Several hours later, Tony is knocking on your door. You don't answer. He tries the handle but it's locked.

"Lark, hey it's Tony. I just wanted to make sure you're ok." He says through the door. Still there is no answer. "Lark, hey come on, open the door please...?" He is starting to worry now.

"JARVIS is Lark still in her room?"

"Yes, sir, but she appears to be unconscious." JARVIS states.

"JARVIS, safety protocol 4. Unlock her door now." He hears the lock disengage. He steps into the room but doesn't see you. As he comes around the side of the bed, he sees you on the ground. He rushes over to you rolling you over, you're still breathing. He lets out a sigh of relief. He looks around and notices the glass and empty bottle on the floor. He put his arms under you, bringing you to sit up against him.

You give out a little moan and start to open your eyes. The room is so bright, you have to squint. "Tony?"

He squeezes you a little tighter. "What's going on here? Talk to me."

You remember how much you drank. "Nothing." As you sit yourself up a little.

Tony wraps his arms around you and helps you up and over to your bed. "Since when did we start having a party of one before noon?"

"I just...I..." you can't come up with a lie fast enough but can't tell him the truth either.

Tony looks at you and takes in a deep breath. "Look kiddo, I know you feel like you're in a dark place. I've been there more times than I care to admit. I know it's easy to try and drown it all away but I can tell you from experience it doesn't work. Let us help you, please."

You sit up straighter in bed. "I'm fine. This morning just hit me harder than I thought it would."

"...Lie...." The whisper is faint, but still there.

Under your breath you reply to it. "No."

Tony looks at you oddly. " No, what?"

You quickly recover with "No, I'll be Ok. I promise" You give him a weak smile but you don't think he is buying it. "Just give me a few and I'll come and get something to eat, Ok ?"

Tony purses his lips and sighs " All right. You know we are all here to help you."

"I know. I'll be down in a few."

Tony starts to walk out. " Tony." You say and he stops and turns around. "Can we just keep this between you and I, please?"

Tony takes a long look at you. "All right, for now. If I think for one-second though that this behavior is continuing, I will tell Steve and Bruce. I love ya, kiddo and I worry about you."

" I know. I love you, too. Now quit getting all sappy on me." You wave a hand to shush him out.

With that he turns and walks out closing the door behind him.

You get up and go to the bathroom to freshen up. You brush your hair and splash some cool water on your face. As you reach for the towel, you look in the mirror through water dropped eyes. Your eyes are burning blue again and for a split second you swear you see your reflection smile at you. You quickly dab your face off and look again. Your eyes are normal and you are not smiling. You think to yourself, I must be a little buzzed still.

You brush it off and head down to the kitchen to grab some lunch, in hopes of soaking up what was left of the scotch in your system. You walk in to find Thor and Loki talking at the table. You can't bring yourself to look at Loki. You can't tell if your mad at him for how he treated you in training or sorry for attacking him.

"Lark, please join us. Have something to eat." Thor says pointing to a small feast set out on the kitchen island.

"That actually looks amazing. I think I will." You grab a plate out of the cupboard and start looking over the variety of food. You settle on some sandwiches, fruit and a pasta salad. You sit down across from Thor. Loki is seated to your side a couple  of chairs away.

"So, Loki says you had a rousing training session yesterday." Thor says with a smile.

You shoot a glance at Loki. " Well I don't know if that's what I would call it."

Loki instinctively touches his neck, where you can still see a red mark from the scepter. He returns your glance. "It was very enlightening to say the least. I look forward to tomorrow's session." He breaks your stare with a devious grin.

He starts to get up. "I must excuse myself, brother. I have a few matters I have to attend to before tomorrow." Loki walks behind you as he's leaving the room. "Darling, I look forward to our session tomorrow." As he runs his hand across the back of your shoulders, sending goose bumps down your arms.

"Loki" you reply with a small nod. Not quite sure of what you just felt.

As Loki leaves the kitchen Steve enters. He sees you and smiles.

"I'm glad to see you out of your room." He gives a gently kiss on the forehead.

"So gentle....How boring" It says in your head.

You shake your head a little. Steve looks at you oddly.

"Just a little chill." You tell him.

Steve pulls up the chair next to you and grabs a sandwich off your plate.

You smack his hand causing him to put the sandwich down. " Hey, get your own."

He smiles that special smile, leans in and kisses you. While you are distracted he reaches over and grabs the sandwich. He quickly sits back and shoves it in his face. "It's mine now" as he takes another bite.

With a hearty laugh, Thor gets up from the table. " With that, I will excuse myself before the war starts." He lowers his head a little and exits the room.

You laugh. " What war? It's just lunch"

Before you can say another word Steve goes to grab for a strawberry off your plate. You grab the hand with the strawberry. " Oh, That war!... Didn't I say get your own?" You notice a little glint in Steve's eye.

