A/N: Hello again. Now 1st off just want to say thanks to My2BrownEyes who is just amazing and made me feel awesome about my story even though I can't spell. Ingiburger Johnson for being so incredibly awesome/helpful with your review! and also thanks to those who are following this :D It really makes me want to do a happy dance. But anyways as you might be able to see this chap is much, much longer then the other chapters and I'm a little (a lot) nervous about it. I'm not sure if I am happy about it but I just felt the need to put it up today. and I know no one is rushing me so I could take my time, but its been a long week and I just need to put it up. so I hope you enjoy and review if you can. oh and one last thing I'm not happy with the chapter name seems a little lame. Argh one more, 10 points to the person who can guess what song the story titles from without google :D

Loki POV

Chapter Three: Assemble for Pizza.

I let my emotions show, how could I let him bring down my defences? Such a fool he is, how does he know I will not turn on him and his team? How does he know this was not my plan all along? How dare he look at me with those beautiful blue eyes? I could easily rip my way through them all one by one, I could tear them all limb by limb, I could shred their souls, bring them down piece by piece until they are they are lying broken on the floor, left with nothing but sorrow and consuming anger. I clench my fists feeling the anger overwhelm me. Those eyes filled with hope and kindness take over my mind and I feel my body begin to shake. I am a god, I am better than this. I hear myself yell with frustration, my magic releases destroying everything within five meters. I fall to my knees and let it out, the pain and frustration, the hope and longing. It is too much, I let the darkness take me.

I sleep and when I wake I feel calm again. Now to plan what to do. If I wanted to I could join and make them trust me and use and destroy them, but I don't want that, not after seeing that soft smile so close. After my punishment was announced and no one tried to stop Odin I realized that I need more than just myself. That is why I lost versus the Avengers, they had a team and I had mind altering magic and others, who even I feared, but not someone I could trust. I only ever wanted to be seen as worthy, as an equal. But I can't let myself trust him, what if this is a trap? It has been far too long this darkness around me, losing my family, my home, the never ending falling, the others, the shame of losing and the worst, the punishment that felt like it would never end. But when he reached out for me and asked me to stay, the softness of his voice that held hope and longing. If he feels as I think he does, I, well I don't know, no one has felt that for me. His eyes are burned into my mind, crystal blue shining through the darkness. I have come to see myself destructive nature and it would be best to find some allies, but the Avengers? No, impossible. But I can still feel his hand on mine, warm and strong. I remember waiting for my sentence how kind his was, he didn't force conversation upon me, we sat so close, almost touching. He even gave me a gift, it was just a token, but it spoke the world to me and when I thanked him I could see the joy in his eyes. And I swear I saw a hint of sadness when the Tesseract took us back to Asgard. The Avengers, no I don't think I can trust them, but the Captain, perhaps.

I spend roughly three weeks in the void I had created deciding on my decision and then how to go about it. And when I finally do I go back to my spot across from Steve's room. He is asleep on his desk, his hair is ruffled and he is mesmerizing, I can't bare the thought of waking him so I sit and watch, he grimaces in his sleep and my heart aches to go comfort him, but of course Thor comes in and wakes him. They talk for a bit and head up to the common area where everyone else is gathered. They are all seated at the desk calmly talking until Barton says something that puts a frown on both Steve's and Thor's faces and it is then I know they are talking about me. Have they seen me? Do they know I am here? No they would be upon me if they had known. The conversation is turning into a full blown argument now and I can't bare to watch Steve become angry over me. I go to the park I had spoken to Steve and wait, I know he will come.

I know it would be much quicker to just go to the tower, but I wish to speak to him alone and what better way than a test to see if he would come. I find a bench behind the one we sat on and spend my time reading and watching, learning from the people there. They are a strange race letting their emotions rule them. Four books later he comes, he looks stressed but surprisingly fetching, dressed in jeans and a light blue plaid button up shirt, he sits in the same spot as before and after a while pulls out his sketch pad. As quietly as I can I sneak closer to peer over his shoulder at his work. It is honest and breath taking. When he is done with his third one, an older couple holding hands clearly still just as in love as when they met, I move around to the front and make myself known.

