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Dinner Guests
                In the dining room, Frigga sat on the opposite side of the table across from each other. They ate dinner but there was a clear tension in the room as Loki sipped his wine looking between the two women.
                Finally, Frigga decided to break the silence and try to ease the tension. “Loki tells me that Kameron has some natural ability for the magic arts?”
                Shay swallowed the lump in her throat still obvious she was incredibly uncomfortable and nervous about the situation. “She likes to make thing float. She’s always enjoyed moving her toys and making them levitate.” She took a breath, “And Loki’s taught her how to play with her food that way too.”
                “She never makes a mess by missing her target. She’s very clean and tidy for such a young girl.” Loki boasted proudly.
                “I’m not surprised. Loki had a tendency to cause mischief from the moment we discovered he had such an aptitude for magic.” Frigga said with a smile.
                Shaylee’s eyes shifted towards Loki “I’m not sure he’s grown out of it.” She said with a small nervous smile.
                “Have you started to teach her yet?” She asked the couple. “You can’t let her fall behind on her education.”
                Shay furrowed her brow, “She’s still a baby.”
                “But if she’s showing aptitude so young with magic, then she is very intelligent. It’s a gift that must be nourished, education is crucial to her development.” Frigga explained. Shay didn’t know how to respond and looked at Loki. Why hadn’t he told her about this?
                “Her nurses have been instructing her for months. Since the first sign of her gifts began to surface.” Loki reassured his mother. Shaylee just stared at him hearing more information that she’d not been aware of before now.
                “So Shaylee, what part of Midgard are you from?” Frigga asked moving the conversation forward.
                “Uh. California. It’s on the West Coast of the U.S.” She paused, “Which didn’t exist until long after your people came to Earth.” She admitted.
                “Yes, it seems that Midgard has evolved significantly in the past centuries. DO you miss your home? Do you ever go back to visit?” She asked. Loki’s eyes slid towards Shaylee to see how she answered.
                Shay could feel the way Loki looked at he. She knew already that what he did wasn’t something anyone would condone. Not even Asgardians. Besides, they were family now, and she had nowhere else to go. “No. I prefer to stay here with my daughter. I didn’t really leave anything behind that I miss.” She smiled. Inside she was shaking and starting to panic.
                The dinner continued and the conversation was much easier and more comfortable. At the end of the evening, Loki kissed Shay goodbye before returning to Asgard with Frigga.
                Immediately Shay went to the nursery and dismissed the two nurses who looked after her little one. She picked up Kameron and hugged her close not knowing what was going to happen to them now.
News
                Shaylee was asleep on the chair in the bedroom. She hadn’t been able to sleep after Frigga’s visit. Her eyes opened when she felt someone stroking her hair, seeing Loki was sitting beside her. He smiled seeing her wake. “I’m proud of you.”
                “Why?”
                “Because you have finally accepted things. Accepted that this is your home, that I am your husband, that we are a family.” He took her hand in his and kissed her fingertips.
                However, Shaylee wasn’t feeling the same way. She pulled her hand from his. Loki’s smile faded seeing the look in her eyes. “You lied to me.” She stated bluntly.
                He furrowed his brow, “About what?”
                She ran her fingers through her hair. “Where do I even start?” She said in frustration. “You said that we couldn’t go to Asgard because it wasn’t safe for us outside this place. You didn’t say that the danger was your family!” She exclaimed standing and starting to pace. “You took me from home, you placed me in a glass cage, a five star prison, we had a child together who you used to make me marry you. All the while knowing you were breaking laws left right and center. You were hiding us and keeping us a secret because you are a Prince and aren’t meant to be associating much less ‘mingling’ with lower creatures like humans!”
                Loki had reevaluated how he had done many things, how he’d been handling them after the incident that had nearly taken her from him. “What I told my mother was the truth, Shaylee.” He said looking into her eyes. “I wanted you from the moment I found you. I needed you.” He stood and caught her hand pulling her back to him before she could slip away. “Shaylee, you were meant for me. We are meant to be together.”
                Shay scoffed jerking her arm away from him. “What happens when we’re found out? What’s going to happen to Kameron?”
