Hey everyone! Here's the next chapter! It's kind of a late update for me, but I got it finished today and just couldn't wait to post it on here! Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my OC Robin.

I yawned and slowly opened my drowsy eyes that did not want to open, blinking in the bright morning light that shone through the square window, lighting up the otherwise dark and dreary room. I looked around in a bit of confusion; I was in a half asleep state, not quite knowing exactly where I was. Then, the obnoxious sound of a pigeon flying into the window and hitting it with a sharp tapping sound jolted me to full awareness with a slight jump. I glared briefly at the window as the gray bird flew away. Damn pigeons. I scanned the room, now fully awake, and took in my surroundings. I was in my bedroom, but I didn't recall how or when I had got there. I remembered falling asleep on the couch and didn't remember waking up to move or anything. Just then, I heard and felt something slightly shift beside me in my bed. I slowly turned my head towards the sound and, to my utter surprise, there was Loki, his was back turned to me and he was sound asleep.

I couldn't quite trust my eyes and cautiously peered over at him, leaning over and looking at his face. He seemed rather peaceful at the moment, deep in his own dreams. I hesitated, I didn't quite want to disturb that expression, but I finally decided to gently poke his cheek before quickly drawing my hand back. Felt real. Okay, so he really was there. I was unsure if I was still dreaming or not, but now I knew I wasn't. I saw him shift again, his once relaxed expression squinting slightly from the disturbance and he softly mumbled in his sleep. I couldn't help but giggle quietly and, just for the hell of it, I poked his cheek again. What I saw next alarmed me a bit. He was now smirking softly, this was not good. I attempted to back away, but before I could do anything, in one swift movement, he rolled himself over so that he was lying on top of me and looking down at me. I let out a high-pitched, rather girly squeak of surprise and silently cursed myself for making such an embarrassing sound.

Loki chuckled softly, his eyes now open and alert, "Surprised you, didn't I?" he grinned.

I nodded, blushing slightly, "Yeah, only a bit. . ."

He laughed and teased, "'Only a bit,' she says."

"You doubt me?" I said with mock hurt.

He smiled, "Well, I know it wasn't a small surprise. You squeaked, Robin, and you do not do that a lot."

I turned bright red, "Yeah and it was embarrassing."

"No need to be embarrassed about it. It was kind of adorable."

"You're only saying that because it embarrasses me."

He grinned, "Maybe partially."

I rolled my eyes playfully, "And by maybe, you mean yes, don't you?"

He looked at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Maybe." Before I could react, he leaned down and kissed me. I blushed and giggled a bit, looking up at him and smiling at him. "You slept well, then, I presume?" he asked with a chuckle.

I nodded, "Yeah, but I don't remember getting here."

He smiled softly, "You fell asleep on the couch and I carried you to your room." That made sense, actually. Why didn't I think about that fact, and how that very well could've happened? Stupid, stupid, stupid. Loki's voice brought me back to reality, "Do you know that you talk in your sleep?" he asked with a chuckle, sitting back so that I could get up.

I sat up, resting my back on the backboard and staring at him blankly, "I do?" I had never remembered talking in my sleep, but I remembered Steve saying that I did a while ago. But that was so long ago that I had forgotten about it until Loki had brought it up.

Loki chuckled and nodded, "Yes, you do. They're small little blurbs about your current dream. Quite random."

I turned bright red from embarrassment. If I talked in my sleep, then that meant I talked during even my most embarrassing dreams. How much did he hear? "Oh . . . did it keep you up?"

He shook his head and smiled, "No. It did a little, at first, but it was so soft that I soon grew accustomed to it. It was quite entertaining to listen to you."

I nodded a bit, "Okay, that's good, then." I stopped talking when I heard a bit of commotion downstairs, the faint clattering of pots and pans reaching my room. "Sounds like they're making breakfast," I said softly, "Won't be long before everyone wakes up." I looked to him, "You should probably go. . ."

He sighed, "I thought I would not have to leave, now."

"I know, but a repeat of that one argument that took place weeks ago won't help our cause." Steve's furious glare had still burned in the back of my mind.

