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A Little Secret	By : FlameWolf666 Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 7448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Loki nor do I personally know Tom Hiddleston or any of the other famous people herein. I do not own Avengers or Thor and yes this is a work of fiction. This is just for fun and no profit will be made.

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Author’s Note: Had to take five days to visit family, hopefully things will be back on track.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: An all too Brief Surcease

    Staring down at the sleeping figure of her beloved, Lissa found it hard to believe this broken shadow was the same person. If she dared to even cough, he’d jolt awake; already searching for her despite the fact she was right beside him. No matter how often this happened, she treated it the same. Taking him into her arms, she would nestle the much taller man under her chin like a small child; rocking him as she reassured the shuddering trickster that she was right there. It was as if he was afraid she’d simply disappear after being separated for so long, making her wonder just what he’d gone through on his long travels.
    As a consequence, the protective woman wouldn’t let anyone but Frigga in the room they were given. Even her dearest friend, Marissa, had been excluded; as much as the former handler longed for her company. Anyone else but his mother would likely be overwhelming in his current state and even her presence could be a bit much at times. Mostly due to her still sickly and weakened appearance. While he was trapped in the depths of panic, he wanted nothing more than comfort and safety. It was when he regained lucidity that it became a problem and those times were only growing more frequent as time wore on.
    While that normally wouldn’t have been a problem, he wasn’t regaining his normal composure as quickly. This made it very hard for him to see his mother in such a bad state. Often, the weakened former actor would be put into a state between anger and worry; making him relapse into sickness for a few days. As much as it pained both women, they decided he’d be better off if she didn’t visit until she’d fully healed. Thankfully, the process was happening quickly so it would only be for a few days; something the ailing male was used to. Still, that didn’t make her absence easier. Especially on the days he had nightmares about losing his beloved mother.
    Sighing as she kissed his brow, she was just grateful everyone had understood why she was doing things the way she was. He needed quiet and some time to recover. Yet, some part of her was scared he would never be the same man she’d come to love. She honestly missed his arrogance, his confidence, the sense that nothing could overpower him. They need that strength, especially with Thanos and Odin working together. In his current condition, he wouldn’t be leading anyone anywhere, let alone be able to help them fight when it came to it. He couldn’t even be alone for more than a few minutes, seeming to start panicking after a few moments of her absence.
    A gentle knock on the door drew her from her dismal thoughts and she pet Loki’s hair as he snorted softly but didn’t awaken. Getting out of bed as quietly as she could, Lissa walked across the room to open it; frowning slightly when she saw an obviously worried Thor on the other side. Her irritation wasn’t helped any when the much larger man tried to push his way in immediately, only stopping when she started to shove him back out the door. Giving him a glare, she made sure the door was shut before leading him far down the open hall and to broom closet. Shoving the blonde inside the tiny room, she closed the door before utterly unloading on the normally favored God of Thunder. “At a time like this, the last thing he needs is to see you! I’ve never seen him so lost and vulnerable before! I know you’re worried, but he doesn’t trust you fully! You need to trust me when I tell you to leave him the fuck alone right now!” she spat, already nervous about being out of the room Loki was sleeping in.
    Even when he was unconscious, he could sense her absence; making any trips to the bathroom a practice in forced efficiency. If the broken God turned thespian saw her with his brother, it could very well make him snap. The normally stable former Prince was in a highly abnormal state, almost as if him being torn from her had thrown him back into his painful past. Just thinking about the poor girl and her unborn baby made her shudder, a hand going to her heavy stomach as her own baby rolled within her. “Sister, I know I have done him many wrongs in the past but we have traveled far together. Don’t you think things might have changed in that regard? Besides, I merely wish to see him. It has been weeks since you two entered that room and he has yet to come out for anything,” the well-meaning, norse male pointed out, only looking confused when she shook her head.
    “Don’t you think there’s a reason for that? Being separated from me during all of this, it seems to have done something to him. Or... maybe it has more to do with Thanos’ return,” hissed the ex-assistant, viciously poking his built pecs as comprehension slowly dawned over ‘Chris’’ tanned face.
    “He has been actin’ a bit strange for a while now, pushin’ himself further than he had any right to. It almost seemed like he was driven to find you beyond any reason. Though... that business with that servant girl... Oh... norns...,” he gasped out as everything finally sank in.
    “Yes, it was like he was reliving the past. A past that caused him unimaginable pain. Only, I think he has a much deeper connection with me than he did with her. I’m not saying what they had wasn’t powerful, its just that he was unlikely to form an extremely deep relationship with anyone at that point. Not with what he’d been through,” Lissa sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as she tried to reign in her irritation at the former star’s stupidity.
    “What he’d been through? All I know is that he just suddenly started acting moody out of the blue. It was soon after father had revealed to the people what brother’s true heritage was,” Thor murmured, his confusion only making her rage grow.
