Jessica turned on her side in the bed. Her dream was plagued with the same colorful lights as the night before, in the form of a long rainbow bridge. She found herself staring in awe at the golden city standing proud before her eyes. The feeling of eyes behind her back made her to slowly turn around. And come face to face with a pair of magical eyes, that had seen more things than any other living creature.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. Jessica jolted up in her bed, startled by the sound of her alarm clock going off. She scanned her room with her eyes, trying to find any sight of her dream being true. She groaned when she found none, slamming her face in her pillow. Why the heck was she seeing such weird dreams?!

She felt someone tugging on her blanket and turned her head when a small whimper reached her ears. Bella was pulling at her blanket with her mouth, trying to get her out of bed. As usual.

Giving her a smile and a light pet on the head, the teenager jumped out of the comfortable mattress, putting on a short black top with pink stripes, shorts and knee-high sneakers, along with a pair of black fingerless gloves. She quickly gathered her things and bag for school, walking out of her room to prepare breakfast. She secretly hoped that Loki would be already awake, because the last thing she wanted was to go and wake him up, like some kind of sweet mommy waking up her son for school. Ew.

To her disappointment, Loki was nowhere in the living room or the kitchen. What, now that he wasn't creepily watching her sleep, he was being lazy to get up? Surely, he wasn't expecting her to bring him breakfast on the bed...was he? Hell no fucking way!

As her thoughts were racing while she made breakfast, she failed to notice the tall presence behind her. "Something bothering your head?"

Yelping in surprise, she abruptly turned on her heel to bump into the leather covering Loki's chest, her cheek rubbing sharply against it, creating a hot sensation over her cheek. Though she paid it no attention, as she was too busy glaring at the smirking god.

"Don't you ever dare to sneak up on me again, you almost served me a heart attack!" As much as she tried to sound aggressive and dangerous, the fact that he was towering above her was not helping with her intimidating image. Damn him and his extremely big height!

"You don't seem like you can easily have a heart attack. More like causing ears to bleed, I would say." he smiled mischievously, taking a bowl of cereals with him as he made his way towards the kitchen table. Jessica's eyebrows shot up. He had just implied that her tongue was harsh, hadn't he? That son of a...

"Oh hahaha, very clever! Good one, Norse fella!" she answered, sarcasm dripping out of her mouth. He chuckled as he watched her going over to sit right opposite of him, eating her own simple breakfast. Still quite cautious of him, huh? He should try to fix that, sooner or later.

"So, you're taking me to your 'school' today. Correct?" Her eyes snapped up to his, a look of surprise covering her features. She blinked twice, gulping the cereals that had stuck in her mouth from when he had spoken. A nervous laugh escaped her lips. "Ehehehe...of course you wouldn't have forgotten it."

"I still don't see the usefulness of those 'classes' as you call them." Jessica rolled her eyes for what seemed like the 25th time that day. She had been through half of the school day with Loki disguised as a tall, thin teenage boy with short black hair and crystal blue eyes. Thankfully, he had also thought of changing his clothing into a pair of loose jeans and a green t-shirt with some sneakers. He hadn't stopped commenting negatively on everything from when they had stepped foot in her school. Okay, she too agreed that school wasn't the best at passing the needed knowledge to students, but he still didn't have to remind her all the freaking time!

"I never said it looks useful. Still, the other students seem to gain some knowledge from the classes..." she muttered under her breath as they made their way to the cafeteria for lunch. Passing him a tray, she pulled him with her in the row of teens waiting for lunch.

"When are you going to show me your job already?" Loki asked, eyeing the food he was just served with a disgusted expression on. Jessica hold back a chuckle. His face looked like he was about to vomit even from looking at the food. She took their trays to a nearby bin and threw them away, before guiding him out of the cafeteria and then totally out of the school.

"Right about now." she smiled, setting the various clothing on boxes and making herself comfortable on the pavement, starting the performance of a song. Loki stood a little further, watching with confusion as she just sat there playing the guitar. His eyes wandered to the people passing by, noticing their curious eyes when they saw the clothes. Some of them would stop, mostly women, and look over the clothes, smiling and asking for some designs to be made at their size. Later on, when the people passing weren't so many, Jessica started to gather her things. "And I have at least seven orders of clothes for next week!"

Loki hold back his smile. "Looks like you are capable of more things than I thought you were."

She cocked an eyebrow, confused on whether he had just complimented her or insulted her. "Thanks...I think. But still, the job is more trouble than it appears to be. There are dangers that you have to watch out for-"

"Excuse me, miss." a stern male voice spoke behind her, accompanied by the echoing sound of a police car's siren. Jessica's eyes went wide, blinking twice as realization started to settle in her skull. Well fuck.

She turned with an innocent smile to see a tall, muscular policeman with tanned skin staring down at her. He wasn't as tall as Loki, but right now that the god was disguised like a mortal teenage boy, the thought wasn't so reassuring as it firstly seemed to be. "Yes Mr. policeman? You're speaking to me?"

