#readerxthor

“I know what Thanos is capable of,” Loki says, his tone low and filled with dread. “I’ve been bent to his will and the instrument through which he exacted his first attack on your planet.”

"I'm not saying that working with the Avengers secures us the win. It just means that we'd have a fighting chance." Loki keeps his face carefully blank and I squint at him. “Unless you think that won’t be enough.”

“I know it won’t be enough,” he grinds out. “And I know this because there are three Infinity Stones on this planet, and Thanos won’t stop until he has all three of them.”

“Three?” Thor’s brow furrows. “I am only aware of two.”

“That’s because the last time you were on Earth there were only two.” He holds out his hand and a glowing blue cube materializes in his palm. “I possess the third.”

“And you couldn’t say something earlier?!” I hiss. “You’ve been talking us in circles when you had the answer up your sleeve the entire time.”

“You should’ve told us, brother,” Thor growls. “This isn’t the time for keeping secrets.”

“How am I to know?” Loki demands. “Your human has so much magic hidden inside of them, how can I assume that she has only the best intentions in mind?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say.

“Don’t you?” Loki hisses. “You speak of performing spells that someone like you should have absolutely no access to as if you’re simply going for a stroll.”

“Wh-”

“Do you realize how much power is necessary to track something across the galaxy?” His eyes narrow and I try to shrink away from him. “There is something old and powerful within you that you’ve been tapping into. I’m surprised even Thor hasn’t noticed yet.”

“What on Earth are you talking about?” I glance between Loki and Thor, confused. "Thor?"

Thor shakes his head. "True, she's powerful, but I don't know what you're talking about, brother."

Loki scowls. “Of course you don’t. I don’t know why I even bother asking.”

“If you know so much, why don’t you fix everything then, huh?” I demand. “Because all you’ve been this morning is contrary and argumentative.”

“Clearly I’m not capable of solving this problem on my own, or even with my brother added to the equation.”

“Then what’s your grand plan?”

“Your power, in your untrained state, is volatile. But,” he says. “I could teach you.”

“You mean use me and my magic as you see fit,” I correct.

“No, I simply mean that I could better help you to hone your skills than Heimdall can from where he is,” Loki explains. “I am more than talented enough to bring out your full potential.”

“That doesn’t sound much better than what I just said you’d do.” I scowl. “Besides, we wouldn’t have to worry about taking down a galactic super tyrant as a band of three if we just call the fucking Avengers.”

“Oh please, you’ll need to know either way.”

“Maybe. But I’m sure as hell not learning from you, and I’m definitely not having this argument.”

I push myself up from the kitchen table and hurry up the stairs to shut myself in my office. I sit down in my chair, sigh, and put my head down on my desk.

“Childish,” I mumble.

A quiet thump against the door draws my attention away from wallowing in self pity. When the sound doesn’t come again, I get up to investigate.

Upon opening the door, I find Charles sitting outside, patiently waiting for me to let him in. I gesture for him to come inside and he meows before trotting through the door. He hops up onto my chair and then my desk, where he curls up on his blanket under the desk lamp. Only when he’s settled am I reminded that I hid in my office to distract myself with work.

I open my laptop and check my email.

Someone knocks softly and cracks open the door.

“I’m working,” I say.

“It’s been hours, (Y/N).” I glance up and Thor slips into the room. “I brought you something to eat.”

“Oh.” He holds out a plate with a sandwich and carrot sticks on it and I take it. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Thor scoops up Charles from the desk and takes a seat on the couch. I pick up a carrot and roll it between my thumb and index finger before taking a bite.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” I say. ”I was out of line, storming off like that. I should’ve stuck around.”

“Maybe, but there are times when Loki ignores the comfort of others in favor of pushing on with his own plans. But being the loudest person in the room doesn’t make him right.”

I nod. “I just don’t want to set things back because of a stupid argument. There are more important things to deal with right now than my anxiety over learning to control my magic.”

“I’d say you’ve got a fine grasp on your magic, for now. We wouldn’t be anywhere near where we are, had you not worked so diligently with Heimdall to find Loki.”

“Recklessly, is more like it,” Heimdall says. “Though I cannot argue with his logic. You’ve made incredible progress in your skill in the time that I’ve been teaching you.”

“But should I take Loki up on his offer?” I ask, my voice small. “I saw what happened when he restored your memories. I’m not sure my body could handle that.”

“I’m sure it would be different, were he to teach you and not forcibly put the knowledge into your mind, but…” Thor shakes his head. “That’s not a choice that I can make for you.”

“I know.” I pick at the sandwich. “I still think we should contact your team. Even if Loki’s right, and they aren’t enough, they’re bound to know more people that can help.”

“Then we’ll call them.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

“What about Loki?”

“Loki doesn’t know everything, and I am well aware that I’ll never be able to convince him otherwise. But we don’t need to halt our progress simply because he disagrees with your plan.”

“Thing is, it’d be really nice if it weren’t just my plan.”

“It’s not. I have your back on this.”

I nod. “How do we contact them, though? It’s not like I can just google their phone number.”

“There’s no need.”

“Huh?”

“I memorized Stark’s number years ago.”

“You… memorized Tony Stark’s personal phone number?”

“I did. With the way he flits from one thing to another, he is not an easy man to keep track of. Most of the team either memorized his number or stuck to him like glue.”

I laugh. “I see.”

He smiles. “You should eat. We’ll call after.”

With my meal finished, Thor and I situate ourselves on the floor in the middle of my office. Charles climbs all over our laps and I have to push his face away from my phone several times.

“You’re sure this is the right number?”

“I’m certain.”

“Okay.” I dial the number, put the phone on speaker, and hold it away from me. “What if he doesn’t answer?”

“He will, (Y/N). It’s not as if it’s easy to find this number.”

“Okay.” I bite my thumb, unsure of what to do with myself. "What am I supposed to say?"

"Explain the situation. We know Thanos is close and that Banner is Earth-side." He tries to reassure me with a smile. "You can do this. I promise."

The phone suddenly stops ringing and my eyes snap to Thors. He nods once and I focus in on the phone.

“How did you get this number.” It’s not a question.

“Tony Stark, right?” I ask.

“If you know enough to ask, then you know you’ve got the right number. Now, how’d you find it?”

“Thor gave it to me.”

“Bullshit.”

“Considering he’s sitting directly across from me right now, I’m gonna say it’s really not.”

"Still don't believe you."

"Well, I could always hand the phone off…" I catch Thor shaking his head. "I'm getting a firm no from the big guy, so I'm gonna say he wants me to do most of the talking."

"Convenient."

“Yeah, extremely. Listen, you can hang up on me, but at least hear me out. I wouldn’t even think about calling you or anyone on your team if it weren’t a life or death situation.”

He sighs. “Fine. If I don’t like what I hear, I’m hanging up.”

“I can’t promise you’ll like it.”

“Just talk.”

I take a deep breath and start talking.

“A few months ago, Thor crash landed in the forest just outside of town. No memory of what happened to get him there or anything like that. I helped him find Loki, who restored his memory, we found out that Asgard was destroyed and then the ship they were on was attacked by a galactic tyrant named Thanos, who’s on his way to Earth as we speak.” I pause a moment to take a breath. “But you knew that last bit already.”

“How would you know?”

“Because Dr. Banner’s back on Earth.”

“... Yes he is. Crashed into some wizard's place on Bleeker Street.”

I frown and glance up at Thor. “Wizard?”

Thor leans forward. “Stark, you said a wizard on Bleeker Street?”

“That you, Hammer Time?‘

“Yes, it’s me. You said a wizard on Bleeker Street. Do you mean Doctor Strange?”

“Have you two met?”

“Yes, actually. Last time I was in New York.”

“Really wish you’d given us a call, pal.”

“I’ll keep that in mind next time, but right now we have bigger things to worry about.”

“Right, another alien invasion. What do they want this time?”

“The infinity stones,” Thor answers. “I’ve no clue how many he’s managed to gather as of now, but there are three on Earth as we speak.”

“Three?”

“One is with Strange, one with Vision, and the third is here, with Loki.”

“Thanos is coming here because we’ve got half of what he needs,” I interject. “If we can figure out a way to protect the stones here or use them against him, we’ll be better off in the long run.”

“And where do you play into this?” Stark asks.

“I just want to help. I can’t fight, but I can use magic. I’ll do whatever I can do make sure we win.”

“You really dig deep into that ‘we’ thing. We haven’t even met yet.”

“I trust her,” Thor says. “She’s powerful, and more than that, she’s reliable.”

