Now that Loki had his powers back, Tony thought it okay to fly back to Malibu. He had grown quite accustomed to Stark Tower, but his real home was in California, and he really did need to get back to work. Now that he had more knowledge about his reactor technology and how close it was to magic he could go even further in his clean energy campaign, putting himself even higher than his already struggling opponents.

Since Pepper was the CEO of the company there was less paperwork and formal things for him to do, and he could focus on his experiments in the workshop more than he would have been able to, which was an unforeseen perk of handing over the reins of his company as a dying man.

It had taken a while for Tony to find everything that he wanted to pack to take back with him, and Loki had sat on the bed staring at him with an amused expression on his face. The small amount of things that Loki needed were packed in one small bag in the blink of an eye, and Tony suspected the god had cheated using magic. Not that Tony wouldn't cheat given the chance, but it still bugged him that Loki was making him suffer through the terrible process of packing. When they finally got everything that they needed packed and ready to go they hailed a taxi and made their way to the airport, where a private Stark jet would be waiting for them.

"You know, I could just teleport us to your other home," Loki said as they exited the taxi.

"Yes, but you have never been on a private jet before, and it is an experience that you will never forget," Tony commented as they made their way to the small jet on the runway.

They boarded the jet using the small walkway that was folded down and stepped inside to find Happy sitting in one of the seats with a huge smile on his face. "Tony!" he yelled, giving Tony a large bear hug that he was not able to get away from. Happy pulled away, noticing that they were not alone, that Loki was standing behind them looking awkward.

"Hey, Happy, this is my…um…friend, Loki," Tony said, ushering Loki further into the jet. "Loki, this is my…personal assistant, and chauffer, Happy Hogan."

Happy held out his hand to shake with Loki, and Loki seemed to take it reluctantly. Once that slightly awkward moment was over, Happy startled talking Tony's ear off about what had been happening back home since Tony was in New York and how boring everything had been without him. They all sat down in the leather seats, Happy sitting across from Tony at the little table and Loki sitting next to Tony across the aisle. Loki hadn't said a word since they had boarded the jet and was sitting there silently staring out the window as the jet sped down the runway.

Happy noticed that Tony was no longer looking at him, and also looked over at Loki. "So, Loki, is it? How do you know Tony?" Happy asked Loki, trying to establish some sort of conversation with the god.

Loki glanced over at them and then sighed. "Well, he assisted in stopping me from taking over the world."

Happy's mouth was slightly open, and he gave Tony a confused look. "What?"

A smile curved on Loki's mouth, and he continued on, unphased. "I went back to my home realm and was going to be put in a cell for a long time, but then the same creatures that I led to attack New York wanted revenge, so they came and attacked my home. I barely escaped with my life, and was mortally wounded when I arrived here on Earth. I landed in Stark Tower and Tony saved my life. I have been staying with him since."

Happy opened and closed his mouth a few times. "Realm?" he finally managed.

"Yes, I am from the Realm Eternal, Asgard, home of the gods," Loki explained, examining his nails in disinterest.

Tony liked the astonished look that Happy was giving the both of them, and decided that he would go right along with it. "He's not lying, you know."

Happy caught on to the one thing that he could pick up on. "You helped and harbored a known criminal, one that you fought?"

Tony shrugged. "He was almost unconscious and was bleeding all over my floor. I didn't really have much else to do with him, and he was not a US criminal anymore. We gave him to Asgard for punishment, and the king there allowed him to go free."

"How long ago did this happen?"

Tony ticked off the time in his head. "About two and a half months ago."

"And he is still with you? And coming back to Malibu with you?"

"Well, he helped on an Avengers project and that ate up some time. And, we're kind of seeing each other."

Happy choked heavily on the large swig of coffee that he had just put in his mouth, and then proceeded to stare at Tony with, first, an expression of suspicion, and then dawning horror. "You're not kidding, are you?" he said.

"No, as much as Tony likes to fool around and joke, this is not one of his tricks. I have to admit that it would be a funny one if it was a trick," Loki said, smiling knowingly at Tony.

"But, I don't understand, Tony," Happy said, nonplussed. "Does Pepper know about this?"

"Yeah, it took Pepper some time, but she gave us her blessing," Tony responded. "After she got over thinking that I had gone crazy she decided that we were good together and that there was no stopping it."

Happy visible relaxed, even if he was still shaken. If Pepper was in on Tony's little schemes then there couldn't be anything that wrong with them. Pepper always saw to it that Tony was alive and well. And it wasn't for him to try to talk Tony out of something. That was a feat that almost nobody could pull off and stay sane.

"I really did think you were more of a ladies' man," Happy mumbled as he sipped his coffee.

"The ladies need a break from Tony Stark," Tony said cheerily. "If not a permanent reprieve."

"Yeah, Tony, say that to comfort yourself," Happy said, staring out the window in thought.

