Who are you? (A Loki Love Story)

Chapter Thirty Nine - Lazy Day Part One

               "D7"

        "Miss."
        "Dang it." I mutter under my breath. Loki and I were sitting in the living room, in our pajamas (No! nothing happened! sickos.....), because we had finally woken up at 10:30 am and I had called a lazy day. That meant, pajamas all day, movies, games, ordering pizza, and just plain relaxing.
        I had taught Loki how to play Battleship, since it was one of the easiest games to learn, and now, in our third game, he was whooping my butt. How? I had absolutely no clue. But it was annoying the crap out of me because I had made a bet with him, having no clue that he would catch on this quickly.
        I adjusted my fuzzy pajama shorts and my "221B baker street" pajama top nervously while he studied his board. He smirks up at me.
        "'E3" He says smugly. I sigh.
        "Hit." He sits up and cross his arms, waiting expectantly. "You sunk my battleship." I say after a moment. "How in the world did you beat me?" I ask, surprised.
        "Ah, ah, ah. I won." He says, still smirking. I roll my eyes.
        "Do I have to?"
        "You made a wager." He says. I sigh. "It's not that bad, is it?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.
        "No, it's the fact that I lost a bet." I grumble, sliding over so that i'm sitting next to him. He laughs, and I roll my eyes. "Come here." I say with a smile.
        Instead of leaning down like I thought he would, he grabs me across the waist, placing me so that I'm in his lap. I give a little yelp of surprise, and Loki just chuckles. I smile and lean forward, pecking him on the nose. "There." I say with a smug smile of my own.
        "Not quite good enough." He says. I sigh.
        "Fine." I lean down and kiss him on the cheek. "There." I say again. He rolls his eyes before cupping my face in his hands, bring my lips forward to meet his. He kissed me deeply, and we both got lost within it. My fingers got tangled in his hair, and his hands trailed down my back, pressing me as close to him as possible. I finally broke off for air, and Loki just started to trail kisses down my neck, searching for my soft spot. My breath hitched when he found it, and I pulled his head back up so my lips could touch his again. We started kissing again, and suddenly I was on the floor, Loki over me. I could feel the electricity between us, and all I wanted in that moment was for him to kiss me again. He leaned down, and his lips softly brushed mine-
        "Miss Crest?" Loki and I both jerk up, snapping to attention.
        "Uhh. Yes, Jarvis?" I respond a moment later, after my head stops spinning.
        "My system is being overridden, and there is a group of people coming up the elevator." My eyes widen, and Loki and I both jump to our feet, whirling around to see the lights that marked the elevators progress was clicking up to this floor. "I have slowed the elevator speed as much as I can, but they will be here in twenty seven point three seconds, Miss Crest." Jarvis continues.
        "Go turn on the sink, now!" I yell, a plan instantly forming in my head. "Plug the sink, I need water." Loki didn't hesitate, sprinting over to the sink in Tony's bar area and flipping the handle, putting the stopper in the sink.
        "Fifteen seconds, Miss." Jarvis says.
        "When that fills up, cut the water and yell. I'll stall." I say, prepping fireballs into both of my hands. Loki's jaw clenches, but he gives a short nod. I knew that he wanted to be the one protecting me, but he knew that he'd be of more use where he was.
        "Five seconds , Miss. I've tried to contact Mr. Stark, but they have blocked my communications. I'm sorry Miss Crest." If a program could sound genuinely sorry, it would be Jarvis.
        "It's okay Jarvis." I say, aiming.
        The doors open, and when they are wide enough, I start to send fireball after fireball. The group of people in the elevator all hit the floor, and the flames disappear on contact with the wall. I still don't have a clear view of who it is in the elevator, but I keep throwing the fireballs, not letting them get up. "Sophie!" I hear Loki yell. I pause and switch tactics, giving myself a second to move forward and to move the water out of the sink and near me. One of the men start to lift their head a little off the floor, and I use the water to start throwing daggers at them, each one becoming embedded in the back wall of the elevator.
        I see the barrel of a gun start to rise up, when a hand suddenly bats it away. "No guns Ward!" I hear a familiar voice yell. I hesitate with my next throw, the voice having unnerved me.
        "Phil?" I ask cautiously after a minuet, arm still poised to throw. I see a familiar face pop up, arms raised.
        "We surrender." Phil Coulson says in a playful, slightly scared tone. I laugh and hang my head in relief. I send the rest of the water back to the sink, and start towards the elevator, where Phil is standing up, brushing himself off.
        "Phil, it's been a while." I say with a smile, giving him a big hug. He laughs and hugs back. "You know, overriding Jarvis tends to make people panic. Especially if they're already on high alert." I scold, and Phil rolls his eyes. He gives me the traditional once over, eyebrows raising at my hair. He starts to say something, but I cut him off. "Yes, my hair is green. No, it was not my choice. Yes, I have tried to get it out. No, it obviously did not work." He laughs again.
        "I was just going to say that it was nice to see you again too, but that does answer a few questions." I look around, and see that the rest of the group is finally getting up off the floor. Three of them I didn't know, but two of them I did.
        "Fitz! Simmons! I didn't see you guys!" I exclaim, helping them both up.
        "Well, you were a little busy." Fitz says in a nervous, teasing tone. I laugh, and then see how much damage I had actually done.
        "Tony's going to kill me." I groan, walking to the back wall of the elevator and starting to yank the daggers out. There are about fifteen embedded in the wall. "Here, hold  these for a moment." I say, handing a few to both scientists.
        "I-uh-oh. Okay then." Simmons says, taking them. When they actually are holding them, they both glance at each other before observing thee daggers much closer. "What- What are these made of?" She asks, squinting at them.
