Well, this is the second half and again I would like to thank my amazing friend Kit for making my story even better :D Enjoy! x x

Disclaimer: I own nothing (Shame!) Some of the dialogue belongs to The Avengers movie and Marvel...etc :D

"Well... at least we got something," Fury sighed, walking away from the control deck.

"Unfortunately if we expect to get anymore then it seems it'll be in a more scarring manner," Romanoff interjected, as she and the others began to go about their own business.

She descended the steps from the deck and sat down at a computer, turning her back on the others.

"What do you think he means by an 'army', Fury?" Stark asked, leaning against the railings.

"I have no idea... but I'm sure we'll find out in the not too distant future," Fury sighed, sitting back down at the table across from the deck.

The others joined him and they quickly began to discuss what they should do with their new information.

Now that's a hello I could get used to... Loki thought to himself, smirking as he looked down at his wife, who had her head resting in the hollow between his neck and shoulder.

"It feels like you're not telling me everything, darling," Sigyn said to her husband, as they lay down on the bench. She traced light patterns across his collarbone, smiling as his eyes closed and a contented smile appeared on his lips.

"And what makes you say that?" he asked her, kissing the top of her head.

He had missed her so much, yet this wasn't exactly the way he wanted them to be reunited. Well, it wasn't all bad, he thought smugly.

"I just know you, and your little plan just isn't... what's the word...? Extravagant enough for you." she answered him, turning over to look up at him.

"Damn," he laughed. "You can see right through me, can't you?"

She slipped her hand into the collar of his coat and smiled up at him.

"Indeed I can; you've never been able to lie to me," she replied, pulling the coat away from his shoulders.

She lightly traced patterns across his neck before throwing his coat to the floor.

"Now will you tell me, or am I going to have to persuade you?" Sigyn whispered, her lips brushing his ear.

Loki shivered and raised an eyebrow at her, "I think you know the answer to that already, love. But if you want, we could make these humans feel extremely uncomfortable?"

Sigyn pressed delicate kisses across his jaw and towards his lips, giggling softly as she went.

"I like that idea, very much," she whispered, kissing him again.

"So, what else have you got planned?"

"I'm assuming you've met the... doctor?" Loki asked her, pulling her on top of him, so she was lying flat across his body.

"Banner? Yes, I've spoken to him. He's the only one who showed me an ounce of kindness on this ship," she answered, sitting up and moving down so she was no longer sat on his stomach, hearing him groan as she shifted.

She giggled and leant down, whispering softly, "Someone's missed me..."

Loki grinned and sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist. She pushed herself closer to him, and smirked as she saw his eyes roll to the back of his head.

That's a yes then, she thought as he nibbled her shoulder.

"So you don't know what he is?" Loki muttered into her neck, as his fingers trailed up and down her back.

"What are you talking about? He's just a scientist, nothing special, right?" she asked him, tugging at his tunic.

He raised his arms and allowed her to pull it over his head. She glanced down at his body. Loki watched as her fingers traced the shape of his chest and stomach, his breath catching as they trailed closer to the waistband of his trousers.

As magnificent as ever, Sigyn thought to herself.

"Oh, my little Sigyn, you have no idea," he said softly, as he untied the laces on the back of her corset and threw it on to the floor. "They thought that I was the monster on this ship... but they are the ones who brought the monster."

"Banner... a monster? You're making no sense..." she trailed off, as her touch became softer.

Loki paused, and instead of answering her, he lowered her back down on to the bench and leaned over her. Sigyn stroked his arms, her nails tracing the contours of them. She reached up and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders to pull him closer.

Loki pulled away and laughed darkly, "Yes, a monster."

He glanced over at the camera again, smiling as he thought of Banner's reaction to his comments. He pressed his body against hers, relishing the touch of her soft skin against his.

"How well do you know him, love?" he asked her.

"We're not best friends or anything, but he seems to trust me- somewhat. Did you know what he was when you arrived...?" she trailed off as he pulled her lips back to his.

"He trusts you? Well, that will make everything so much easier. And yes, I did." Loki muttered, a wry smile forming across his face.

"You're not making any sense!" Sigyn whined, tangling her hands back into his hair.

"His... problem will be useful to me... to us," he explained, his eyes closing as she stroked the nape of his neck. "I want to use him."

"Use him for what?" she asked, pulling him closer to her, giggling as he slid his hands under her shirt, pushing it further up.

"You'll see, my love," he said softly, as he pulled her shirt over her head, smirking down at her. "Soon you'll see."

Fury rushed back over to the deck as one of his agents, a man by the name of Coulson, called him over.

"Are you sure you heard right?" Fury asked him, averting his gaze from the screen and quickly turning down the volume. "He definitely mentioned Banner?"

At the sound of his name, Banner glanced up from the table, a worried expression crossing his face.