He nodded sternly, burning holes in her skull as he kept his eyes locked on her face. "Yes, I want to remind you that people under the age of 18 aren't allowed by the law to have a profession, let alone practice it without a proper authorization."

Oh shit. Busted. She slowly took a conscious step back, towards Loki, keeping her smile on her face as much as possible. "But I do have an authorization! Hold on, I have it right in my backpack." She turned to Loki, pretending to be searching in her backpack for the authorization. "Run."

He cocked an eyebrow at her, confused. "What?"

She was whispering/yelling at him now. "Listen, you do have guards that arrest you when you're acting against the law, right? Well, these guys are no different from your guards and they are going to arrest me if I don't show them the damn paper, which I have never seen in my life, so we will have to escape them, which means run."

In a flash, her leg flew behind her, kicking some boxes in front of the policeman and she grabbed Loki's arm with one hand, while the other snatched her clothes and things. They were running, the siren of the police car screaming behind their backs. Loki looked to where she was leading him. Her bicycle. Like that would really be helpful.

He noticed that she was struggling quite a lot with her things in her hands. They were slowing her down. "You have to drop them!"

She looked at him like he had just proposed to her. "These things are my way of making a living! I drop them, I starve to death!"

He glared at her. "You don't drop them, you get arrested and die in a cell!"

She didn't reply. He was right. Glancing briefly back, she saw the police car reaching them quickly. She again turned to Loki, an agonizing look on her face. He sighed in annoyance, turning his head so he wouldn't have to look at that face. He should think of something and quickly.

His hand shot a green light to her bicycle, changing its form to a flying vehicle like those he had seen the Chitauri on, when he had first met them. It would fit in both of them and her things. He quickly got on it and turned to Jessica.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BABY?!" she screamed in awe and shock, examining every inch of the vehicle. He rolled his eyes at her. The idiocy of this girl... "Just get on!"

"No fucking way!"

"It's either this or the man in uniform!" He stretched out his arm at her, seeing the police car approaching. "You have to trust me!"

She looked shocked, confused and angry right after he spoke the words. She wasn't trusting him, that was for sure. He could see it in her eyes, she would rather go with the policeman than trust him. Under other circumstances, he would applaud at her cleverness. Only now it wasn't time for this.

He grabbed her wrist roughly, pulling her in the vehicle and flying away from the car that had almost caught up with them by now. Unfortunately, he hadn't mastered the exact way those things were supposed to fly, so they were only three feet above the ground. The one good thing though, was that they were going fast. Really fast.

" You do know how to fly this thing, right?!" she yelled nervously, looking at the unfamiliar mechanisms of the control panel from behind Loki's back. Glancing back, she saw the police car right behind them. And to the front, they were passing around cars and roads, barely missing the passing buses. She looked at Loki, trying at the same time to hold herself on her feet.

"Of course I do." He sounded completely sure of himself, when on the inside he was struggling to understand how he was going to control this thing. He looked at the various buttons and instructions, trying to turn the vehicle to where he wanted.

Her eyes grew wide, sensing that something was wrong. "You're lying!"

She wasn't angry, more like terrified. He saw out of the corner of his eye the police car gaining ground. He had to learn how to fly this thing and quickly. If he could just figure out how to turn the damn vehicle, or at least make it fly higher, they would be saved. Just, how on Asgard did those creatures manage to control this thing?!

"LOKI!" The prince snapped his head in front of him, just in time to see a bus heading right towards them. He sharply turned the handles of the control panel, managing to make the vehicle turn to the right. Jessica's feet slipped under her, the sharp change in course making her body to fly above the safety of the flying thing and be tossed through the air. She screamed, watching the road and the fast passing cars getting closer and closer. She instinctively closed her eyes, waiting for the painful impact that would probably be her death.

The next thing she knew, she was hanging from her left wrist that was held in a strong grip, the rest of her body moving through the air. Her eyes snapped open once again, to see Loki holding her wrist and using his other hand to control the vehicle. He could only steal some glances at her, having to watch the road as well. "Grab my hand and pull yourself up!"

She was too shocked to comply. Why was he helping her? More importantly; Had she just survived because of Loki? Which meant that he had saved her? Oh for the love of God, girl, pull yourself together! It's not like you are a heroine in those romantic adventure movies on TV! He must have some profit out of it! Just then, a car passed right beside her, her feet feeling the closeness of it. Her mind snapped back to reality when Loki yelled to her again. "Do it now!"

Her hand reached up and grabbed onto him, pulling her body back into the vehicle. She sat in a corner, trying to catch her breath. Her eyes followed the way they moved, passing beside cars and avoiding possible collisions. Then she caught the sight of a streetlight. Approaching close to Loki's head. He didn't seem to notice, he was too occupied watching where he was going.

She jumped to her feet, her hands falling over his and pushing, causing the vehicle to duck just in time to avoid the streetlight. Loki's head snapped back at her, clearly surprised. He looked ready to say something, when a sudden shake of the vehicle made him refocus on the road.