        "Water." I say. "Here, you three can hold these. Make yourselves useful." I hand more daggers to the three startled people. One of them, a girl with long brown hair, looked very familiar.
        "They do look like water, but what materials are they made of?" Fitz asks, holding one up to the light.
        "I just told you, water." I give one to Phil, before yanking the last two out of the wall. I walk out of the elevator and head towards the now empty sink. I drop my daggers in, and take the rest of them from the group following me.
        "But they can't be made out of water." Fitz says in a matter-of-fact tone.
        "Just watch the sink." I say, backing up next to Phil so that the rest of the group can crowd around the sink. I release the energy, and Phil and I begin to laugh at the startled looks on his team's faces.
        "I always love watching people's reactions to that." Phil says, still laughing a little.
        "Is that why you didn't warn your team about me?" He shrugs nonchalantly.
        "It's a possibility." He says, and I roll my eyes.
        "So, who are the three agents?" I ask. "I'm assuming that they are the rest of your little super team?"
        "Agent May." The smallest woman stands up straighter, looking me in the eye, and nods, a cold expression on her face. "Agent Ward." The tallest man in the group nods towards me. I don't know why, but he makes me feel slightly uneasy.
        "The one who tried to shoot me." I say, nodding my head back. Phil laughs and nods.
         "And-"
        "Skye, right?" I say suddenly. The girl who was familiar looks at me, startled.
        "Um. Yes? Do I know you?" She asks uneasily.
        "You probably don't remember me. I was hitchhiking, and you offered to take me into New York, but I was heading the other way." I say, and recognition flashes in her eyes.
        "Oh! I do remember you! Glad you got back okay."
        "Thanks." I say with a small smile.
        "Guys, this is Sophie Crest." Phil says. "More commonly known as Blaze." Ward raises his eyebrows at that, and looks over at me with new respect. Skye's mouth drops into a little 'o' before she snaps it shut a moment later. May just keeps the same expression. Fitz and Simmons are just examining the sink, making sure that their eyes hadn't played tricks on them.
        "It wasn't a trick!" I call out to them.
        "Well, excuse us if we want to make sure." Fitz says sarcastically from under the sink.
        "So, not to be rude or anything, but what are you all doing here?" I ask. Phil gives me a funny expression.
        "Natasha was supposed to tell you that we were coming. She said that she'd inform you on your video chat." He says, confused. "Though by how you reacted, I'm going to assume that it never happened." I rub the back of my neck.
        "I may have cut the video short." I say.
        "What? Why?" Phil asks, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
        "It's...... complicated." I finally say. He raises an eyebrow at that, but lets it go.
        "Well, anyway, we've been going around doing different missions for a while, and we are staying here for a few weeks." He says. I look up at him, surprised.
        "Here, as in Stark Tower?" I ask, clarifying. Phil nods. "Why?" He hesitates. Only slightly, but I see it.
        "It's kind of a break for us."
        "He's lying." I hear Loki say. I look up, and he has just walked back through the kitchen door. May and Ward whirl around, instantly having their guns trained on Loki. Loki raises his eyebrows at me, and lifts his hands up in surrender, reminding me of the night we were picked up in Germany.
        "Coulson, is that who I think it is?" Ward asks over his shoulder, keeping his attention on Loki. Phil starts to walk forward.
        "Well, if it isn't the god of stabbing people through the chest." He says, and I can't help but laugh. I walk up and stand between Loki and the agents. I notice that Fitz, Simmons, and Skye are all standing warily at the back of the group.
        "Guns down." I say, motioning to May and Ward. Neither of them listen, and I put my hands on my hips, waiting for an answer.
        "That's the guy who destroyed New York." Ward says.
        "No. Really? I thought he was just some random psychopath we were being forced to watch." I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "Of course it's him! Now put your guns down!" They all look at me a little curiously, and May and Ward look to Coulson for orders.
        "Put them down. He's mostly powerless." They slowly put their guns back in the holsters, staying on high alert. We stand in silence for a few moments, and I am fidgeting under the amount of tension in the room.
        "Agent Coulson, your bags have arrived. Would you like for me to place them on the guest floor?" Fitz, Simmons, Skye, and Ward all jump at Jarvis, and I laugh.
        "Please." Coulson responds.
        "They will be waiting for you." Jarvis says.
        "Thanks Jarvis!" I say. "He's the AI. He pretty much runs the house." I explain.
        "That is so cool!" Simmons exclaims. She and Fitz start to talk about creating an AI for 'the bus', whatever that was, and I noticed Skye looking at Loki and I funnily.
        "What's up, Skye?" I ask.
        "Um, no offence but...." She trails off, as if she doesn't know how to phrase what she's asking. "Why are you both in your pajamas? It's nearly one in the afternoon."
        "Wait, wait." Phil says, and I gesture for him to go on. "You're in your pajamas, you have a board game out, there are movies on the TV stand, and popcorn waiting to be popped on the counter." He says. "You called a lazy day." He accuses.
        "Possibly....." I trail off, rocking back and forth on my heels. He raises his eyebrows at me. "Okay, okay. You got me. I did. but now that you brought people we can play uno!" I say, and he groans playfully.
        "As long as I'm not next to you. You're merciless." He says with a laugh. We both walk out of the kitchen area, still talking, and leaving behind a very confused team and Loki.

Ok, this was going to be longer, and when I realized how long, I decided to split it into two chapters.  Please comment what you think, I love to hear your opinions!!!!!!!!!!! You guys are the best!!!!!!!