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…Chapter Eight…

"I knew it was a mistake for her to be here!" Jane kind of yelled, going through her suitcase. "But you had to tell her to come anyway."

"Well, what's done is done, Jane." Darcy shrugged. "Yes, I told her to come, sue me, alright? I just thought the both of you could reconnect again."

Jane stopped what she was doing and glared at her friend. "Yeah, well, it didn't work."

"Of course not." Darcy stood up from the chair. "You know what, Jane, you're lucky. At least you have someone, some family, even if it is only Sam. I, on the other hand, have no one. Be glad and grateful you do have her in your life." and with that, Darcy stormed out of Jane's room, and after a moment, she bumped into something hard, which almost knocked her down.

"Oh, sorry about that."

"It's okay, Steve… where were you headed?" she asked, straightening herself out.

"On my way back to Sammy's room. She's sick."

Darcy raised her eyebrow. "Really?" then both of them went into Samantha's room and heard her groan in the bathroom.

"Sammy." Steve called out. "You doing alright in there?"

"Yeah, Sam." Darcy lightly knocked. "Are you okay?"

"No." she groaned again. "Goooo away."

Darcy turned to Steve. "I'll go in and take care of her."

"You sure?"

"Uh-huh, I got this."

"Alright." he nodded. "Let me know if she needs anything… hope you feel better, Sammy. " he called out.

"Yeaaaah…" she mumbled out loud.

"Later." Steve said, before walking out of the room.

Once Darcy knew he was gone, she went into the bathroom and saw Samantha sitting on the floor with her head laying on the toilet. "Ugh! That's so unsanitary, Sam. Toilet seats are gross, don't put your face on it."

"My face isn't on it." Samantha lifted her head and rested it on her arm. "Better?"

"Much." Darcy nodded, then sat on the tub. "So, what's going on?"

"I don't know… it might have been something I ate." she paused to think. "Or maybe I haven't ate at all… I really don't know."

"Or maybe." Darcy started to think, then laughed. "With that time you've been hanging around with Loki, maybe you're carrying his demon child." Samantha glared up at her and Darcy quickly stopped laughing. "No, no, Sam, I was kidding."

Samantha started to think back, then her eyes widened a little. "Oh, shit." she slowly shook her head. "Well, kidding or not… it's a possibility."

"What?" Darcy looked at her incredulously. "Oh, no, Sam! Really? You actually slept with him? Why?"

Samantha wiped her mouth and flushed the toilet, before leaning against the wall. "First time was around ten weeks ago, in San Diego, but then, he wasn't Loki, he changed himself to someone else, and tricked me, plus me being drunk didn't help either. The other times…"

"Other times? There were other times?"

"Yes." Samantha nodded. "But those times, it was all Loki."

"Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm gonna ask you this, but how many?"

"Three, but that was in a span of the two weeks, I've been in New Mexico."

The light bulb clicked on in Darcy's head, then she made a face. "Ugh, Sam! That's why you were wrapped up in that sheet? Gross."

"Well." Samantha shrugged, then looked seriously at Darcy. "Until I figure if I am or not… not a word to anyone. Not my sister, Fury, or even Steve. Hell, even Thor. Nobody can know, okay?"

"I won't say anything." Darcy put her hands up. "I promise, but… they will think something's up with you being sick and cranky, not to mention, your belly expanding."

"Shit." Samantha smacked her head with her hand. "I'll think of something and maybe wear bigger clothing to hide it for as long as I can." she brought her knees to her chest and rested her head on them. "First, Fury wants to kill Loki and now, this." suddenly, she slowly lifted her head. "Oh, no."

"What?" Darcy asked.

"If I am pregnant, hypothetically speaking… I drank all that alcohol. First time I met Loki, like I said, I was drunk then, and the other time was the night at the bar. I was completely smashed." Samantha started to cry a little. "What if something is or goes wrong with the baby?"

"Sam, the father of your child is Loki - the God of Mischief and Trickery - full of magic and power. Key word is, he's a God." Darcy gave her a tissue. "All of that and you're worried about a little alcohol here and there?"

"Oh, shit!" Samantha quickly stood up. "You're right… I need to find out if I am, now! And you're coming with me."

Darcy grabbed her arm. "Wait, we can't go anywhere, not now at least."

"We can and we will." she pulled Darcy with her. "Let's go."

Both of them were almost out the door, when they heard a familiar voice. "Hold it. Where do you two think you are going?"

"Well, Fury." Samantha turned around, as did Darcy. "We have to make a little trip to the drug store."

"For what, exactly?"

"Oh, you know, Darcy and I need our women things." Fury raised his one eyebrow. "Like, tampons, pads, Midol… and some chocolate, lots of chocolate."

Fury groaned, slightly shaking his head, then waved his hand. "Just go."

"Thank you." Samantha smiled, as Darcy let out a breath of relief. "Bye."

