She dared not look at whoever had invaded her home but rather pleaded with Loki to make the first move. She wondered at her own incompetence, how she had become so lost in Loki's words that she had not noticed someone entering her house. Loki soon caught on to what she was asking and he turned to face the intruder.

A frown creased itself onto his brow as he stared at a tall, muscular, blond male. He could not understand why he would be in Sigyn's home. His obvious physical perfection caused Loki to stand up and straighten himself, challenging the newcomer. Sigyn gave Loki a questioning glance, confused by his cocky stance, before she plucked up enough courage to confront the invader.

She turned around to see a familiar figure, causing a smile to pull at the corners of her mouth that continued to creep it's way up her cheeks. She almost giggled with delight. Immediately she stood and ran over to where he was standing, jumping into his ready arms and wrapping her legs around his torso. Her grin was mirrored on his face before she quickly kissed it away.

"Nice to see you too." The man replied to her kiss.

"I was not aware that you were returning so soon. I missed you to no end. Please, do not leave me for such a prolonged period of time again." After completing her sentence, the man leant into kiss her again but was interrupted by an intrusive cough. The two became aware of Loki standing by the couch dejectedly looking on at the couple. Sigyn quickly untangled herself from the man suddenly conscious of her rash actions.

"It seems as though you found some company while I was gone. Was he a satisfying replacement?" the man inquired, unsure what to think of the tall, handsome man standing before him. He gently squeezed Sigyn's hand assuring her that he trusted her.

She let go and walked across to where Loki was situated. She grabbed his hand and lead him over to where the man was still leaning against the door jamb. "Loki, this is Steven Rodgers my very close friend," the beginning of this introduction caused a small growl to rise in Loki's chest and a smirk to form on Steve's face, "Steven, this is my childhood friend, Loki. We grew up together before I came here." She finished the introduction by bringing her hands together, each of hers was entangled in one of the men's hands, causing them to perform something that resembled a handshake before quickly pulling away.

"Where exactly did you say you grew up again, Sigyn?" Steve inquired, curious as to why he could not remember where Sigyn had grown up. He was sure that she had told him.

"We come from Asgard." Loki replied which confused Steve further.

Sigyn quickly interrupted before anymore could be said, "It is a small country in Eastern Europe but it is rather like a state of Poland, considering it's size." This answer satisfied Steve but gained a raised eyebrow from Loki. Sigyn gave Loki a look that told him to play along with what she was saying. He soon realised she had not revealed to this Steven the detail of her being a goddess.

"Ah, so that explains your adorable accent," interrupted Steve, their silent conversation coming to an end, "although it does not seem Eastern European. I am surprised friend that you speak, you are a rather silent chap aren't you?" The latter he addressed to Loki who smirked in response. It was rather ironic that he thought the God of Mischief lacking in words. He now had a valid reason to show off his silver tongue.

This plan was put to a halt by Sigyn, "You see as we are royals there we were given language tutors who originated from the correct country so that the mother tongue corresponded with the country of origin. The King only wanted the best for us whether we were related to him or not."

"Yes, the absolute best was all we received." Loki muttered sarcastically.

"How did you grow up together them, if you aren't related?" asked Steve, he seemed thoroughly interested in finding out more about this mysterious character and his relation to Sigyn especially after the moving display he had witnessed earlier.

"I was adopted by the royal family due to my parents," here Sigyn stumbled for words, she didn't wish to tell Steven that she had grown up in the house that had murdered her parents, "sudden death when I was but a child. I grew up with Loki and his elder brother Thor."

"Who she was intended to marry," Loki interjected, "but it seems as though those arrangements have altered." Loki finished with a smirk before adding, under his breath, "I do not understand what attracts him to Jane."

Despite the intention of being discrete Sigyn managed to hear that last part causing her face to fall in disappointment. She knew Thor would move on from her as soon as she left. She was never important to him, she was just his play thing. She doubted he could ever truly love a girl. Jane was a rather unusual name though, it was one she had only heard whilst on Midgard.

"He has forgotten me." Sigyn sighed. She tried to fight back the tears. She had counselled herself about this day when she learnt the truth she had always known. He had never truly loved her. But she had Steven now. She loved him dearly, they understood each other in many different ways. Thor had never truly understood her, she reasoned, he would never adore her like Steven did.

Steve pulled Sigyn into an embrace knowing she needed comfort but did not know why. She buried into his solid chest and immediately relaxed. He scooped her up and sat down on the couch with her. He held her for some time reassuring her that he was there to be whatever she needed him to be in that moment. He would have to ask about Thor, he was obviously someone she cared about but she did not seem to feel that deep of a connection with the brother, Loki. At this he looked to where Loki was standing deep in thought. He glared at Steve, his feelings towards Sigyn were clearly evident. Steve held Sigyn tighter, pulling her towards his chest not wanting to let her slip away from him as he had done all those years ago with Peggy. He continued to meet Loki's glare. They were rivals and it seemed that Loki was prepared to fight for what he wanted.