"True."

"Besides, it's only until I can find a way to explain it to them. If I need any help, I'll let you know, okay?"

"All right," he said softly, and then added, "I wish I could stay with you a while longer. . ."

I gave him a small smile, "If everything works out, then we can spend time together all of the time."

Loki sighed, "If is a key word there."

I nodded, "Yeah, but don't worry, it'll work out!" I was trying to reassure him as well as myself.

"What makes you so sure?"

Honestly, I didn't know. There was no way of telling whether or not Steve and the others would accept our request, but I couldn't just give up without trying. After a moment of thinking, I had something to tell him, "Well," I began, "You saved my life and quite possibly Steve's. That's not something they can easily forget, right?"

He looked at me and nodded, the statement seeming to reassure him slightly, "True."

I heard footsteps down the end of the hall, faintly getting louder as it walked towards my room. I sighed and repeated sadly, "You should probably go. . ."

He sighed, "Very well. . ." He held me close to him, placing a gentle hand on the back of my head and kissing me deeply, "But I will be back," he murmured softly after breaking the kiss, and then he vanished.

A small blush crept across my face and I sat there for a few moments in silence before standing up, hearing a faint knocking on my door. "Robin?" I heard Steve ask, his voice muffled by the door, "We're having eggs and bacon. Want any?"

"YES!" I shouted excitedly. I never could resist bacon.

Steve chuckled, "Well, come downstairs and get some."

I ran out of there as fast as possible, nearly slipping downstairs in my excitement. Thankfully, I managed to stop my fall and happily plopped down in a chair beside Ayame, taking a plate of bacon and eggs and hungrily wolfing down the food. Stark chuckled, "Slow down, Sparky, there's no rush today!"

I swallowed my mouthful of food and giggled, "Sorry, I just love bacon!"

He laughed, "I'll say!"

I looked to Steve, "So, no odd things to investigate or any imminent threat of the world being dominated?"

Steve shook his head and smiled, "Nothing at all! We finally get a day off."

A wide grin spread on my face, "Really? Great!" The life of a hero never did rest, but now, finally, the world was at peace, if only for a little while.

A soft voice in my head said somewhat impatiently, When are you going to tell them?

Soon, I replied, being distracted from the merry conversation before me and blocking it out, I just have to find the right words to say to them. They all seem to be in a good mood, so now would be the right time to bring it up.

Do hurry, Loki replied, We might not get another chance like this.

". . . don't you think, Robin?" Ayame's question brought me back to the conversation before I could reply to him.

I looked over at her in confusion, "I'm sorry, what?"

"Don't you think we should have bacon every day?" she repeated.

I nodded, "Hell yeah! Sorry, didn't hear ya!"

She giggled and nodded, "Okay. Lemme guess, a certain voice in your head distract you?"

I nodded, "Yeah."

Steve sighed, "Loki's still talking to you?"

I nodded and looked at him, "Yeah," I noticed his worried expression and added, "that can't be helped, Steve, and I've grown used to it. No need to worry." I chose my next words carefully, "Speaking of which," I said hesitantly, "There's something I need to tell you," I raised my voice slightly so everyone else could hear, "All of you."

The rest of the Avengers stopped talking and looked at me expectantly, curious as to what I needed to say. I still had to think about how to bring it up carefully. If I screwed this chance up, we'd never get a chance to redo it. Stark eventually spoke up in the silence, "Well, what do you need to say? Spit it out. I've got bacon that's calling my name."

I took a deep breath and decided to bite the bullet. There was just no way I could beat around the bush with this. "Well, uh," I began hesitantly, "Loki wants to switch sides."

Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and stared at me wide-eyed in complete shock, obviously thinking that their ears had deceived them. Some of them were so shocked that they dropped their forks, the sound of metal clanging against the glass plates ringing in a loud echo around the otherwise suddenly silent room. Their reactions made me doubt myself again. This was certainly going to be an interesting morning.

Oh ho ho! What shall happen next? No one knows until the next chapter comes out. MWAHAHAHA! My evil gremlin mode's kicking in again. XD