Loki opened his eyes to a dark but starry sky. He stared at it for a while. They saw stars in Asgard but never this many at once. But these ones were innumerable and positively glowing with life.

Suddenly he felt something move next to him. He stiffened only to stifle a moan from the pain he realized he was in. His entire back ached and literally everything hurt too much to move. He tilted his head a bit to one side to find a fair face right next to his. Her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted. Loki held his breath as he noticed the steadiness of hers. He decided she was probably harmless and at the moment, fast asleep. He dared to move a little to figure out where he was. Was he truly dead? No, this is too painful. And this can't be hell considering the beauty I'm surrounded with. But then he remembered burning. Maybe I've already gone through hell, and now into this imaginary realm.

But Loki felt alive. Well, what he felt was sheer pain. But he felt far from dead. Underneath the cloud of stars his mind breathed in life and the lady next to him was also living. Perhaps she'll make some sense of this, he assumed, shifting to study her. He noticed, even in the dark, here sharp features and soft hair. He wondered how soft it would feel under his fingers, would it be soft at all, or was it just an illusion? He could only see her face, the rest of her body was covered by a blanket. For the first time, Loki looked down to inspect himself. He hissed as he got up and then quickly glanced at the maiden next to him. He didn't want her to awaken when he was so helpless. Worry attacked Loki's mind when he considered the possibility that she might be as clueless as he was. And he couldn't fend for her. He couldn't understand why that made him sad though. Should he be more worried about himself first?

He noticed he was wrapped in a blanket as well. Part of his armor had been removed, he noticed angrily. How dare anyone touch him and disarm him? But perhaps it was for the better because he knew he wouldn't have been able to move very much with it on, not in his current condition. He mustered up some magic within him and healed some of the pain away, and thankfully, it dulled. He moved the blanket away to look at his feet. They had been covered with some soft material but as Loki looked closer it was some fuzzy soft blue shoes, not fit for walking in. Though they felt nice, they had little bunnies all over them. That did not suit Loki. He covered his feet with the blanket, hurriedly.

Loki noticed that he had been lying on the ground, but it was covered now by a thick sheet of some sort. And his boots and armor were right next to him. His eyes shifted back to the maiden next to him when he noticed how small she was. She was shivering a bit in the cold of the night, so Loki shifted some of his blanket which seemed thicker than hers, on to her, making sure it still covered his ridiculous feet.

As he did this, he noticed the girl let out a happy sigh and smiled a bit. Strange creature. Loki didn't think she was harmful so he sank back into the ground, turned towards the maiden, watching her eyes move back and forth and her expressions changed throughout the night. She mumbled nonsense and Loki had no idea what she was speaking of, but under the stars, in the company of an entertaining being, with the softness he could feel on his feet, for once, he did not feel the need to escape. Even through the pain, Loki managed to soften his gaze when he stared at the stranger. He wondered how long they could stay this way, without him having to worry about a plan, which might involve getting rid of the girl and the fuzzy shoes.

Not long enough apparently. Loki watched the sun rise and soon the sky was lit and Loki heard birds nearby, although there wasn't much around him. With much chagrin, he cautiously studied the girl's eyelids moved as they first squeezed tighter and then her caramel brown eyes fluttered open.

The first thing Jane saw when she woke up to piercing green eyes staring right at her. She blinked at them and then gasped and moved back. He was awake.

Yesterday, in her mind, Jane had prepared multiple speeches to give to this man, most of which revolved around, "Are you okay?" and then a "Don't sue me".

They two stared at one another. Loki was certainly not going to say anything first. He raised an eyebrow at the maiden, hoping she would say something that allowed Loki to let her live.

But Jane wasn't exactly coherent enough, not under the intensity of his stare.

"Hi."

It wasn't much, but it was a start. No one in Asgard said 'Hi' as a greeting so Loki was unsure of what it was. Jane herself wondered if he spoke English.

"Um…my name is Jane. Well, it's Dr. Jane Foster, but you can call me Jane." She waited for the man to say something, but all he gave her was a brief nod, and once Jane figured that he understood her, her nervousness took over and suddenly, she started rambling everything.

