I keep my word. As requested I have updated sooner than I usually do. God this chapter was complicated to write. I'm not good with conversation. Sorry.

Also I have a pinterest. The name is Faye Collins. Decided to use my real name for that since it's a pretty good sight. I pinned some really good pictures in my Farelight and Loki boards that helped inspire this chapter. So check it out.

I hope you enjoy this chapter!

I do not own anything other than a black laptop case with large white clock designs on them. I like clocks...but I suck at telling time to update. Eh eh eh.

Loki opened his eyes. At first his vision was clouded, his mind hazed from the memory of last night. His confession to the moon.

I have fallen in love with Darcy Lewis whom I just met. Fuck.

He sat up and wiped his hands across his sweating forehead. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom and freshened himself. The man in the mirror looked as though he was a ghost instead of himself. His head still felt foggy and under used even though he didn't even have a drink last night.

I'll go running. That always clears my head.

Loki changed quickly into his running gear and jogged out of his apartment towards the park a few blocks away. He always went running whenever he needed time to think. The unusual chilly air blew threw his hair as he picked up his running pace. Raising his heart beat. His eyes trained on only looking at the path ahead of him, being careful not to run into anyone as he began to put his body on autopilot and getting lost in his thoughts.

Darcy Lewis was something he never expected to come into his life. He wasn't use to girls that was outspoken and above all, assertive. The woman that had pushed at him was always bimbos that either desired his Thor, and Loki's own wealth. Here, Darcy did no such thing.

Well she hasn't met your brother yet idiot Loki thought. He doubted that Darcy wouldn't find Thor attractive. Every woman within a five mile radius of Thor found him attractive and that usually always over shadowed Loki. He became average or even "creepy looking" as one woman had told him after she had met Thor. So truthfully Loki didn't know what to expect when the day came for Darcy to meet Thor. Or the rest of his 'so-called-family'

That was another thing. Loki could never guess Darcy's next moves. He was so used to being able to predict people's actions but he couldn't with Darcy. She was such a wild card to him. She frequently threw him off. She didn't pry into his life. She didn't try to find out his secrets. She didn't have any hidden agendas with him. She was pure and true. She was new.

And how he loved her.

The new problem was obvious. How he would make her fall in love with him too.

She wasn't flashy. He could tell that she didn't want gifts or shiny materials. It racked his brain. He didn't know much about her at all. Loki decided today at their lunch date he would dig for anything that will help him win her. To tie her in his life. His mind threatened to imagine the future with her. Darcy smiling while asleep in his bed. Darcy wearing a diamond on her ring finger. Darcy in a white gown while walking towards him down the isle. Darcy rubbing her pregnant stomach while leaning on him. Darcy holding a dark haired child in her lap while her fingers was intertwined with his. His mind wanted to see it all. His heart pounded even harder with every thought. He yearned for those moments to come true.

But first she must love you Loki. You must deserve her love.

Deserve her love. Loki stopped running and leaned against a tree at his side. Deserve her love. Loki shuddered. He may never deserve her love. The things that he has gone through in his past with his so-called "mother" and "father" showed that he didn't deserve love. When has anything good happen to him? Loki's mind began to drift off into the most darkest parts of his mind. He began to torture himself with memories of his past. His failures at happiness. His life.

A sharp vibrate in his pocket cut off his dark moment and snapped him back into the present. He sighed in relief. It was a text from Darcy with her address. Loki smiled and began to run back to his home. The pounding sound of his heart beat drowned out his sorrows and instead helped him formulate questions that he would drill Darcy with. He wanted to know everything about her life, so one day soon he'll be able to join it. Only if he could deserve her love.

Darcy was about to commit murder. She growled as she attempted for the fifth time to put her slightly curly dark hair in a neat pony tail before one of her layers slipped out of her grasp.

"Fuck! Why does layered hair hate pony tails!" She gritted her teeth and began again, pulling her hair harder.

Jane came in chuckling.

"Darcy let me do your hair before you pull it all out and become bald." Jane's hands pushed Darcy's hands away and she began to run her fingers threw the crinkled curls, attempting to soften the slight frizz that began to appear.