"We have to stop this blasted thing eventually and hide from the police car, or else they will just keep following!" she yelled over the sound of the passing cars and the air falling forcefully on her face. He didn't seem to consider her thinking very much. He was only focusing on the road. Though maybe he wasn't doing such a good job, because the vehicle made another sharp move to the left, avoiding a jaguar-car and almost knocking Loki off of his position before the control panel. Jessica's knuckles were drained of blood by the tight grip she had on the flying devil. "You know, I am still too young to die, I have goals I want to achieve before my time comes, so STOP trying to get us killed, because we both know you will survive and I will be the one six feet underground!"

"Will you shut it mortal, it's not the time to panick!" he snapped at her, his eyes going to her face for only a moment. Well, that moment was enough. Because when he returned his gaze to the road, two buses were blocking his way. Coming right at them. The girl's voice was very calm for what she uttered. "Start panicking."

They both let out their fear in the form of a loud scream, as Loki's hands acted on their own. The vehicle managed to fly above the buses, spinning all the way up like a mill and causing its passenger's stomachs the desire to vomit. They did get past the buses.

By an inch.

And it costs them the control.

The flying thing passed through the air, always spinning around itself. It landed in an alley, sliding on the rough pavement with a screeching sound, and small sparks appearing from the contact. It eventually stopped. When it reached a dead end.

Loki fell on the ground, rolling behind the vehicle. Were he not a god, he would have broken all his bones, or his head would have exploded to pieces. He groaned slightly, slowly pushing himself on his feet. He felt his head, knowing that if there were any injuries, they would already have been healed. Not like that pathetic excuse of a mortal, who would be complaining for-

Wait a minute...Mortal...

The girl!

He quickly scanned the alley with his green orbs, trying to spot her figure anywhere near the vehicle or himself. Hoping, at the same time, that he wouldn't be finding her in broken pieces. Then he would have to try and find another information source, which required more time than he had.

She was nowhere to be seen. Where could she be then? "Jessi-"

As he was about to call out to her, something small but yet quite heavy fell on his head. Surprised and curious, he rubbed his head lightly as he bent to pick up the item of his surprise. He brought it close to his face, examining it. Was that...a shoe?

"Hey Princess! Snow White, take a look at this beautiful sky, right above your thick head, will you?!" he turned his head to the sky, recognising immediately the voice and its characteristic sarcasm. What he didn't expect to see though, was Jessica, hanging from her backpack still attached to her back, on a streetlight. With only one shoe and a very pissed off expression. "Don't you dare even crack a smile!"

He couldn't do as she said. Neither he wanted to. He smirked so widely that the corners of his mouth seemed to touch his ears. "How did you get up there?" he teased.

She shot him a death glare. "You can thank your amazing skills at driving flying objects for that! Now get me down!"

"That's not the polite, civilized way of asking for something." Damn him, he was finding this amusing!

"It's your fault I am up here, hanging like a dead pig in a slaughterhouse!"

"You are the one that flew over there."

Suddenly, her face turned into an expression of surrender. "Has the police, at least, loosen us?"

Loki turned his attention to the entrance of the alley, checking the road. "I don't see any police vehicle, so I suppose-UGH!"

The next second, Jessica had managed to release her backpack from the streetlight's hold and fell right onto Loki, their backs pressed together. If the prince had eyes on the back of his head, he would have probably seen the smile of triumph on her face, as her little plan of how to get down was a complete success.

Loki lifted his face off the ground with some difficulty, because of her weight on him. His fists clenched at his sides. How dare that little, pathetic, naive, weak, arrogant- "By the way Loki...I uh...thank you. For...you know...saving my ass back there."

He forgot completely what he was thinking of just moments ago, contemplating her sudden appreciation towards his being. When was the last time that anyone had thanked him for something? Surely, someone must have...no...no there wasn't anyone he could remember. This fact shouldn't be bothering him, he doesn't need her appreciation. Though, now that he was thinking of it, it wasn't all that bad being thanked for doing something. He wondered how it would be, how it could be if someone in Asgard would thank him for something.

"Hey, you heard what I told you just now? Because I will not be saying it again!" He once again snapped out of his thoughts, seeing that Jessica had finally gotten off of his back. He slowly and quite gracefully rose to his feet, his emerald green eyes examining her face. She was nervous. Probably because she hadn't ever thanked anyone before. But of course, she had managed herself all this time on her own, there was no one to be grateful to.

She was nervous. And she was trying to hide it with sarcasm. But, most importantly, she was being honest.

He smiled a smile that the Cheshire Cat would be jealous of. "I'm sorry what did you say again?"

Her nervousness immediately turned to a glare. "I will throw the other shoe on you and this time I will aim it at your face!"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "That was the most pathetic threat I have ever heard."

She crossed her arms over her chest, pursuing her lips. Then, she pointed a finger to the now destroyed flying alien vehicle. "Bring my baby back. Now."

Sorry for taking so long! You can copy/paste this link to see Jessica's clothing in this chapter! jessica_chapter/set?id=217582618