"Hey, Sam." Fury called out. "Steve is going with you."

"Awesome." she gave him a fake smile. "We'll wait in the car." then they walked out the door. "Darcy." she whispered. "You grab the test while I distract Steve with the tampons."

"They're in the same aisle."

"Oh, right… well, grab one while I'm getting the chocolate."

"Fine." Darcy said, getting in the backseat of the black Chevy Tahoe.

Samantha got into the front seat as Steve was walking up. "Relax, Darcy, we got this."

A few seconds later, Steve got into the car, and started it. "So, we're going to get you two… women things?"

Samantha laughed. "Is that what Fury said? Women things?"

"Yes, his words exactly."

"Okay, well, yeah." Samantha nodded. "We need a drug store, like, STAT."

"You got it." Steve chuckled, then he drove off. "You're not sick anymore?"

"No, not right now." Samantha shook her head. "It was just something I ate, but I'm fine." she said, looking out the window.

...

As soon as the three of them walked into the drug store, Samantha reached behind and smacked Darcy's ass, then nodded her head, as she linked her arm with Steve's. "I am in need of some chocolate."

Once Darcy knew that Samantha had Steve completely distracted, she hurried over to the pregnancy tests, grabbed one, and went over to the pharmacy to pay for it. After that, she took both tests out of the box and shoved them in her sleeve. As she was walking away, she grabbed a box of Midol, and caught up to Steve and Samantha. "Got the Midol." she waved it, then as she walked by, she dropped the tests in Samantha's purse.

"Awesome." Samantha looked at Steve. "How 'bout you wait in the car, while we get our women things? I'm sure you don't want to be there for that."

"No, not really." he laughed. "Don't take too long." he said, before walking out of the store.

"Damn." Samantha laughed, looking into her purse, then glanced up at Darcy. "You're like a ninja."

"I know, right? Here's the plan… you go take the tests and I'll grab everything we need, and we'll meet back here to pay for it."

Samantha handed Darcy the little basket that she was carrying, with the chocolate already inside. "Okay, go." then both of them split up. She went straight into the bathroom and went into the first stall, then took a few deep breaths before taking out both tests and peeing on both of them. After she washed her hands, she went back into the stall to see the results.

Double positive. Samantha was staring at two separate plus signs.

"Oh, shit." she muttered, then she quickly wrapped one of them up in a paper towel and shoved it in the bottom of her purse, and threw the other one away, before washing her hands a last time, and walking out of the bathroom.

Darcy looked up and saw Samantha headed towards her. "Hey, I bought the stuff. Did you take the test?"

"Yeah, both… let's just go."

"Wait… are you knocked up or what?" tears started falling down her cheeks as she nodded, then Darcy heavily sighed. "Oh, shit… well, come on. Steve's waiting in the car. We'll figure this out, Sam, I promise." then both of them walked out to the car and got in.

"Got everything?" Steve asked, starting the engine.

"Yep." Darcy lifted the bag in her hands. "We're set for the next few months."

"Awesome." he drove off and realized that Samantha was sitting the back seat, staring out the window. "Sammy, you okay?" he asked, looking at her through the rear viewed mirror.

"Yeah." she slightly nodded. "I'm peachy."

...

After the three of them got back to headquarters, Samantha went straight into her room and locked the door. She laid on the bed and cried. She couldn't believe that she was pregnant, especially with Loki's child - that was a whole 'nother shit storm.

"Sam?" she heard. "It's Darcy, can I come in?"

"Not right now, please."

"Okay, I'll leave you alone for a while."

"Thanks." Samantha sniffled, then curled up under the covers, wishing that Loki was there next to her. Holding her and telling her that everything would be okay, but she knew deep down that she wouldn't see him for a while, mainly because of the fact that Fury, SHIELD, and the Avengers, wants to 'eliminate' him. She cried a little more, feeling like everything was falling apart.

...

It was getting late and Steve noticed that he hasn't seen Samantha since they got back from the drug store earlier, then he found Jane sitting in the dining area with Thor. "Hey, Jane?" he sat on top of the table, next to her. "Have you talked to Sam at all?"

"Nope."

"Okay, well, I think you should."

Jane raised her eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because she's going through something and she won't say what, but I can tell that whatever it is, it's really bothering her."

"Yeah, Jane." Thor nodded. "Maybe you should talk to your sister."

Jane heavily sighed. "Fine, I'll talk to her, but I'll need some time before we do. We got into a fight earlier and I really don't want to right now."

"Fair enough." Steve hopped off the table. "Good night, Guys." then he walked out.

Jane glanced up and saw the way that Thor was looking at her. "What?"

"She's your sister… if you do not talk to her and makes things right between you two, and something happens, then it will be too late." he rested his hand on top of hers. "Just like it's too late for Loki and I, but it's not too late for you and Samantha."

"Okay." she rested her head on his chest. "I'll talk to her… just give me a day or two, and I will."