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…Chapter Five…

"Ugh!" Samantha felt her head throbbing. "Never. Drinking. Again." she muttered, rubbing her temples. Once she realized that she was laying on a bed, she quickly sat up with her eyes wide. "How the hell… did I get in my room?" she looked around, then saw what she was wearing. "And how did I get my pajamas on?" she turned her head and saw Loki sleeping peacefully in the chair. "That looks very uncomfortable." she got up and pulled on one of his arms. "Hey, Loki, come lay on the bed."

"Mmmhmm."

"Hey." she pulled again. "Get up."

"Alright." he mumbled, still half asleep, he did as he was told, and got up from the chair, and laid down on the right side of the bed.

Samantha turned off the lamp next to her, laid down next to Loki, covered them both up, and closed her eyes, falling back to sleep, feeling somewhat safer being near him.

...

Loki woke up suddenly, because he had no feeling in his arm, and he wasn't sure why. Blinking his eyes open, it was bright outside, and the sun was shining through. Lifting his head off the pillow, he realized that he was in the bed, and Samantha was laying on his arm. He tried to shift to be more comfortable, but Samantha moved her head from his arm to his chest, so Loki lightly wrapped both arms around her.

He smiled, because just like yesterday, he liked the feeling of holding her, and she fit him like a glove. He felt as his purpose in life was to hold her and keep her safe from anything and everything, including himself.

As Loki was about to fall back to sleep, there was a knock on the door. He quickly wiggled out of Samantha's grasp, as she opened her eyes, he became invisible, while the knocking continued. "Hold up a minute!" Samantha yelled, sitting up. "Loki?" she whispered, but got nothing and didn't see him anywhere. "Loki, are you… here?" he wanted to tell her that he was there, but he knew he shouldn't, so he kept quiet. Getting no response, she got out of the bed, and opened the door. "Oh, hey, Darcy." she stretched.

"Wow, you look like you had a rough night."

"Yeah, something like that." she nodded. "It's possible, though, I don't remember much… come in."

"I got you some Starbucks." Darcy smiled, walking inside.

"Oh, you're the best." Samantha shut the door, then sat down next to Darcy on the bed. "So, tell me something." she took the cup of coffee out of her hands. "One of the things I remember… I was at the bar - having a blast, but how the hell did I get to my room?"

"You were too hammered, so Clint and Steve drove your car, and brought you here. They didn't want you to drive and risk you getting into an accident, so yeah." Darcy shrugged. "Check your cell phone, Steve told me that he left you a message."

"Oh." Samantha got up and found her phone on the table, with the rest of her stuff, and checked her texts.

"Hey, Sammy… Clint and I didn't want you to drive, so we took you back to your hotel room. Don't worry, your car is outside. It was nice meeting you. Had fun and we'll see you again in a few weeks. Bye." Samantha smiled a little, sitting on the bed.

"Did he send you a text?" Darcy asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

"Yeah." she nodded, putting her phone down. "And, finally! It was nice seeing Jane having fun and laughing."

"I know, right! She hardly has fun anymore." Darcy suddenly grinned. "So, I think Steve is into you."

Samantha nodded. "I noticed, but so was Clint."

"No, not as much as Steve."

"I guess." Samantha shrugged. "Who are they? I mean, where are they from?"

"Uh, Jane's… job. Sometimes they pop in from time to time, checking on the progress of her work."

By the look on Darcy's face, Samantha felt that there was more to this than she was letting on, but let it go. "That's cool." she took a sip. "So, what's your plans for today?"

Darcy laughed. "Well, Jane's way hungover and that means, no working in the lab."

"Ha! That sucks for her."

"Were you hungover? Or are you?"

Samantha shook her head. "Not really, I mean, I feel fine, but I may or may not have puked last night." she chuckled. "I don't remember… how about you?"

"Nah." Darcy waved her hand. "I feel fine too."

"Even after all those Tequila shots Clint was giving you?"

"Okay, yeah, I drank a lot, but no hangover." Darcy laughed as she stood up. "Well, I'm gonna get going. I just wanted to check on you, and see that you're fine, which you are, so now, I'm gonna go home, get into my bed, and relax for the rest of the day."

Samantha got up and gave Darcy a hug. "That sounds like a plan." she let go, then both of them walked to the door, and Samantha opened it. "Thanks for the coffee."

"Oh, no problem." Darcy walked out and waved, getting into her car. "Bye, Sam."

"Later!" Samantha waved back, then after she watched her drive away, she shut and locked the door.

"Did you have a good time last night?"

Samantha got startled, as she turned around, and saw Loki sitting on the bed. "Uh, yeah… were you in here this whole time?"

"No, I wasn't." he lied. "I went outside to give you and Darcy could have some alone time."

"Oh." she nodded, then sat down on the bed next to him. "So, were you here the whole night?"

