A Tale of Mischief and Mutants

Feels Like Home

—-Sam—-

Moving back to New Asgard feels like returning home. The only good part of being in New York had been Peter's consistent visits. I even got to meet Ned, who excitedly told me about his new job at S.H.I.E.L.D being 'the guy in the chair but with a salary'.

Despite my attempts to suppress the feeling I feel at home here. My heart is torn I don't want to leave when my papers go through but at the same time I miss my old home and desperately want to go back. I can't imagine sleeping alone though. I don't know if I can do this without Loki.

We walk along the streets of Tønsberg not having to fear the snarky remarks or hateful glares. On the contrary people here seem to like us some even go out of their way to show kindness like opening a door or doing something as simple as giving a smile. I feel more confident here and brave to wonder away from Loki at some of our favorite shops and restaurants.

My nightmares haven't gone away they still trouble me and honestly I don't know how to make them stop. Part of me feels broken inside. I hate it. I don't want therapy but even Loki's brought it up to me. I guess I just don't want to address those memories. I'd rather burry them and never think about them again.

I'm beginning to move past the rejection of my family. I realize now that though I'd changed my name I'd never really gotten over them but now I can move on. Maybe someday I'll reconnect with Mary but she really doesn't need my kind of chaos in her life. High school's hard enough without her worrying about me and all my problems.

If she was in danger I'd go back to help her my parents however are worth nothing more to me than a random stranger is. I'm done with them. It's mid afternoon when we get the call from Fury a huge Hydra facility has just been found they have super powered beings under their control and the situation is quickly turning into an 'Avengers level threat.'

I can't help but smile a little it's about damn time to get back into action. When I'm in battle that seems to be the only time I'm completely unafraid. I feel like my old self again. Loki's watching me with anticipation he knows I've been working on some armor for a mission and I haven't let him see it yet.

I smile, finally I have a way to make him flustered. I change my clothes with the spell. My armor is like his own in color. The metal pieces are gold, I'm wearing a green cape and the rest of the armor is black with gold and green accents throughout. He stares at me completely in awe. His mouth hangs open a bit. I smirk knowing I finally have something to say that will drive him crazy.

"You better stop looking at me that way or I won't be responsible for what happens next."

He's taken aback by my flirtatiousness and his face goes red. I've been working on that one for a while. I've been getting braver and braver when it comes to this aspect of our relationship slowly working myself up to being comfortable with doing more than just kissing and holding hands. We haven't done anything yet but we're getting there slowly. He smiles mischievously.

"And what would that be?"

"Why don't you come over here and find out?"

He comes over to me and I pull him down by the collar of his suit and kiss him deeply and intensely. A knock at the door interrupts us. We both share an annoyed look knowing exactly who's here. Thor.

"Fury said we had to be there within the next half hour that was more than 20 minuets ago are you guys coming?"

"Apparently not."

Loki mutters under his breath I stifle my laughter then jab him with my elbow. I answer Thor.

"Yeah we'll be right out!"