Nervously, she shuffled inside and I watched in awe. Such a fool, to turn up without a guard nearby, into Loki's vault. And she closed the damn door behind her! It was almost as if she trusted me, something only Thor did, and he hadn't even held trust in me for over a year. Gritting my teeth, I couldn't even face her. Disgust rose heavy in my throat and I needed to sit down. She was the one. It was her. She changed Thor from the brother who once loved me like the sun did the moon to this cold hearted man who wouldn't even acknowledge me. Sure, maybe I did destroy a city and kill a handful of Midgardians and attempted to enslave the human race. But people make mistakes. Hell, even gods make mistakes.

Plopping down on my concrete bed, I couldn't even feel the pain through my pounding heart, blocking out all of my senses. I breathed in and out deeply, thrusting the air from my chest too quickly. I pulled the words my therapist had taught me from the back of my mind to calm down. Jane just watched nervously through my panic attack. Out of EVERYONE in Asgard, Midgard, out of all the damn nine realms, it HAD TO BE HER?

"Loki, something has happened to Thor?"

"And you think I care?"

My voice was colder than ice. I could hear her sharp intake of her, though it was obvious she wasn't surprised.

Truthfully, I did care. Very much so that my heart that I had tried so hard to calm down rose to its quickened pace once again.

"Yeah, I do."

"Is that so?"

"Yep."

Anger swelled throughout my body, something I hadn't felt for weeks. Being locked away wasn't so bad, I decided. I could at least be alone, not surround these kinds of people around myself.

Finally leaping to my feet, I shouted through the window, tearing the blanket I had held there with magic away. "RAIN!" I called, so loudly I heard the grumbles of neighboring inmates. "RAIN, COME QUICK!"

"Loki!" Fiercly, Jane shoved me from the window with her hip, and I was so taken aback by her strength I didn't even fight back. Not that I'd fight a woman, no less a Midgardian. Eyebrows raised, I stared into her face, searching for something that was missing.

"Wow," I smirked. "You are one tough human."

A chuckle escaped her teeth as she broke our eye contact. "I try."

Following her lead, we both sat cross legged on the floor, this time allowing her to speak to me. Even through my fury towards her, I could manage a conversation, just to learn of Thor's condition. "So…" I began. "Thor."

"Yes. He was taken to Jotunheim. No one knows why and he hasn't returned in three days. Odin refuses to send any troops so I'm taking matters into my own hands."

"Is that so?" her words shocked me. What could a human possibly do in Jotunheim? To save Thor, no less? "What do you think you could possibly do to save him?"

"Not me… you."

"I'm locked away, Jane. For another two and a half years. Will you free me?"

She got to her feet, a new energy sweeping through her face. "Yep."

"Ah, if you think you can trick Asgard, you must be a fool."

"I know. That's why I have some other people involved." Placing her head through the bars on my window, she whistled so greatly I had to shield my ears. Within seconds, Sif, Hogun, and Heimdall surfaced.

I gaped. These people hated me! Wanted me dead! They all raised their hands when the final vote arose, sticking me in jail for three years. "Even Heimdall?"

"Only for Thor. This has nothing to do with you."

"Of course this has to do with me!"

"Listen. You're going to go to Jotunheim and tell them you're tired of being Asgardian and you're ready to embrace your inner blue." I rolled my eyes. What a dumb way to put it. "Once you get inside and accepted, find Thor and release him."

"He's already dead, I can guarantee it," I replied, loving their reactions. Jane went sheet white and Sif clutched her heart. Heimdall was the only one who remained at ease. "I'll do it. But…"

Sif scoffed. Hogun pursed his lips expectantly. Heimdall rolled his eyes. Jane narrowed hers. "But what?"

"Only for something in return, of course."

"We can't do much with you in prison."

"I will only help…if you released me, obviously. And let me use the bifrost whenever I demand."

"We can't release you, and you know it."

Heimdall jumped in. "And I don't let anyone use the bifrost on demand, not even Thor."

"Wow, I'm shocked," I chortled. "Welp, you can all be going now."

"Loki, please," tears threatened to fall from her brimming eyes. "Please."

"If you know anything about my history, you should've realized that you can't play the sympathy card on me, nor will tears help. I've told you my conditions, and if you want my help, you will meet them."

"We'll do it," Hogun responded. "We'll release you, and you can use the bifrost on demand."

I smirked. Hogun always caved. Heimdall, the fury of an army dancing in his eyes, turned to glare at Hogun, the traitor.

"Not on demand," Heimdall added. "But I will be much more lenient."

"No time to chat. Let's get moving."