Author's Notes: And poor Loki is confused! Janna...come on. He really is feeling something. Forget about Doom...Even if he is the pretty Julian McMahon. XD


Janna walked down the hallways and dragged her hand along the walls. She wandered around for a while until her legs began to tell her they had had enough. They hadn't had enough rest. Janna found herself a spare bedroom and walked inside.

It was amazing, pure luxury. She didn't bother to close the door. She wandered over to the bed and climbed on top of the sheets. She laid down and grabbed a spare pillow. She hugged it as she lay there with her back facing the door.

She didn't know what she was thinking or feeling. She tried to understand as she lay there watching the wall.

Janna's feelings for Loki had changed.

She had always liked him. She wanted to help him realize that he still cared for Thor and Odin, help him realize that what he was doing was wrong. And at the same time, she enjoyed messing with him and seeing the conflict between the villains and the heroes.

But now those feelings had changed. She was falling for him completely. His actions towards her only spurred those feelings on. She had never expected such responses from him.

She gripped the pillow tighter. Janna couldn't fall in love with him. He was still a villain. Her attraction to Victor Von Doom was purely physical, and she could handle that. But there was more than that with Loki, even though he was insane; maybe because he was insane.

Suddenly another thought made its way to the surface of her mind. Loki was known as the God of Lies and Mischief. This could all be a sick game to him, something to amuse him for the time being.

How could he like her if he can't even admit his feelings for his own family?

Janna took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She shoved her face into the pillow she was holding. It smelled nice. The maids must have been keeping up with the place while Doom was in prison...

Janna didn't want to fall for Loki until she was sure, but in the back of her mind she knew she couldn't really help her feelings. She didn't want her heart broken.

That would be worse than her already on the most wanted list.


Loki walked through the hallways, opening every door to see empty rooms.

He felt odd and wasn't sure what was causing him to be so brash.

Listening to Doom made him sting a bit with jealousy, but the reason he was looking for Janna wasn't because of Victor.

He wanted to know what she was doing to him; why his walls were easier to break when she was near him. Janna was a Midgardian mortal, and he was a god, but he was being affected by her, and he wanted answers.

Doom, however, thought things were getting very interesting.

He didn't consider Janna something to be used, but he wanted her, and Victor von Doom always got what he wanted.

Plus Loki, the god of Lies and Mischief, wanted her as well, which would make things even sweeter when Doom took her from him.

Janna heard footsteps going down the hallway. Her first thought was a maid or butler, but the steps were too heavy and fast. It must be Doom or Loki, but she wanted to be alone for the moment.

However secretly, a secret even to herself, she wished Loki would come looking for her.

Loki opened the door to the room and saw Janna lying on the bed.

He moved inside and shut the door quietly behind him.

He had formulated a plan inside his head as he had made his way here, but seeing Janna made the plan dissipate.

Loki felt like a child again, and that made him angry, but he also wanted to touch her.

Doom slowly followed the sound of the god's footsteps so he could find Janna's room.

He heard the door shut, and waited.

Janna sensed and slightly heard the door open and close. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know who it was. She didn't move.

She wanted to yell at whoever it was to go away, instead she just said, "What?"

"Are you feeling slighted?" Loki didn't like Janna's tone, but he was dealing with it.

"No." Janna recognized the amazing voice as Loki's. "Besides...I thought that was your thing."

She pouted as she faced the wall and readjusted her hold on the pillow.

Loki hummed in thought and smiled. "I suppose."

He moved to lean his scepter against a chair, and then moved to sit on the bed.

"But it seems I've changed a bit...both of us." He thought about Janna's strange behavior at Osborn's manor.

Doom waited outside and waited to hear something; screaming, crying, the noises of passion, or something akin to it.

He was hoping more for the first sorts of sounds.

Janna fidgeted in her spot when Loki sat on the bed. His words were not exactly helping her believe he wasn't just playing some sick game. She didn't believe he could say something like that.