“And what about Loki?”

“He’ll see reason, in the end.” Thor nods resolutely. “I’ll see to it that he does.”

“Good. I’ll fill the team in and send a Quin out to pick you three up. Be ready to leave early tomorrow.” He pauses. “Where exactly are you?”

“You’re the one with the fancy computers,” I say. “I’m sure you’re more than capable of tracing the call.”

Stark laughs. “You’re right. I started looking before I even picked up.”

“Wouldn’t expect anything less.”

“What’s your name, mystery girl?”

“(Y/N).”

“Alright, (Y/N). I look forward to meeting you.”

“You too.”

The line goes dead and I drop the phone to the carpet before scrubbing my hands over my face.

“That went much better than I expected it would,” Thor admits.

“I never wanna do that ever again.” I laugh a little hysterically. “I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest.”

“I promise, he’s a kind man. He is, however…”

“A little paranoid?” Thor nods. “I can’t say I blame him.”

“Are you sure that you want to go with us?”

“Of course. I can’t let you guys cowboy around on your own, especially knowing your team’s past with Loki.”

“I only worry that you may not be safe.”

“I know, but I’ll be able to protect myself, to some extent, and I’m going to work on my magic so that I’ll be stronger before we have to fight. But, until then,” I push myself to my feet. “I need to apologize to your brother.”

“Oh?”

“Well, I figure I should be in good standing with someone before I ask them to teach me something.”

“You’re going to accept his offer?”

“I am. I have conditions, but we don’t have the luxury to wait for Heimdall now.” I cast my eyes upwards. “Absolutely no offense to you, we’re just pressed for time.”

“None taken. (Y/N). As it stands, I’m afraid we’ve most likely exhausted our resources.”

“Duly noted.” I reach out to Thor and he takes my hand. “Things’ll be fine. I promise.”

“I know.” He kisses my knuckles. “But that doesn’t mean that I fully trust Loki.”

“Don’t have to trust him to benefit from his knowledge.”

At that, Thor laughs. "I suppose you're right."

"Would you think of dinner ideas while I talk to him?”

Thor nods and gently pushes me towards the door before getting to his feet. Charles follows us out into the hall and takes off down the stairs. Thor finds Daisy when we reach the ground floor and takes her outside to play. I find Loki in the living room, reading a book on the couch. Charles has situated himself in the recliner across the room and is glaring at Loki, tail swishing.

“You should make an effort to tame your beasts,” Loki says, calmly turning the page in his book.

“Oh really, you’re worried about a little house cat?”

“He doesn’t like me.”

“I don’t like you much, either, so I can’t really blame him.”

He closes the book and sets it to the side. “What is it that you want?”

“I want to apologize for the way I acted earlier.”

“Why?”

“Because I was harsh and abrupt, and I figure it’s better to apologize before I ask you to teach me than after.”

“What made you change your mind?”

“The Avengers are sending a jet to pick us up tomorrow. All of us need to be ready for what’s coming, and Heimdall won’t be able to make it before Thanos does.”

He grins and leans forward on his knees, clearly enjoying this. “So what you’re saying is… you need my help.”

“Yes, that’s what I just said.”

He sighs and leans against the back of the couch, examining his nails. “It’s alright to admit you were wrong, you know.”

“I literally just did. I’m saying that I need your help to fully understand my magic.”

“Now,” he rises to his feet and quickly approaches me. “Was that so hard?”

I roll my eyes and walk off to the back door. “You’re ridiculous.”

Alright, so we’re headed directly towards a confrontation with Thanos. More than a little stressful to think about, if I’m being honest. Learning from Loki won’t be any treat either, I’m sure.

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“I’ve been waiting for this day for months!” You shouted from the sink as you splashed some water on your face to help get you a little more wide awake. “This is it, babe, no distractions for two whole weeks.” You walked out of the bathroom to pull out your duffle bag that you’ve had packed for days now. “It’s just gonna be you, me, and the open road for the next fourteen days. Do you think you can handle all that?”

“Nobody can handle you, that’s why I’m completely enamored with you, Y/N.” Thor came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you stuffed the last few things you would need in your already overstuffed bag and planted a kiss on the top of your head.

You leaned into his hold and you would have let things escalate from there if you didn’t have a schedule to stick to. You turned around in his arms and held his face in his hands and you noticed he looked somewhat disappointed before you flashed him a cheeky grin.“We can’t get distracted today, Lord of Thunder, besides we have the next two weeks for that.”

“You’re right,” Thor conceded, “we’ve got no time to waste.” He pulled away from your grasp after giving you a quick peck on the cheek and grabbed his own bags from under the bed.

“Okay, I think I’ve got everything I need and I stole the keys to Tony’s car, you know the red one that I really like so we should be just about ready to go.” You said, pulling out the shiny set of keys from where they were hiding in your pillow case and chucked them to Thor.

He caught them effortlessly as he hoisted his bag onto his shoulder. “And I gave Steve the number to the burner phone you picked up and instructed him to only call us if it is an absolute emergency.”

“Perfect and I told Steve if he calls us while we’re off the grid, I will personally deliver the footage I have of him when you got him so drunk he started crying while he sang the Star Spangled Banner outside the compound to every news station in America.”

“Then it sounds like we have everything we need.” He said, a boyish grin on his handsome face as he took your bag as well and lead you down to the compound’s garage.

You walked among the expanse of vehicles until you found the one you were looking for. Parked at the far end was a beautiful vintage cherry red mustang convertible and you couldn’t wait to plant your ass in that passenger seat. “Here she is, the car that’s gonna take us to Los Angeles, California. What a beauty.”

“You really are.” He whispered in your ear, leaving a rush of heat across your face.

Thor threw your bags in the trunk and you hopped into your seat, an excited grin planted firmly on your face. His own giddiness was radiating off of him as he drove you both off of the compound, freedom in the air as it whipped past your face. You leaned over and kissed his cheek before you loaded the mixtape you made into the cassette player.

“This is the perfect road trip playlist to get us across the country.” You proclaimed proudly over the sound of air whipping past you. The rising sun cast an unearthly glow across your unearthly boyfriend and you couldn’t help but stare. “Hey, I’m really happy we’re finally doing this.”

“Me too.” Thor beamed at you before he reached over and squeezed your thigh, his gaze returning to the road before you.

There was only one other car pumping gas at the station you pulled into and you were grateful for the shade provided from the warm summer sun. You looked around at your surroundings and noted the desolate expanse and how different it was from what you had back home. It was refreshing and you would have taken comfort in it if you weren’t drawing to the conclusion that you were absolutely and positively lost.

You turned back to the map you had splayed out on the hood of the car, scratching your head in thought as Thor filled up the gas tank at the pump. “Hon, I hate to say it, but I think we’re lost.” You said uneasily.

Thor popped the cap back on the gas tank as he walked over to where you were looking over the map with a confused look on your face. “We can’t be too lost. All we have to do is figure which part of Indiana we’re in and get back on the main highway.” He gestured vaguely at the crinkled map and you got the idea that he wasn’t all that confident about your whereabouts as he wanted you to think.

“Indiana? I thought we were in Ohio.” You gave him a funny look before you both burst into a fit of giggles. That was the thing you loved most about Thor. He never took anything too seriously and there wasn’t a situation you couldn’t get through together so there was never any point in letting things get out of hand.

“Alright then,” He started when you both managed to regain your composure, “you head inside and replenish our snack supply while I try to figure out which state we’ve managed to lose ourselves in.”

“Sounds like a plan.” You conceded as you reached into the glove box for your wallet before pulling Thor down to your level to leave a kiss on his cheek. “I’ll be right back.”

Casually strolling through the lowly stocked aisles, you picked up Thor’s favorites along with your most loved road trip munchies. The pickings were slim, but you still managed to fill the rickety shopping basket with the necessities and then some. You were preoccupied with paying for your finds that you hadn’t noticed Thor was making some new friends outside. He was chatting amicably with two young ladies, who no doubt recognized the God of Thunder from the news, gesturing to the map wildly and then to you who had finished paying for your junk food.

“Y/N! I think I’ve managed to un-lose us.” Thor said excitedly as you unloaded your stuff in the car. “These nice girls have informed me that we are, indeed in Ohio and that the highway is just a few miles south, we just got a little off track.” He pointed to the girls in question and they waved at you politely, obviously unable to believe their luck.

“Really? That’s awesome, thank you so much for your help.” You gushed, tucking your food away so you could properly thank your guides. “You have to let us repay you somehow.”