"That is definitely what I heard, sir," Coulson answered, looking directly at Fury, "He said he wanted to use Dr Banner."

Banner rose from the table and walked over to join them.

"Can you please turn it off?" Stark shouted, gesturing at the screen, "I doubt that anyone wants to hear that!"

When the volume was turned off, everyone sighed in unison. When he reached the deck, Banner looked from Coulson to Fury, frowning.

"Well, we all know he doesn't mean human me, don't we?" he said, shoving his hands in his pockets and leaning against the railings.

"But you have the other guy under control, right?" Fury asked him, worry breaking through his usually calm demeanour.

"Well, yeah, bu-" Banner began, looking down at the floor.

"But what?" Stark interjected, turning his chair so he could face them, "You haven't had any problems in years."

Banner started to speak, but was interrupted by Thor.

"Loki is very good at getting exactly what he wants... and I have faith in you, Banner," he explained. "We all do. But I know Loki... and when he wants something, he tends to get it."

"Way to cheer him up, Thor!" Stark called out, attempting – and failing – to lighten the mood.

Banner sighed and made his way towards his lab.

"If anyone needs me, I'll be in my lab. Alone. Hopefully still me," he said, not turning back as he left them.

Romanoff followed Banner to his lab, hoping to at least make him feel a little better about what Loki had said. When she arrived, she found him sat in front of one of his computers, his eyes blank.

"Are you okay?" she asked him, sitting down next to him.

He shook his head.

"Of course I'm not okay!" he shouted, startling her. "I knew it was a stupid idea to agree to come on this mission... You people don't understand. I'm meant to stay away from stress, not walk head on into it!"

Romanoff rested a hand on his shoulder, but Banner shook her away.

"If you get yourself worked up, he'll get exactly what he wants. Do you want that to happen?" she asked him, trying to keep her voice calm, but she couldn't help but worry that he may actually crack.

Banner rolled his eyes and walked away from her, leaning against the desk on which Loki's sceptre lay. He had been using the sceptre to help S.H.I.E.L.D find the Tesseract, yet now he was suddenly drawn towards it and he didn't know why.

"Of course I don't. When the other guy is here, I can't think straight. I don't know who is my friend and who is my enemy," he looked her straight in the eye. "I'm not me."

"And is what Sigyn said true?" Romanoff asked, "About you trusting her?"

Banner paused. He knew they weren't friends, not anything close to that, but she had just seemed different to anyone else on the ship.

"Well, she was right about us not being friends, but she seemed okay..."

He was interrupted when the others walked in.

"Is everything okay?" Fury asked, "We heard shouting and we-"

"You came to check that I hadn't turned into a giant beast and killed Natasha is that it? So much for having faith in me..." Banner muttered, glaring at them.

Romanoff walked over to him and placed her hand over his, "Of course that's not what he meant. You know we trust you, but Loki has ways of getting into your head... Under your skin. He did it to me when I went to speak to him." she said, trying to keep him calm.

"But you're not the one who turns into a giant green rage mons-" Stark interrupted, but stopped when they heard shouts coming from the bridge.

"Oh! What the hell is going on now?" Fury shouted as he charged back towards the bridge.

"What was that?" Sigyn asked, sitting straight up and reaching for her clothes.

Loki simply smiled at her and proceeded to dress himself.

"This has something to do with you doesn't it?" she asked, arching her eyebrow.

Loki nodded as he pulled his tunic back on and put on his coat. He strode towards the entrance to his cell, before realising his only means of getting out was on the outside of his cell. He pounded his fist against the wall in frustration. He would have to wait, and he didn't have the patience right then.

"I can get you out of here," Sigyn stated, as she finished pulling on her boots.

"What? How?" Loki asked her, confused.

He clearly doesn't know about my little power, does he? She thought as she wandered over to him, smirking. I need to remember to thank Laufey for his little gift.

"Just take my hand and I'll show you," she said simply, holding out her hand to him.

He looked at her, his forehead furrowed, but took her hand anyway. She walked backwards towards the wall, smirking as she watched him become slowly more confused.

"Do you trust me?" she asked him, her back pressed against the wall.

"Yes, of course, but I don't understand..." he began but stopped as he watched his wife melt the glass behind her as though it was a block of ice under the sun. Within seconds, it was his turn.

"Come on, it won't hurt," she said, tugging on his arm.

He walked slowly forwards, closing his eyes as he passed through the wall of glass.

"What... what did you do?" he asked her, lacing his fingers between hers.

"Later," she replied, winking at him.

"It's Banner!" Romanoff shouted into her earpiece, hoping that someone would hear her.

"He's...he's changing..."

After the explosion, she and Banner had become trapped underneath the lab, in some sort of basement work area.

"Banner... Look at me!" she shouted, but he didn't respond.

Romanoff continued to try and twist her leg free of the pipe that had fallen on her, but to no avail.