    “How can you be that oblivious?! For fuck’s sake! Everyone treated him like a monster with a grand total of two exceptions! Then not only is the one woman he can start to trust fully killed before his eyes but his unborn child is killed as a consequence! Once Thanos started on him, it was only a matter of time before the whole Tesseract incident happened! You’re his fucking brother, you’re supposed to be there for him and notice when something’s wrong! Yet you were too wrapped up in your own fame and glory!” the furious femme screamed, not caring if she alerted the entirety of the warehouse to what was happening. Thor could only flinch, all the light draining out of his sky blue eyes as he sagged.
    She was just about to let him have it even more when she heard a very faint, far away voice calling. Holding her breath, she brought up a hand to halt any noise as she listened as hard as she could. “Melissa! Please, you need to answer me sweetheart!” hollered a vaguely British accented voice, making panic race through her blood in a cold chill.
    “Mother fucker! He can’t see me with you. Stay here until you hear us leave,” hissed the former professional before opening the door and heading into the hall. Thankfully, Loki was facing away from her; his lanky body already shaking as he seemed to be trying to decide what to do.
    “Loki!” she called, feeling a twinge of deep guilt when he spun and fairly swayed as his gaze landed on her. He looked profoundly worried, his eyes flashing between blue and green as he rushed toward her.
    Wrapping his arms around her, he held her head against his chest as he began to place kisses on the crown. “Thank the Norns.... Thank the Norns... I thought... Christ, you need to tell me when you plan on leaving the room for more than a few minutes,” gasped his unsteady voice above her, his hands twitching on her back. Lissa could only nod, kissing under his chin to soothe him as he led her back to the room they’d been given. Once they were back inside, the Prince turned actor pulled away from her; allowing her to see some of the fire had finally come back into his eyes.
    “Sorry for going at ya like that out there darling. You just scared me. I thought I’d lost you again. I don’t think I can go through that again. Not with you so close to giving birth,” whispered her former ward, the air around him going cold as his eyes flashed a deep red.
    “I understand. Besides, its not like you actually yelled at me. I’m just glad you’re showing some life again,” the brunette returned, her brown eyes fixed on his. Loki opened his mouth to protest but quickly closed it again, frowning as he seemed to remember just what had been going on the past few days.
    “I... was a bit lost for a bit, wasn’t I?” he husked, looking down at himself as if for the first time. While he had been lithe before, he now bordered on becoming emaciated. Thankfully, he had been gaining some weight and muscle mass back since they’d been reunited but he still had a long way to go until he was fit again.
    “Yeah, but I don’t think anyone can blame you. I’d say all of this probably forced you into some sort of flashback,” she suggested, closing the small distance between them to wrap her arms around his thin waist. Her lover only grimaced, nuzzling into her neck with gruff noise.
    “I don’t even want to think about it Lis. All those months... I never thought I’d see you again,” he murmured, squeezing her tight.
    “Yeah, let’s just talk about this stupid war and how we have to somehow kill Odin and replace him with Tony without anyone noticing,” she grumbled, blinking when her lover pulled away from her to look in her eyes.
    Gone was any sign of weakness or timidity, replaced with a fiery enthusiasm that honestly scared her a bit. “What did you just say?” he breathed, some of his old fire starting to gleam in his eyes.
    “Uh, one of our plans was to somehow dispose off Odin and replace him with Tony. Since they look the same, no one should see much difference,” she responded, blinking when the former actor began to nod in agreement.
    “That might actually work but it would be tricky to pull off with Thanos in the mix. Chances are, he’s watching us even now and there’s nothing we can do about it. Our best hope would be to strike him first,” mused the Norse male, rubbing his stubble covered chin before he actually began to grin; a bit of his old self shining through as his magic slowly began to swirl around his body.
    “Yes... I think I have a plan,” he murmured, almost as if he was talking to himself before he was grabbing her arm in a tight grip.
    Then he was running toward the door, Lissa dragging behind him slightly as apprehension began to fill her. He’d only just fully come back to himself. She didn’t want to risk him relapsing into a catatonic or unconscious state. “H-hold on! You don’t want to push yourself too far too fast,” she tried to protest, actively tugging against him in an effort to slow him down.
    “I’ll be fine! I have to be! I’ve been down for far too long and we don’t have the time to dally. I have to push past this, before Thanos and Odin can enact whatever plan they have come up with,” he declared, bursting into the room where most of the group had gathered. This, of course, caused the whole room to turn to look at them.