Loki hated how weak and strange his words sounded, but he hadn't known tenderness in a long time. He gripped the bed sheets in his hand and ground his teeth together in frustration.

The god noticed her uneasiness at his closeness, and thought of something to say that would dissolve her wary.

Janna sighed and turned her head slightly to look at Loki.

"Well you must have had some reason to come look for me. Other than talk about how we've 'changed'. What is it?"

Loki was not good at being calm or nice anymore. "I came to know why you stormed out earlier."

Loki grabbed her shoulder and turned her to face him. Janna's visibility rippled when he touched her. She didn't exactly like how her powers would sometimes give away her emotions so visibly, or not so visibly...

She looked up at Loki with hurt in her eyes.

"I...I don't know." She said with uncertainty. In fact she had figured out why, but she didn't know how to say it.

Loki saw the hurt reflected in her eyes and tried not to react to it, but he could feel uncertainty swirl around her.

"Did I...offend you?"

Janna couldn't help herself. She moved her hand to cover his.

Had he offended her and was that what made her start thinking and leave? When he grabbed her hand?

"Maybe. But that wasn't it." She began to avoid his eyes.

Loki finally reached out and made a move to grab Janna's chin to make her look at him.

He didn't know how to deal with mortals, and the feelings coming from Janna were mixed and strong.

His touch made Janna turn invisible again. This time she didn't just flicker, she remained invisible until she was finished with her sentence.

"Why is it you are so interested in what I'm thinking and feeling all of a sudden?"

Loki didn't seem surprised by the question, but did seem surprised by the way she asked it; like she was afraid of his answer.

The Janna he remembered didn't care what Loki thought; she did whatever she wanted no matter what others thought.

"What is the source of your sudden change in demeanor?"

Loki countered.

He didn't want to admit that he was starting to feel some attraction to her, and that he really had no experience at all in that area.

Janna finally sat up. She sat on her knees with her legs beneath her. That answer wasn't enough, because well, it wasn't even an answer.

It caused her to worry more. She remembered the last time Loki asked so many questions and asked someone their story. It was with Natasha when he used it against her. Janna had loved his speech and how insane it was...but she couldn't handle anything like it being used on her when she felt the way she did about him.

She tried to hide her fears by glaring at him.

She asked the question she really wanted to know the answer to, but didn't know whether he would even know what she was talking about and if he would even answer it truthfully, or at all. He kept coming back at her with other questions.

"Is this just some game to you?"

"A game?" Loki wondered if Janna meant the plans to undermine Thor or the strange feelings.

"Is that it? Are you just looking for some sick thrill?"

She didn't mean to, but her voice slowly began to rise in fear and anger. Loki said he had wanted to know what she was feeling, what was wrong, and now he was going to find out.

"Are you just planning to toy with me? And once you've had your fun are you just going to break me and watch me fall? Is that what this is? How...how can you like me if you can't even admit your feelings for your own family?"

Her eyes started to become wet and she blinked to keep tears away. Loki enjoyed breaking Natasha, or thinking he broke her. Janna was terrified he was planning to do the same to her. Just for some 'fun'.

Loki's eyes filled with confusion; he didn't expect Janna to rant at him.

He listened calmly until he heard her mention his 'family'; that pissed him off more than a little.

"My feelings for my family? The family that used me for a bargaining chip and kept me prisoner or the family that abandoned their bastard child? Please, inform me which family I should love."

Loki could hear his own voice rise and fill with venom.

He stood abruptly and moved for the door.

"Thor loved you. And he still does! What's it matter what Odin originally took you in for? You would have died, and he came to love you too anyway."

Janna fell back down into her pillow.

"It figures someone like you can't admit feelings for anyone!"

"He came to love me? Oh I'm sure."

Loki chuckled and stopped walking.

There was something about Janna that made him want to stay in that room, even though he should have left by now.

Janna had turned away from Loki and was clutching her pillow again. She had been fighting tears, but they finally fell; her anger left her and she began to calm down somewhat.