                “Nothing. No one is going to harm either of you. I won’t allow it.” He promised. “Shaylee you have to calm down. You and Kameron are my family. I’m going to keep you safe. Trust me.”
                She rolled her eyes, “You didn’t just say those words to me. After everything? Why would I trust you? All you’ve ever done is lie to me.”
                “No.” Loki said sternly raising his voice. He paused feeling himself growing angry. Taking a breath collecting his thoughts, he looked into her eyes. “This is my sanctuary, Shaylee. You . . . you are my sanctuary.”
                She sighed, “Sanctuary from what?” She was still angry, but also tired enough to give him an opportunity to explain himself.
                “From life. From my life.” She looked at him not understanding. “You cannot imagine what it is like. Being second in line to the throne of Asgard. Living day after day in Thor’s shadow. The heir, Odin’s favorite.” There was defiantly contempt and disgust dripping in his words, a bitterness that was deep in his heart. A darkness that had grown over the years. “Even our so called ‘friends’ would betray me in a heartbeat for Thor.”
                Shay could clearly see the hurt beneath the anger. If what he was saying was true, and she sensed it was, he’d been an outcast in his own home, his own family. She knew what that felt like all to well. She sighed crossing her arms over her chest. “Why didn’t you tell me any of this?” She asked in a softer voice. “You’re always saying over and over, telling me about your rights as a husband.” She stepped closer, “What about my rights as a wife? Don’t I have any?” Loki cocked his head looking at her, “The only reason your still alone is because you won’t let me in. You keep me in a box, apparently you have no control over things on Asgard. How about telling me the truth? You want me to trust you? How about trusting me?”
                Loki looked at her in silence for several moments as he thought about what she said. He half smiled, “You have never asked that of me.” He responded, “Nor been interested in exercising your rights as my wife.”
                “You’ve never given me the chance.” She pointed out, “And now . . we’re half a step away from being fugitives if we aren’t already.” She sighed covering her eyes with her hand taking a deep breath. Loki stepped closer to her.
                “What’s wrong?” He saw her sway and caught her shoulders steadying her, “Shaylee.”
                “I’m find, just . . . just lightheaded.” Loki took her to the couch and sat her down so she wouldn’t fall seeing how sickly pale she’d become in a matter of moments. She took another deep breath before looking up at him to continue the conversation; however there was a definite look of concern and worry across his face. “What?”
                “You aren’t ‘fine’. Has this happened before?” Reaching up he felt her face finding her cold to the touch but sweating profusely.
                “It’s nothing, Loki. Can we go back to the situation at hand . . .”
                “No.” He took her hand and stood her up. When she started to sway, he swept her up into his arms. He didn’t take things like this lightly. Not after he had held her lifeless body in his arms. He couldn’t bear the thought of doing it again. He opened a portal and carried her back to Midgard.
Mixed Blessings
                It seemed that Shay had been worried for nothing about their being able to conceive. She was 5 weeks pregnant and needed to eat a specific diet considering the Midgardian/Asgardian hybrid baby she carried within her.
                “Are you certain.” Loki asked quietly his eyes on the exhausted Shay who had fallen asleep while the battery of tests were being run.
                “There’s no mistake. She’s 5 weeks into her first trimester. There’s a few vitamins and supplements for her to take every day. It should keep her from having future issues like this one.” Loki narrowed his eyes slightly that she would be taking drugs of any sort again. The doctor quickly added, “All women take such things when they’re pregnant. To keep both mother and child healthy, giving them both what they need to stay strong and healthy.” She said quickly remembering what happened to Shaylee’s previous doctor who let his greed override ethics, decency, and the well-being of his patient.
                “If she is ‘perfectly healthy’ then what caused this? It happened within a matter of moments. She lost her color, she became weak and exhausted. Why?” He demanded.
                “It could be a number of reasons. Obviously she’s not been getting enough sleep. If she’s worried, or anxious about things then stress can be a factor too. None of which are good for her or the baby.” She explained further. “She needs to rest. It’s just as important, if not more so, then her nutrition.”
