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The Way Things Were	By : LuciferDragon Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Thor Views: 2155 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 8
Eir took her time returning home after collecting more supplies for their inventory. She had been furious with Andren when he laid a hand on their daughter, and promptly threw him out for the night once Dyre had a chance to flee. She only hoped Dyre had been picked up by the right person and not a stranger out for one thing and one thing only. There had been no alarm from the guards about the night prior, and so she relaxed during her stroll through the marketplace. To their knowledge, no one had been harmed during the festival, putting her at ease.
She shifted her basket as she approached her door, but narrowed her blue eyes as she saw it very slightly ajar. She figured Andren had slipped in while she was out, sleeping off a new hangover. She rolled her eyes and growled low in her throat as she flung the front door open. "Don't think that pity me act will work this time Andren!" Her eyes widened and she lost her grip on her basket. "A-Andren?"
Her husband lay unresponsive on the rough rug that took up their living quarters, close to the area where they took their patients.
The basket dropped from her grip and her herbs spilled on the floor as she rushed to his side. "Andren! Answer me!" She felt for his pulse and despair racked her body. "No… no! Andren!"

Dyre jolted awake, sitting up and clutching at her heart, feeling it race beneath her palm. She looked around, trying to calm herself down, remembering just where she was.
Her bedmate groaned and rolled over onto his back, shielding his closed eyes from the sunrays peeking through his window. "It's too early to be awake during a holiday, Dyre." He lifted his arm and immediately sat up with her, seeing her distressed features. "Dyre?"
She took a steadying breath, rubbing at her arms to ease away some of the panic she felt edging into her muscles. "Just a nightmare. I'm fine." As she tried to lay down again, she noticed how sore she felt.
"You say that a lot when you obviously are not fine. You know you can talk to me."
She nodded. "I usually don't look into dreams much. This one was different. Terrifying. I can't remember anything physical, only a raw sensation of fear." She forced herself to lie back, looking to him to see if he understood anything she said. If he had, he didn't show it. "I can't say anything more about it. I don't know what it would even mean."
He sighed and laid back again. "Your mind sounds like a typical woman's. Full of organized chaos."
"Oh, you're no help."
Loki chuckled and rolled over to lie on top of her. "On the contrary, I love chaos. I can think of something to clear your mind."
"Of course you would." She didn't stop him as he leaned down to kiss her, wrapping her legs around his waist.
His bedroom door slammed open, startling them both into motionless statues. Thor hadn't seemed to notice anything until he opened his mouth. "Have you seen Dy— Oh, no!" The god of thunder shielded his eyes with his hand as he groaned. "Damn it all, Loki! This isn't the time for that!"
Despite the situation, Loki merely cocked a brow to his brother. "You are the one who barged in here unannounced. I had thought some morning fun was in order."
Dyre flushed a furious crimson, embarrassed beyond belief, but she found herself laughing at the situation rather than wanting to cry. Thor's reaction had been too priceless for her to do anything but laugh.
Thor slammed the door closed behind him, still shielding his eyes. "I am not jesting about this. It really isn't the time. Eir came here only ten minutes ago in a full panic. Andren is dead."
Her laughing stopped and she pushed at Loki's chest to allow her to sit up, clutching the thin jade sheet to her bare chest. "W-what?"
Thor handed her a note he had tucked away. "This was found near his body. I'm so sorry, Dyre."
She read it, and her fingers began to shake with fear. "A debt is to be paid. I will have the girl if it is the last thing I do. This is my last warning." She looked to Thor, still shaken with shock. "I don't understand. What is going on? Who has done this?"
Thor could only shake his head. "We still do not know. But we are taking full precautions. My father has requested that you be taken to one of our safe havens in Midgard for now so you can lay low until this clears up."
"Midgard? But I know nothing of the human realm. You cannot send me there alone."
"You won't be." He looked at his brother. "You will have protection, one way or another."
