but stopped himself, taking in her appearance. She wore dark skinny jeans with a purple and teal blue halter top. "What?" she said, noticing him staring at her.

"It's just, you're…"

"Hey, Loki." she cut him off. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Yeah, sure." he nodded.

"Will you." she paused. "Will you stay here?"

He raised his eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"While I'm out at the bar." she sat down on the bed and put on her socks. "Can you stay here, in the room, until I get back?"

"You want me to stay here?"

"Yeah." she put on her boots and stood up. "I need some space… away from you." his face fell. "Just for a little while. I mean, I'm going to be drinking and if I hear you in my head, then I might slip and say something about you, when I know that you don't want me to."

"Samantha…"

"No." she held up her hand. "Please?"

Loki saw the look on her face and as much as he wanted to, he couldn't refuse. He heavily sighed in defeat. "Yes, I will stay."

"Thank you." as if on cue, Samantha's phone rang. "Perfect timing." she thought to herself as she pressed the talk button. "Hey, Darcy, what's up?"

"We… are at the bar."

Samantha scoffed. "Define: we."

Darcy chuckled. "You shall see."

"Okay, so where exactly is this bar?"

"It's in town, five blocks from Jane's lab."

Samantha glanced over at Loki and saw a somewhat sad look on his face. "Su… per." she grabbed her purse and sat down. "I'll see you in a little bit."

"Okay, bye." Darcy told her with a little laugh, before hanging up.

"Silly girl." Samantha muttered, taking out her wallet. She took out her money, bank card, credit card, key card to the room, and her drivers license, then stood up to put it all in her back pocket. "Loki, I'm gonna go, so I'll see you later." she put on her leather jacket and grabbed her keys. "Don't wait up." then she walked out, before Loki could respond or try to stop her. "Shit." she muttered, leaning against the door with her eyes closed.

Loki could sense that Samantha was standing there and he put the palm of his hand in the middle of the door, until he heard her walk away, get into her car, and drive off. Loki didn't know what to do with himself, but he refused to sit there and wait, so he decided to follow Samantha anyway.

...

"Here we go." Samantha muttered, walking into the building. She looked around and saw Darcy sitting with Jane, Erik, and two guys she's never seen before. "Wonderful." she thought, walking up to the table.

Darcy saw her first and pumped her fist in the air. "Yay! You made it."

"Of course I did, it's not like I had anything else to do." she nodded at Jane and smiled at Erik.

"Okay, guys, this is Samantha… Sam, this is Steve and Clint."

"Oh." Steve smiled. "So, this is Jane's little sister."

"Yep, the one and only." she sat down in the chair. "It's nice to meet you two."

"Likewise." Clint smirked.

"Both of them are visiting from out of town as well." Darcy added, and Samantha nodded.

Steve got up and bent down to her level. "What do you drinking tonight, Sammy?"

"Um." she blushed. "Surprise me."

"You got it." he winked at her, before walking away.

Loki had enough, so he left the bar, a little pissed off. He wasn't going back to the hotel room, not yet, at least, so he decided to do the next best thing - cause some mischief and mayhem, because he didn't care about anything else at the moment.

Samantha turned her attention to Jane, ignoring the giggles and nudges coming from Darcy. "Have you forgiven me yet?"

"Maybe." she shrugged. "Give me a couple days, possibly a week, and we'll go from there."

"That sounds good to me." Erik said, getting up to go over to the bathroom.

"Yeah, me too." Samantha nodded.

"Excuse me, Ladies." Clint said as he got up, answering his cell phone, and walked away.

"Here you go, Sammy." Steve put a drink in front of her. "A Long Island Iced Tea."

"Ooh." she took a sip from the straw. "My favorite." she smiled at him. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome." he said, sitting down.

"So, where'd you come from?" Steve asked, playing with a straw.

"I was staying in San Diego." Samantha shrugged. "Near the beach, and a sure do miss it."

"Yeah, the beach is nice." Darcy agreed. "Hurry up and drink that… we need to take some shots!"

...

As the night went on, Samantha had a good time hanging out with Jane, Darcy, and the guys. There was a lot of fun and laughter, plus she couldn't even believe that Jane was being nicer to her than usual, but it could have been the alcohol talking, and then again, it felt good to actually talk and enjoy being around her sister.

Both of them danced a little, threw some darts, and even played pool with the guys and Darcy. But as the bar was closing, the guys figured that Samantha drank way too much, so Steve and Clint took her to her hotel room.

...

After Loki got back from being gone, he had dozed off, but immediately awoken to the sound of Samantha's car, and jumped out of his seat. He was actually excited to see her. As he was about to turn on the light, he heard mens voices, so he stopped himself, and listened.

"Here, let me open the damn door."

As the door opened, Loki quickly became invisible, watching these men, that he kind of recognized, walking into Samantha's room.

The taller one carried her bridal style and placed her gently in the middle of the bed, then chuckled. "She's not going to remember leaving the bar or how she got here."

"Send her a text and explain." the shorter one suggested. "We weren't gonna let her drive." then he placed her leather jacket, cards, and her car keys onto the table.

"Yeah, you're right." he took off her boots and set them aside. "Good night, Sammy." he whispered, then both of them walked out of the room, and took off.

After Loki knew that they were gone, he locked the door, and turned on the lamp next to Samantha, then sat down next to her on the bed. As he was about to get up, she grabbed his shirt, and pulled him down to her, then her eyes shot open. "Loki?" she laughed. "What are you doing here?"

He looked into her eyes and sighed. "You should really get some sleep."

"Where's the fun in that?" she laughed a little, holding on tighter to his shirt. "So, what did you do?"

"Well." Loki stopped and thought about it, but he didn't say nothing else. He couldn't tell her that he did follow her to the bar and after he had left, he blew up a block of buildings in Santa Fe, all because he was angry at her. As he was about to open his mouth to say something, she grazed his cheek with her finger.

"What did you do, all by your lonesome?"

"Samantha, I…" Loki started, but got cut off by her lips crashing on his, and he kissed her back. Almost a minute later, he stopped and backed away from her. "We can't do this."

Samantha frowned. "Why not? You tricked me into sleeping with you before… what's different now?"

Loki winced at her, then slightly shook his head, but before he could respond to that, Samantha put her hand over her mouth, got up, and ran to the toilet to throw up.

After fifteen minutes of waiting, Loki walked into the bathroom to check on Samantha, but she was passed out on the floor. Shaking his head, he carefully picked her up bridal style, and carried her to the bed, where he placed her in the middle of it.

He sat down next to her and with a wave of his hand, she was now wearing a pair of her pajamas from her suitcase. "Oh, Samantha." he covered her up with the blanket. "Alcohol doesn't suit you… even then." he lightly pushed her hair away from her face. "And I'm truly sorry." then he sat down in the chair next to the bed, and watched over her while she slept.

A/N: Aww, no love? Bummer. I really tried. Well, for those of you that are reading this, I won't be updating for quite a while. I mean, I'll try to, but as of right now, I'm working on writing my book. I have been inspired by greatness and so far, so good. In the meantime, send me some love! Laterz!