                That explained volumes. With Frigga’s knowledge of Loki’s hidden secret life burdened her with unfathomable worry that any day she and Kameron would be snapped up, captured, even killed if they were found out. Loki was a prince, second in line to the throne of Asgard, but he had still broken laws. Asgard, but he’d still broken the laws. From what she knew of his family, of his father, then he wouldn’t be above the law but be punished twice as hard for breaking it.
                “Keep her comfortable, let her rust. I have a few adjustments to make. I will return to take her home shortly.” With that he turned, ripped open a portal and stepped through as it shrank and closed behind him.
News
                Loki sat with Shaylee in their room having just told her the news. Shay sat frozen in place, her eyes downward towards the ground starring at nothing. After all she had put herself through for another child, he had expected a reaction of happiness, of joy, excitement, something. Instead it seemed like she was in shock with no expression at all.
                “This is what we wanted, isn’t it? What we’ve been striving to achieve? Kameron to have brothers? Sisters?” He questioned.
                “Yes.” She answered in a ghost like whisper, “If I’m pregnant now . . . 5 weeks . . . then I was already pregnant when Frigga came here. When she found out about everything. It was already too late.”
                Loki furrowed his brow, “Too late? Why would you say . . .” He moved closer taking her hand, “Shaylee . . . you’re perfectly safe here. I’m not going to let any harm come to you, or to Kameron, or the child that resides in you now. No one will touch any of you . . . not even the All Father.” He vowed. “I give you my word. I’ve moved this world through to another dimension into a time pocket that cannot be found by anyone. Not even mother will be able to locate us. The only way in or out of this place, our home, is through me.”
                Shay sighed and looked at Loki feeling the way he held her hand tighter when he slid his fingers through her hair back from her face. “What’s happened to you?” He cocked his head not understanding what she meant. “You’ve been nothing but compassionate and gentle with me for a while and . . . it isn’t like you. You don’t completely change in one night.”
                Loki released her hand realizing that perhaps he had been uncharacteristically generous and empathetic since what happened between them. A memory that she no longer had, but that he carried with such deep guilt and remorse. Seeing her, feeling her lifeless body in his arms. The unbearable memory of what he had done, the misery of knowing that even worse than strangling her so tight he almost crushed her neck . . . . was the blood between her thighs when he . . . . he . . . . he closed his eyes and pushed the memory away. His stomach turned each time the thought passed his mind. He never wanted to hurt her, least of all like that no matter how frustrated and angry she made him. “As you say,” He began, “How are you meant to want to exercise your rights as my wife if I don’t give you the chance to do so. I’ve tried to be more . . . understanding, less heavy handed in our time we spend together.” His eyes turned towards her. “I’ve not kept it secret that I wish to have you desire to be in my arms because you want to be. Not because I’ve forced you to be.”
                Shaylee looked down again gathering her thoughts, “Regardless of how things, how this situation came about . . . we’re a family now. You’re my husband, and we have a . . . .” She paused resting her hands over her belly, “. . . children together.” She took a breath and shook her head. “There’s no point in wringing about it now, it’s simply how things are I guess. We are a family.” She closed her eyes and rubbed her face. “At least until we’re found and executed.” There was a tremor of terror in her voice when she said it out loud.
                He pulled her to face him taking her hands in his, “You. Are. Safe. Mother only found us because I grew carless. I will never be so again.” He covered her abdomen with his hand, “Especially now.” He looked deep into her eyes, “I will keep you safe. No matter what.”
                Shay covered his hand feeling the protective gentle way he touched her. She looked into his eyes seeing fathoms of underlying emotions that he usually managed to keep hidden. Years of torment and pain from loneliness. The way he had actor towards her, the control he had tried to keep over her, over this small world he had created. It was all because of how powerless he felt he was to control his own life.
                They sat together in silence for several moments as Shaylee mulled everything over in her mind.
                Shay took a breath looking into his eyes, “Tell me Loki. Tell me everything.”
New Outlooks
                Finally Loki relented and told her of his family, of Asgard, of how things were for him. How Thor was Odin’s favorite, how Loki had been forced to live in his brother’s shadow his entire life. He’d opened up to her for the first time and let her in.
                “Why didn’t you tell me any of this before? If not when you first brought me here . . . then after we were married?” She questioned.