“Actually, we were hoping we could get a picture?” One of the girls asked sheepishly, holding up her phone for emphasis.

“Of course, it’s the least we could do.” You replied earnestly as you took the phone from her hands and opened the camera app. “Right, babe?”

“Absolutely!” Thor said as he positioned himself in between the girls with his classic dorky grin and flashed a peace sign. You snapped a few shots of the three of them before you returned the phone to its owner. “I’m sure we all look great and thank you, once more for your help. We are indebted to you and your companion.” Thor took the hand of the girl who owned the phone and planted a soft kiss on top of it before doing the same to her friend. They immediately became flustered and quickly headed back to their car, allowing you to continue on your journey.

“You’re such a flirt.” You teased as you pulled Thor in for a chaste kiss. He let you go when you pulled away and gave your ass a little pinch when you turned to get into the car. “Well I’m not above using my godly wiles to get what I need.”

“Oh don’t I know it.” You said with a flirtatious wink. “Now if you’re done whoring yourself out, we have a road trip to get back to.”

Once you were both buckled in, you threw on your sunglasses and busted out a can of Pringles as Thor pulled out of the gas station. The sun was still high in the sky and you had a long way to go before you reached the next roadside attraction, but you both managed to pass the time without getting too bored. It also helped that you two could just ride in silence when there was nothing to say without it feeling awkward or uncomfortable.

Thor insisted on driving the entire time, citing his godly ability to remain sharp and ability to go longer without sleep. You appreciated the fact that he took up the responsibility so you committed yourself to being the best co-pilot you could possibly be. To you, this meant providing endless amounts of snack, always having water on hand to keep him adequately hydrated, and making sure an awesome mix was playing at all times. Your final duty was the most important, however, and you tried to only perform it when absolutely necessary so the novelty wouldn’t wear off: Blow jobs on the open road.

The sun was beginning to set on the horizon and you could tell morale was getting low. Thor wouldn’t say it, but driving wasn’t the most exciting thing in the world to him and you really wanted to show him how much you appreciate him. You saw your opportunity as less cars filled the road and more stars appeared in the sky. He had his arm around you so you had perfect access to his lower body. You pressed into his side a little more and nuzzled into his neck, leaving a trail of kisses.

Thor leaned into your touch as a low groan grumbled from within his chest. You left a few more kisses before your hand began to slowly make its way down his chest and into his lap. His legs tensed just a bit at your touch when you found his hardening bulge and massaged it through his jeans.

“Y/N, what do you think you’re doing?” He asked cautiously when you began to undo the button and zipper.

“Shh, just focus on the road, baby.” You hushed him innocently as you freed his now throbbing member from the restrictive material of his jeans and used the pre cum that was already leaking from his tip to work your hand up and down his length.

Once you had sufficiently jerked him off, you dragged your tongue up the length of his cock making sure it was sufficiently wet. Then you lowered your lips onto him before taking him in all the way, nearly unhinging your jaw in the process. To say he was well endowed was an understatement, but that never stopped you.

Thor let out a strangled groan at the feel of your wet mouth on his hard cock and released some of the tension from earlier. You gagged as you took him deeper into your mouth and hit the back of your throat. Once you found a comfortable position, you began moving your mouth up and down. Soon enough, the sloppy, wet sound of you going down on your boyfriend drowned out whatever was playing on the stereo. Your jaw was getting sore and you weren’t doing your neck any favors either, but you were determined to get him to finish.

With one hand on the wheel, Thor reached down with the other to grab a fistful of your hair to push you down as deep as you could go and bucked his hips up in an effort to help you reach a new depth. You swallowed around him when he pushed you back down to his base and he let out your name in a guttural moan that was music to your ears. Your eyes began to water and your gags became less controlled and Thor loved every moment of it.

“Fuck, Y/N, don’t stop-!” He sputtered between gasps. It’s hard to respond when you have a dick in your mouth, so you murmured something you hoped would convey to him that you would not stop until he was ready. The vibrations only added to the onslaught of pleasure he was feeling and you could feel his impending release.

“I’m-gonna come-!” He said between strangled moans that only served to spur you on. “Don’t stop!”

You jerked him off with both hands in tune with what your mouth was doing to speed up his orgasm with the varying pressures. Within moments of doing so, you felt his body spasm beneath you as he came in your mouth. He filled your throat with his release and you swallowed it down, ignoring the slightly bitter taste of it. You gagged once more as you worked him through his orgasm and finally removed your head from his lap.

“That was just incredible, Y/N.” Thor said, a little breathlessly while you cleaned yourself up as best you could.

“Stop it, you’re gonna make me blush.” You joked, but you were also beaming with pride as he adjusted himself back into his jeans. Once you were settled back into your seat, he reached an arm over your shoulders and pulled you back up into his side.

“I’ll be sure to return the favor at our next pit stop.” He said in a low voice that sent shivers up your spine. That man never went back on his word and suddenly, you couldn’t wait to be off the road again.

He pressed a loving kiss to the crown of your head and you sighed in content, enjoying just being where you were. The lights from passing cars lit up Thor’s face briefly and you took a moment to admire the man you loved so much. Your jaw ached, your wrists were sore, but your heart was more full than ever.

You were terrified, and rightly so, but there was also a part of you that was extremely excited. So many unanswered questions swam through your mind. Would the child carry more of Thor’s traits than yours? Was it a boy or a girl? Would the child have powers similar to their fathers? How much danger would this child be in at all times, and how would your pregnancy differ from other normal pregnancies? How would you keep your baby safe?

A knock on your open bedroom door made you jump out of your thoughts.

“Sorry to startle you!” the voice squeaked, soft but raspy. A woman was standing in the doorway that you’d never seen before. Her palms were outstretched in defense. “Bruce sent me up to get you. I’m Natasha Romanoff.” This time her hand was out for you to shake. “But you can call me Nat.”

You reached and took her hand, shaking it once or twice before dropping it. She was stunning, with auburn hair that hung in loose curls around her shoulders. Her eyes were astonishingly green, like sparkling emeralds.

“Hi, Nat,” you said with a smile, getting up from your chair. It had only been a few weeks since you’d found out that you were pregnant, but you were already beginning to show. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” she replied, with a smile to match your own. Her eyes moved to the lump under your shirt. “Wow, you got a belly goin’ on there, huh?”

“Yeah…” you sighed, rubbing your bump. “I wasn’t expecting this to go like a normal pregnancy, but this little seed just keeps growing. I’m afraid there won’t be any room left.”

“Well, you’re in the best hands possible here, trust me. Come on,” Nat said, grabbing your hand as if you were old friends. “Bruce is waiting.”

She led you out of the room, navigating expertly around the tower, and down the long, spiral staircase to Bruce’s lab. Here, he’d acquired all the equipment he’d need to help you along with your pregnancy. After speaking with Thor, Tony, and Bruce, you all decided it was the best and safest idea to monitor you from Stark Tower. No one, not even Thor, had ever dealt with the birth of a demigod before. If you went to an actual obstetrician, it might raise a few eyebrows, considering you were carrying a god’s child. Also, the prospect of Loki meaning to harm or kidnap you, or your unborn child, was still an issue.

When you finally reached the door of Bruce’s lab, Nat pushed it open and rushed you inside. Bruce was waiting with a smile. He embraced you to him, giving you a slight squeeze.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Nat said, making her way back through the door. She smiled, her teeth as white as snow. “It was nice to meet you. I’ll see you around.”

And she was gone, slipping away in the darkness of the hallway with scary precision. You stared at the door for a millisecond, before turning towards the reason you were here.

“Hi, Bruce,” you said, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning,” he replied shyly. He had excitement written all over his face; his eyes positively twinkling with it. “I have a surprise for you.”

“What is it?” you asked, sitting down in the chair that Bruce patted with his hand for you to occupy.

“Equipment!” he cried, clapping his hands together. “Actual real obstetrician equipment. We can monitor the progress of your baby now. In real time!”

His eyes lit up as he gestured to the shiny, stainless steel monitors and machines that buzzed and whirred around you.

“Bruce! This is amazing! How did you get all this?”

“Tony! Of course. When I told him what was going on, he didn’t even hesitate. He’s away, but he wanted me to tell you that we’re all here for you. And Thor. We want to help. This is Tony’s way of helping.”

“He’s done enough by letting me stay here. Thank him for me when you speak to him, but I’d like to thank him in person.”

“I’m sure you’ll get the chance,” Bruce said with a soft smile. “Now, shall we get started?”