"Let me curl it. It looks better down and shiny." Jane turned around and began to heat up the curlers to work on Darcy's mess. Darcy muttered a "Thanks" and began to apply makeup to her eyes. She was fretting about the meet up with Loki. She felt as though her luck was wearing thin and that she had to make sure she didn't ruin anything. She wasn't the best with guys, especially guys like Loki. She never really dated a guy who had a solid career. She was use to the bad boys with tattoos or the geeky guys that would always wear glasses, even if they didn't need a prescription for them.

Jane was more than thrilled when Darcy told her that she was gonna go on a lunch date with Loki. Jane wanted to meet him when Darcy was ready, her motherly personality shining through. Darcy only rolled her eyes and said whatever. She really like Loki and she was comfortable enough with their relationship for Loki to meet her friends. He had already met Frankie, so Jane was the last one. Darcy didn't have that many friends to begin with.

Do we even have a relationship? Darcy asked herself as she applied eyeliner. They only went out on a date once and literally just started texting each other around 24 hours ago. Darcy didn't know much about him other than he was British and hot. And he was extremely hot.

But he was also a stable, honest gentleman who didn't ogle her like the other men she had come into contact with on a regular basis; other than Frankie of course.

Take it easy Darce. Be yourself with him. If he doesn't like you for who you are then fuck it. Punch him in the balls and walk away.

Darcy blushed at her violent yet interesting thought as she thought about Loki's lower anatomy.

"What are you blushing at?" Jane asked as she finished Darcy's hair. Darcy smiled and applied mascara. "Nothing of course" she replied. Jane rolled her eyes and went to the bathroom. Darcy went and got quickly dressed in a pair of skinny black jeans and a purple button up that was slightly tight around her chest. She threw on a pair of wedges that came all the way up her calf and gave her amazing height. She needed to make up the difference from Loki's towering figure. Her jewelry was simple, just a few silver and gold bracelets, a pair of black studs and a silver chain with a clock pendent that rested above her chest.

She notice that where the clock pendent rested was the same place that Loki's ring had rested when she first found it and wore it on the chain. It felt like ages ago, but it was only just a few days. An instant reminder that she hadn't known his for long.

"Stop thinking so hard." Jane said while coming out the bathroom. She gave Darcy an appraising look as Darcy's curls reached the middle of her back elegantly. Jane always knew how to work magic on hair, and science.

"Oh shut up" Darcy said as she picked up her IPod, money, and cell phone. She wasn't big on purses because she liked to keep her hands free, especially since she lived in such a big city where people often bustled around in a hurry. Instead she liked to carry a small black leather bag that had two straps so she could put her arms threw and allowed the bag to cling onto her back as though it was a back pack. She would have called it a backpack but the elegant design of the bag gave it a mature and sexy appeal which attracted attention to the arch of her back. If was a gift from Frankie one Christmas after Darcy complained that she kept on getting mugged. Frankie was a great shopper and bought her the bag as a way of letting her know that he cared, which he always reminded her daily.

"Jane are you sure you want me to leave you? I could stay." Darcy called over her shoulder. Jane shook her head no and began to gently push Darcy to the door.

"No way. I want you to go. I'll be fine. Selvig sent me this new book I wanted to read anyway and I'll be able to actually read it while you're gone Missy."

"I didn't know I was such a distraction!" Darcy faked an innocent look as she walked out the door. Jane rolled her eyes and did her usual 'Bye Darce' before she closed and locked the door behind her.

Darcy walked out of her apartment building and stood outside next to the door. The sun was shining and the wind was slightly chilly. A chill ran up Darcy's spine and she began to wonder if she should go back upstairs to grab a jacket when a black sleek car drove up in front of her and stopped. Darcy broke out into a smile that reached to her eyes.

Loki came out of the driver's front of the car and swiftly came over to her side. She admired the way he walked with authority and grace but yet a strong and slightly sexy movement of his entire body had a regal feel. He wore black slacks with black boots. A slightly dark hunter green button down with the first three buttons unbuttoned, showing more of his paled throat and a provided a slight peek at his muscled chest. Darcy's stomach began to do little somersaults as she admired unashamed.

He came up to her and kissed her square on the lips, surprising Darcy for a quick moment until she fluttered her eyes closed and leaned into his frame, placing a small hand on his chest. She felt the tight muscles under the thin green fabric and a heat pooled in the pit of her stomach. She pulled away.

