"We need eyes in the sky with a gun." Coulson ordered over the radio.
With a quick glance, Barton and I ran to the weapons trailer and grabbed our weapons. I grabbed my hand guns and Barton grabbed his bow. Together, we ran out of the trailer and into the rain. Barton grabbed my hand and threw me into the air lift, then jumped in himself.
As we ascended, Barton drew his bow and I cocked my hand guns. I looked down through the plastic to the man we were meant to be following. He was quite buff, and had long hair. He seemed familiar. I watched with mild amusement as he took down anyone who came near him.
"One shot, one kill." Barton announced into the radio. "Just give the word, sir."
We watched as this man fought off the one of the best hand-to-hand fighters and won. He walked forward and into the crater. And as he grabbed the hammer, it didn't move. Barton and I relaxed, pointing our weapons at the ground.
"You know what, he was pretty good." Barton mumbled to me.
I nodded and jumped off the air lift as it touched the ground. I walked to the holding area, where Coulson would most likely take the man. He probably needed some help with the interrogation. I sat on a chair outside the cell and watched as Coulson talked to the man. Something was strangely familiar about the man.
When Coulson left the room, the man's lips moved in a way I knew too well.
"Sir," I said, standing up. "it's my turn."
Coulson nodded and I walked into the room. As soon as I closed the door, I snapped my fingers so that the mortals could not see what was going on.
I turned and faced the two men in the room.
"What the hell are you to doing here?" I demanded.
"Is that anyway to say hello to us?" Loki asked.
"I'm sorry." I apologised sarcastically. "Hello brothers, it has been a long time. But what the hell are you to doing here?"
"I had to see you both." Loki said.
"What's happened?" Thor asked. "Tell me! Is it Jotunheim? Let me explain to father-"
"Father is dead." Loki deadpanned.
"What?" Thor and I demanded.
"Your banishment, the threat of a new war, it was too much for him to bear." Loki explained. "You mustn't blame yourself. I know that you loved him. I tried to tell him so, but he wouldn't listen. It was cruel to put the hammer within your reach, knowing you could never lift it. The burden of the throne has fallen to me now."
"Can I come home?" Thor asked sadly.
"The truce with Jotunheim is conditional upon your exile." Loki sighed.
"But couldn't we find a way to-" Thor started.
"Mother has forbidden your return." Loki cut off. "You to sister."
"Why me?" I asked. "I came to Midgard to study, not as banishment."
"I know sister, but she has said you cannot return, in fear that you might continue the war against Jotunheim."
"I must leave." I said.
I opened and closed the door quickly. Walking at a fast pace to my room. As soon as I entered, I collapsed onto the bed.
Why has mother forbidden my return? Why would I start a war against Jotunheim? What has Loki got planned.
I looked up from my knees and became face to face with Loki.
"I know it burns you." He said. "To see Thor in pain, and not being able to return home."
"Brother, what do you suggest I do?" I asked. "I cannot return home. I am young. To the mortals I am just a woman with amazing abilities."
"Father never told you, did he?" Loki snarled happily. "He never told you that I am a Frost Giant did he? But no matter what, I still love you. And it has gone further that sibling love."
"Loki, I love you as a brother, and nothing will ever change that." I said.
"Will it always be that way?" he pulled me up so that my back lent against his chest. "Why can we not be more than siblings?"
"Loki, can we just sit?" I asked. "Just in each other's company."
"Of course." He smiled.
"Tell me a story." I requested.
"As you wish." He smiled.
For the rest of the night. I sat in my brother's arms as he told me stories from my time away from Asgard.