"I didn't realize how sentimental you were Captain."

He smiles looking over his page. A smile falls on my lips as well.

"I told you to call me Steve."

He looks me up and down and I force myself not to shiver under his gaze. He signals for me to sit down and I do, but when I sit I realize I have left a fair amount of room between us, of course it is too late to fix that now without looking strange. I have no idea how to start, us having conversations is still so unknown. I cross my arms over my chest and stare at a spot on the ground until I hear Steve laughing, I look up confused.

"Sorry you just looked like you were going to murder that rock."

His smile is so genuine that I can't help but return it.

"Well I suppose that is all the destroying I will be doing from now on."

He raises his eyebrows and turns a bit more towards me, I turn towards him, propping up an elbow on the back of the seat.

"So you're going to join us?"

He looks hopeful, too hopeful. It makes me uneasy.

"Not yet, but maybe, eventually."

His eyes lose just a hint of the light from before.

"Loki-"

I place my hand on his to stop him.

"Steve, as hard as it is for me admit, you were right about me needing a purpose. But trust, it is something I have known little of and it has always been broken. Asking me to trust those who have good reason to despise me is asking quite a bit. Yet strangely I feel as though I might trust you, in time."

His eyes glance down to our hands but makes no attempt to remove it. When he looks back up I am taken back by how playful his smile is.

"So what's your plan?"

I pull my hand back to run it through my hair and I regret it straight away, his hand had been just as I had remembered, warm and strong.

"Who said I have a plan?"

He chuckles.

"The God of Mischief always has a plan."

Now it is my turn to laugh at his reminder of our last conversation. I feel my mischievous smirk fall into place and I move slightly closer, he tenses.

"Yes I do,"

I lean towards him whispering seductively.

"But I don't think you want to hear it."

He shivers and swallows unable to speak. I stay where I am, our faces only inches apart, eyes locked on one another, I go on.

"Would you like me to tell you?"

He nods and his nose brushes mine. I lean closer and his lips start trembling, but before they touch I move to his ear keeping my voice soft and breathy.

"My plan is to take you,"

I pause letting his mind wonder and when he shivers again I let out one more hot breath on his ear and neck and then pull all the way back with a smirk still on my lips.

"Out for coffee."

He stares at me dumbfounded and I can't help but laugh at his bright red face and his uneven breathing. I pat his leg and stand up stretching to the sky making sure my shirt lifts slightly. I glance at him still staring and silently congratulate myself on a job well done. I decide to go a bit easier on him and give him a bit of time.

"I'll be back in a five minutes."

I wait for him to nod before I teleport to my favourite coffee shop and order two coffees and two different pastries and when that is done I pop back to see him sitting there, still frozen but much calmer and not as red. He jumps a little when he sees me, I chuckle and hand him his coffee.

"Thanks Loki."

I motion for him to follow me and he does, I walk him to a quiet place in the back with a few more trees and sit down cross legged on the grass, he does the same so we are facing one another. I place the bag in between us and wave my hand over it and the brown bag turns into a plate with the pastries on top. His eyes grow wide with wonder, making me smile. I drink my coffee sighing at the warmth it gives me, he slowly takes a sip of his and his grins.

"This is amazing, where did you get it from?"

"Oh just a small town in New Zealand."

He chokes slightly on the sip he was taking.

"Right of course."

I smile and he smiles back. I pull one of my daggers out and I'm glad to see he only looks confused not worried. I cut both pastries in half so we can have a piece of each.

"This one is chocolate and this is blueberry."

"Thanks."

We sit in silence until we are done eating and then it becomes awkward, both of us unsure on where to go from here. This is so unlike me, I have no plan for this, I never rush into things like this, but then again it has been an age since I have had anything close to what I hope this might be. Maybe I shouldn't bother, maybe I should just destroy them all and wipe my hands clean of the whole mess. But as unknown as this is to me I know that I couldn't hurt Steve like that. Maybe I should just join the team and become, friends? With the Captain and his team, but yet again no, he isn't the Captain anymore, he is Steve, Steve who smiles at me and, which I will never admit out loud, makes me swoon when I see it. Maybe I should just take him, lock him in my room and have my way with him, over and over again until he can't even scream my name anymore. Yet again as tempting as that sounds, which is very, very tempting, I can't help but feel that maybe just this once I can have more. I cast the rubbish into a nearby bin letting out a sigh and then I lay flat on the grass looking up to the sky, I stay quite close next to Steve who doesn't move, still busy staring out to the park, I point towards the clouds.

