Chapter Seven (Our Little Nighttime Squabble)

It seemed like my ears started to work again before my eyes did. I lay wherever I was and listened to my dad and Loki talking. My dad did not seem happy at all, probably because he knew about my anger issues and he thought I had better control with them. Loki seemed to be a different person when he was talking to someone other than me. So out of the kindness of my heart I decided it would be a good time to open my eyes. Slowly, but surely, my eyes fluttered open to see Loki and my dad in a heated argument: about me.

"Guys stop arguing!" I yelled over their booming voices. I sat up and stared at them intensely.

"Kiddo you're awake! I thought you were dying." My dad said walking over to me and sat down on my coffee table.

"Thanks for having faith in me dad…. Why are you even here?" I asked, and then suddenly realized that it came out ruder than intended. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that."

"It's okay. And I'm here because of Loki. He called me and told me everything that happened, so I decided it was best if I came over here."

"Aubree I felt like I seriously hurt you." Loki mumbled quietly.

"What do you mean Loki?" I am so confused right now.

"I used magic to heal you, and I didn't know if your body responded badly to it or not. I am sorry…." He said trailing off.

"Loki do not apologize. I knew better than to be drinking on a work night and I should have tried to control my anger. I want to apologize to you, dad, though because I know this must have scared the shit out of you."

"Damn right it did. I told you the only way I'm giving you my alcohol is if you only drink on the weekends…. If it happens again the consequences will not be good." I chuckled at my dad for trying to be serious, even though I knew he meant that: somewhat.

"Okay well I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. We have a full day ahead of us tomorrow." I stated wanting to get out of this awkward situation.

"Okay, goodnight Kiddo! I love you and I'll see you tomorrow, bye." My dad said leaving my apartment.

"Bye dad!" I yelled to him. "C'mon Loki…. I'm tired."

"Me too, but I think it would be wiser if I slept on the couch tonight. I have done enough damage." Loki seemed genuinely saddened.

"Loki I am not letting that happen, I would feel better if you slept with me. Don't even act like you don't want too…. I know you just feel like I don't think it's a good idea. C'mon let's go!" I said happily. I flashed him a smile and he returned with the cutest smile I've even seen. Did I seriously just think that?

"If you insist my lady." He said jokingly. We walked into my bedroom and got in my bed. After we got comfortable I decided to break the silence.

"You really shouldn't have called my dad."

"Why not?" Loki asked confused.

"First of all he's my only source for alcohol because I'm only nineteen, second he could tell Mr. Fury and I could get fired from S.H.I.E.L.D., and lastly, my dad is pretty protective and now he knows I got hurt the first you and I met. He doesn't believe that you are good, Loki, he is like mostly everyone else. He believes that you are pure evil and that me having this job could result in me getting hurt trying to help you." I answered truthfully.

"I would never hurt you Aubree…. Unless you like it that way. You know, rough."

"You are highly inappropriate Mr. Laufeyson."

"Only for you Ms. Stark." He responded trying his best to copy my Midgardian way of speech.

"Call me 'Ms. Stark' again Loki and I swear I will fucking kill you with my own two hands." I stated.

"If only you could…." Loki said laughing.

"You don't know what I am capable of, my ability is very strong and in some cases pretty deadly."

"What is your 'ability' anyway?" he asked for the third time tonight.

"That's for me to know, and for you to find out later." I said evilly.

"Feisty…. Just how I like them," Loki said. "Was that too inappropriate?"

"Maybe, but I'll let it slide." I answered.

"You will what?" he asked sounding highly confused.

"It's a saying Loki… it means—"I started but he interrupted me.

"I don't care what your ignorant Midgardian sayings mean. Now go to sleep." He commanded.

"Don't call them ignorant, and you don't have the right to tell me what to do this is my apartment!"

"Go to sleep Aubree or, knowing you, you will blame me in the morning for being so tired."

"Fine…" I said giving into his command. I cannot believe I am letting this man control me in my own house! He really is nothing like I thought he would be.