Ashes (MCU/Loki fan fic)

Fate

He looked at the cuffs and slightly smiled but it faded and he looked to you.

"You're letting them take you-"

"You want me to put the hammer down!?" You heard Thor yell but ignored.

"They caught me." He said.

"They didn't. You let them." You said. He slightly chuckled, as if you were naive.

Without a second thought, you slapped him across the face. He faltered for a second then looked back to you not moving his head. His jaw slightly tensed as if he was mad by hurt.

"Do not laugh at me like I am a dull child."

You heard footsteps and knew he others were coming.

He slightly dropped his head still looking at you with his jaw dropped. You knew you hit him hard.

"I've heard that you killed 80 people in two days, stole an eyeball for some sort of stability agent for the Tesseract then you let these Midgardian soldier capture you and for what cause." You snapped.

He raised his eyebrows at you slightly as if he was sad. You'd never been anything but nice to him. Even after all he'd done.

You clenched your jaw angrily.

"What happened to you 'Nala?" He barely whispered. You heard the footsteps grow closer and you grabbed his shoulder forcing him forward turning to the others.

You saw Thor standing between who you knew to be Iron man and Captain America.

"So, have you got a ship or not?"

-

You stood between to the metal man and the captain. Thor sat near by. Death staring at Loki. But his eyes were on you.

As were the caps and Starks.

You looked over at stark, he slightly nodded. You looked to cap and he looked away.

You sighed and kept looking forward.

"So, you're asgardian too ?" Stark asked. You nodded.

"More or less." You said shortly.

It was quiet again. "You've got a-" he said and reached his hand towards your hair- you quickly reacting by summoning a knife to your hand and pressing it firmly against his palm. He stopped moving and stared at you.

Loki did too, slightly shook by your newly found sketchiness of being touched.

You gently pushed against his palm as he slowly pulled it away. There was a small leaf in your hair. That's all he was saying.

You turned and walks to the back of he jet facing the hatch, back to all of them.

Loki continued to stare. Examining what bits of scars he could spot that weren't covered by your armor, which was little to none.

You use to love when people played with your hair. Which he knew. Or when people rubbed your scalp. You use to love being touched or hugged or cuddled with.

Thor walked to Tony. You kept your back to them fiddling with your knife.

"She doesn't like to be touched." Thor said to Tony quietly. You couldn't hear them. Loki's attention turned to their conversation, and he put up a magic shield near you, where you could not hear them speak.

"I see that." Tony said bitterly. Thor frowned slightly. "She doesn't mean harm, she's a lovely woman. She-" he said and looked down.

"She went through a lot, she's been scarred in more ways than to could list in the past three years..." he whispered. Loki soaked in each word.

His brain racked, wondering what had happened to you.

"Some sort of PTSD?" Captain asked. Thor nodded some. "She is very kind, she will warm up to you." Thor finished and walked back to his seat.

Loki turned to Thor. "What happened to her-" Thor slammed his fist into seat next to him indicating Loki to hush, and Loki's spell fell from you.

You jumped slightly at the noise, and your break quickened for a second, but you kept it under control before anyone noticed and continued facing the hatch.

"Were here." Tony said.

-

You reached the shield helli carrier. Loki was escorted by a dozen shield soldiers. Shackles head to toe. You followed the others, parting from him.

You were shown to a large table where several people stood. Including Phil Coulson, whom you'd had a quick word with when Loki had first sent the destroyer to Midgard.

"Thor, Shivanaala, it's good to see you again." Phil said. You smiled to him.

"Son of coul." You Smiled. You were being sarcastic, remembering Thor's mistake in calling him that in your first visit.

You morphed into comfortable leather tunic and pants. Leaving your hair down.

-

After a lot of what the midgardians called debriefing, you were free to walk about the craft. You, walking towards Loki's cage.

You entered the small room silently. The cage was glass, a circular type, which would drop him from the craft in a cage if he scratched it. A small build in type cot in the side.

He was pacing. With his back to you as you stepped silently to the side of the cage.

You watched him for a moment as he continued to pace with his face down.

Then he froze. He turned over his shoulder and looked to you. And gave you a devilish smirk.

"Well well," he said and slowly stepped towards the glass. A devilish smirk played at your lips right back to him.

"It seems our fate was to meet again, even after the abyss." He smirked and stepped to the glass.

"You say our, my fate seems to bring me back to you just to see me annoyed." You played. You both slowly began to chuckle and you put your forehead to the glass, he stepped as close at possible to it and looked down to you smiling.

You looked back up to him.

Then, your smiled faded. This wasn't the Loki you'd grew up with. The one you grew to like. You stepped back from the glass.
And without another word, you turned, leaving a  hurt Loki, and a small piece of your heart dropping into the cage as well.