                “Asgardians are a race of warriors, Shaylee. You don’t speak of your emotions out loud, even to yourself. Even now my so called ‘friends’ don’t think much of me. How much worse would it be if I spoke of my ‘feelings’?” He explained.
                “Wasn’t there anyone you could talk to? Tell about this?” She said in a soft tone.
                He thought back, “Mother I suppose. But after a time I sort of grew out of that. It was better to deal with them and keep them to myself then telling anyone. To keep it silent.”
                “But you don’t have to anymore. You have someone to talk to about things now that . . . that . . .” She meant to say ‘that cares’, but she couldn’t. “And you know I won’t tell anyone its literally impossible.”
                Loki chuckled as he slid his fingers through her soft silken locks.
                “Perhaps. But what we should focus on now is the life that grows inside of you that we created together, and the one who’s already here. Put all of this aside and don’t let it concern you any more my sweet Shaylee. I’m taking care of what needs to be done.” Shay sighed not knowing how she could try to forget any of this. It felt like everything had changed after just talking to him for a few hours. It was all different now. He kissed her, “You need to rest. Your doctor says you aren’t getting enough sleep and it’s making you ill.”
                Shaylee closed her eyes knowing she was powerless against beings who were warrior Gods to humans. “Your dad sounds like a real jerk.” She said.
                Loki was surprised when he heard her comment that came from nowhere. He couldn’t stifle the laugh that jumped out. “I’m assuming that is some sort of derogatory non-term of endearment?” He smiled, “Well, far be it for me to argue with the woman who carries my child.” He kissed her tenderly, “Now, off to bed with you.”
Warnings
                Frigga had said nothing as Loki had asked, but the situation was never far from her mind. She sent for Loki to come to her.
                When he arrived she put a protective glamour bubble around them so they could speak freely without being heard or observed. Loki looked about before turning to Frigga. “Is something wrong mother?”
                She gave him a look, “The same something that was wrong before, Loki. Your wife and daughter.” Loki tensed and clinched his jaw and fists. “We are protected here. No one can hear us nor see us. Not even Hiemdel.” She reassured him, “Have you decided different or do you insist on keeping this secret?”
                “I have no choice now. I must protect them. Even more now then before.” He said honestly.
                “Why is that?” She questioned.
                Loki hesitated before taking a breath, “Shaylee is with child. We’re to have our second daughter or son before the Midgardian year is out.”
                Frigga closed her eyes and shook her head at how much more complicated the situation had become. “Oh Loki.” She sighed walking closer to her wayward son, “IF this child is born a son, that puts him in the line of succession. He will be an heir to the throne of Asgard after you. A daughter, Odin may have been to abide. But a son means that a human child could ascend as ruler. He will be far less understanding about that.”
                Loki scoffed, “There is just as much chance of it being a female as a male mother. And even if it is to be a son, then a great deal of tragedy, murder, and death would have to occur before that came about. Through Odin, then Thor, and then myself before there was any chance of my sons ascension.” He sighed, “This has nothing to do with the royal line of succession. All we are is a family. Our own family apart from the royal family blood line and all we wish is our privacy. To be left alone in peace.” He quieted for a moment before he spoke in a softer tone, “They are mine, and mine alone. My wife, my children. No one can touch them in our world, and I will keep them safe and secure. No one can get to them, to find them unless accompanied by me. My world, my wife, my children. All for me that no one can violate or ever take from me. She is where I go when life here in Thor’s shadow grows to be too much for even me to stomach. I go home . . . to my Shaylee. Even our quarrels are more desirable and honest then the court and the games that are played there.”
                Frigga was always aware of how isolated Loki felt his entire life. He never seemed to fit in, he was always on the outside looking in. Trying to belong, trying to fit in, to be ‘normal’, to be accepted by others. Until he finally stopped looking to be accepted and simply accepted himself, to rely on only on himself. Fainting great strength, using his brilliant mind as a shield to hide his weakness. His loneliness. She understood why he did this, but Loki’s heart and passion sometimes would over ride his good sense and judgment. Rarely was it for the good.
