Loki was reluctant to visit SHIELD. One way to get him there is by telling him 'I want you to see something' then guide him to SHIELD. Memories from the past experiences he had in here were obviously coming back. I have no idea what so ever what happened aboard this gigantic space craft flying in the sky under invisibility.

How do I know?

Loki squeezed my hand.

Yes, we are holding hands.

"Hello," Agent Sparta greets us. "What brings you...." Agent Sparta stares at me computing what can be assumed my very attractive looks and gorgeous short hair. Well, everyone tells me it is gorgeous so why deny it? "Here?..."

"I do not want to be here," Loki said.

"We are here for the statue from the Appalachian mountains," I said. "This is his brother," I point over to Loki earning a 'don't point at me!' comment from him. "You have already met him, I assume."

"Yes, we have met," Agent Sparta said. "In fact we escorted him to his cell."

"I am having trouble figuring if you are a man or woman," Loki said.

"I was transitioning to a man when I escorted you with my pals," Agent Sparta said, folding his arms with a grunt. "Recognize me now?"

"Oh, the mortal with a male face and long hair," Loki said, with a sly smile. "You have successfully changed to a man."

"I have short hair," Agent Sparta said.

"You two, get a room," I said.

"We are not flirting," Loki and Agent Sparta said.

Sparta sounded casual and Loki sounded so 'denial' I had wonder if he is Bisexual. You know; he likes BOTH genders? Which is really cool in a unique way.

"I really can't tell what is flirting and what is not flirting," I said. "Please, Loki has to see the statue."

Agent Sparta sighs, shaking his head.

"I am supposed to be on Desk Duty not giving a tour around a late night Hellicarrier," Agent Sparta said. "Just because everyone ditched for a ride at Niagra falls doesn't mean I have the keys to the resting place of the god of thunder!"

"Do you?" Loki asks.

"No," Agent Sparta said.

"Lie," Loki said.

"He's also the prince of lies," I said. "Nice going, sucker."

"Damn it," Agent Sparta said. "Fine, just do not spray paint his state."

"Why would I desecrate my own flesh and blood?" Loki asks, innocently

Agent Sparta seemed like he was going to say something but he stopped himself. He lead us to a very secured room with various security systems set in place. The halls have rounded lights attached to the ceiling in various colors beaming down to the floor making pools of light in the dark hallway. One last door stood in the way. Agent Sparta types in a code into a keyboard then scans his eye. The blue light returns into the machine.

"This is Thor's statue," Agent Sparta said. "The Asgardian assholes don't want nothing to do with it."

Loki turns Agent Sparta into a duck.

"No, they are not!" Loki said. "Never call the royal family that! You should lose an eye for it."

"His pinkie," I said. "Do the pinkie! It is the strongest part of the hand."

"Removing one means I have to remove all of them," Loki said.

"Pinkie finger," I said. "Trust me on this."

So Loki turns Agent Sparta into a human without both pinkies.

"My...My pinkies," Agent Sparta said, holding up his hands with four fingers.

"Suck it up," I said. "You insulted a royal family and you paid for it."

"But....But....But that's what Tony calls them!" Agent Sparta said.

"Speak another word and lose your big toe," Loki said, letting go of my hand approaching the steel sculpture of Thor. "That is not Thor."

I feel pity for Loki.

"But he is," I said.

Loki shook his head.

"That he is not," Loki said, turning away.

I feel confused.

"This is Thor, flesh and stone, sadly," Agent Sparta said.

"Wait here," Loki said. "I will be back."

I watch Loki vanish in the room.

"Good bye, Loki," I said, sadly.

I honestly didn't want to put Loki through this. Bob and I had made a different deal after returning to my body. I know how this may hurt Loki. Actually it will hurt him but the thing is nothing is easy trying to do what is right. I drop my bracelet fading out of the room. Agent Sparta stares at me flabbergasted at the sight. 2 years is how long I will be different. Skin color and hair. Everything about me will different until the kiss has been made. Then I can be free of my mistake. I can die on my own accord and go home.

Key words; my accord.

I better live this life to the fullest after that.

And deal with the consequences of leaving Loki after the kiss.

"Tell him," I said, with a little wave.

For now, my name is not Joy Salamanders but Sabrina Mockallions.

"Don't bother looking for me," I said. "Not until February 1st, 2017."

And then I left the life of Joy Salamanders behind.