You lifted up your shirt and laid back, as Bruce fixed the chair. His eyes grew wide as he saw your ever growing bump.

“Wow,” he whispered, his eyes widening.

You chuckled under your breath.

“Yeah,” you sighed. “Tell me about it.”

“I’m not a… doctor in that right but, I don’t think you shouldn’t be, um…” he stopped, not wanting to offend you.

“This humongous?” you replied, rubbing your belly. It was true. It had only been several weeks and you couldn’t even see your feet. “This baby is growing much faster than any normal baby, that’s for sure. I swear I felt it kick me in the ribs this morning.”

“Are you experiencing any sickness? Any pain?”

“No, just a bit of nausea here and there, but nothing serious. I’m eating like a house though,” you said, suddenly feeling your stomach rumble. “I could eat a whole pizza by myself, I swear.”

“Banner!” a low, soothing voice called from the staircase, as Thor made his way down. “I came as soon as you called.” He had a smile on his face as bright as the sun when he saw you, stomach out. “What is all of this?” Thor asked excitedly.

“We’re going to look at our baby,” you beamed, reaching out for his hand. He took it, wrapping his fingers into yours. Your hands always felt so small in his own. You suddenly imagined how small your baby would look, wrapped up in his giant arms. “Bruce and Tony got us an ultrasound machine.”

“It’s 3D,” Bruce chimed in, grinning like a madman. He was so pleased with himself.

“I’m not sure what all of that means,” Thor said. “But let’s see that beautiful baby boy!”

“What makes you think it’s a boy?” you asked, raising your eyebrow.

“Let’s just say… I have a hunch,” he replied, leaning down to place his hand over your stomach, before leaving a soft kiss on your forehead. “But whatever it is, it is part of you, and I will love them with everything I have.”

“Okay,” Bruce said, snapping rubber gloves onto his hands. “Thor, could you please put this stuff on her stomach?”

“What is this?”

“It’s going to help us see the baby better.”

Thor squirted the gel onto your stomach and it was cold. You yelped and he chuckled, before clucking you quiet. Bruce placed the device to your stomach and began moving it around. The monitor across from him lit up with activity. You watched as his eyes widened.

“Wow…” he breathed, as he moved the device along your stomach.

“What is it?” you asked, doing your best not to fidget on the table. Thor squeezed your hand to make you sit still.

“I think I know why you’re um, bigger than normal.”

“Because she houses the child of the God of Thunder, that’s why,” Thor quipped, winking at you.

“Thor, aren’t you also the God of Fertility?” Bruce asked, his eyes glancing from him back to the monitor again.

“I am,” he replied with a nod. “But why do you ask?”

Bruce turned the monitor towards the both of you. There, you could see two perfect beings, like ying and yang, entwined around each other. Like peas in a pod. You could see the outlines of their faces, due to the 3D technology, and one of them clearly had Thor’s nose. The other was sucking their thumb. 

“Well... because you’re not just having one. You’re having two.”

You stared at the monitor for what felt like an eternity. No one spoke. Thor’s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water.

“T-twins?” you finally stammered. “Can we see what they ---”

“One boy,” Bruce said before you could finish your question, moving closer to the screen to be sure. “And one girl.”

Your heart hammered in your chest. You were housing not one, but two demigods. The sudden panic of birthing two babies overwhelmed you. You felt your eyes begin to roll in the back of your head, heard the sound of Thor’s pleas for you to open your eyes, to stay with him, as you passed out on the table. 

Your field of view was black for a moment, before a vision washed over you. You were standing in what felt like a century old library, a large, stone staircase in the center of it. There was a new man you’d never seen before, pouring over a dusty book. He looked up from what he was reading as he realized something, as if an epiphany came over him, or as if he felt something. The mysterious man looked around, his eyes darting to each dark corner of the room, to be sure they were empty. The man walked to the middle of the room, his cloak billowing behind him. He was standing so close to you, but he couldn’t see you.

“I can feel you,” he said to the air, and you knew he was speaking directly to you. “I can feel your electric energy. If you can hear me, please, you need to know.”

You wanted to scream, but nothing came out. You knew he was speaking directly to you.

“My name is Dr Stephen Strange,” the man said, outstretching his hands. “Loki of Asgard has entered Earth’s atmosphere, and he means to find you.”

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Thor sneaks out of the castle once again, a dark hood covers his face as he hurries across the court and makes his way to the stables. With learned accuracy he saddles his horse and gallops into the night. Thor forces the horse to go faster and faster into the wilderness of Asgard until he reaches the border to Nornheim. Thor ties the horse to one of the roots of Yggdrasill, the world tree, and climbs on another, a thick and sturdy root covered in patches of moss, vines and mushrooms. He could make the journey with his eyes closed. Gracefully he slides down deeper and deeper into the heart of the tree. Jumping from root to root he soon finds the cavern.

Walking into the dark and overgrown cave he takes off his hood and looks deeper into the darkness and small orbs of light awake and start to glow, filling the cavern with dim yellow light. Now he can see the familiar shape of the mirror. It is taller than him and its frame is decorated with entangled serpents. Thor sits down on the ground and looks at his dim reflection in it.

“Dance for me, my love,” he says and a figure appears in the mirror. You wear a little white dress and its silks float in the air as you stand on your toes and start to turn. Thor watches you as you go round and round and round, your graceful arms over your head. You bend and turn, you dance for him for hours on end every night.

Thor watches, mesmerized how your muscles move under your skin, he looks at your beautiful face and all he can see are your eyes, they look as if they are made of pure ice and he feels himself slipping deeper and deeper into them. He doesn’t want to leave you.

“Thor…” he hears a whisper, “Come dance with me!”

Thor looks at your figure, you have stretched out your arm, waiting for him to take your hand.

“I wish I could…” Thor stands up and wants to take your hand, but his fingers are stopped by the glass, “I must go, I’ll come back tomorrow.”

“Thor… come to me…” you plead.

“I will, my love, tomorrow,” Thor promises and watches you pirouette until the mirror turns dark again and all he can see is himself.

The next night Thor is back and around his neck is a small vial.

“My love, dance for me one last time,” Thor asks as he stands in front of the mirror. Your figure appears again and like all the other nights, you dance.

“Come, dance with me…” you almost sing to him and stretch out your arm to invite him.

“I will…” Thor is mesmerized. He takes the small vial from around his neck and opens it, the sweet smell of poison filling his nostrils. You smile at him.

“Come to me, my love…” you place your hand against the glass, “Come…”

Thor downs the vial and swallows the poison. The bottle hits the ground and he too places his hand on the glass right where yours is. As the life inside him starts to drain, the barrier between you slowly disappears until you could wrap your fingers around his.

“Come now…” you smile and pull him closer for a kiss.

“Stop this now, Nidhogg! Set him free!” you hear a bellow and see Odin standing behind his son.

“I am free… my body was a cage, but now my mind is free…” Thor whispers, his eyes turning into ice, “I can dance with the woman I love…”

Odin pulls his son away from the mirror, but you follow, wrapping your thin, bony fingers around the fame of the mirror and start pulling yourself through. As you do so the muscles under your skin seem to disappear and all that is left is skin covering a skeleton. Odin, holding his son points Gungnir at you and sends you back into your domain and returns Thor’s soul to his body. Thor opens his eyes to see your true form – a giant dragon - slam against the inside of the mirror with anger before disappearing.

Thor, now released from your spell, looks around, confused.

“What was that?” he almost bellows.

“That, my son, was the gateway to Niffleheim, the realm of the dead, unlike Bifrost, this way demands your soul to enter. You were under the spell of Nidhogg who took the form of Y/n, an Asgardian I used to know when I was a young boy, still as beautiful as the day she was executed for the crimes she committed.”

“We must destroy the mirror,” Thor says.

“No, breaking it would set the dragon free to destroy all the nine realms,” Odin says as Thor stood up.

“So it can’t be left unprotected here!” Thor is shocked.

“It is perfectly safe here, it is under many spells and only someone with unimaginable power could get through it, guards can’t be placed here, they will be lured in and give their life just like you wanted to. It has been here for thousands of years. So let us just leave now before someone else gets hurt.”

Odin stands up and walks out of the small cavern, Thor follows him, but takes one last look at the mirror and sees you just standing there, holding a frozen bouquet of dead black roses.

“Goodbye, my love…” you whisper.

“Forget about New York for now. The Cube itself hides a very powerful object,” Loki explains. “It’s called the Space Stone, and it allows whoever wields it, provided they can withstand its power, to travel through space at will.”