"I get it. It hurts. To admit you had feelings for them makes the pain of them hiding something so huge almost kill you inside. Then to admit they had feelings for you makes even your betraying them hurt."

Janna's voice had lost all strength and now became almost pleading.

"The pain is still there, just hiding. The only thing denying those feelings will do is force you to be forever alone. You don't have to be alone. The pain won't hurt so badly if you have someone."

Janna couldn't help it; she was in love with Loki. Even after her rant at him and his responses to her. She wanted to help him, but she was losing hope.

Loki watched Janna and listened to her words as he tried to calm himself down.

He thought of the moment Odin finally admitted the truth to him, and of the sorrow he felt of really not being wanted, or at least what he considered not wanted.

"Someone..."

He looked over at Janna and raked his eyes along her body.

Thoughts popped into his head; thoughts he hadn't had in a long time.

Loki moved his eyes from her form and tried to stifle the urges that almost overcame him. Loki turned from Janna and left her room; he was confused and needed time to sort himself out.

Doom watched Loki walked down the hallway until he turned and was gone.

Victor moved quietly to the door.

Janna heard Loki leave and the door close behind him. It made it that much harder for her to stop crying. He left.

She didn't understand that he might actually have feelings for her.

Victor knocked on the door and cracked it slightly. "May I come in?"

"No." Janna didn't sound as though she meant it.

Doom ignored her answer and walked in anyway.

He sat on the edge of the bed, not wanting to spook or anger her any more than she was.

"Give him time." He wasn't sure why he started out with that, but it could have been worse.

Janna was a little surprised to hear Doom say that. She pretended to ignore him and pressed her face into the pillow to hide.

Doom wasn't sure what was making her cry, but Janna was obviously against talking about it.

"Crying doesn't become you." Victor moved closer.

"Shut up."

Janna felt Doom moving closer to her and she tried to create a force field to keep him from moving too close. However it was a weak barrier and a fly could break it.

Doom flicked the barrier and watched it shatter.

He moved his hand to touch Janna's shoulder. "I don't think you want me to."

Janna slightly moved away from Victor's touch, but it comforted her; even if she didn't want it to.

She wiped her tears away, watching the wall, and laid her hand back down on her pillow.

Victor wasn't sure what to expect, and was happy that Janna didn't ask him to leave at least.

He began to move his hand on her shoulder in slow circles; a comforting gesture.

"He doesn't understand love. But I don't see why you're wasting your time with him; you're clearly too good for him."

Doom moved more of his body onto the bed without removing his hand from Janna's shoulder.

"Why want someone who couldn't appreciate you like I could?"

Her voice almost turned into a snarl. "I said shut up."

That pissed Janna off more than a little, but his touch still comforted her. She needed someone. And at the moment, she loved this closeness between her and Victor.

'Too soon?'' he thought.

Victor smiled but made no move to remove himself from his spot; as well he kept his hand on her shoulder. Victor didn't exactly plan for it to work this way, but whatever gained Janna's trust. He smiled and moved to lie beside her.

Janna pulled Victor's hand on her shoulder around her and fell asleep. Watching her, Victor pulled her closer and eventually closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep as well.


Janna awoke to the sound of her stomach growling. She blinked awake and saw Doom holding her. Then she felt her stomach again, and wished he wasn't so she could get up and find herself some food...

Doom heard the growling and pulled Janna flush against him. He was still asleep and didn't want to let go.

She smiled slightly amused, then frowned and pounded his chest to make him release her. She didn't hit him hard though. Her hits were actually rather light.

Doom's eye shot open wide and he let go of Janna. "Hm?"

Janna noticed that Doom actually woke up. She hadn't really wanted to wake him...but since he was up.

"I want pancakes. And raspberries. I like raspberries."

Doom sat up and nodded.

"I'll...get some for you."

He stood from the bed and turned to look at her.

"I'll return in a moment."

"Great." Janna smiled and made herself comfortable.

She was perfectly capable of doing things herself, but if she knew someone else would do it for her... Well then she certainly wasn't going to do it.