There was only one answer as to how Natasha had ended up back in bed after she clearly remembered waiting near the toilet and that answer was fast asleep beside her. A hand rested under her chin as she lay on her side, watching Loki sleep. The harmless look on his face conveyed a childlike innocence. She couldn't help but wonder if everyone would soon be able to see the gentle side of Loki that he showed her. Speaking of everyone… She grabbed her cell phone from off her nightstand and found a message from Fury. He wanted to meet with her and Loki as soon as possible. She checked the time and saw that it was almost nine. Although she was still tired, this meeting was more important than sleep. "Loki?" she whispered.

His nose wrinkled in reply.

She wondered if it would be alright to leave him. After all, Loki had already told her everything she needed to know. She got out of bed and went to take a shower and get dressed. When she finished, she stepped out into the bedroom to retrieve her weapons, only to notice Loki missing. She left her room and began to search for him. "Loki?" she called out.

Surely enough, he appeared from the kitchen entryway as he heard her voice.

"What are you doing?" she asked. She couldn't help noticing how handsome he was looking in the button-up white shirt, black pants, and tie ensemble. "More like where are you going…"

"Are we not meeting with the Head in Command today?" he asked.

"Yeah, I was just gonna head over."

"And abandon me?" The grin on his face indicated that he was toying with her.

"You were sleeping," she noted.

"Just think of all the mischief that can be done around here," he chuckled.

She rolled her eyes. "Old habits must be hard to break for you."

"Very much so." He swiftly approached her and placed his hands on her hips. "I need to accompany you today," he began on a serious note. "This business involves my Brother. If anything, it should be you to stay."

Her gaze hardened. "I'm not going to be left out of this!" she snapped at him. "This is the only part of my job that I'm useful for anymore, so give me this opportunity!" In one swift motion, she pulled away from him and folded her arms across her chest. "Fury wanted to see me, too. This doesn't just concern you."

He stared at her backside, taken aback by the change in attitude. "I only said that out of concern for your own health. Sleep didn't come easily last night," he added.

She groaned as she realized that Loki was beginning to treat her as a burden. She was only trying to keep up with the rest of her team. She had been so accustomed to being the team's asset and fighting evil-doers. It made her feel useless to be left on the sidelines. She wanted to help, Loki especially.

"Forgive me," he said quietly. "As you said, 'old habits are hard to break'… You, the master assassin, the spy- you live for the danger. The thrill."

She finally turned around to meet his gaze. "I still do." She flashed a smile for him. "What's more dangerous and thrilling than sleeping with the enemy?"

"Agreeing to bring his child into the world," he replied before kissing her hair.

And just like that, her anger subsided and she felt that they were at peace once again. "What were you doing in here again?" she wondered.

"Looking for some form of nourishment," he replied.

"Did you have something in mind?" she asked.

"What do your people call those desserts in the cups? I believe one I had eaten was a chocolate flavour."

The serious expression on his face as he explained a child's treat only made her laugh. "Pudding. Sorry, but we can get some later?"

"Am I amusing you?" he asked.

"Quite a lot, actually," she admitted.

He decided to continue to pester her with Midgardian foods. "What was it that Thor fancied to drink?"

"Coffee." She went over to the coffee maker and began to make some for him. She then grabbed a mug and went through the cabinets to withdraw two bowls, the grabbed two spoons for each of them. Cereal seemed to be a simple enough breakfast, especially since she wanted to hurry over to meet with Fury.

Loki accepted the bowl of cereal Natasha had made for him and ate with her in silence at the table. As they were finishing up, Natasha poured him a cup of coffee, only to have Loki wrinkle his nose at the bitter taste. She added a spoonful of sugar to it, but it still wasn't to his liking. Several wasted lumps of sugar later, Loki accepted that coffee wasn't to his liking.

"Go easy on the sugar," she warned him.

"I enjoy its taste," he replied.

"You're a child!"

He grimaced at her from the table.

"Ready to go, then?" she asked.

"Yes…" The look of seriousness masked his face as he rose from the table to follow her out.