"That one there looks like Mjolnir."

He looks unsure for a moment and the laughs shaking his head slightly and lies down beside me.

"You're right it does."

We both laugh softly, Steve pointing up next.

"That's a dragon."

Then my turn.

"Fury with his afro."

We both burst out laughing and play that game for a relatively long while. Eventually we stop and fall into a comfortable silence in the warm afternoon sun. My hands are resting under my head and I have never felt more relaxed, I suppose this is happiness? I glance towards Steve, he is laying on his back eyes closed, with his hands resting softly over his stomach and he looks content. I smile and close my eyes as well enjoying the sun on my skin and the sounds of the park. After a few moments I feel a shadow come over me and I open my eyes to see Steve propped up on one elbow leaning above me. Time seems to stop, the world goes quiet except for the heavy beating of my heart. He is breath taking, eyes filled with warmth, the sun making his blond hair turn to gold and his lips slightly parted. I can't breathe, I can't make my body move as his free hand moves to my cheek, he moves closer still and I'm unsure if he pulls my towards him or if I move up to meet him. He stops just an inch away, his eyes searching mine and he smiles finding what he was looking for. His eyes flutter closed as his lips press softly to mine. I feel a burst of heat run through my entire body and I hear myself let out a whimper and just like that he pulls back and it's over. We stare at each other for a long moment, his hand still on my cheek, me having trouble thinking besides noticing a thousand thoughts running through his mind. He blurts out one of these thoughts.

"I think you should come home with me."

My eyebrows rise higher than I thought possible and he blushes a deep red, pulling his hand back.

"No no no, that's not what I, I uh meant, I um, I"

He takes a deep breath to calm himself and then starts again but it comes out in a rush.

"I mean I think you should come meet the team and there is a spare room next my room you could have that, well it's not just next to my room, Thor and Bruce live on the level too and yeah…"

He trails off looking down, playing with a few blades of grass. I stare unbelieving, not only did Steve Rogers just kiss me, but he asked me to move in and join his superhero team. Ridiculous. And what is even worse I am thinking of saying yes. The thought of trusting someone fills me with such fear, but the thought of that someone being Steve, well maybe. My chest tightens, but I ignore it. I bring one of my hands up to his jaw lifting to make his eyes meet my own. He looks hopeful and worried. I smooth my fingers along his strong jaw then through his hair to the back of his head and take a firm grasp. He closes his eyes automatically and leans into the touch. I gently pull him down and stop as soon as I can feel his breath mixing with my own. He softly breaths out my name, it is filled with want and need and something else I'm not used to.

"Loki,"

With a soft voice which only someone with advanced hearing could hear I whisper back

"Steve,"

But it comes out cracked and broken and I can feel as though a dam had been released, a dam of fear and panic. You can't trust him, you can't trust them, you trusted Thor before and he always let you down, remember everything they did to you, remember falling into the dark. I start to feel like I'm falling again. He opens his eyes and looks back into mine. His eyes are so soft and caring and in them I can see my panicked eyes. I should go, I have to go, I can't let him see me like this, but the way he looks at me, I feel myself slowly crumble. His voice is strong and grounding.

"Loki, stay."

He then turns soft

"Please."

His skin is soft, warm and strong, his eyes make me want to believe that I can trust him, so I stay. But I still am struggling for control. I can still feel myself falling surrounded by darkness. How can I wish for so much when I lost hope so long ago?

"I don't, if I, with you it's, I'm not-"

I hate not being able to get my thought across, almost as much as letting my feelings rule me. He pulls back, but not completely, my hand falling to my chest and he sighs looking to the park then back down to me.