“So you used it to get away before whatever happened messed with everyone’s heads?”

“Yes, but Heimdall was able to send one man off before anything happened.”

“Who?”

“Bruce Banner.”

“Wait, he was with you?”

“He was.”

“Then we have to get in contact with the Avengers!” I exclaim “If he’s earth-side, they would know.”

“Are you mad?” He shakes his head. “You can’t really believe they’d help, knowing that I have anything to do with this.”

“You didn’t cause this.”

“Not directly. But I’m involved.”

“So is Thor.”

“And so are you,” he says. “They don’t even know you.”

“I don’t know if that’ll work for us or against us in this situation.” I pause. “What the hell do you mean you aren’t directly involved? You were on that ship and you’re the only one who remembers what happened!”

“But it wasn’t my fault this time!”

“In what world does being involved mean that you’re at fault?” I shake my head and roll my eyes. “At any rate, any kind of alien anything falls under the purview of the Avengers.”

Loki scowls. “You’re not going to drop this.”

“Why would I?” I shake my head. “I said I’d help, and taking this to someone who actually can is obviously part of that.”

He rolls his eyes. “Fine.”

“(Y/N?)” Thor croaks.

I don’t hesitate in shuffling over to him. He reaches out to me and takes my face in his hands. His eyes are filled with tears and his face is red and splotchy. He looks me over, almost as if he’s trying to decide if I’m real.

“I’m here,” I murmur. “It’s okay to let go.”

His bottom lip wobbles and he gathers me up in his arms and carefully holds me to his chest. I manage to wriggle my arms out of his hold and wrap one around his shoulders. I comb my fingers through his hair and slowly rock him from side to side as his entire body begins to shake with the force of his sobs.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” I whisper. “You’ve lost so much… I’m so sorry, Thor.”

“There was so much,” he whispers.

“I know.”

He balls up big handfuls of my shirt and takes a deep, shaking breath. I sit and hold him until he can calm down. Loki doesn't even shift from his spot behind me, but it does little to put me at ease.

"That was a lot to take in at once," I murmur. Thor nods against my shoulder and I kiss the side of his head. "How about we get you upstairs? You can get some rest and process what you saw."

"I don't know…"

"I'm sure Daisy could be persuaded to come cuddle with you."

"I…" he sighs. "Alright."

It takes a moment for him to haul himself to his feet, but he allows me to lead him towards the door. I can feel Loki's eyes on us the entire time and it makes my skin crawl.

Once out in the hall, I call out to Daisy and she comes bounding up the stairs.

"That's a good girl!" I pat her side and she brushes up against Thor's leg. "Upstairs, Daisy lady, let's go."

She turns and does as she's told. By the time Thor and I make it up the stairs, she's situated herself on top of the covers. Her eyebrows perk up when she sees us and her tail thumps against the duvet. Thor lowers himself to the edge of the bed and tugs me down into his lap. He wraps his arms around me and presses his nose to my shoulder. The angle is awkward and I can't embrace him the way I was able to earlier.

"I'm so sorry," he says.

"You have nothing to apologize for. You're overwhelmed and mourning a sister you never knew you had, your father, your home. I… I don't know how you're feeling, but I know that it's more than anyone should have to go through on their own."

"He told you?"

I nod. "Everything. I know what happened on Asgard and on that ship. I-I am so sorry, honey. I wish there had been a better way for you to find out."

"I needed to know."

"That's true, but," I lean away and push his hair out of his eyes. "I don't like seeing you in pain." He opens his mouth and I press my fingertips to his lips. "I know you were bound to get hurt at some point while we're together. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon and to feel so… so helpless when it did."

I press my lips together to stop myself from saying anything else. Thor opens his mouth, but thinks better of what he was going to say and simply repositions me so that I can actually hug him. He loops my arms around his shoulders and circles his around my middle. He kisses me in an attempt to reassure me and I rest my forehead against his when we pull away.

"I don't seek out pain," he says, carefully choosing his words. "But it always seems to find me. I've lost so much, just in the last few years. I don't want to lose you too. I don't want to drive you away with my past."

"You won't. We're partners in this relationship." I lean back to meet his eyes and smile. "That means a lot of things, and one of them is dealing with each other's crazy."

"My crazy far outweighs yours, (Y/N)."

I shrug. "Mine is getting up there. I mean, I live alone in a lighthouse, was magically prompted to wander out into the woods to find a god, promptly fell for said god, started learning magic and looking for his brother and then dragged him out of the house in the middle of the night to literally go dig him up."

Thor laughs. "Still."

"On a human level, all of that sounds absolutely nuts, no matter how you swing it."

He nods. "That's true."

I smile and peck him on the lips. "You need to rest."

"What will you do?"

"I have to keep an eye on Loki. He doesn't know where he is. I'm sure he has questions."

"I don't know how I feel about you being alone with him."

"I'm not helpless."

"He has a silver tongue and he's manipulative. As much as I care about my brother, I know that he's not exactly trustworthy."

"Okay," I get to my feet and silently coax Thor into laying down. "If anything, and I mean anything weird happens, I'll come get you immediately."

He sighs and scrubs his hands over his face. "I don't know-"

"Thor, I'm an inch away from knocking you out myself." I pull the blankets up to his chin when he protests again and direct Daisy to lay across his chest. He shakes his head and tries to hide his smile. "Sleep. We'll be here when you're ready."

"Alright."

"Okay."

I stoop down and kiss his forehead before leaving the room.

When I return to the bedroom, Loki is exactly where I left him. I lean in the doorway and fold my arms.

“You hungry?” I ask.

His head shoots up. “What?”

I jerk my head towards the hallway. “Come on. I’ll make us some tea.”

He follows me downstairs and hovers while I put the kettle on and place peppermint tea sachets in mugs. I catch him folding his arms and glancing around out of the corner of my eye.

“Spit it out,” I say.

“What?”

“I can see that you want to say something.” I turn and lean against the counter. “So say it.”

His brow furrows. “You really care about him.”

“He’s my partner. Of course I care about him.”

“I see.”

“What’s your problem with me, anyway?” I tilt my head to the side. “Is it because I’m human?”

“Partially.”

“And the rest?”

“I don’t want to see him hurt.”

“I’m sure it wouldn’t be the first time you’ve seen it.” He scowls. “I’m not with him because he’s a god. Thor is a good man. He’s kind and intelligent and gentle. Most of all, he’s patient with me.”

Loki snorts. “The last thing I’d associate with my brother is patience.”

“I can’t say he’s patient in the day to day. I mean, everything is so fragile and fleeting on our planet, it’s easy to get frustrated. But, he’s patient with me.” I shake my head. “I don’t see why you’d be worried about him, though. From what I know about you, you’re not particularly concerned with that sort of thing.”

“I’m allowed the occasional change of heart, am I not?”

“I don’t know.” The kettle comes to a boil and I wait for the bubbles to calm before pouring water into each mug. “Are you?”

He stares me down and only answers when I hand him his mug.

"I'm not sure," he admits. "It's something I'm still sorting out for myself."

"I see. Well, I guess that's all I can ask of you, right? A little introspection never hurt anyone."

He falls silent and I take that time to drain the sachet and add a packet of sweetener to my tea. I blow across the surface of the tea before taking a sip and immediately regretting it. I ask him if he takes any sweetener in his tea and he shakes his head.

“I wonder if I might ask a few questions,” he says.

“Such as?”

“Where are we?”

“A little no-name town on an inlet in Maine.” I lead him to the living room and gesture to the stairs. “I live in and operate the lighthouse.”

“And you truly speak with Heimdall?”

“Mhm.” Charles jumps up into my lap when I sit on the couch. He places his paws on my chest and tries to put his face in my tea. “Not for you, bud. It’s hot.”

He tried again and I pushed him off. He made a little indignant noise and nosed at my hand.

“Who’s this?” Loki asks.

“This is Charles.” Charles doesn’t take his eyes off the mug and I sigh. “You can’t have the tea, dude. What kind of mother would I be if I let you burn yourself?”

“He seems like a handful.”

“Believe it or not, the handful is curled up with your brother upstairs.” I scowl at Charles. “Would you just sit down?”

I set the mug on the end table and scratch up and down his sides. His back arches and he rubs his face against my cheeks. I scrunch up my face and wait till he’s finished. He eventually settles in my lap and I sigh and grab my tea.

“You can take a seat too,” I say, gesturing for Loki to sit.

