This chapter is a bit shorter than the others, I know, but Sigyn needed explanations! Lol xD Anyhow! Enjoy x x

(AND I've made a couple of adjustments, turns out Sigyn had one more question to ask :P)

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

"I'm afraid there was nothing the medics could do," said Agent Hill, tears clouding her vision as she sat down at the table overlooking the bridge, "Coulson's...gone."

Fury was stood at the end of the table, which was occupied now by only Rogers and Stark.

"He gave me this." Hill continued, pulling Coulson's badge out her pocket and handing it to Fury.

Fury glanced down at the badge and sighed. The silence was interrupted by Romanoff entering the room. Everyone looked up at her, the same question on the tips of their tongues.

"How is he?" Rogers asked her as she sat down by him. She glanced up at him, her eyes hooded from the sleep she had lost since the incident with Barton.

"He's better," she began, slumping in her chair, "It'll take time for him to get total control of his mind back...what Loki did, it's not exactly easy to erase."

Before Loki had stolen the Tesseract from S.H.I.E.L.D, he had used his sceptre to gain control over the minds of some of S.H.I.E.L.D's agents – including Barton – and an astrophysicist called Erik Selvig in order to follow through on his plans for Earth.

"I think I already know the answer," Fury began, smiling slightly, "But how exactly did you help him?"

"Well, to put it simply," Romanoff laughed, folding her arms across her stomach, "I beat the living hell out him and it seems to have worked."

She stood up and walked towards the door;

"I think I'd better be getting back to him," she said, turning to face them, "He's still not completely himself."

"Where exactly are we going?" Sigyn asked, as she knelt down next to Loki.

He always manages to get himself into trouble when he's on his own... she thought, as she took note of the long cut on his cheek.

Though at least this means I'm winning she thought, laughing slightly.

For as long as she could remember, Sigyn and Loki had kept a count of how many times each of them got into to some sort of trouble - which in Loki's case, was a quite a lot. She wasn't sure exactly how much she was winning by, but Sigyn was damn sure she was winning.

It hadn't been long since they had boarded one of the jets and escaped from the S.H.I.E.L.D ship, yet she still had no idea where they were going. She looked up at her husband and shook her head.

One day, he'll learn to actually listen to me, she thought to herself, smiling.

"Well, you told me that my plan wasn't extravagant enough," Loki began, rolling his eyes as Sigyn fussed over the cut on his cheek, "So I have a little something special planned for Earth's heroes."

"Oh, and what exactly do you have planned?" she asked him, running her forefinger over his wound, watching as it disappeared from the healing spell.

She sat down next to him and waited for his answer. She glanced around at the plane, and noticed how the men on board had a dazed look about them.

Well, I'm not surprised...I doubt there were people lining up to voluntarily help him take over the world, she wondered as she returned her gaze to her husband.

"You'll see, love." he replied, smirking.

Sigyn pouted up at her husband, causing Loki's smirk to turn into laughter. Before she could complain, the pilot called out to them and they arrived at their destination.

He's going to have a lot of questions to answer later, she thought grumpily.

"So what do we do now?" Stark asked, glancing at Fury and Rogers.

It had only been a few hours since Sigyn had helped Loki escape and split them up without leaving his cell.

"I mean, they escaped!" Rogers interjected, waving his hands up in the air, "And we don't even know where they plan to go!"

"Will you both calm down?" Fury sighed, slumping in his chair. At his words, the pair of them went quiet, and a heavy silence filling his office.

After what seemed like hours, Fury spoke;

"And to think I believed... I trusted her." he said, shaking his head.

"We all trusted her, Fury," Stark interrupted, "Even after we found out who she was, we still believed she was on our side."

The office went silent again, with only the sound being the faint beeping of computers outside on the bridge. After a while, Rogers broke the silence.

"Maybe we do have an idea where they're going?" he suggested, in the hope of changing the subject.

"What do you mean?" Fury replied, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Well, you heard what Sigyn said to him," Rogers continued, "His plan wasn't extravagant enough."

"I think you're clutching at straws there, Captain." Stark interrupted, turning in his chair.

"That may be," he continued, glancing at Stark, "But think about it, he clearly wants to get to each of us. He definitely got to Banner."

"They both did," Stark said, clearly referring to Sigyn. The others nodded in agreement.

