Soulbonds and Fairy Dust

Chapter 2

The fae lady showed up to another fight with the team. It was getting more and more dangerous as Loki was keeping an eye out for her. It was difficult to get in and out without being caught, especially as he had the habit of dropping everything to confront her the moment she arrived at the battle. He very nearly caught her and would have, had he been trying to hurt her.

If he hadn't been trying to restrain her instead of actually harming her.

She had to be more careful.

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A few days later, she was leaving the coffee shop with her takeout cup of morning desperation, and admittedly wasn't exactly paying attention to where she was walking. And maybe reading a news article on her phone while she was walking wasn't the best idea ever when walking out of the shop onto the busy street.

Granted, people usually didn't walk that close to the building, not wanting to get hit by the doors of the shops on the street.

So it was a series of unfortunate events that led to her walking into the thin, extremely well-dressed man in the all-black suit. She only barely avoided spilling her coffee on him, and it was battle reflexes and her supernatural abilities that managed that. She knew he was well dressed when she saw his shiny black dress shoes, which were the first thing in her vision since she'd been looking at her phone. His hand reached out to steady her as her face show up to see how angry he was."Oh gods, I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" she asked him quickly.

She blanched when she saw the too familiar raven black hair, pale skin, and bright green eyes of Loki. Of course, she recognized him from seeing him every battle she helped out in.

She saw his expression change from the frustrated anger of being bumped into, to recognition, to interest, excitement. He smirked, his hand was still on her arm, over her coat, appearing as if he were supporting her from bumping into him, but there was a slight shift of his hand so he was keeping her from fleeing before he was ready for the conversation to be over. At least it would be more difficult for her to escape without drawing unwanted attention.

"Well, this is certainly a surprise," he told her pleasantly, his too-familiar accent so pleasant to her ears. She felt the strange desire to relax at his purred words. And she had to fight it, fight not to let herself get drawn in to him.

What the Hel? Odin's beard, why was he so familiar?

"What are you doing here, Lady Fae?" He asked pleasantly, still with no intention of letting her go.

She took a nervous step back, but he wasn't being outwardly hostile, so she gave him a very tentative smile and held up her coffee. "Getting coffee, your highness" she replied. She was cautious of him, but she also knew who he was, besides just from the alien attack. She did her research on the team after all. Plus it annoyed her that he was so familiar.

There was so much she had blocked from her memory to keep herself and others safe. She knew that much, but not what those memories contained. She hadn't dared figure out the magic to retrieve them again.

She'd had to lock them away in order to survive.

Loki raised an eyebrow. He clearly wasn't used to being called by his title on Earth. "So you know who I am. Good. That'll make this a bit easier," he told her and seemed to be plotting while his hand moved down her arm to wrap viselike around her wrist, still on top of her coat, but she still wasn't escaping without a fight. He wasn't hurting her, but he wasn't letting her get out of talking with him either.

"That'll make what easier exactly?" she asked him warily. She could break his grip on her wrist if she really wanted to. But she had to admit that she was intrigued about why he seemed so familiar. And they were in public and the last thing she wasn't to do was cause a scene.