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Loki sat with his head in his hands, thinking back on all of his mistakes. He could feel tears gathering, he missed home, his adopted mother, and father, hell, he even missed his stupid idiot brother. Loki looked about until he spotted one of the humans near by, the arrow human he believed. "You!" Loki pointed at him, the human looked up and waited for orders, "Come. Here!" Loki beckoned him with his finger. The blond walked forward obediently, stepping in front of his master. "Whats your name?" Loki watched him, a hint of anger and sadness in his voice. "Clint Barton." he replied eagerly, always willing to please his master. "Clint, I w

John woke up feeling a bit odd. His bed felt slightly warmer than usual and his soldier's instincts were kicking in and telling him that somebody was in the room staring at him. John shifted around carefully, and turned on his side to see exactly who was intruding in his room. Sherlock. John groaned and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Sherlock was indeed staring at John. In fact, he was sitting right next to John on his bed, still wearing the same exact clothes he had been wearing last night. Somebody didn't go to sleep last night. "John." Pretending to ignore the man, John turned back over on his side and checked the clock on his bedsi