Woo quick update! Just wanted to clarify, no, Katherine is not a psychopath, she misunderstood due to a lack of communication.

People often assume if they need to see a councilor or are diagnosed with a mental health problem that they are mad and that people will treat them differently, I cannot stress enough how much this isn't true!

You're perfect no matter what.

Just want to put that out there, and this is the issue I was trying to address, but maybe I should have done it in the same chapter...

Oops. Anyway, this has a few feels in it.

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The table was in awkward silence. Tony sat at the head, Steve to his right, Bruce to his left. Bruce, Katie, Loki and Thor sat staring at Steve, Natasha, Clint and Fury respectively. Pepper was in California doing some press conferences, so was unable to join them. Katie had to keep fighting the urge to laugh, she'd seen the footage of these people running around, saving New York, and now here they were in a hilariously domestic situation. That and it was so awkward it'd gone beyond painful to hilarious. She looked over at the people that hated her and bit her lip. She was shaking with silent laughter. Loki elbowed her and widened his eyes at her, causing her to splutter, turning it quickly into a cough.

"Tony, it's normally impossible to shut you up, say something." Bruce muttered, Tony shrugged desperately at him.

"What am I meant to say?" he hissed back to him. Katie pretended to have a coughing fit before she broke a rib, everyone could hear them, but were pretending not to. She looked over at her brother-in-law and actually thought she was going to explode, she'd never seen someone look so bemused in her whole life.

"Excuse me." She choked out between fake coughs and sped down the corridor to the bathroom. Once she was in there she laughed until she cried and her stomach ached. She calmed down quite quickly and splashed a little water on her face and took some deep breathes before she rejoined the silent group. Natasha threw her a filthy look as she sat down. Katie smirked at her.

"So…" Katie said, clearing her throat and looking around at the Earth's Mightiest Heroes and hoped someone would pick up the conversation. She met Tony's gaze and urged him on.

"So…" he repeated, nodding. Katie let her head fall to her palm and rubbed her forehead.

"Why did you invite us all round then Tony?" Steve finally asked, almost excitedly as if he'd saved the dinner. Tony glanced at Katie and the brothers, who watched him eagerly, barely containing their apprehension.

"Well, I thought it would be nice for us all to get together, you know, it's been almost a month since we've all been here, together." Tony backed out of bringing up the real reason. Katie sighed loudly, Loki pursed his lips and poked his food around and Thor stared Tony down, who shrugged slightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, does our presence bother you?" Natasha asked louder than was necessary. Katie looked up at her and smiled sweetly.

"Of course not, sweetie." She replied in false honeyed tones. Natasha narrowed her eyes at her.

"You may have them fooled, but I know the pair of you are anything but good news." Natasha growled at her, leaning forward. Clint put a hand on her arm, shaking his head down at her.

"It's not worth it, Nat. He's nuts and she's a bitch." Clint spat. He would have laughed at the matching faces of anger the couple exploded into, if he didn't hate their very existence.

"Excuse me?" Katie growled.

"Don't you dare speak of her like that!" Loki snarled at the same time. Clint held his hands up in mock surrender.

"Guys, leave it, we're at the dinner table." Tony reprimanded them. Katie sat slowly back in her chair, still staring at Natasha. Loki snarled before grabbing his drink. The others watched silently, avoiding making eye contact with any of them.

"Well it's true." Natasha muttered, Katie dropped her fork in anger and cocked her head to the side.

"Aren't we a bit old for all this?" she asked throwing her hand up. Tony started to say something, his finger held up.

"Well I might be…shouldn't you be in a highchair?" she retorted, Katie snorted.

"Please, you're about 5 years older than me, grow the fuck up." She spat, a snarl on her full lips. Natasha held her hands up.

"Oops, I offended the princess. 'Off with her head', am I right?" she mocked Katie's English accent badly and smirked.

"Oh, I wish." Katie smiled.

"You'd fucking love that wouldn't you? You and you're beloved prince, fucking psychos, the both of you." Natasha almost yelled, losing the composure she was so well trained to have. Katie stood up, flipping her plate over in the process so food flew over the four sitting opposite her and the plate smacked Natasha in the face. She stormed out without a single glance behind her. The table sat in silence. Fury, Clint, Natasha and Steve sat in shock, looking at the pasta they were covered in, an ugly bruise already forming under Natasha's eye. Loki wiped his mouth and stood up. He waved a hand over them and the food disappeared.

"Congratulations." He said icily and followed Katie down the corridor.

"Where the fuck did that come from Romanoff?" Fury growled to her. She looked down as if she'd just woken up from a dream and wasn't sure what was going on.

"I…her test results…" she mumbled, giving her plate a confused look. Fury looked at Tony who once again shrugged, looking slightly guilty.

"You didn't explain it to her, did you?" he asked the billionaire exasperatedly.

"Look, I had no idea what it meant, how was I going to explain it to her?" he defended himself loudly. Fury rolled his eyes and got up to follow the couple.