"Hi" she breathed, looking up into Loki's green eyes.

"Hello" he said, gazing down at her. "You look lovely as always."

Darcy blushed. "I would say the same about you." Do not think dirty thoughts.

He chuckled and took a step away to open the passenger side door of his car.

"Shall we?" He asked, gesturing to the open door. Darcy blushed again at his courtesy and quickly entered the car. It was mere moments before Loki had gotten into the car again and they were off.

"So where are we eating?" Loki asked as he drove. Darcy raised her eyebrows. She did invite him for lunch but she didn't plan a place. Fuck.

"Uhhhh..." Darcy was clueless. All she could think of was the Diner but she spent too much time there anyway and didn't want to be anywhere near work. Or Allura.

Loki smirked. "How about a coffee shop? I know this place who serves an amazing cup of coffee and scones."

"Ugh not Starbucks right?" Darcy wined. She was tired of everyone praising that place. It felt as though people didn't know a place other than that damned Cafe. Loki chuckled loudly and sped up the car a little.

"No. Not Starbucks." An amused look shown over his features.

After a few moments Loki and Darcy pulled up to a restaurant and again Loki opened all the doors for her. It still baffled her on how quickly he moved with such grace. They sat down and order lunch. Darcy just wanting a panini and Loki chicken.

"So, I want to know much more about you Lady Darcy" Loki said as he began to sip his drink.

Darcy rolled her eyes and shifted in her seat until she was leaning over the table.

"Same here Loki."

Loki shifted in his chair until he was eased back. He intertwined his fingers together and placed a passive expression on his seat, carefully masking his curiosity and slight amusement. Darcy noticed his change in demeanor and mirrored him. Causing him to feel a little more amused and slightly uncomfortable at the way Darcy's clothing flattered her figure. He fought the urge to look her over. He was determined to remain a gentleman. What is she getting at? He thought as he looked into her blue eyes.

"What ever do you mean?" he asked in a fake innocent tone.

"Loki, getting info out of you is like pulling teeth. So why don't we do this? I'll ask a question and you answer. Then you ask and I'll answer. That way we both get the information at once."

"Darcy you make me sound like the harbinger of secrets."

Darcy rolled her eyes. "You act like it."

"Okay" Loki said. He sat up straighter and placed his elbows on the table, keeping his fingers together. "Game on."

Darcy smiled a mischievous smile and mirrored him again.

"We'll start simple. What's your full name?" she inquired. Loki chuckled.

"Loki Laufeyson. But when I was a child it was Loki Odinson. Yours?"

"Darcy Max Lewis. My dad wanted a boy. Why was your name Odinson as a child?"

Loki stiffened and averted his eyes. "I'd rather not get into that subject right now."

Darcy caught on to the slight change again in the mood and decided to keep things light. Eventually they'll get to the deep stuff but not now. It was too early for it.

"Okay. Change of topic entirely. What do you do for a living?" Loki fought to keep a straight face.

"Didn't we cover this?" He asked. He didn't want to keep building upon the lie that he had told her earlier. He knew that he would have to tell her eventually but he decided that he would rather have her in love with him first, that way he would know that she was in it for him, and not his status or title.

"Yeah but you never explained it to me." Darcy smiled and she egged him on.

"Uhhh, I always wanted to work in business and my whole family came from a long line of business." The lie rolled awkwardly off his tongue. How is it easier to lie to businessmen than to her?

It's not a lie. Your family is in business. So you're not being completely dishonest.

He had to change the subject once more. If he kept rolling like this, by the end of the date he would have told Darcy about a life of a different man.

"What made you become a waitress?" Well Loki congratulations on sounded rude. He mentally cursed. He didn't mean for it to come out that way and he hoped she didn't take offense.

Darcy sat back and thought for a moment, not feeling hurt at all. But before she could come up with the most complicated answer like what he was doing to her when she asked a question, she blurted out the first things that came to her mind, forgetting that she had no filter.