"Well, so last night, no last last night there was this humongous storm, right? And then it must have rained a lot, but I wouldn't know because I fainted cause there was this flash and then I just fell and then I woke up and I cleaned and I wanted to wear lady clothes and so I did. Darcy, my friend who isn't here right now, no she's in New York, working for some strange company that doesn't even exist, I'm so worried for her, but then in the morning I saw you in the rain and I thought you were a dog and then you weren't and I might have freaked out, but look, you were all alone and no one in this town really gets visitors a lot, but it was raining so hard so I stayed here only when I tried to feel for a pulse you kind of woke up and made the sun come back, which was totally cool by the way, and then you feel asleep again and I didn't want you to be alone so I stayed with you throughout the day. I did go back a couple times to the lab to you know get blankets cause you were getting sand all over your hair, which is a nice color by the way, anyways and then you slept for the whole day and I couldn't move you all the way back to the lab so I just stayed here and well now, a day later, you're finally awake, and so that's that."

Loki continued to stare at her and Jane bit her lip, adding, "Please don't sue me, I was only trying to help."

After an awkward silence in which Jane tried to think back to how to everything she had already said, now in Spanish in case that was the language the stranger would understand. She was still translating "my name is…" in her head when she heard his voice.

"I have not an inkling about what you just said."

Ah, he was British. Jane started laughing at her silliness, giving the stranger a smile to ease him up, which worked.

"I'm sorry; I talk rather quickly when I'm nervous. What's your name?"

"I'm," Loki paused, "Loki."

"Loki," Jane repeated, wondering if that was a common British name. "So you're English then?"

"What?"

"Are you from the UK? England?" Jane wondered if she was being racist.

"Actually, I'm afraid I'm from nowhere."

Uh-oh. He has amnesia! Jane stared at him with concern.

Loki noticed and simply replied, "It's not important."

"Of course it is. We have to get you back."

There was no way Loki was going to allow this Jane to send him back to…life? Or Asgard?

"Tell me, fair maiden, are we indeed alive?"

Jane really looked at him. Maybe he was a runaway patient from a mental institution. She mentally slapped herself for being so insensitive. The way the guy had been choking and puking water yesterday while sleeping, she knew she would be worried too.

"Yes, you're alive," she smiled. Which made Loki smile too for a reason he could not figure out.

"Do you have family waiting for you? Anyone I can call so they can pick you up? Should I get the sherrif?" Jane continued to ask questions but it looked like she was asking herself what she should do with him now.

"Can you tell me where I am," Loki wondered if the question would make her question his sanity. But she clearly knew where they were, she didn't look lost.

"Oh yes, in Puente Antiguo."

Loki gave her a blank stare.

"In New Mexico…the United States of America," she said nervously.

"In what realm?"

"Realm?"

"Yes. I know that's an odd question but perhaps I can explain myself better if I knew."

Jane thought about it. What realm did she live in?

"We are on a planet. Called Earth," Jane said slowly, regretting not calling the sheriff last night. This guy was crazy.

Loki searched his mind for 'Earth' while Jane looked away wondering what to do now.

"Hold on."

Jane looked at Loki who looked disturbed.

"You are jesting."

Jane shook her head, biting her lip off. Were all British people this…medievalist? She analyzed how he spoke and he did remind her of a medieval prince. She watched him warily.

"It could not be. I cannot be here Lady Jane."

"But you are."

But Loki shook his head. Was this his punishment from hell? To be trapped in realm of mere mortals?

"I refuse to stay here. If you say I'm alive, kill me Lady Jane, or this time, I will do it correctly myself."

Jane looked at him in bewilderment. A crazy guy she could have handled. But a crazy suicidal guy was not ideal. "C'mon, I know there are issues, but things get better."

Loki had heard that before. Right before he fell off the bifrost and burned only to realize where he had ended up. And this was in no way "better".

"I will not stay this lowly realm, to waste my time here."

"Dude, what has gotten into you? What 'lowly realm' are you talking about?"

Jane watched Loki's gaze turned cold as he angrily replied in pure disgust, "Midgard."

A/N: A big thank you to odinsdatter9, jazzers444, and JigokuShoujosRevenge THANK YOU for your reviews, they are very encouraging and sweet, thank you. Also thank you katielove82, and PureSummerMagic, and really just everyone for still reading. And don't worry, Jane can handle Loki after he gets over his ego. The seemingly suicidal God has a lot to deal with right now. Stay tuned you lovelies.