"I know you can't be like this with everyone and to be honest I don't want you to be. Whatever this is or will be it is just for us. I know how hard it is for you to let your walls down and I know I don't know everything that happened with your punishment and I would like to know when you're ready to tell me. I just want us to trust each other. Something happened sitting next to you in that cell and I don't want to let it go, I don't want to let you go. Especially after today, today has been perfect and as a first kiss goes that was pretty amazing."

He runs his thumb over my cheek wiping away tears I hadn't realized I spilt. He leans in closer and kisses my other cheek ridding me of those ones as well. I'm struggling to keep dark thoughts at bay, how could you show weakness? How can you think of letting him in? He doesn't really care. I think about fleeing, yet I simply wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer, he rolls us onto our sides and holds me tightly and I take a few deep breaths into his neck letting his scent calm me. We lay like that for a while until Steve's phone rings. He rolls me back onto my back and sits up giving me a look that says 'I'm sorry' I smile back to him. He pulls out his phone and answers.

"Hey Tony, what's up?"

He frowns and I prop myself up on my elbows concerned, I can hear Tony talking and some other people yelling in the background.

"Ok, ok I get it Tony, this isn't a conversation to have over the phone, we'll be right there, and I know I should have."

We? He couldn't mean me? I raise my eyebrows in question, trying to keep for panicking and he holds his finger up to tell me to wait. He sighs.

"I'm hanging up now and we'll be right there."

He hangs up the phone and looks over sadly to me.

"You're not going to like this."

I nod and try to prepare myself.

"They were about to get dinner and they were worried I wasn't home yet,"

I look up and realize the sun is about to set, we have been here all day.

"They asked Jarvis to find me and he did."

Fear creeps in, I had my guard down. I never show weakness. It is hard enough Steve was here, anyone else- Steve puts his hand on mine and I see I am radiating magic. I force myself to calm.

"How much did they see?"

He squeezes my hand.

"I'm not sure."

He is trying very hard to hide his emotions from me but they stand out clear as day, he is worried.

"How much have you told them?"

He sighs stands up and then offers me a hand to help me up, it's not needed but I take it anyway. We are both standing facing each other, too far apart. The relaxed feeling completely gone.

"All they know is I want to give you a second shot. I mean they know I like men, I had told them about Bucky but not about you. Turns out that magic suppressing glass didn't work on the inside and when I saw the tapes we never spoke to each other or went near each other."

I start to pace and I try to focus on the problem at hand but all I can think is Bucky? Who is Bucky? And does this Bucky pose a threat? Did the Captain already give his heart away? I stop pacing and turn to him standing patently.

"Yes I had my powers but I couldn't get through the wall and then I thought it was best to go back. But that's not important,"

I take a step closer watching his eyes for his reaction

"Who is this Bucky?"

He looks shocked for a second, then he laughs, but his smile is a sad one. He brings his hand to my neck and runs his thumb along my jaw.

"I want to tell you but it's a long story,"

His smile becomes sadder and I begin to regret asking.

"Bucky died."

The sadness in his eyes is too much, I know I can't fix this. All I do is nod. I pull back a little and regain my focus.

"Well we better get going then."

If we are to do this I will not let them see any signs of weakness, I will my Asgardian armour to form around me everything but my helmet. Steve eyes go wide and he starts to laugh.

"Loki what are you doing? You can't go dressed like that."

"Why not?"

He hears the defensiveness in my voice and becomes serious.

"Because we aren't going to battle we are going to dinner. What you had on before was perfect, trust me."

A slight blush forms on his cheeks. I smirk and change back into my tight jeans, black t-shirt and converse. His eyes rake over me once more.

"And what about you?"

He frowns.

"What about me?"

I produce a mirror in front of him to see his hair is dishevelled from my fingers running through it. He unsuccessfully tries to smooth it down, and I wave my hand fixing his hair and when I see him smile I remove the mirror. I take the final steps towards him.

"Put your arms around me."

He blushes.

"What? Why?"

"I thought you were in a hurry."

He wraps his arms around my waist and I bring mine around his neck. I pull us closer so our chests are touching.