                “You didn’t have to go off world to find love, Loki. Nor did you have to hide your desire to find it.” Frigga said with a gentle understanding tone.
                “That is all I could do. TO find someone that wouldn’t be tainted by Volstagg’s stories, who had borne witness to the disprespect my so-called ‘friends’, my own brother treats me with.” He looked away, “My own fathers disappointment in my very existence.”
                “And me?” She questioned, “Have I ever treated you so harshly? Judged you, ignored you or your feelings in such a grossly negligent fashion?” Loki looked at her a moment. His mother was the one he always trusted, who he knew loved him as he loved her. He had always adored Frigga. Where Thor was Odin’s favorite, he knew that he himself was Frigga’s. He stepped closer taking her hands in his when she offered them to him. “You are my son Loki. I’ve always hoped you would find some happiness.” She took a breath, “But I never imagined you would stray so far outside the law, shrouded in secrecy to find it. What you’ve done . . . what you continue to do.”
               Loki knew she was right, but at the same time it made him stand by his choices. “Yes. There is a danger. One that may have consequences for me if we are discovered. I don’t pretend to think father will show me an ounce of leniency or compassion or mercy.” He held her hands tighter stepping closer, “But these sins are mine to pay for. Not theirs. I’m sorry to ask this of you, to make you part of this . . . but I must.”
                Frigga had a feeling this was coming from the moment she discovered his secret. “What do you ask of me?”
                He sighed wishing he didn’t have to. “My children. They are innocent in all of this. There must be someone who can protect them. Speak for them and keep them safe from the All Father’s wrath. Shaylee cannot. Her rights as a mother will hold no sway with father. She’s mortal and Midgardian. Although I know she would try, fight to her last breath, the very last beat of her heart . . . she is only mortal. Only human.”
                She looked into his eyes seeing beyond his words. He really did care for them, even though she hadn’t sensed any warmth between Shay and Loki the evening they took supper together. But, as she listened to him, looked at him now, it was crystal clear that he did want to keep them safe. They meant so much to him. “I will speak for them. Regardless of their human blood, they have royal blood running through them as well. As such, they will have rights that their mortal mother will not.” She warned him. “ . . . being your wife, won’t save her Loki. You must have known this before.”
                “It has to mean something. She’s done nothing, committed no crime, broken no laws; she’s my wife who has borne my children. She is worthy, Mother. She is worthy of so much more then to simply be cast aside.” He said seriously.
                Frigga touched his long black hair, “There’s something different about you, Loki. There’s been a change in you as of late.” She wasn’t the first to point that out, he wasn’t aware of the change itself much less that others were able to see it. “It has been your bride to bring about this change in you, isn’t it?” Loki clinched his jaw before looking away more than answering her question. “You have to choose. And you must choose now. Because if this child that your Shaylee carries is a son . . . things will get much worse than they already are. For you, and for them. “
                Loki took a breath staring into Frigga’s eyes. “Odin won’t find them. I won’t let him hurt them. I won’t let him punish them for something they are innocent of.” Loki’s shook his head as his gaze shifted away, “She’s already suffered enough at my hands.”
                The queen cocked her head hearing his words and the unmistakable ring of guilt in his voice. “How has she suffered at your hands?” She questioned.
                Of all the people in the world he didn’t want to know his secret, it was certainly his mother. And if she was ever to find out he certainly couldn’t alter her memories. How would she look at him, what would she think of him if she knew he raped and strangled his own wife to death. Loki smiled, “Child birth is difficult for all women, no matter what the species.” He said indicating that it was guilt over the labor that brought Kameron into their lives rather then what he did to Shaylee in a fit of rage and madness.
                Frigga studied him for a moment sensing there was more to his comment, but he didn’t seem to want to share it and she wouldn’t press him. “As you wish.” She said, “It’s your decision and I can’t make it for you.”
                He didn’t want her involved further, he didn’t want her involved at all and he would never permit her to speak on his behalf. “All I ask is that if they are ever discovered, you stand as guardian to your grandchildren.” Frigga disagreed with his choice, but she would honor it. She bowed her head, and Loki bowed his own back to her. Within an instant, the glamour bubble that concealed them disappeared and was gone.
(To be continued . . . .)
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