Loki curled his lip at the thought of spending any amount of time on Midgard that he didn't have to. He made his appearances every so often to keep their names known, just as Thor and the others did, but never any longer. To him, humans were a vile race, each one a tiny ant just ready to be smashed beneath a boot. However, his brother had caught him in a very compromising situation. He sighed. "Yes, you will. I'll personally make sure of it."
She only nodded, staring blankly at the paper. The shock had fully set in.
Thor cleared his throat. "I'll leave you alone to discuss your plan of action." He paused at the door. "Despite what he had done, I truly am sorry."
Dyre still didn't move, even after the door closed behind him. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. The petty fights, the raised hands, even her father's drinking seemed like a far off problem. She felt beyond tears, beyond sadness. Only confusion sat in her mind.
She didn't even notice her bedmate summoning clothes to his body and getting out of bed. "I need to have a word with my brother."
Dyre only continued to stare at the paper, as if scrutinizing it.
"Will you be fine on your own?"
Still she did not answer.
He couldn't tell if he was getting frustrated due to annoyance, or because he did still care about what happened to her. "Dyre?" When she still didn't answer he wordlessly circled the bed and left out the door to find his brother.

"Thor!"
The thunder god looked to his brother, wondering what he could have wanted. "That was fast. Where is she?"
"Currently locked inside herself, kept in my room for safe keeping for now. Do you mind informing me of what is happening? Why did you basically volunteer me to be her chaperone? I'm sure she can learn quite a bit on her own."
"I never actually said you were to take her. You did that yourself." Thor smirked as he saw his brother's eyes narrow. The thunder god had out-tricked the Master Trickster. The smirk faded. "We're not sure who or what has done this, nor do we know why they want Dyre. Our scout said the damage looked like a fight, but we still don't know who. So far as we know, her family had no grudges against them."
Loki wondered if offering a stone that looked like a severed goat's head counted as holding a grudge.
"I'm sure she could learn a lot about modern Midgard on her own, but she needs to blend in as best as she can while we figure this out."
"And what of Eir?"
Thor shook his head. "Lady Eir doesn't seem to be a target, but we're keeping her here out of harm's way for now."
"Why can't she stay with her mother then?"
"This would be the first place this person would think to check for her." He sighed and ran a tired hand through his hair. "Thank you for volunteering."
"I only said I'd make sure she arrived in Midgard unharmed. I never said I'd actually go."
Thor frowned. "Come now, Brother. You can sleep with her, but you can't protect her life?" When his brother didn't answer, he kept going. "For once, think about someone else rather than just your satisfaction. No doubt it wasn't her idea, but yours to leave and go to your room."
"The feeling was mutual, I assure you," Loki answered calmly, arms folded over his chest. "This… this rescue mission, it is not."
The thunder god stalked up to him and grabbed a fistful of his tunic, anger evident in his voice. "You listen here. If she is good enough to take to bed, she is worthy of your time to save her life. How many times has she healed us in the past?"
"I don't owe her any favors. Let go or you'll wrinkle the fabric." He nodded to the fist clenching his shirt. Only when Thor increased his grasp did Loki speak again. "You know I despise that wretched world. Why can't you take her?"
"I have matters to attend to here. You do not." His glare softened, as did his grip. "Loki, you're the only one I trust with her safety." He suddenly thought of an interesting idea. "I could always have Fandral take her. I'm sure he'd be great company."
Loki bristled slightly to the offer. "Fine. I'll take her there immediately. Only because I don't trust that womanizer in the slightest. To the forest safe haven, I'm assuming."
He nodded. "And you know where the others are?"
"I'm well versed in what to do in the case of an invasion and we need to get out." He nodded to Thor's fist. "Mind letting go?"
He mumbled an apology before unclenching his fist. "Heimdall is expecting you at the Bifrost. He will let you through." He pointed a threatening finger to him. "But understand this, do not take her for granted. She is not one of your loose women."
He slapped his brother's finger away. "Do not lecture me. I know she isn't." He turned his back to leave for his chambers. "I'll get her to the safe haven, be sure of that."
Thor watched his brother's retreating back and sighed, rubbing his temples. "Thunder give me strength…"
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