Needless to say when I got back things were a bit tricky.

A lot of shouting was underway when we arrived back on earth, Thor was tenser than I'd ever seen him and looked like he was about to blow up. It only got worse when we stood on the roof of the tower and Tony looked just as frustrated standing in his rubber ducky pajamas.

I suppose time worked differently because it was the dead of night when we returned, Nat looked tired but her brow still held a firm crease, Steve stood next to her with folded arms looking wide awake in a white singlet.

Bruce and Clint must be asleep,

"What do you mean it was a last-minute decision?!" Tony threw his hands up as I looked at the ground to pretend like I wasn't here. 

"I could not persuade him" Thor thundered and I felt Natasha pull me into a hug, 

"Hey, you alright?" she asked softly 

"Sorta" I mumbled into her dark band T, she pulled me at shoulders length and squinted at me as I sniffled and gave in "not really" I choked and she sighed and pulled me into her again.

"Would someone care to explain why at one in the morning Sparrow is being returned home so unhappy?" Steve jutt into the bickering billionaire and the thundering god,

"She has been banished as per his ruling" Thor looked pained to say it as he glanced to me 

"What? what could she have possibly done?" Tony looked exasperated, 

"She got on a ship with Loki unauthorized-"

"Are you kidding?"

Thor's jaw locked "I do not jest with you about this" Tony glared and scoffed, 

"and why on earth did he think to banish her for such a thing?! I bet it was reindeer game's Idea anyway!"

"Father is very strict on who Loki comes into contact with, after his invasion here he has been informed that we would closely monitor him, that he would not come close to resorting to his prior ways, it appears the stealing of the ship has pushed the last button and now he has separated the two in hopes to prevent him from slipping up again" 

Thor sounded exhausted as he relayed the information, he dragged a hand down his face and I could see the dark circles under his eyes, I can't imagine how tough-talking to Odin would have been. But all in all, he sounds like a total tool!

"Is that why he's not with you?"  Steve rose a brow and I gulped at the thought while Natasha rubbed my back in gentle circles. 

Thor nodded solemnly, "he has been restrained in a cell until father decides what to do with him-if anything" he grunted.

Natasha clicked her tongue "this is bullshit, those two are inseparable-"

"Nattt" I whined trying to block it out along with my reddening face when Tony started speaking up

"Oh I know, but how on earth will our vote matter against the ruler of that realm and his son, our choice dies out immediately, as much as I hate to say it-for Sparrows sake- I dont know if we will be able to get him back on earth." Tony glanced at me as I sniffled.

Thor let out a long sigh "I will continue to try and persuade him but much like my brother he is not easily persuaded it will take more time than I would like to admit to barter for Loki's release" 

I swallowed thickly but nodded in the dark, If anyone could try it would be Thor.

I wriggled out of Nat's arms and pushed myself into thors chest wrapping my arms around him tightly "Thank you for trying" I murmured into his night tunic as his arms came around me in return.

"Of course little Sparrow, I know how much he cares for you"

I dont think he does right now but...It's nice to hope so.

I stiffened when I rethought over the things he'd said before I was dragged away.

"I'd do anything for you, I hope you know that"

I know that we've known each other a while now I'd do anything for him too.

"Can you picture it? you and I together, I have"

Now that I can't explain, did he mean-together together? or just together? because there's like two meanings to that right?-RIGHT?

"The man who wins your heart will be so fortunate..."

Oh, Loki...

I sighed and stepped back from Thor fixing my messy hair and wiping under my eyes feeling them a little swollen from my crying and a bit sore, to be honest.

"Hey, Thor?"

"hm?"

SMACK

His head whipped to the side as he slowly turned it back to face the huffing girl far shorter than him, a sting coating the entire side of his left cheek.

"That's for contributing to hurting Loki, though you deserve worse I'm not the one who should be delivering that slap-and- Eicnar needs a promotion." 

'

It's been about a month now, and it is the longest month of my life. 

I thought things would blow over, hell maybe I'd forget about him. Not that I wanted to, however, I can't really do much from the tower, I'd snagged a few of his books from his room that was about Asgard, trying to find a way to get there.

But my attempts failed and my worry of being beheaded for stepping foot in the realm I still wasn't familiarised with overtook the drive to run into his arms and drag him back home by his ear.

I had, admittedly, admired his room a few hours ago when looking for some information, I know I shouldn't have, but I needed some sense that he wasn't just a figment of my imagination and that he really was here.

When I entered I kept my hands behind my back and told myself not to touch anything, he liked things tidy so I kept them that way, every three weeks coming in and dusting bits and bobs. 

Is that sad? it feels sad.

I eventually couldn't help myself as one book in particular lay on his bed for the entire month not touched, opened, or read from.

my twitching fingers eventually gave in to my desire to read. I plopped down on his charcoal bed sheets and opened the soft leather cover to the front page.

I stared at the blank thing before sighing and flicking to the next.

Put it down Sparrow.

It's not yours.

I closed it and smacked my forehead against it groaning loudly. But-I miss him.

 I flopped back on his bed, for a moment imagining him walking in with a scrunched brow as I pretended to be asleep. Before his anger smoothed and he bent down and pushed some hair from my forehead laying a chaste kiss on-

I sat up.

What-hold the phone. kiss?

Where the hell did that thought come from?

I covered my face with my hands and kicked my legs letting out a cry though no one could probably hear it.

"Miss Sparrow?" 

I let out a scream and jolted up and fell off the bed with a groan hissing at the pain that flared in my side as I rubbed it rolling onto my back, "Friday?" I called hesitantly after a moment of slowing my heart rate,

"Is there something wrong?" the robot tech voice answered me, I let out a sigh and turned my head, the book had fallen from my lap and opened on its side revealing a page that made my heart twang as words were hatefully scribbled on the page.

'if love is for the weak-'

"Friday...

what do you do if you've fallen for an angry, vengeful, Asgardian god?"

'-then I must be the weakest....but only for her.'

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