He sits on the opposite end of the couch and sips his tea. “You said something about someone with Thor?”

“Right. My dog, Daisy, is keeping him company.” I laugh when his brows pinch together. “He’s her absolute best friend. She follows him all around the house.”

“I see.”

“Sorry, I didn’t answer your question earlier.” I took a big gulp of my cooling tea and set it to the side. “Yes, I do talk to Heimdall. I’m the only one who he’s been able to contact since Thor crash landed a few months back.”

“Odd.” He leans forward and tilts his head to the side. “And how did you discover your magic?”

“My family has a history with magic. My father said an aunt of mine actually had magic and he kept a set of protection runes around in case we needed them. Heimdall theorized that my magic is the reason he was able to contact me and no one else.”

Loki hums. “I see.”

“Heimdall did what he could to teach me how to control it, but magic for me is, I don’t know…” I gesture vaguely. “Kind of just this amorphous blob?”

“Then how do you contain it?”

“How do you mean?”

“Magic isn’t just something that you call on whenever you please, it’s all around you. How do you contain it?”

“Oh, uh…” I shrug. “It’s always just there. I used to get really tired when I tried to cast something, but it’s gotten easier.”

“Explain.”

“I was pulled into some kind of pocket where I was able to see Heimdall. He and I were able to work together to make a kind of magic circuit in order for him and Thor to speak. I practically fainted when that happened, but in the weeks it took to find you I was fine by comparison.”

His jaw clenches, but he simply nods and sips at his tea.

We sit in silence while we finish our drinks. Loki wanders back upstairs to the bedroom he woke up in and I start on making the shepherd’s pie I had planned for dinner. Once it’s in the oven, I go back to my office and finish what I can of the work I had been pulled away from when Loki woke earlier.

The smell of baking cheese eventually draws Loki out into the stairwell and he creeps down to the kitchen when I tell him dinner was ready. He disappears into his room as soon as he clears his plate. While packing up leftovers, I consider leaving out a portion for Thor, but decide against it. If he didn’t wake up for dinner, chances are slim that he’ll wake up for it later. Instead, I put the leftovers in the fridge and go upstairs to get ready for bed.

About an hour later, I crawl into bed and Thor rolls over and wraps his arms around me. With my back against his chest, I grab his hand and kiss his knuckles before settling against him. Charles curls up against my stomach and I eventually doze off.

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Part 10

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He hums. “You did scare me half to death.”

I nodded. “I know, and I really am sorry about that.”

“I know you are.” He shoots me a reassuring smile. “You don’t have to apologize anymore, (Y/N). I understand why you kept it from me.”

“I know. I just still feel bad about the whole thing.”

“I know.”

We eat in silence and I nearly doze off at one point, but Thor reaches across the table and takes my hand. I shake my head and squeeze his hand before going back to my cereal. Thor finishes before me and waits till I’m done before taking my bowl and doing the dishes.

“When do you think he’ll wake?” Thor muses.

“I’m not sure. It took him weeks to crash land, and even then he showed up weeks after I found you.” I shrug. “I’m not even sure he showed up in the same fashion as you did.”

“Oh?”

“Heimdall and I were talking about why he bounced around so much while we were looking for him. My guess is that, whatever it was that messed with your memories, might’ve knocked him off course when Heimdall sent him away.”

“What does Heimdall think?”

“Heimdall doesn’t really have much to go off either. Everyone that I’m in contact with is just as informed as I am, which is to say, we know jack shit about the situation right now. But, if this is anything like when I found you, then it might be a few days till he starts to wake up. I had you here two before you woke up, but I don’t know how long you were out in those woods before I found you.”

Thor nods. “Then we can only hope that he’ll wake soon.”

“Mhm.”

“Do you have any plans for the day?”

“Just working. New assignments have come in and we slept through most of the day, so I’m getting a late start.”

“Ah, sorry.”

“It’s no big deal, we both needed the rest.” I get up from the table and move across the room to kiss his cheek. “If you’ve got any ideas for dinner, let me know, okay?”

“Of course.” He smiles and gestures for me to go. “I’ll come get you for a break in a few hours.”

I grin and head for the stairs. “I’ll look forward to it.”

Thor quietly slips into my office and slits on the floor beside me. Daisy trails in shortly after and plops down beside him. She huffs when he doesn’t immediately scratch her ears.

“I take it you checked on Loki, then?” I ask, not looking away from my work.

“Yes.”

“Any updates?”

He shakes his head and rests his forehead on my thigh. He sighs when I comb my fingers through his hair. “Nothing so far.”

“I’m sorry.”

“He hasn’t even moved.” His shoulders slump and he leans a little more heavily against me. “It’s only been two days, but I can’t help being impatient.”

“I know. You’re worried about your brother. It’s only natural.”

“It’s strange, though,” he says. “He and I have always been at odds. We’ve fought countless times, but I’ve watched him die twice. I’ve had to mourn his loss twice. I’m not sure that I can go through that a third time.”

I push away from the desk slightly and take his face in my hands. “I’m sure that everything will be fine. He was out there for a long time, and we don’t know what kind of energy he expended.”

“Right.” He covers one of my hands with his. “I’m sure he just needs to rest.”

“He’s strong, Thor. I’m sure he’ll be up before we know it.”

“Thank you, (Y/N).”

“It’s nothing to thank me for.”

“You sell yourself so short,” he says softly. “I’ll make you recognize how wonderful you are one day.”

“Thor…”

He smiles. “But that won’t be today.” He hauls himself up from the floor. “I’ve distracted you for long enough, I’ll let you get back to work.”

“I’ll be done in half an hour. We can talk more then, if you want?”

He stoops down and kisses my forehead. “I’d like that.”

Thor pats his leg to get Daisy’s attention and gestures for her to follow him out of the room. She shoots me a tired look and I laugh as she trots out to the stairs after Thor. I do my best to finish with work, but it takes fifteen minutes longer than I initially expected. When I finally manage to make it downstairs, I collapse on the couch beside Thor.

“I had to talk them out of concussion induced pyrokinesis,” I mutter.

“I have no idea what that means,” Thor says.

I scrub my hands over my face and curl into his side. “Because it’s something that shouldn’t reasonably exist, even in fiction.”

He laughs. “Did you succeed?”

“Eventually. I just have to hope they don’t try to sneak it in somewhere else later on.”

“I’m sure you’ll prevail in the end.”

I shake my head. “I appreciate your optimism.”

He hums and kisses the top of my head. “We should talk.”

“I agree.”

“I don’t want to force anything on you,” he says. “We kissed two nights ago, but that doesn’t have to mean anything.”

“I think it should. After the time we’ve spent together and what we’ve been through, I know that it’s not just some schoolgirl crush. I actually like you. Especially when I get to think for myself about it.” His brow furrows. “Heimdall likes to meddle sometimes. But no one’s had to convince me that I like you.”

He smiles. “It looks like our roles have switched, doesn’t it?”

“It certainly does.” I take his hand. “But I meant what I said that night. My feelings for you are real. I’m not going to be shy about it, especially when I’m this comfortable with you.”

He sighs softly. “I’m glad to hear you say that.”

I reach up and brush my fingers over his cheek. “You said I was wonderful earlier, but I don’t get how you can’t see how much light you put out into the world.”

“Maybe it’s just reflected back at me,” he offers.

“If that’s the case, then maybe I need to put you in front of a mirror. Reflect some of that energy directly back into you.” I push myself up from the couch and attempt to drag Thor up with me. “Come on. I’m hungry and I think we’ve still got stroganoff leftovers in the fridge.”

He laughs and allows himself to be led into the kitchen. “Do you always think with your stomach?”

“Not always, but you’re certainly one to talk!” Thor tries to look offended, but only succeeds in making himself laugh harder. “Your appetite is astounding.”

“I am a big man, (Y/N),” he says. “And beyond that, I am a god. Sometimes I need to eat more than a human does.”

“I know,” I dig around in the fridge for the leftovers. “I’m just poking a little fun.”

I glance back and find him leaning against the counter, arms folded, small smile playing at his lips. “I know you are.”

I pull the leftovers from the fridge. “You wanna try this the way my grandfather liked to eat it?”

Walking past Loki’s room a couple of days later, I heard a quiet shuffling. Thor hadn’t mentioned any kind of change in his brother when we talked earlier, so I open the door just a crack and peek inside.

Loki is sitting up in bed, rubbing his eyes. I almost step into the room, but I stop myself short, realizing that he doesn’t know me. I don’t want him to panic and not have any way to calm him down.