"Do we really need to stand so close?"

I don't take offence I know he is just worried about the others, plus this is far too enjoyable. I feel the smirk appear on my lips as I answer.

"Of course not, but this is much more fun."

His eyes go wide and before he can pull back I teleport us to in front of the lift in the common area of Avengers tower. It takes a minute for him to catch up to what I did and when he does he pulls back, he looks unsure if he should laugh or be mad at me and then he looks around the room. As I look around I see all the other Avengers around the kitchen table starring at us. Barton is standing his hands balled into fists, Natasha sits next to him looking almost bored, Banner is two seats away from her looking at the table trying to remain calm, Tony is next standing with his arms crossed glaring at me and then there is Thor, he is grinning and walking over to us. I let out a large sigh, not this again.

"Brother!"

Which of course comes out as a bellow. Steve takes a side step away as Thor pulls my into his arms squeezing too tightly.

"Yes, yes good to see you to Thor."

He puts me down and grins not hearing my sarcasm. He claps a hand to Steve's shoulder

"Hello my friend! How good it is you have found my brother!"

Steve turns a slight pink colour.

"Hi Thor, maybe we should sit down."

Thor nods and then winks to me without Steve seeing and moves back to his seat. Steve smiles at me reassuringly and we start to walk over too. Barton moves towards us, I show nothing if he wishes to fight me then so be it, but Steve takes a half step in between us.

"Clint-"

Barton pulls back his fist and punches Steve's jaw so hard it knocks him to the ground. Barton is furious now panting holding his hand. Steve who never takes is eyes off of Barton speaks

"Loki, don't."

It's only then I realize I had drawn my daggers and was crouched ready to pounce. I straighten, sheathing my weapons and offer Steve a hand up.

"Sorry, habit."

He nods understanding, wiping a small bit of blood from his mouth. Barton has already moved and sat back down, Stark is sitting down now to still glaring with his arms cross. Steve walks towards his seat with Steve Rogers written on the back, which makes no sense to me why they all need to assign seats? But he stops when I don't follow, he looks at me questioningly.

"The only vacant seats are between Dr. Banner and Agent Romanoff and to be honest it doesn't sound appealing to sit between the two most formidable people at this table."

Steve and Banner smile, Stark glares even more, Thor laughs, Romanoff's lip quirks in satisfaction and Barton get up angrily slamming his good hand on the table.

"Damn it Steve! I'm not moving!"

Steve nods and looks to Stark and Banner.

"Guys do you mind if we move around one, it will probably be safe- better if Loki sits between Thor and me?"

I feel everyone's displeasure at the change in seating arrangements, even Steve's tone doesn't sound too pleased. Steve starts to move around to get me a chair and Banner stands and Stark does the same mumbling under his breath.

"Allow me."

I give a wave and lift the chair next to Romanoff. Then Stark slams his hands on the table.

"That's Peppers chair."

I nod and place it back down getting the other one.

"Of course."

I bring the empty chair around and shift the other three around one spot in one movement and I'm sure I hear either Stark or Barton mutter under their breath 'show off' but I chose to ignore it. Everyone sits, Steve giving me a small smile.

"Thanks Loki."

I smile back easily, but it isn't real. Surrounded I feel as though I am a performer on a stage. I sit as the prince I am making it known that even though I am in their plain clothes I am royalty. Then there is a long silence, which is unbearably long. As I pretend to be unfazed I keep a watchful eye on the heroes around the table, Thor is grinning, Barton's glaring at Steve, Romanoff's watching everyone calmly, Banner is growing more and more tense, Stark glaring at me and Steve trying to give me reassuring smiles which fail horribly when he looks so incredibly worried. I try not to look at Steve, it is too hard not to reach out to him, but I also don't want to set anyone off, instead I try to sit as if nothing phases me. I know if I am the first one to speak it will not end well, so I wait, getting more and more concerned about Hulk turning up. But it is in these moments and only these that I am thankful for Thor.

"Now Brother! Tell us, how did you managed to woo our Captain here?!"