The rest of the flight was a good amount more comfortable then the first thirty minutes now that the proverbial ice had been broken. After Tony had told Loki that they could trust Happy with secret information Loki startled talking all about his home, magic, and how he had gotten to where he was now. Loki was talented at weaving stories, his words taking life and making Tony feel like he was there with the Chaos God, feeling the hopelessness and anger that Loki had felt. Even though Tony knew the story, it was still interesting to hear how Loki had fallen off the bride in Asgard and ended up an outcast with nowhere to go. The Other brought him in and bargained with him about using the tesseract to open a portal to Earth and take over using their Chitauri. Loki talked about how he had been deep in anger and resentment and needed an outlet, about how none of that anger was within him anymore.

He was without a place for quite some time, waiting to find somewhere he could go where they would not resent him for his heritage and his actions. It was almost as a last resort that he had found himself with the Other and started making plans with them. It was seen as his last beacon of hope, of purpose. His failure had not been much of a shock to him, as he had known that the whole idea of taking over the world was not the best one, but that seemed just the right bargain to make. The only downside was the fact that the Chitauri would search him out to exact their revenge if he should fail, and that had been what had happened when he had landed with Tony.

"So basically, landing in Stark Tower was the best thing to have happened to me. I have regained a little bit of purpose in my life and am no longer seen as the monster that tried to take over the Earth," Loki finished.

"Whoa," Happy whispered, pretty much summing up what Tony felt as well. It was a heartbreaking thing, Loki's story, and to see how much better he was now was quite an amazing thing. Thor had told Tony all of Loki's story, but hearing it from Loki's mouth made it more real and tragic.

"So, magic is real and all?" Happy asked.

Loki smiled, and his clothing fizzled to reappear as his Asgardian armor, helmet and all. It was odd seeing him like this in the modern surrounding that was Tony's private jet. Happy's eyes widened. "Whoa."

Loki chuckled and his clothing went back to normal. "Had it not been for my magic, Tony would be quite dead."

Happy looked over at Tony. "Explain."

"During the Avengers project a building fell on top of the both of us and cracked my arc reactor. He pulled me out of the building and used his magic to power the device," Tony explained, and then pulled back his jacket to reveal the glowing circle under his shirt that was now glowing green.

"Whoa."

"This human is a genius," Loki said, pointing a thumb at Happy, who glared at him. Happy turned back to Tony.

"Yeah, he does remind me of you."

XxX

That afternoon Tony took Loki on the grand tour of his Malibu mansion, showing him the workshop last, knowing that Loki would probably like that the most. He was not wrong, either. Tony punched in the passcode to the glass door and it slid open, waving Loki inside with a flourish.

"Welcome to the place where I practically live my life," Tony said, and he couldn't help the smile that camped on his face at being back in his workshop. He also loved the look of awe that was on Loki's face at seeing the Iron Man suits lining the one wall, the huge bank of computers, and the large worktable that was littered with the many projects that Tony was working on.

"Welcome home, sir," JARVIS chimed in.

"It's good to be back," Tony said, and he walked over to his bank of computers. They were all showing different model sports cars, but when he waved his hand they became the latest designs that he was working on, including the suit designs that he had started working on over in New York. JARVIS had transferred the files here no problem, and he pulled a few up and started making alterations immediately.

"These computers are even more advanced than the ones in New York," Loki commented, walking up to stand beside Tony.

"Told you," Tony said, glancing at Loki with a smile on his face, and then turning back at his computer with a frown. "Why can't I seem to get this right?" he mumbled, starting at his suit design. He could not for the life of him figure out what he was missing.

"What are you trying to achieve?" Loki asked him, peering at the projections.

"Well, when I fell out of the portal after depositing the nuke there, I was unconscious from lack of oxygen. If Bruce hadn't of grabbed me out of the air I would have died. I am trying to figure out a way for the suit to land me safely without needing me to guide it."

Loki scratched his chin, thinking. "I might have a few suggestions," Loki said, and then he proceeded to fiddle with the projection of the Iron Man suit for a few minutes, and then turned to the programming for the suit's computer system and changed a few things. He leaned back from it with a smile on his face. "That should work."

Tony looked at it closely at what Loki had changed, and then looked back at Loki with his mouth open in surprise. "Okay, mister Norse God. How in the world? How can you, a god who barely has any experience with technology, fix the programming and mechanics of my suit when even I, Tony Stark, genius, can't?"

Loki shrugged. "I was blaringly obvious what was wrong with it. You hadn't matched up the new programming with the blasters just right, and now that you have that new energy in your arc reactor magic can come into play a little bit, of which I am the expert."

Tony scratched the side of his face, blinking a few times. "Well, you sure showed me," he mumbled, turning off his computers with a wave of his hand. He didn't like that little smug grin that Loki was giving him, and Tony decided that Loki would pay for it later; he just needed to figure out how. Tony and Loki left the workshop, the lights automatically turning off as they left. Tony would alter the suit tomorrow when he wasn't feeling so jetlagged.

A/N so I can't believe that this story has 1.77k reads. And I had fun writing this chapter cause of happy. I want to say thank you for reading my story. And on Halloween there is going to be a special chapter it might be just fluff or smut I haven't figured out how I want it to end.