Instead, I run out to the back yard to let Thor know that Loki is awake.

“What?” he yells back.

“He’s awake!” I holler. “Come inside, I’m gonna need your help!”

He calls out his confirmation and I head back inside. I grab a glass of water for Loki before I go back upstairs and very, very slowly open the door.

He sits with his head in his hands, and I can’t tell if he’s heard me come in. I gently knock on the door to get his attention and his head jerks up at the sound. I wave and step into the room.

“It’s good to see you awake,” I say. “We were starting to think you’d be out forever.”

“What?”

“We found you almost five days ago.” I cross the room to hand him the glass of water. “You didn’t even move until today, I don’t think.”

“Who is ‘we’?” he asks.

“It’s just Thor and I.”

“Thor?” He perks up slightly.

“Yeah, he should be here soon.”

“Where is he?” He shoots up from the bed and I stumble back when he reaches out for me. “Tell me, woman!”

I drop the water and throw my hands up to shield myself. Loki never makes contact, and it takes a moment for me to realize that there’s a semi-visible barrier between us. I stare at my hands, surprised.

“Where is my Brother!” Loki yells.

He pounds against the shield and I stumble over my own feet and fall to the floor. The shield flickers briefly, but I manage to hold it steady. This only serves to further infuriate him and I cringe each time he slams his fists against the shield.

“Heimdall, what do I do?!”

“Hold the shield and wait for Thor.”

“That’s it?!”

“What is it that you expect me to do, (Y/N)?”

“I don’t know, I’m freaking out, here!” I yell for Thor, and hope that he can hear me. “Stop punching the shield, you’re just gonna wind up hurting yourself!”

“Drop the shield, and I’ll show you just what the meaning of hurt is,” Loki hisses.

“You know what, I don’t really like the sound of that.”

 He pushes harder, and I can feel the shield straining under my hold. I can faintly hear Thor’s heavy footsteps in the stairwell, and I push all that I can into maintaining the shield. Just as cracks start to spiderweb across the surface,Thor steps into the room. Loki sees him and stops his assault against my magic, relaxing enough that I can let the shield go. I lie back on the floor, one arm flung over my face, taking deep heaving breaths.

“(Y/N), are you alright?” Thor asks.

I nod and point at Loki. “Put him in a bubble till you could get here.”

“You put him in a bubble?!”

“He moved faster than I expected. It was the first thing that popped into my head.”

“Why are you on the floor?”

“He punched the shield and startled me.”

I hear him shift towards his brother. “You tried to attack her?!”

“You say that as if I’m supposed to know who she is or where I am.”

“You shouldn’t have to know someone to know not to attack them.” Thor crouches down beside me and helps me sit up. “I’m sorry, (Y/N).”

“It’s fine, he doesn’t know where he is.” I feel Loki’s eyes on me and I glance up at him. “What?”

Loki snorts and turns his attention to Thor. “Really, brother? Another human?”

“Excuse me? You’re in my house, in my bed. If it weren’t for this human, you’d probably be choking on sand right about now.”

Loki’s brows pull together and he looks to his brother for confirmation. Thor just nods.

He looks at me with an almost pained expression. “Well then. I apologize.”

“Good.”

He nods and immediately frowns when his hand makes contact with his chest. He pinches the fabric between his fingers and pulls it away from his body.

“What in Odin’s name am I wearing?”

“My clothes,” Thor says.

“Your clothes?”

I lift my hand. “I made them smaller. They’re clean, I promise.”

“You?”

“Yeah, the magic was relatively easy compared to what I was doing to track you down.”

He blinks rapidly, looking genuinely surprised. “And how did you learn this magic?”

“It’s a bit convoluted,” I explain. “Heimdall did what he could to help, but I essentially just had to force the magic to do what I wanted.”

"And you've been privy to this training with Heimdall, have you, brother?"

"As much as I can be," Thor says. "I've only been able to speak with Heimdall once since I arrived, and it's solely because (Y/N) acted as a bridge."

Loki scowls, unsatisfied with the answer. "Explain. Now."

Thor obliges and explains everything. I occasionally interject, filling in anything that Thor misses.

“Why would you spend all that energy on finding me, though?”

“(Y/N) believes that you may hold the key to understanding what happened to us,” Thor says. “Our memories were tampered with, and you’re the only person I can think of who wasn’t accounted for.”

“I see...” Loki stroked his chin. “And you truly remember nothing?”

“Have I any reason to lie to you, brother?”

“Of course not.”

“Do you remember anything?” I ask.

“Everything, actually.”

“I-really?”

“Yes. I believe that I can restore Thor’s memories as well, but it won’t be pleasant.”

“Do it,” Thor says. “I need to know what happened.”

“Hold on a moment,” I say. “How do we know you won’t just make things worse?”

“Why would I do that? He’s dumb enough as is. If anything, this would be an improvement.” I glare at him and he lifts his hands in surrender. “I don’t want to make things worse. Just to share the knowledge.”

“Fine.”

Loki shuffles closer to Thor and places his hands on either side of his face. Only when Thor nods does he close his eyes. The familiar hum of magic fills the room, but it's different from when I cast. The sound is concentrated near Loki's hands, and I can only assume that it's because he's far more skilled than I am that the sound doesn't fill the entire room.

The magic courses through Thor's body and I nearly lurch forward when his spine goes rigid. I stop myself halfway when I realize that whatever Loki's doing to restore his memories will most likely drain him of whatever energy he previously had. I sit back and fold my hands in my lap and force myself to just sit and watch. I have to remind myself to stay put when Thor begins to make small pained noises. He wanted to go through with it, and interrupting the spell could be dangerous.

Loki's eyes snap open with a flash of green light before his hands fall away from Thor's face. Thor's shoulders relax momentarily as he slowly remembers where he is, and he recoils and scrambles away from his brother. My first instinct is to move to help him, but when I reach out to him and he flinches away from my touch, I start to worry.

"He's in shock," Loki says. "Barely anything that he saw was happy. In spite of how optimistic he is most of the time, he’s experienced many hardships, as of late."

"Tell me what happened on that ship." He hesitates and I frown. "How am I supposed to help if I don't know what happened?"

"You truly want to help?"

"Of course I do."

"You know what we are. Do you understand the dangers that follow us?"

"I'm well aware of the trouble you get yourselves into."

"I see." He sighs and shifts uncomfortably on the carpet. "I'll tell you what happened, then."

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Part 9

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“What’s going on?”

“Massive breakthrough,” I say. I shake my head and move back to the stairs. “Meet me downstairs, We gotta go as soon as you’re ready.”

“What time is it?” he asks, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

I pause, trying to remember if I checked. Eventually, I shake my head. “No clue. Just get downstairs.”

I hurtle down the stairs and grab my bag from the chair in the entryway. I walk through the kitchen and grab my cell phone from the counter and a huge flashlight from under the sink.

“Do you have any idea of where he is?”

“Somewhere along the beach, I think,” I mutter. “Maybe I should grab a tarp…”

I moved out to the carport and tossed my bag into the truck before shuffling around in the bed to make sure I had everything I’d need.

“How will you find him?”

“Drive until I get the same feeling I had when I got up, run down to the beach, and wander around till I find him. Easy.” I glance up just in time to see Thor stumbling into the kitchen.

“Just be careful.”

“I will.” I open the door to the kitchen and gesture for Thor to come out to the car. “We have to go.”

Thor sighs and joins me outside. Once he’s in the car, I climb in and we immediately head south.

“Where are we going?” Thor asks.

I shake my head. “I don’t know, we just have to drive until I know to stop.”

“I don’t much like the sound of that.”

“I know. It’s not my best line.” I turn out onto the highway that follows the beach. “Please be patient with me.”

Thor frowns but nods and folds his hands in his lap. He doesn’t say anything else for nearly ten minutes and when he does, he simply wants to make sure that I’m alright.

“You don’t seem yourself.”

“I know.”

“Slow down.”

I hum softly and slowly ease my foot off the gas. Several cars scream past, honking as the drivers move into the other lane and flip me off before cutting in front of me and speeding away. I don’t pay them any mind and keep my eyes trained on the beach, waiting for any indication that I’m getting close to our destination. I glance over at Thor after each car passes us and he sits, stock straight, gripping his knees till his knuckles are almost completely white.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?!” he hisses.

“We’re almost there, I think,” I mutter. I shake my head. “Not yet, though.”

“You’re not making any sense!”

“Yeah.”

“Close.”

“We’re close.” My stomach clenches and I know exactly where we need to go. “We’re really close.”

