*two months later*

Hecate.

We were boarding the plane to San Francisco, California.
Our cover was compromised due to the S.H.I.E.L.D agents following me the day I met Loki.
Loki and I had grown rather close over the past two months, we'd seen each other almost everyday and I was also growing extremely fond of him.
So we'd decided to go to the United States together.

Loki.

I wondered if she'd noticed how much I'd come to like her.
I wondered if I even knew...
My plan would be vulnerable if I carried on this way. She was there for me to use. She was my weapon. Not my lover.
As the plane took off, I thought about how petty Midgardian transportation was. They needed to strap ropes around us because they didn't trust their technology and every one of their vehicles had the ability to kill them whether it was misused or not.
It was ridiculous how under evolved they were. They were puny. They needed to be ruled.
But first, I needed to take Asgard.

We landed in San Francisco. It was humid, I wasn't sure whether to take my coat off or not.
Hecate hailed a taxi and we got in. I was oblivious as to how she had become so adjusted to Midgardian life.
We reached our destination in the taxi, which looked to be a place of lodge, it was huge; fit for a king even. I would enjoy it here.
We checked in to what Hecate called the 'penthouse suite' and we were given a key card each and we walked to the elevator.

Hecate.

We got to the penthouse and as soon as the elevator doors opened, the sight was beautiful. The elevator was our front door, there was champagne set out on the kitchen counter to the left of the room, the living area just beyond that. The bedroom was to the right in a separate room and it had an en suite bathroom.
The room was dazzling.
I put my things on the couch and went out to the balcony. It had fallen dark rather quickly so the lights were on and we had a perfect view of the Golden Gate bridge.
I looked to my right and was startled to see a dark figure.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Ma'am, I am Nick Fury; director of S.H.I.E.L.D. We've been trying to track you down for a while now." He said, coming out of the shadows.
He was dark skinned and had an eye patch over his left eye. His black leather trench coat surrounded him, making him look more mysterious.
"What do you want?" I more stated than asked.
"We've been wanting to talk to you for a while now, but it seems you always have company nowadays." He replied.
I looked to Loki, who was pouring the champagne.
"Yes. That's my boyfriend. Do you have a problem with that?"
"I do when said boyfriend is a threat to national security." Fury snapped.
Loki came out to the balcony, with a glass of champagne for me and smiled.
Then he saw Nick.
"Uh, Loki, this is-"
"Nick Fury." He finished for me.
Nick nodded his head as a form of hello and Loki did the same.
"What are you doing here?" Loki asked.
"I am here to let you both know that we've been watching the both of you for a while now. Nothing out of the ordinary, you both seem to have adjusted to human life rather well. But I also came to inform you that if you slip up even once. We will be forced to intervene." The director said.
"Well good news for you, we're just here to start fresh." I smiled, linking arms with Loki and smiling at both men.
Nick nodded.
"Would you like some champagne?" I asked.
"No. Thank you. I'd better be on my way." Nick said. "Have a good night."
"We will." Loki said, rather quickly.
Fury left in the elevator and we clinked our glasses, taking a sip from the bubbly liquid.