"Hmm," Rogers replied, "So he wants to make it personal...and we know he likes an audience. You saw his act in Germany."

"Get to the point, Rogers," Fury interrupted him, sighing, "We don't have all day."

"I was thinking that, and it may be a push," he smiled, "If he went for Banner, then chances are his next target could be the most arrogant man on this ship."

He glanced up at Stark, who wasn't remotely offended by the comment that was clearly directed at him.

"Me?" Stark asked, a hint of confusion colouring his voice, "What could he want wi-"

At that moment it hit them. Stark Tower.

I married a genius, she thought, giggling quietly to herself as she looked around at her surroundings, her hands resting in the curve of her waist. The jet had landed in the hangar bay of Stark Tower.

Why am I not surprised that the man has his own jets? She was pulled from her thoughts by Loki calling her.

"Are you just going to stand there and take in all the scenery?" he called, laughing, "I have someone for you to meet!"

She ran from the plane and joined her husband.

"Is this the surprise you had planned?" she asked him, linking her arm with his as she gestured at the tower.

Loki laughed again, nodding and led her up to the roof of the tower. When they reached the roof, Loki left Sigyn and disappeared around a corner. Seconds later, he reappeared, followed by an older looking man.

"You must be Sigyn?" the man asked her. She noticed he had the same dazed look in his eyes. I should really ask about that.

"I am, and you are?" she replied, smiling as she walked closer to him.

"Erik Selvig," he mumbled, glancing up at her, "I-I'm an astrophysicist."

Sigyn smiled at him again, and continued to walk past both him and her husband until she reached what turned out to be the Tesseract. She turned and raised her eyebrow at Loki.

"I think it's time you told me everything, dear husband." she said, tilting her head and smiling sweetly.

"How are you feeling now?" Romanoff asked, sitting on the stool by Barton's bed.

Barton shook his head and was about to answer when Rogers burst into the room.

"They're going to Stark Tower." he said, panting slightly and leant against the door frame.

Romanoff glanced over at Barton;

"Did you know anything about this?" she asked him.

"No, we didn't need to know," he replied quietly, shaking his head. He pulled himself to the end of the bed and looked over at Rogers.

"What makes you think that?" Barton asked.

"Just a hunch," Rogers replied, shrugging, "Anyway, I came to ask if either of you can fly one of those jets over to Sta-"

Before he could finish, Barton had left the bed and was already at the door, bow in hand.

"I can."

Sigyn was leaning against the railings on the balcony when she felt Loki's arms around her waist. She sighed and leant back into him.

"Start explaining." she said, turning in his arms.

Loki was silent for a while, and then smiled down at her.

"I'm assuming you have a lot of questions, love?" he asked her, pulling her closer to him.

"Let's start with the Tesseract, shall we?" she asked him, smiling at the surprise on her husband's face. I know more than you think, husband.

"Very well," he replied, his smile returning, "The Tesseract can be used as a portal to worlds out there, in space."

He turned her back around and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"It's how I plan to bring my...our army to Earth." he whispered to her, making her shiver.

"Our army," Sigyn whispered back, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "I do like the sound of that."

She leaned into him and linked her fingers between his. She tilted her head and pressed a kiss to his throat.

"You have another question?" Loki asked her, his voice still no louder than a whisper.

Sigyn nodded and turned to look up at him.

"I noticed that the men on the plane, and Selvig, all had this weird look in their eyes, like they were in a trance or something," she began, tensing as she heard him laugh at her.

Her eyebrows turned to a frown as he continued to laugh.

"Before you ask, yes it is something to do with me," he replied once he had regained control of himself.

He pulled away from her and picked up his sceptre, which had been leaning against the railings.

"You see this?" he asked, raising the sceptre, "When I touch its tip to a person's heart, they feel...a sense of peace."

"And it makes them follow you without question?" Sigyn asked him, running the pad of her finger across the sceptre's blade, ignoring the small cut the movement caused, and down the handle until she reached his wrists. She prised his fingers away and took the sceptre in her own hands.

"Indeed." he replied, watching her as she twisted the sceptre around in her hands.

She returned it to its original position and turned to lean against the railings again. Loki wrapped his arms around her tightly and pulled her close to him. Sigyn reached up and kissed his lips gently.

I am never ever letting you go again, she thought to herself as he deepened their kiss.

"All this will be ours, love," he whispered eventually, kissing her jaw, "This, and so much more."