    From there, things happened very quickly. Like a living tidal wave, the people they had trained as well as just brought to the original village surrounded him; Jeremy swooping in to save Melissa from the massive mob. Looking up at the voice actor, she simply sighed as she kept an eye on what was happening to Loki. Thankfully, he seemed to be handling the influx of attention well; seeming to look around for someone. “If you’re looking for Frigga, she’s in a separate bay with the children. She wants to keep up on their studies,” she called, her inner assistant still alive and strong.
    Giving her a nod, the former actor politely made his way through the throng; heading toward a door that lead to the rest of the massive building. Lissa simply stayed where she was, knowing her companion would likely want to be alone when he saw Frigga. With the state he’d been, she wasn’t sure if he remembered the older woman’s condition. While the Goddess had been steadily gaining back weight, she still looked a bit shocking. Even Thor seemed bothered by her condition, getting a strange look in his eyes every time he saw her. Needless to say, none of this gave her much hope for what Loki’s reaction would be. So, with a sigh, she went to find Marissa; Jeremy close behind her.
    The redhead was, oddly enough, sticking close to the Crown Prince. In fact, to her amusement, her practical sister was even giving him a touch of the doe eyes. A look she was certain she’d given ‘Tom’ more than once. Unfortunately for her dear friend, the former receptionist had fallen for one of the most oblivious men on the face of the planet. Even now, the deity seemed unaware of her interest but certainly seemed to enjoy her company. If things were given a bit of a nudge, there was no doubt a romance would blossom.
    Despite the seriousness of their situation, Lissa smirked at the prospect of playing matchmaker. The pair would make a good couple and Rissa would no doubt help level out some of the young monarch’s shortcomings. Still, she was just a bit too irritated with the blonde male to do anything now so she simply walked over to her lovestruck friend; waving a hand in front of aqua colored eyes. “Marissa, hey Rissy Girl,” sing-songed her voice, holding a teasing tone as the slightly older female jerked.
    “Melissa? Honey, is that you?! Does that mean that Hiddles is all better?” whispered the weary, yet hopeful looking femme; her eyes sparkling as she began to dance in place slightly from excitement.
    “Laufeyson technically and he seems to be. At least he seems to have his determination back. What about you? I haven’t seen you for so long because of what was happening,” the brunette returned, taking her dear friend into her arms for a tight hug.
    “Worry not little sister, while I may have been neglectful with my brother; I have taken good care of your soul sister,” murmured a soft, shame filled voice from Lissa’s left. Shifting her gaze, she saw the former Chris Hemsworth bowing his head to her as his sparkling blue eyes met hers carefully. From the looks of it, Rissa’s attraction wasn’t one sided; making things much more interesting.
    “Thank you Thor. I do appreciate that. I was worried she’d be lonely without me,” replied the former assistant, smiling slightly when her lifelong companion blushed and played with her red hair.
    Then she was heading off into the crowd, leaving the pair alone. Keeping a peripheral eye on them, she noticed the former noble wrap a loose arm around Rissa’s shoulders. If things kept going like this, she wouldn’t have to do anything. So, with a glance at her ex, she headed toward the door Loki had gone through; her legs taking her to where Anthony was. On her way, she passed by the room Frigga held classes; the sound of Lo-Lo’s voice soothing his creator filling her with the urge to poke her head in and see how things were going. Instead she simply continued on her way, hoping things would work out in the end.
    Frigga could only smile as her son and his doppelganger struggled. When she’d started this school, she’d asked the puppy for his help in teaching students magic use as well as shapeshifting. Needless to say, the Corgi that could change into an orange haired version of her adopted son was highly popular. All the children loved to pet him in canine form and flocked around him in human form, often asking him rapidfire questions. Today, the helpful pup was showing the class how to summon magic into their hands when his progenitor came bursting into the room and almost immediately descended into a panic upon seeing her. She could still remember his cry of her name, the sound of desperation in his voice making her heart twist in her chest.
    However, as much as she wanted to run toward him to offer comfort, it was best if she hung back for the time being. Loki needed time to calm, to see she was fine despite her thin appearance. In fact, with her innate healing, she was gaining her old weight back much faster than any Midgardian would and would soon reach a point where she’d be able to join the fight. Thankfully, the once entertainer was slowly growing less agitated; his eyes focused on her as she finished up the lesson for the day and dismissed the children. “You’re so thin honey,” whispered out of her as their eyes met, still seeing the young boy she had raised as he ran up to her to sweep her into his arms.
    “He did this, didn’t he?!” hissed a murderous rumble in her ear, replacing her earlier sense of well being with fear and apprehension.
    “Y-yes but... you aren’t well enough to do anything. Besides, we’re already forming a plan of our own. It just needs a few finishing touches,” the matriarch protested, getting a bad feeling in her gut that the former Prince was going to fly off the handle.
    “I heard about part of it but we have to expand on it and work quickly. Its only a matter of time before Thanos... What have we got so far,” he demanded, a strange fire in his eyes.
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