I laugh as Steve turns red, Stark hits his hand to his face, Banner relaxes amused, Romanoff doesn't budge and Barton starts to change colour from anger.

"Oh Thor I do believe it was your Captain who did the wooing."

Steve looks like he might object but I cut him off.

"Oh Captain it was you who kissed me,"

He turns even redder. I feel myself grin, a real grin.

"You were also the one to bring me a gift."

He smiles softly. Thor bellows again.

"A gift?! I have never known you to be so taken with a gift, may I see?"

I smile turning to Thor, holding out my hand the button appears. Thor looks confused.

"I do not understand. It is a small toy?"

I smile and look to Steve and with our eyes never leaving each other's he answers Thor.

"It was an apology. I can't believe you kept it so long."

Barton stands up so abruptly that his chair falls to the ground.

"Is that my button?!"

Steve looks shocked and guilty, but he nods. Barton looks ready to combust, angry and betrayed.

"I didn't let you have it to give it to this monster!"

Steve stands unwavering.

"Loki is not a monster."

Nobody else dares to move, I'm sure it is not often they hear him so forceful. The room is getting increasingly more anxious and I can see Banner having trouble keeping it together. I can't decide if I am enjoying this or if I am guilty for cursing it, both I imagine. Maybe I should leave? No I probably wouldn't find anything anywhere near this entertaining. I could take Steve with me? No he cares too much for these friends of his. But just when it looked like Banner might flee the elevator doors open. Everyone turns to see a very scared looking teenager with quite a few pizza boxes in his hands. No one moves, no one says anything. The boy starts to shift from foot to foot unsure if he should run or come closer with the boxes. I look at the team and see Banner to tense to go get up, Stark pretending not to care, Steve who looks torn if he should leave my side or not, Thor looking confused, Barton still glaring at Steve and Romanoff busy watching. So I sigh and get up ignoring all the stares I walking towards the boy. You would think in a room full of Earths Mightiest Heroes one of them could manage to get pizza?

"Hello you are just in time, I was starting to worry that without food one of these heroes would 'Hulk out' and I have a suspicion it wasn't going to be Dr Banner"

He nods seeming to turn a bit paler. When I am a step away he hands me the boxes which I take and I smirk as money from Starks wallet appears in my hand. As I hand it over he stares at me and then down to his hand, unmoving.

"Goodbye."

But I say it as an order and he stumbles backwards to the lift and is gone. I turn back to the table, still ignoring the stares. When I get to the table I lay out the boxes and wave my hand and everyone now has a napkin. I sit and look up to everyone, no one moves to the pizza, but Steve and Barton sit. After a moment Banner is the first to grab a slice and gives me a small smile and a nod, I nod back and take one for my own. Slowly everyone begins to eat in silence. Even after the meal is done we all fall into that horribly awkward silence again. It is beginning to bore me so I take to staring out the window at my spot across from the tower and oddly I miss it. A silence surrounded by people is always worse than when you are alone. Of course Romanoff is the first to speak, since Stark oddly hasn't said more than a few words the whole time.

"Well now it all makes sense."

She sighs when she sees all the men look at her confused.

"Why Steve was pushing so hard for Loki to join the team, even Thor wasn't that pushy."

Everyone nods and Steve blushes, but he still replies.

"No matter what my feelings are I still think Loki would be good for the team."

Stark and Barton scoff at that. But what confuses them is that I am the one to object.

"I find that very hard to believe that you would want me to join if it weren't for-"

I stop there unsure of what this is and realizing that this is to public for this conversation. Oddly it is Banner to ask that question.

"So what is going on between you two?"

Steve and I look at each other for a moment, I see in Steve's eyes that he needs help with this, so I answer. I turn to Banner.

"I can not answer that."

He is about to speak but I go on.

"Correction, I will not answer that until I have a chance to discuss it with your Captain."

Banner thinks for a moment.

"I'm happy with that answer."

He gives me a smile and I nod in return. I look around the table as I ask my next question.

"Would anyone else like to ask a question?"

Barton opens his mouth but Romanoff gives him a quick glare and speaks for him.

"I think you should at least tell us your intentions."