Loki entered their bedroom and found her staring out of the window, her forehead pressed against the glass. He walked up to her and pulled her into a hug, stroking her hair as she sniffed and sighed. She buried her face in his shoulder and hugged him back tightly. Loki sighed and lifted her up; she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He sat her on the window ledge and moved her hair out of her face.

"You've gone from fearsome fighter, to…well this." He commented as she played with his shirt. She didn't say anything, just watched her hands. He pulled her chin up and forced her to look at him.

"You're more than this, you're more than her." He told her, stroking her chin. "As you would say, 'man up'." He said with a smile. She laughed weakly and dropped her head to his shoulder. There was a knock on the door, they turned to see Fury standing in the doorway.

"Katherine, Tony told me he didn't debrief you on the tests correctly." Fury started, walking slowly into the room, Loki kept a firm hold on her. "What do you know?" he asked her gently. She blinked quickly.

"That I've got APD…I'm a psychopath." She answered thickly. Fury actually smiled.

"Don't you think if you were a psychopath we'd take you in, get you treatment?" he asked her, she looked down, clearly embarrassed. "You have a mild case of Malevolent Antisocial Personality Disorder. What she told me was you have an issue with authority due to your mother being quite lax in her discipline; the treatment your siblings and others gave you has led you to become distrustful of others, and filled with self-hate and anger. This has manifested into a lack of guilt, and aggression, you treat others how they have treated you. You take pleasure in others psychological and physical pain because you believe that they deserve it, you've experienced it so everyone should. You're not mad. You're just a little bit of a handful." Fury explained, finishing with another smile that unintentionally freaked her out.

"Well I could have told you that." Loki smirked, and she rolled her eyes. He pulled her into another hug and kissed her forehead. He had no idea what Fury meant by how her siblings treated her, and he was sure she wouldn't want to talk about it. Not now anyway.

"Natasha just feels that she has competition, ignore her." Fury told her and left them alone. Katie looked at the closed door with her mouth open slightly.

"…competition?" she muttered, looking up at Loki who looked rather smug.

"You two and Pepper are the only females in a group of men. Of course there's going to be competition. You don't feel threatened by her?" Loki asked, playing with the waistband of her shorts.

"Well…she is attractive, but no, I'm not intimidated." She answered as he watched her, a familiar glint in his eye. He smirked.

"No, well you've no reason to be." He told her, sliding his hand up her top, she giggled and pulled him into a kiss.

"No, there is no way I am joining you. Have you gone mad?" Natasha asked, unsettled by her loss of temper earlier. Clint was trying to calm her down by rubbing her back soothingly, but to be honest it was making her more irate. Tony sat back and pulled a face.

"When was I not mad? And this needs to happen; you want them to go back? This is the only way they can. So, unless you wanna team up with them, you're gonna have to help us." He reasoned, the food long forgotten about.

"So, your plan is to waltz into the world of the…gods, and just…take Odin's throne?" Steve asked, genuinely confused, still struggling to come to terms with the fact that the homicidal manic and his brother were gods.

"No, we have a plan. Loki is going to coerce the frost giants to join us, hopefully you will help us, and we fight. My father will not give up the throne willingly." Thor explained. Clint frowned.

"That still sounds along the lines of 'waltz in and take the throne.'" He said skeptically.

"Well, I'm in." Bruce said. Tony grinned and slapped his closest friend on the back.

"Of course you are, we already included you in the numbers, buddy." He told Bruce with a chuckle.

"Listen well, you either join us, and give Loki a chance to have a normal life with Katie, or you abandon us and have to keep watch of them constantly and sentence me to imprisonment or worse." Thor said, giving each of them a long stare.

"Why would you be locked up?" Clint asked, his brow furrowed. Thor looked at them and sighed.

"I promised father I would bring them back. That's why he let me come here. If I go back without them, well, it'll bode ill for me, and for you." Thor explained. Steve sat back and crossed his arms, Tony watched him, holding his breath excitedly. Steve sighed and held his hands up in defeat and Tony laughed, shaking Steve's hand.

"I don't really understand, but I'll help. I'm not doing this for them," he pointed at the corridor "I just don't see why you should be punished for their actions." He frowned slightly. The others stared him down, their eyes screaming 'traitor'. Natasha stood up, Clint at her heels.

"I'm sorry, I can't. Not after what he did to Clint." She said as she and Clint walked to the lift. The others watched them go. Fury leaned forward and clasped his hands on the table.

"I'll see if I can get you any weaponry or if any other agents are willing to help your cause." He told them. Thor nodded gratefully.

"Thanks, Nick." Tony said with a tight smile. The agent nodded and also got up to leave. Steve sighed heavily and looked around.

"Where have they got to?" he pointed at the empty seats of Loki and Katie. Tony visibly shuddered and moved to the sofas, Thor smiled.

"Probably just talking things through." Thor laughed and followed Tony. Steve looked confused and turned to them.

