VALERIA'S POV
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I opened the door. Loki was standing there, his eyes slightly bloodshot and puffy.

"Loki were you... We're you crying?" I asked.

He didn't answer just walked in. I closed the door behind him.

"What's up?" I tried to sound casual.

"Why do you push me away?" He asked, his voice cracking slightly.

"Loki.." I mumble.

"Please, be honest." Loki begged.

All I wanted to do was hug him. He looked and sounded so hurt it was unreal.

"I'm scared.." I said barley any louder than a whisper.

Loki looked up from his hands and to me.

"Scared of what?" He asked. I didn't reply.

"Scared of me?" He asked.

"No." I said almost as soon as the words left Loki's mouth.

"Then what are you afriad of?" He asked.

I bit my lip and swollowed the lump in my throat.

"Myself.. of hurting you.. of hurting everyone.. I told you what happened in Iraq.. what's to stop that from happening again." I almost mumbled the last part.

Loki stodd up and took a stop twards me. I took a step back. "I can't fully control my power Loki." I said.

"I do not care." He said stepping closer. "Loki stop." I said in a Stern voice. He stopped.

"I-if I..if I.. killed you, or anyone from S.H.I.E.L.D I couldn't live with myself.." I could barley force myself to say the word kill.

"Valeria, your not going to kill anyone." Loki said softly. "You don't know that!" I snapped.

"I could be fighting off some enemy and accidentally hit someone! Or I could be in a situation where my emotions are running wild and I'm not hinking straight, and I wouldn't be able to control myself!" I yelled.

Loki looked at me sympathetically.

"Then let me help you stay in control." Loki said gently.

"No! What if I hurt you while your trying to help me!?" I yelled, tears falling down my face at this point.

I kept yelling about killing the people I love on aceident in different situations, I didn't realize how close Loki had managed to get to me.

Loki wrapped his arms around me. I didn't resist I hugged him close and soaked his shirt with tears, he didn't seem to care.

Loki led me over to my bed, hugging me the whole way and sat down on the corner of it.

I sat on Loki's lap, clinging to him while I was trying to calm down.

After about twenty minutes I had gotten my shit together, but I was still sitting wrapped in Loki's arms.

I loved this feeling. I could hear his steady heart beat and he gently ran his hands through my blonde hair.

I smiled slightly to myself and started playing with the collar of his shirt.

Loki must have noticed my change in mood because he pushed me away just enough to look at me.

"Better?" He asked.

I nodded. "Ya.." I sighed.

"What time is it?" I asked. Loki looked at my alarmclock, which I never actually used as an alarm.

"It says ten-fortyfive." Loki said.

"Shit." I mumbled. I yawned. "No wonder I'm so fucking tired." I said quietly as I laid my head down on Loki's shoulder.

"Do you want me to leave?" Loki asked. That just made me cling tighter to him.

"No.." I mumbled. "Stay." I commanded tiredly.

Loki laid me down and took off his shoes. I had curled up under the covers in the time it took him to do that.

Loki crawled in next to me.and held me close.

I smiled and nuzzled into his chest.

No nightmares plauged my dreams for the first time since before I inlisted.