"Well I was going to college for political science because no one really does that anymore you know? And plus I really like politics. I'll never be a politician though. Hell no those guys are corrupted. But it's good to know political science because I can totally outwit people and get the upper hand in certain situations. I know that sounds weird and shitty too but when I was younger only my words was my weapons against others. I was never a good fighter even though I have a short temper. I could kick ass though, but rarely. I thought it would be a easy major too, and it was. So after I graduated I didn't get many job offers and plus I had student loans. So I applied to jobs. Alot. Plus my friend Jane who I interned for once had a friend named Selvig, who is so nice by the way, working on sciencey stuff with her and said that if I could wait a little while I could work in a office space as Jane's assistant. I was totally in. Jane was awesome And I was already so use to working with her. But she was in New Mexico with Selvig for a while working on a project so I had to find work somewhere else. I had bills and stuff to pay you know? So I was going through a total rough patch when I met Frankie after I was mugged in the street at night. He took me to his diner and told me about how living here in New York was ruff. Then we became friends and boom. I started working for him. A waitress."

By the time Darcy had finished her rant, she was out of breath. Her chest moved hard, trying to suck as much air into her body as it can. Loki had a blank expression. Darcy thought that he didn't understand what she said since she talked a mile a minute, but after a few seconds understanding settled on his features and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Well you certainly are honest." He said.

"Okay. Your turn. Do you have any friends? Or are you the strong, loner type?"

"I have one good friend named Tony. But sometimes he's very annoying so I like to call him my nuisance. I'm not that social. I don't trust easily. I never had many friends. Everyone chose to hang out with my brother instead of me. So I can say I'm a loner. But I have found sanctuary in my time alone with my thoughts."

Loki looked at Darcy, hoping that she understood that he was not a social flower. That he rather stay in solitude.

"So you don't trust anyone? Why do you trust me?"

Loki swallowed and looked down at his hands. "Darcy. Growing up I was bullied so much by my brother's friends. I was an outcast in my family. In my own life. I didn't trust anyone. No one liked me. They only tolerated me for my parents and brother's sake. So I lived life in my own metal box. I made one friend but I still keep him at arms length. Then you came. At first I didn't have any reason to think about trust with you because you were just a woman I bumped into at night when I was in a rush. I didn't think I would see you again. We're in New York City. Such a big place. But when I bumped into you again at the Diner, I was shocked. You returned my ring. Anyone would have kept it and sold it but you didn't. Instead you wore it intimately and returned it to me even when I didn't know you had it. That gained my trust. Because you were honest. No hidden agendas. That's why I feel the way I feel about you. You're not only beautiful, but you have a pure heart. Something I haven't came in contact with in a very long time."

Darcy sat there misty eyed at Loki's sudden speech. "Wow."

Loki gazed into her eyes. "Do you trust me?"

Darcy looked at her hands and bit her lower lip. "I haven't had a good past either. Family sucked. I don't even do good with guys. They always seem to hurt me when I open up to them. But you seem so different. So unique. So I have grown quickly to trust you Loki. I want you to know that you can always count on me. I will be here for you. Always."

Their food came and they ate in comfortable silence They both pondered what they had just expressed. Darcy had so many questions for him, some quite inappropriate but none the less she would ask. She was about to open her mouth to ask another question when a ringing sounded very loudly. Loki took out his phone and looked at the screen. It was Natasha. He didn't want to be interrupted. For once he was alone with Darcy without any distractions and they were breaking ground. He pressed ignore and then placed his phone on vibrate. He glanced at Darcy who had an eyebrow raised and was chewing a bite of her food. He threw a inquisitive look at her.

"Business call?" she asked.

Loki raised his eyebrows in surprise. "How did you know?"

Darcy wiped her mouth and placed the napkin on the table. "You get this annoyed expression on your face Mr. Frowny" She teased.

Again Loki felt a vibration in his pocket which he ignored. It continued three more times before it finally stopped. He glanced at the clock necklace Darcy wore and smiled. He reached over and took Darcy's hands in his. "I have a gift for you."

Darcy frowned. "I don't like gifts."

Loki smiled even wider. "Doesn't matter."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a white, long box with a black bow and placed it in front of Darcy. She looked at the box with a slight hesitation before opening it and gasping. Inside was a short black chain that looked like a vine. Little accents on the chain appeared to be leaves that wound itself around the length of the chain. But that wasn't what made her gasp. In the middle of the chain was a large emerald gem that was dark, with slight swirls in the center. It was cut to look like a jagged green crystal shard. The vine chain wrapped around it in a spiral as though it was tied around the gem instead of attached. It was breath taking. She couldn't even form words to it beauty. Loki smiled at the awestruck expression in her face and triumph swelled his heart.