“To what.”

I don’t answer him and it only serves to make him more uneasy. As we reach another mile marker, I slow considerably. Only when I see the next picnic area, I pull off the road and stop the car.

“Where are we?”

“Dad and I used to come here all the time.” I grab my bag and hop out of the truck. “Is this seriously the place?”

I look up and down the highway and bolt across the asphalt when I’m sure I won’t get run over. Thor yells after me and I just gesture for him to follow me. He groans and lumbers after me and does his best to keep his balance as he jogs after me into the sand.

I dig the flashlight out of my bag and start scanning the beach for anything out of place. There’s more driftwood scattered along this stretch than the last time I was here. I shake my head and push onward.

“I know you said we’d go to the beach,” Thor says. “But this isn’t exactly what I’d pictured.”

“This isn’t that, I promise.”

“Then what is it?”

“I just have to find him,” I answer. “He’s around here somewhere. I can feel it in my gut.”

“Who?” Thor asks. “Who are we supposed to be looking for?”

When I don’t answer, Thor grabs my shoulders and turns me to face him.

“Let go of me, Thor.”

“No, (Y/N), you’re not making any sense!”

“Look, I know that. I just need you to trust me for ten more minutes,” I plead. “Just let me go, and you’ll get answers.”

He frowns, and his shoulders sag. His hands fall to his sides and I nod to him and resume the search.

I gasp when I see a massive pile of sand about ten yards down the beach. I wave to get Thor’s attention before running off towards the mound of sand. Thor readily follows after me.

I drop to my knees and toss the flashlight to the side, and immediately start shoveling sand away from the mound with my hands. Thor moves to the other side of the mound and shoves sand away in an attempt to help. I pause and mutter an apology and he briefly meets my eyes, confused. I shake my head and keep digging away and, eventually, my hands meet leather. My eyes go wide and I frantically follow the lines of the fabric up to a pale neck. I lift one trembling hand to brush sand away from their face.

“Please don’t hate me,” I say softly.

“What?”

I grab the flashlight and shine it over the limp figure. Their sharp features become more and more defined as sand is cleared from their head. From what I remember of footage from the New York incident, this is very clearly Loki. My anxiety eases and I let out a relieved sign. Thor sucks in a sharp breath as I press my fingers to Loki’s pulse point. His heartbeat is faint, but nothing to worry about.

“I’m sorry, Thor.”

“You didn’t tell me,” he mumbles.

“I couldn’t.”

“He is my brother.”

I nod and Thor hooks his hands under Loki’s arms and drags him out of the mound of sand. I push myself to my feet and watch Thor toss his brother over his shoulder. I lead the way back to the truck and Thor places Loki in the bed. I do my best to avoid any potholes and take corners very slowly to assure that Loki doesn’t get shaken around any more than I’m sure he already has. We sit quietly in the truck for a moment once we’re parked. Thor opens his mouth like he wants to say something, but closes it instead and gets out of the truck.

Thor carries his brother up to the bathroom and I help him clean Loki up as best I can. I grab clean clothes from the laundry and force magic into them, changing their size to fit Loki. I take them up to Thor and he raises his eyebrows.

“Are these mine?”

I nod. “I changed the size. They should fit him just fine.”

“Alright.”

I wait downstairs while Thor changes his brother into the clean clothes and puts him to bed. I press my fist to my mouth and pace in front of the couch, trying to figure out how to explain myself to Thor. I kept this secret from him for over a week and he was so hurt when he realized I lied to him. I shake my head, sigh, and drop down onto the couch. Thor joins me downstairs and he takes a seat beside me.

“He’s settled,” he says softly. “All we can do now is wait till he wakes.”

“I’m sure he’ll be up before you know it.”

He hums. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to get your hopes up. There was no way to know if we’d actually find him.”

“So Heimdall was in on this?” I nod and he scowls. “How long have you been hiding this from me?”

I shrink away from him. “A little more than a week.”

“Wh-You really kept this from me for more than a week?” He shoots up from the couch and I sink back against the cushions. “You mean to tell me that I’ve been sitting on my ass while you’ve been sneaking around behind my back to search for my brother?”

“Basically.”

“Did you even take that day off?”

”Kind of.”

“What do you mean ‘kind of’?”

“I tried and got bored and needed to do something productive.”

“You had personal projects!”

“Hobbies.”

“Who’s to say hobbies can’t be productive?”

I sigh and scrub my hands over my face. “I fucked up, I know that, Thor. I just didn’t know if or when I’d be able to find him. He was ping ponging through the universe up until two days ago. There was no way to know how long it’d take for him to get close enough to our solar system. When I knew where he was, I just knew. I had a feeling and I had to get up and go and find him.”

“Do you not trust me?”

“I trust you more than anyone else, but the last thing I want to do is hurt you.”

He stops his pacing and turns to look at me. I prop my head up on my first and meet his gaze. His eyes flit over me, but I can't find the energy to be anxious about it. My eyes follow him as he approaches and crouches in front of me. He looks me over and I suddenly want to disappear.

“You’re exhausted,” he says. I nod and he envelopes my hand in both of his. “You’ve used too much magic.”

“Probably.”

“You didn’t need to.”

“You were worried about him.”

“(Y/N)...”

“And what if he can help fill in the gaps?” I ask. “Wouldn’t it be worth it? To have him safe, and to know what happened?”

“Not at the expense of your life.” He runs the back of his fingers over my cheek. “You mean too much to me to lose you.”

I sigh and lean into his touch when he cups my jaw. “And you mean too much to me to do nothing.”

His brows pull together and I lean forward to rest my forehead against his. He squeezes my hand and holds our joined hands to his chest.

“I understand. I just worry.”

“I know, I’m human. But I’m going to do what I can for you while I can.”

“What’s the point of that if you die?”

“Maybe I could die, but I’m getting stronger, just like I said I would. You don’t have to protect me from myself.”

“I just wish you’d slow down.”

“I can do that.”

“Thank you.”

I shift closer and brush my nose against his. He sighs softly and his breath fans out across my lips.

"Is it… can I-" I cut myself off, unable to find the right words.

“What is it?”

I shake my head. “It’s nothing. I think I’m just tired.”

“Is that it?”

“I-no.” I squeeze his hand and lean back to look at him. I sigh quietly. “Thor, I really like you.”

He smiles and the corners of his eyes crinkle. He reaches out and takes my face in his hand. “My feelings for you have not changed.”

I turn my head slightly to kiss the palm of his hand and Thor runs his thumb over my cheek. I cover his hand with mine and sigh. My eyes flit over his face and linger on his lips for a moment before flicking back up to meet his gaze.

"May I kiss you?" Thor asks. “Do you want me to kiss you?”

I nod and he closes the distance between us, tilts his head to the side, and gently presses his lips to mine. I relax against him and kiss him back before pulling away briefly and quickly kissing him once more.

"We should probably get some sleep," I murmur.

Thor nods. "I'll take the couch, seeing as Loki is in my bed."

“You don’t have to.” His brows pull together in confusion. “You could just share with me.”

“I don’t know,” he says. “We’ve already pushed so many boundaries you’ve set tonight-”

“This isn’t pushing boundaries. I’m just saying that there’s no reason you should sleep on a couch you’re gonna get stuck to after ten minutes when there’s a perfectly good bed upstairs.”

“(Y/N)...” He bites the inside of his cheek. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

The corner of his mouth quirks up into a smile. “Alright.”

I smile and climb up from the couch and lead Thor up the stairs. Daisy is lying outside my door and her tail starts wagging when she sees us. I crouch down and scratch behind her ears before pushing open my bedroom door. Daisy follows Thor and I into the room and waits patiently while I scoop up Charles and pull back the covers. Thor and I climb into bed and Charles wriggles out of my arms and curls up close to my chest when I turn on my side.

Thor hesitantly rests his hand on my hip but, when I move his hand to my stomach, he shuffles closer and pulls me against his chest.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” I murmur. “I should’ve just let you know from the start.”

“I understand why you didn’t,” he says. “I get very… emotional when it comes to my family. But thank you.”

I relax against him and my body steadily grows heavier. Charles moves closer to my chest and bumps his nose against my chin before curling up and purring quietly.

“I promise I’ll talk to you next time I’m planning something,” I say. Thor kisses the back of my neck and I slowly begin to drift off. “I promise…”

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Part 8

Loki’s arrived! Which means that one mystery is solved. But what do you think happened to everyone? Their memories are still messed up, which had to have taken something HUGE.

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