"Bruce... Please, just stay calm; everything's going to be fine..."

She watched as his eyes darted back and forth. She stared at him, trying to get him to answer her.

"We're going to be okay, right?" she asked him, her voice cracking.

But it was too late. She twisted her body one last time, and her leg slipped from under the pipe. She backed away from Banner, as his body convulsed and he skin colour began changing. She was almost at the stairs when he sprung from the ground and turned towards her. This cannot be happening, she thought, darting up the steps, away from the animalistic roar that echoed through the room.

"Romanoff...? Natasha...? Can you hear me?" Fury shouted, but she didn't reply.

Thor and the others had all been separated after the explosion, and he wasn't about to let any one of them go. There's enough blood on my hands as it is. He turned around and called down to the agents below him.

"We need to distract Banner so we can get her out of their...alive," he shouted, to anyone who could hear him.

One of the female agents replied, a woman called Maria Hill.

"I could send one of the birds down there to distract him?" she suggested, walking up the stairs to stand by him.

"Yes... Anything to stop him doing somethi-" he was cut off as an arrow flew past his head, skimming his cheek.

Hawkeye... he thought, as he reached for the gun on his belt.

"Barton!" he called; keeping his gun against his leg. "You don't have to do this you know..."

He was cut off again, but this time by Maria.

"Grenade!" she shouted, as she dived back towards Fury.

"Where do you think you're going?" Coulson called, stepping down the walkway towards Loki and Sigyn.

"Coulson, right?" Sigyn asked him, walking in front of Loki and towards Coulson, completely ignoring the large gun he had pointed at them.

"Yes," he shook his head, remembering why he was in the room in the first place. "But that's not the point; do you think you can just walk out of here?"

Sigyn laughed at him and the look of surprise on her husband's face. Was I really that timid when we were back on Asgard? Do people just assume I'll hide behind my husband? She wondered to herself, flicking her hair over her shoulder.

"Yes, actually. Are you here to stop us?"

It was Loki who spoke this time, stepping forward to stand next to Sigyn. Before Coulson could answer, Thor charged into the room and pushed Loki against the wall of the cell, his hands around his throat.

"Are you going to kill me, brother?" Loki asked him, still sounding smug even though he was being strangled.

"Don't tempt me..." Thor snarled, tightening his grip on his brother.

"Thor! Let him go!" Sigyn yelled; running back towards them.

She grabbed his arm and he tried to shake her away, but her grip held true.

"I said... let him go.." she snarled.

Thor winced as he felt the bones of his wrist break. He cursed and let Loki fall from the wall.

"I told them not to trust you! They just wouldn't listen!" Thor shouted, turning towards Sigyn with Mjolnir raised, "I'm glad I told Father to get rid of you... You're just as deranged as your husband!"

"That's it!" Loki roared, pushing Sigyn out of the way.

"Ever the protective husband, I see," Thor replied, laughing at how easily riled Loki was when it came to Sigyn.

Loki glanced at Sigyn, and then moved his gaze to the control took her only seconds to work out what his plan was. She ran to the deck and waited.

Thor opened his mouth to speak, but he was cut off as his brother charged towards him.

"Door, Sigyn!" Loki shouted, as they reached the cell.

Sigyn flicked the switch below the largest red button, and the door of the cell slid open.

Lucky guess she thought.

Thor and Loki crashed to floor, and within seconds Loki was off his brother and backing towards the exit. As soon as he was clear, Sigyn flicked the switch back down, shutting the door in Thor's face.

With his undamaged hand, Thor pounded Mjolnir against the wall of the cell, causing it to crack.

"Bad move, brother," Loki laughed, moving towards the control deck.

He wrapped his arm around Sigyn, pulling her close to him. He took her hand in his, and held them both above the red button in the centre of the control deck.

Coulson seemed to regain his senses as he shouted, "I wouldn't do that if I were you..."

He pointed his gun but the couple simply laughed at his threat, and Loki pushed their hands against the button. The metal floor next to the cell opened, and Thor was sent hurtling towards the ground below them.

"I can't let you just escape," Coulson said, hovering his finger over the gun's trigger. Loki moved towards him, smirking.

"Love, we don't have time for you to taunt him... let's just go!" Sigyn shouted to him, as she backed towards the entrance, but Loki ignored her.

"Fine, get yourself hurt..."

She rolled her eyes and ran out of the room.

"I have no idea what this does," Coulson shrugged, looking down at the gun. "But I guess we'll find out."

He squeezed the trigger, but nothing happened. Loki laughed at him, and slammed him against the railings. Coulson fell to the ground, clutching at his chest, his eyes glazing over.

"Goodbye, Coulson" Loki called, as he turned towards the door.

But just before he reached it, the gun went off, sending him flying into the wall.

"I should listen to my wife more often..." Loki groaned.