"Yes." he lied again. "I stayed, like you asked." Loki could tell that Samantha was struggling to say something, and she wouldn't even look at him, then he placed his hand on top of hers. "What is it?" he asked, lifting her chin with his two fingers, making her look at him. "Tell me."

"Okay." she heavily sighed. "I don't remember much from last night, most of it is a blur, so can you tell me what happened?"

"I don't know what help I'd be, but when your friends dropped you off, you woke up, went into the bathroom, then you slept."

"So, I did puke?" he nodded, then she laughed. "Well, that's good… and that's probably why I'm not as hungover as I should be." she paused. "I didn't do anything stupid or embarrassing, did I?"

Loki thought back at the events that occurred in that very bed. Her kissing him, then when he refused her, her words stung him like a thousand knives. Loki just slightly shook his head, with a little smile. "No, you didn't do anything."

"Oh, good." she laughed, slapping his knee. "Well, one thing I know for sure."

"What's that?"

"No more drinking for me." she paused. "Well, I mean, no drinking a lot, well, just a little." he just nodded, then she smacked his leg again. "Hey, do you want to go do something today? Or just chill out here and relax?"

"We could relax. I didn't get much sleep last night."

"Oh, okay." she stood up. "Before we chill and relax, let's order some breakfast."

Loki smiled. "Actually, that sounds good."

While Samantha was on the phone, ordering off the menu for room service, Loki was laying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, thinking about the lies he told Samantha. He felt bad, but he didn't want to hurt her with the truth, because he knew that any of the stuff he did would, in fact hurt her, so he decided to keep his mouth shut, and spare her feelings. Loki hasn't been around her that long, but he definitely felt something for this mortal woman.

"Okay." Samantha hung up the phone and tossed the menu on the night stand. "Breakfast is ordered and they should bring it soon." she sat down on her side of the bed and grabbed the remote. "I didn't know what to order, so I got a little bit of everything."

"I'm sure it'll be fine, whatever it is."

"Yeah, but I did get all the yummy stuff."

"Alright." Loki nodded.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Samantha stood up. "I'm gonna take a quick shower, before the food gets here." then she went into her suitcase, grabbed a pair of grey lounge pants and a navy blue tank top, and went into the bathroom.

Once Loki knew that Samantha was in the shower long enough, he smirked, waving his hand, then he heard "SHIT! THIS IS COLD!" she screamed out loud. Loki chuckled as he waved his hand again, and the water was back to where Samantha had it, then he closed his eyes with a slight smile on his face.

...

After Loki and Samantha ate breakfast, or rather, their lunch, they relaxed on the bed snacking and watching TV for the rest of the day. Loki, for once in his life, he really enjoyed himself, being around her and he wouldn't want it any other way.

The sun had gone down, about an hour ago, and it was pretty dark outside when Samantha turned the volume down on the TV, and turned to face Loki. "So, tell me something."

He raised his eyebrow, curiously. "Tell you what?"

"What's it like in Asgard?"

"Very similar, but very different, if that makes any sense. We have people, water, places to live, but we have no means to the technology you all do. It's a beautiful place."

"Do you miss it?"

"No."

Samantha stared at him a little confused. "Then why do you want to go back so bad?"

"To have a chat with my… father."

"Oh." she nodded and by the look on Loki's face, she could tell that he didn't want to talk about it. "I used to have Daddy issues, as well." she said, laying on her side, holding her head up with her hand.

Loki stared at her for a second. "What?"

"When Jane and I were younger… growing up, she was always the good girl and I was the screw up. Jane was his golden child that went to college and I didn't and I was cast aside. Nothing was ever good enough and I was never good enough." Samantha looked down. "And it's always been that way, up until he died. Sometimes, even though he's not here, it still feels that way."

Loki leaned up, inches away from Samantha and lifted her chin with his two fingers to look at him. "I know exactly how you feel and I'm sorry you had to go through that." he rubbed her cheek with his thumb. "But don't you ever think that you are not good enough for anyone. You have nothing to prove to no one." he inched closer to her face. "You're beautiful and perfect, just the way you are."

Samantha smiled, and before she knew it, Loki was kissing her lips, and swiftly moved on top of her. After ten minutes of making out, Loki stopped himself, and smirked at her. "What?" she raised her eyebrow, not exactly sure why he stopped in the first place. Loki didn't respond, then all of a sudden both of their clothes were completely off. "Loki!" she giggled, trying to cover herself with the blanket. "Cheater." he laughed out loud, then looked into her eyes, removing the blanket with one of his hands. "Loki." she tried pulling it back, but he wouldn't let her have it.

Loki's eyes traveled from her lips. her neck, down her body, then back up to her warm light brown eyes. "You're so beautiful, Samantha, embrace it." with butterflies fluttering crazy in her stomach, she grabbed Loki's face with both hands, and crashed his lips on hers. "Wait…" he backed up.

"What?"

He waved his hand and all the lights and the TV was off. "Much better." he said, then continued kissing Samantha all over.