AN:Hi again, thanks for reading this far and I sincerely hope you have enjoyed it this far. The thing about this chapter is that it jumps around viewpoints a bit so if you get confused don't worry about it. Anyway the norm, I don't own anything apart from my OC, though I really wish I did and this chap is mostly dialogue again, sorry. Also, if it's from Loki's or Megan's point of view I will call my OC Megan, from anyone else's view point she is Petrelli, Just thought I would let you know. All mistakes are my own and Loki will probably be OOC at times.

Warnings: A few swear words, but not many

Chapter 4

The Avengers had all drifted off once the pleasantries where over and done with, leaving Megan alone in the overly large living room. They had been...different from what she was expecting, then again, she didn't have a clue what she was expecting anyway, Huge men with glowing eyes? She snorted at her own train of thought. With a noisy exhale of breath she stood and walked over to the window, staring out at New York's skyline, to think that she was now trusted to supervise the group that had saved the place she had grown up in, and the man, or was he a God?, that nearly destroyed it. She didn't hate him like most of the Avengers did, how could she? She wasn't one to judge a person because of their actions, nor was she one to just go with whatever others said, she got to know people for who they were in their heart. The fact that he was attractive also helped sway her to not judge him

"Whoa, Petrelli where did that come from?"

She muttered to herself

"Where did what come from?"

She nearly jumped out of her skin as she spun around to face the man she had just thought about, who she hadn't even heard approaching

"Jesus fucking Christ, where the hell did you come from?"

"Asguard?"

Loki gave a small smile, and Megan fake laughed

"Funny, but what I meant was that how did you get in the room without me noticing?"

Loki narrowed his eyes

"I never left the room."

Megan closed her eyes and blushed slightly, embarrassed

"Sorry, never even noticed you were here."

"You seemed to be in deep thought."

"I was."

They stood in an awkward silence for a moment before Loki spoke

"I know you don't trust me, and you have every right not to..."

"I never said that I didn't."

"Why would you? I nearly destroyed the city and killed many people in my attempt."

"I tend not to judge someone by what they've tone in the past, cause in the end that's all it is, the past and I can tell just by looking at your face that there's more to it than everyone else lets on."

"I just wanted to prove myself to my..." he winced slightly before continuing "Father."

She looked at him sympathetically

"Wasn't there other ways to achieve that, than trying to destroy a world and killing innocent people?"

Loki looked down, shame clouding his grey-blue eyes

"At the time, no, but Thor has made me realise what I had done."

"Then don't beat yourself up about it too badly, everyone makes mistakes."

Loki looked at her as if she were crazy, and she smiled softly at him

"You mortals never cease to surprise me."

"Yeah well, got to keep you hero and God types guessing, haven't we?"

He smiled, the first one she had seen to reach his eyes

"I suppose."

She glanced around the room, before actually looking at Loki. Sure she had known he was good looking but up close, he was even better. His hair was jet black and nearly reached his shoulders, but was slicked back so that it didn't go into his face. His eyes were a pretty blue-grey colour, and his skin was pale, much like her own but with less scars and burns. He was taller than her, but only marginally and was of a healthy weight so his black dress shirt and black trousers didn't hang off him, but rather hugged his lean figure perfectly. To say she thought he was handsome was an understatement. She realised that she was staring and quickly averted her eyes

"Do you think we should find the others?"

She asked him, voice quiet and he nodded his head

"You should, I'm better off staying here."

She raised her eyebrow at him

"Shying away from people just because they hate you isn't wise," she looked thoughtful "I thought you had more confidence than that. Just last year you were proclaiming yourself King!"

"Again, I have learned from my mistakes."

"Yeah, I know, but you're coming with me anyway. You're going to be helping these people so you need to find some sort of common ground with them. Just think of them as an unofficial family."

She started walking to the elevator. Loki hesitated for a moment, thinking over her words, before following her; they fell into step beside each other with ease, before they stopped and waited for the elevator. Loki couldn't help but admire Megan, everything about her was beautiful. She had long, dark brown, braided hair, that fell to just above her hips, the hair framed her fragile looking face that held beautiful, brown eyes. She was thin, a little too thin but at the same time she was lightly muscled, so it made up for her lack of weight. He wasn't as beautiful as most Asguardian women were, actually, a lot of women on Midguard weren't pretty to him, they were just part of a sea of faces that wouldn't amount to much or be remembered at all. He inwardly grunted, and shook his head, he wasn't here to dwell on such trivial matters, he was here to redeem himself, or at the very least try to. The lift doors opened and the pair stepped inside

"JARVIS?"

Megan called

"Yes Ma'am?"

She let out a small incredulous laugh at the English voiced computer. Loki couldn't help but smile at it

"Em, which floor is Thor on?"

"He is on floor 65 Ma'am. I do believe he is in the training room with Captain Rodgers, Agent Barton and Agent Romanoff."

She pressed the 65 floor button

"Thank you JARVIS."

"I am glad I could be of service."

"Oh and JARVIS, don't call me Ma'am, it makes me sound about 80, not 30."

"Alright Agent Petrelli."

Megan rolled her eyes at the formality, before she caught Loki watching her

"What?"

"Should I call you Agent Petrelli as well?"

She started to nod but abruptly stopped, then started shaking it instead

"Call me Megan, no need to be formal. We're unofficial family now so first names are fine."

He nodded as the lift started slowly moving

"Alright, Megan."

AN: That's it for this chapter, sorry again that it's mostly dialogue but just bare with me, there will be some action in the next few chapters. Please Read and Review, Pretty Please? Thanks for reading. Shadow-walker135