I smirk at Steve and he blushes.

"I would love to say my intentions are innocent, but I know Steve wouldn't want me to lie."

Steve turns even redder, Thor laughs loudly clasping his hand hard on my shoulder. Stark gets up and leaves the room without a word. Steve stares after him looking guilty, but it is more than that and I feel myself growing jealous. What has gone on between Stark and my Steve? There is a cough and I turn to see Banner shaking his head at me. I had been scowling after Stark, and Banner is right, Steve does not need to see that. Banner is again the next to speak and I can't not for all of Asgard work out why he is being so helpful, my best guess is his friendship with Steve.

"Ok so obviously we aren't going to get anything sorted tonight, so I think Loki should stay in the spare room on our floor, that way Steve, Thor and I can keep an eye on him."

For the first time Barton looks away from Steve and glares at Banner.

"You want to let him stay in the tower?"

Banner shrugs.

"He can just pop in anyway."

Romanoff gets up dragging Barton with her and they leave for their floor. Thor gets up next and leads me towards the lift.

"Come brother let me show you your room."

I nod and glance back at Steve talking to Banner, he smiles softly at me and nods for me to go. As the doors close Thor turns to me and asks with an unusually soft voice

"You seem to really care for the Captain?"

I let out a sigh not looking at him.

"Yes I suppose I do."

Thor begins to grin.

"It seems he is very fond of you as well."

I can't help but smile remembering us laying on the grass, the sun warming us, how he looked hovering over me for that long moment, his breath on my skin and when his lips finally met mine. I feel the same heat flowing though my body and my lips tingle at the memory. The doors open, Thor guides me out with his hand on my back and I can't help but notice my lack of hatred for the oaf. The room we are in looks like a large living area surrounded by four doors, the first on the left is Banners, then the empty one, Steve's and then Thor's. After pointing them out he walks me to my new room and shows me the bathroom, bedroom and living area.

"Thank you for showing me to my room Thor."

He grins and picks me up for one final hug and then leaves.

"I am glad you are here."

He turns to leave but stops in his tracks when he hears me.

"If you mention any of this to anyone I will not hesitate to kill you, but I think I may grow to not loath this place as well."

He smiles warmly.

"Goodnight brother."

Thor leaves and I am alone. I think about turning into a fly and going to spy on the Captain but even if I was sure Jarvis could not track me Steve has asked me to trust him. I sit on the bed unrelaxed. This room is so similar to Steve's just plain and empty. This night has been excruciating, long and awkward, but a tad surprising. Barton being angry was to be expected but I had thought it would be directed at me not Steve. And Stark, something has gone on there, if he has touched my Steve there will be hell to pay. I have had too much of what is mine taken away I will destroy anyone who would dare take him from me.

I fall back laying on the bed. These feelings scare me. I have never been one to be jealous with a lover before. Though I have never moved this achingly slow before. Two years for just one kiss, two very tormentingly long years. But Steve was right it was very good kiss, how it held so much passion when it was so innocent I'm not sure I will ever understand.

At least Banner seems friendly, maybe he sees what I have always known we have in common, that with both have a monster within. I wish I could hear what they are talking about, well I assume they are speaking of me, but I would love to hear what their thoughts on that topic are. It has been quite a long time, perhaps Steve has just gone to bed without coming to speak to me. No after all this time he would not just cast me aside like that. But maybe it would not hurt if I go check his room to see if he is back, surely that would not hurt. I get up and walk to my new front door and as my hand reaches for the doorknob.

"Pardon me Loki but Mr Stark has requested that you not leave your room."

I look up to Jarvis only for a brief second forgetting he was there.

"Well then Jarvis did Stark say when I could leave?"

"Putting it politely he said you can happily leave the tower whenever you wish, but you are not allowed to walk around the tower without an Avenger present."

"Ah So I am to be baby sat. Well can you tell me where the Captain is at this moment?"

"Mr Rogers is still currently talking to Dr Banner on the common level."

"Thank you Jarvis."

"If you have any other questions please let me know."

I walk back to the bed and lay down on top of the sheets. I am sure he will come. I just have to trust him.