"Oh it's not for me." He leans forward and traces your lips with the strawberry. You open your mouth and take a small bite.

Steve pulls your chair closer to him and grabs your face. " Now, that is mine" His lips touch yours, gently but with a deeper want. His tongue traces where the strawberry was, looking for permission. You let him in and he explores looking for the fruit. He leans back in his chair smiling while he chews the piece that he claimed.

You sit on the edge of your chair, his legs between yours. You grab a raspberry and place it between you teeth. You place your hands on his thighs and lean in gently rubbing the fruit across his lips. He kisses you taking the fruit from your mouth. He places his hands on your waist and easily lifts you on to his lap, making you straddle him. He kisses you even deeper, your hands curl around the back of his neck into his hair. You can feel the heat between your legs rising the deeper he kisses you. He pulls away from you breathlessly and says.

"Maybe we...."

You cut him off and say with a ragged breath " My room..."

Steves stands up, you keep your legs wrapped around him. He holds you up with one hand cupping your bottom. You hold on, keeping you arms wrapped around him and your mouth nestled in that sweet spot where his neck meets his shoulder, gingerly biting and sucking on it. He takes a few steps away from the table but turns around and grabs a handful of berries from the plate.

You make it to your room without running into anyone on the way. As you enter the room Steve kicks the door closed behind him. He sits you down on the bed as you both quickly shed your clothes. He looks at you with a dark gaze, his intentions extremely clear. He lays you down and hovers over you.

"Close your eyes." He whispers in your ear.

You do as he says as the anticipation builds. He places a hand on the side of your face and runs his thumb across your lips. He gently tugs down on your bottom lip opening your mouth for you. You suddenly feel something cool in your mouth, it's a blueberry. You roll it around on your tongue. You start to close your mouth to swallow it.

"Uh Uh. Don't swallow it." He says as he trails his mouth from your ear and down around your throat. He places his thumb on your bottom lip keeping it open. His mouth is now on yours, again searching for his prize. You gladly give it to him. You feel his fingers trail down between your breast, where he delicately places another berry, then continues down to your stomach. He places another berry there. His mouth still lingering above yours.

He runs his hands down beside you as he moves his mouth down your neck and across your collar bone until he traces the path to the next berry. You let out a breathy gasp as your heart races faster. He continues down and slowly traces circles with his finger around your stomach. The anticipation, waiting to feel his lips on you is killing you, you can barely breath. He finally gives you relief and sucks the berry from your skin. A moan escapes your lips, eliciting a smile from him.

You go to bring your hands to his face, you need more contact with his skin, his body. He pushes your hands back down to your sides. "Not, yet.", he says still planting soft kisses on your stomach. He reaches up and places a strawberry against your mouth, you take a bite. The flavor enhanced by the pleasure. Steve takes his hand and runs it along the inside of your thigh. You feel a coolness, as he runs the bitten strawberry on the inside of your leg, slowly followed by his mouth. Your body arches away from the bed, your arousal about to over flow.

"Oh God, Steve" you moan.

His body hovering over you again, you open your eyes and stare into his.

"Now" is all he whispers to you. Your hands are instantly all over his body, reveling in the heat coming off of him. Your kisses deep and passionate, driven by the fever he has built up in you.

All you can manage to say is "Please...". With ease he takes you, your bodies becoming one. What was once heated and driven, becomes slow and loving, extending your mutual climax.

Both of you lie together bodies still entwined, unwilling to release the other. Listening to your hearts beat almost in unison.

"Remind me to steal your food more often." Steve says breaking the silence.

You roll over on your side. "Remind me to let you." You lean in and give him another kiss. As you do an image of Loki flashes through your mind. You quickly open your eyes, it's still Steve.

Steve pulls you into him, deepening the kiss. "Hmm, round two?" He whispers.

An image of Loki kissing you flashes in your head. "This one would be more fun." You quickly pull away from Steve.

"I forgot I told Bruce I would handle some tests for him in the lab today. I really need to go do that, before it gets too late." You say as you start putting your clothes back on.

Steve sits up in defeat. "Yeah, I told Nat I would do some training with her today, I should go find her." He starts getting dressed also.

You both go your separate ways as you leave your room. You make a slight detour on the way to the lab, and slide behind the bar, grabbing another bottle of scotch. You don't have time for a glass, you down to large shots worth, and place the bottle back on the shelf.

"That should keep you quiet for a while." You say under your breath and head back towards the elevator.

You didn't see Tony watching from the second floor. He sighs and shakes his head.
"Lark, what are you doing?" He knows he can't keep his promise to you, he's going to have to talk to Steve and Bruce.