"Well shouldn't we go get them? Bruce and I need to be updated." He asked, brow furrowed. Bruce smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Why don't you go get them? Peace offering and all that." He suggested, moving to the sofas where Tony was chuckling. Steve ignored the laughter and made his way down the corridor.

"That was mean, Bruce, he's so pure, god knows what he'll find in there!" Tony gestured to where the super soldier had disappeared. He was a bit annoyed he hadn't thought of sending him in there himself. Bruce grinned cheekily.

"I'm all for broadening peoples horizons." He told them.

It seemed to Katie that Loki did not have a great idea of time. His definition of "Just quickly," was anything but quick. She lay cuddled up to him, running one finger along the contours of his face. He looked down at her and watched her. She finally met his gaze and he gave her an amused smirk.

"Having fun?" he asked her, moving her hair out of her face before running a finger over her lips. She tried to bite it and giggled. He laughed and pulled her atop of him, earning a squeal of delight from her. She kissed her way down his body and seated herself at crotch level and smirked up at him.

"Guys, we need to- oh, wow- I- uh," Steve spluttered, covering the sight with his hands and looking away. Katie laughed removing herself from between Loki's thighs. Loki stared the blond down, making sure he did not even glance at his wife.

"Sorry Stevie, can you throw me that dressing gown please?" she asked, pointing to the long black satin gown on the back of the door. Steve grabbed it and tossed it in their general direction. She caught it and swept it on in one move. Loki lay on the bed, still exposed for all to see.

"Loki." She hissed at him, he looked at her and sighed, his clothes reappearing on him, making him glow gold for a moment. Katie stood up, the gown grazing the floor.

"What do we need to do?" she asked a still scarred Steve, who slowly dared to peak over his hands. He let them drop slowly once he realized all was safe, watching Katie sit on the edge of the bed.

"We're going to talk through this whole…revolution thing." He explained, still looking a little unsure. Katie grinned.

"Can't say that I thought you'd join us." She remarked with a smirk, Loki moved himself next to her and waved his hand over her, so she was wearing her green pajamas. Katie rolled her eyes at him and crossed her legs, as Loki apprised Steve who stood awkwardly in the doorway.

"No, I did not think you would help." Loki said disdainfully, before smiling "Well, you were more likely to help us than the hawk and his little spider." Both Katie and Loki chuckled while Steve pursed his lips.

"I'm not doing this for you, I-" he stopped "I just think it's the right thing to do." He finished tersely. Katie flashed him a tight lipped smile as she stood up.

"Always doing the right thing…don't you ever feel like…I dunno, going a little crazy?" she asked, looking up at him curiously. He looked down his nose at her as he straightened himself.

"No, not really." He told her coldly. She smirked and walked past him.

"Well we better get planning." She said as she left. Loki stood up and squared up to Steve with a devilish smile before following Katie out.

Katie was staring at the ceiling as Loki came in and slid into bed next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and she absentmindedly held onto his arms.

"What are we going to do about Farbauti? If she's still alive that is." Katie asked him quietly. Loki sighed, his breath blowing her hair around.

"I don't know. Let the frost giants take her back probably." He mused "Why do you ask?" he asked her. She shrugged and turned her head to look at him.

"Just thinking." She told him, kissing his jaw. "Won't they kill her?" she asked.

"Most likely." He replied bluntly. She frowned at him. "She's just as bad as the rest, she can rot in Hel." He told her seriously. She sighed.

"Good riddance then." She whispered. He smiled and kissed her nose. He watched her for a moment, playing with her hair.

"What did your siblings do to you?" he asked, she looked down "I mean, you don't have to tell me, I'm just curious." He hastily added, she shook her head.

"No, it's okay. They just used to tease me about my dad. Well, I say tease; they told me I should have died with him. They were only little when they said that though, like Ella was 5 and Carl was 7. As they got older though, they just used to say 'haha, your dad is dead', 'why don't you go cry to daddy…oh wait', stuff like that. Their dad was an abusive alcoholic, it's why he and my mum broke up, and so I just used to say 'yeah well, I'd rather he was dead than a cunt like yours.' I learnt to not let it bother me, but for years it really did." She told him quietly. Loki lay silently for a while, holding her tightly. Katie twisted and looked at him and giggled.

"Too much?" she asked, he smirked.

"Maybe. You know, we could always take a trip back to your home, and you know…kill them." He told her seriously, with a mischievous smile. She cackled a laugh.

"Yeah sure thing, mum would love that." She replied, smoothing his hair back as he chuckled. "Anyway, it's all ancient history now, I've got all I want right here." She said before wrinkling her nose "Ew, that was grossly cliché and gushy." She scolded herself with a laugh. He joined in her laughter.

"Well sometimes things are cliché for a reason." He told her with a grin, she shook her head, eye closed, and screwing her face up.

"Okay, seriously, let's leave all this lovey-dovey stuff, go back to insulting me." She giggled, he laughed and pulled her close and bit her neck.

"As you wish you insolent little harlot." He growled in her ear, rolling her over so he was above her.

"That's better." She muttered, pulling him into a kiss.

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