Last night after his realization of his feelings for Darcy, Loki had called a jewelers house. The man was a friend of his family and had woken up at Loki's call and agreed to make the necklace Loki had requested. Even though Loki had to talk the man into getting it done over night for the lunch date and paid the man three times as much as usual, the look on Darcy's face was worth it. He had picked it up on the way to Darcy's home.

"I can't accept this Loki." Darcy finally whispered, the awe expression still on her face. Loki shook his head and stood up. Stepping behind her chair he moved her curls from her neck and unclasped her clock necklace she was currently wearing and placed in on the table.

"Darcy, I want you to wear this as a remembrance of me. I feel deeply for you. This necklace is just a visual for my feelings towards you."

He lifted the necklace out the box and carefully attached it around her neck. It fit snug. It was a few inches away from looking like a choker, but Loki knew it fit her well. Darcy didn't move or barely breathed as she felt his cool fingers dance gently around her neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Loki then walked around her chair and leaned down until his face was inches away from hers. His eyes bore deep into hers. Searching her soul.

"Please wear this Darcy. It's a symbol for me. To remind everyone you are mine. Would you accept this?" He looked into her eyes with love and devotion. Darcy saw the pleading in his eyes and it slowly tore through her heart. She tilted her face up and crushed her lips against his. The slight tingle from their lips meeting sent a chill through her body. Loki leaned in, claiming her mouth as his own. Finally he felt as though he had a victory.

Someone cleared their throat causing Loki and Darcy to part quickly. Darcy blushed deeply as she remembered that they were in a public cafe and they were not being too modest. Loki stood up stiffly and looked at the person who had interrupted them, an aggravated expression crawling on his face. Darcy turned to look as well and saw one of the most attractive woman she had ever seen.

The woman was about Darcy's height, maybe a few inches taller. She had an hourglass figure with bright red hair. The stern look on her face gave off dangerous vibes. The tight dark clothing made the woman even more attractive and dangerous looking. The dark wash jeans and tight red shirt was concealed under a dark denim jacket. Darcy also noticed that the woman had a gun harness strapped to her leg. Darcy sat straight up at the sight and placed her hands in her pocket, looking for her taser. She wasn't going tase this woman, but the way the woman stood, it gave Darcy the feeling that the woman was lethal and Darcy had to feel safe. She cursed as she remembered that she left her taser home. Darcy also realized that Loki seemed to know the woman. He looked at her with an annoyed expression as he leaned on one foot.

"Agent Romanoff. What may I pay the pleasure?"

The woman pressed her lips together and crossed her arms.

"I've been calling you." She said. Her voice was gruff and menacing and yet seductive. I wish I could talk like that.

Darcy frowned. A woman was calling him? Especial one armed and extremely attractive? What the hell.

Loki gestured towards Darcy. "I'm on a date with my Lady and chose not to be interrupted."

Agent Romanoff turned her head towards Darcy and upraised her. She looked a little curious at the girl. It seemed as though she was quite shocked that Loki had a girl in the first place. This sent red flags to Darcy's brain. Well he did say he stayed to himself. So of course this chick would be shocked that Loki had a girlfriend. I still feel uncomfortable though. How can you look that hot in a jean jacket?

"Hey." She said. The agent smiled slightly and nodded to Darcy. "Hello."

There was an awkward silence before Loki cleared his throat.

"What do you want?" Loki asked. Standing straight, towering over Romanoff and slightly blocking off Darcy's view. He shifted and managed to look menacing. The agent ignored his movements and stood her ground as though she was use to this behavior from him. Darcy strained her ears so that she could hear what the agent was going to say.

"Loki. We have a problem."

Probably the longest freaking chapter i have ever wrote. But I owed it to you guys after the long hiatus of my previous chapters. I also want to thank my reviewers for reviewing. I LOVE YOU GUYS. I SWEAR. Please continue and show your support! I'm also accepting name suggestions right now. I need them for the future chapters so suggest a name (either boy or girl) and maybe you'll see it in a chapter!

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-Midnight