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Chapter 5- Midgardian Liquor

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Thor stepped back from the hammer, screaming up at the sky before falling to his knees. (Y/n) hesitantly placed her fingers on the handle, deciding against picking it up. It was meant to be Thor wielding the hammer. Her picking it up would be like Thor wielding her Infinity Stone.

Soldiers moved towards the two. (Y/n) looked to Thor, who stayed silent as his hands were brought behind his back. She did the same. No mortal object could take away her power, if she felt in danger she could easily leave. But what these Midgardians were doing with the hammer she wanted to know.

(Y/n) was in her room for around ten minutes before the man who she assumed was in charge entered.

"I uh, just finished talking to your friend. We'll see how your stories match up, or really, how crazy both of you sound. It's not easy to do what you did. You knocked my men out by just touching them. In my experience, it takes someone who's received similar training to do what you did to them. Would you like to tell me where you received your training? Pakistan? Chechnya? Afghanistan?"

"Asgard," (Y/n) answered honestly.

"Who are you?" The man asked.

"(Y/n) Cardottir."

The man chuckled, "Yes, the wife of Loki in Norse folklore. We'll get the information we want one way or another. We're good at that." A small machine beepedin the man's pocket, "I'll be right back."

The man left, leaving (Y/n) alone. The woman sighed, dropping her head slightly. When she opened them again, Loki was in front of her in Midgardian garb.

"Loki?" She whispered, "What are you doing here?"

"I've come to plead once again that you come home," Loki put his hand over (Y/n)'s, causing the handcuffs to disappear.

"I can't leave Thor. Not until he is able to return home or until he accepts his mortal life. Then I shall call upon Heimdall."

"I should freeze you and take you back with me," Loki muttered.

"Try your best My Prince," (Y/n) smirked.

Loki kissed (Y/n)'s hand, "I will not rest until you are by my side once again."

"May," Erik entered her room, "There you are. Come on, Donny is already outside, let's go."

(Y/n) stood up from her seat, joining Thor as the three walked out of the compound.

As (Y/n) passed by a table she spotted the notebook that Jane was so fond of. Knowing of Thor's promise she nabbed it, holding it close to her.

"Doctor Selvig!" The man yelled, "Keep them away from bars."

"I will," Selvig assured.

"Where are we going?" Thor asked.

"To get a drink." Selvig grumbled.

~*~

Loki, looking apprehensive, walked alone across the icy surface of Jotunheim.

As Loki entered the ruined castle. Jotun guards soon surrounded him on all sides. Laufey stood from his throne, his height menacing compared to Loki's.

"Tell me why I shouldn't kill you," Laufey growled.

"I've come alone and unarmed," Loki stated.

"To what end?"

"To make you another proposition."

"So you're the one who let us into Asgard," Laufey realized, "My men are dead, and I have no Casket. You are a deceiver."

Laufey lashed out and grabbed Loki around the throat, but Loki calmly stood his ground.

"You have no idea what I am," Loki smirked, blueness spread across his face as Laufey and his guards stared in shock, "Hello, Father."

Laufey released Loki and his skin turned back to normal.

"Ah, the bastard son. I thought Odin had killed you. That's what I would have done. He's as weak as you are," Laufey stated.

"No longer weak. I now rule Asgard, until Odin awakens. Perhaps you should not have so carelessly abandoned me."

"Or perhaps it was the wisest choice I've ever made. I will hear you."

"I will conceal you and a handful of your soldiers, lead you into his chambers, and let you slay him where he lies. I'll keep the throne, and you will have the Casket," Loki stated.

"Why would you do this?" Laufey questioned.

"When all is done, we will have a permanent peace between our two worlds. Then I, the bastard son, will have accomplished what Odin and Thor never could."

Loki hid his nervousness as his plan was set into action. Lure Laufey into Asgard, and eliminate him in a world where his people can't see it.

"I accept."

Loki turned to leave, as he did so, a breath of relief left his lips. For once, everything seemed as though it was falling into place.

Loki stepped out of the palace, calling up Heimdal so he may activate the Bifrost.

"What troubles you, Gatekeeper?" Loki asked when he came back to the Observatory.

"I turned my gaze upon you in Jotunheim, but could neither see nor hear you. You were shrouded from me, like the Frost Giants who entered this Realm."

"Perhaps your senses have weakened after your many years of service," Loki suggested.

"Or perhaps someone has found a way to hide that which he does not wish me to see," Heimdall's tone became accusatory.

"Tell me, did Odin ever fear you?" Loki asked.

"No."

"Why?"

"Because he is my king, and I have sworn to obey him."

"He was your king, and you are sworn to obey me now. Yes?"

"Yes,"  Heimdall answered after a pause.

"Then you will open the Bifrost to no one but (Y/n) should she call, and myself after I fix the mess Thor has caused."

~*~

(Y/n) sipped on the very weak Midgardian liquor. Was this meant to get people drunk?

"Seems Darcy's a terrible intern, but a talented hacker," Erik stated.

"Thank you for what you've done," Thor thanked.

(Y/n) smiled. Perhaps Midgard was good for Thor, she didn't have to force him to give thanks anymore. She could feel that he had changed from the arrogant prince he was a few days ago.

"You know, I've had it all backwards," Thor sighed.

"That's alright, getting something wrong. You start asking the right questions."

"For the first time in my life, I don't know what to do," Thor turned to (Y/n), "I want you to leave me, go back to Asgard. I am doomed to exile, you can return home."

"You are my brother Thor, in every way but blood," (Y/n) put a hand on his arm, "Until you are ready for the mortal life, I will not leave you."

"Thank you," Thor addressed both (Y/n) and Erik.

"Don't thank me, I'm doing this for Jane. Her Father and I worked at university together. He was a good man. He never listened."

"Neither did I. My Father was trying to teach me something, but I was too stupid to see it." Thor scoffed.

"I don't know if you're delusional or if you're pulling some kind of con, I don't care. I just care about her," Erik addressed Thor about Jane. (Y/n) began to twirl the ring on her finger. "I've seen the way she looks at you."

"I swear I mean her no harm."

"Good, then I'll buy you another round, and you'll leave town tonight."

(Y/n) and Thor nodded hesitantly.

"Hey, I know you, man," one of the men from the diner approached Thor, he was obviously drunk and looking for a fight, "You were in the diner with that hot girl."

(Y/n) and Thor shared a worried look. Neither of them liked where this was going.

"I wouldn't mind her doing a little research on me," the man let out a slurred laugh, his gaze traveled to (Y/n), "Or you."

(Y/n) raised her hand, the space between and around her fingers glowing red and gold. Thor reached up and brought her hand down, surprising her.

"I have no quarrel with you. But she's a lady. You should be more respectful," Thor advised.

"And you should shut the hell up, princess."

(Y/n)'s eyes widened and she looked to Thor worriedly. Her mind going back to the situation that got them sent here in the first place.

"I will not fight him," Thor stated.

"Then it'll be easy to kick your ass."

(Y/n) brought up her other hand and wiggled her fingers, her tone commanding, "Leave."

The drunk man became stiff, turning around and walking from the bar.

"Three boilermakers," Selvig ordered calmly.

~*~

(Y/n) knocked on the door of Jane's trailer. Jane soon answered, looking at a near unconscious Erik in shock.

"Oh my God, what happened?" She asked.

"We drank, we fought, he made his ancestors proud," Thor grinned.

"Right, put him on the bed," Jane ordered.

Thor entered the trailer, placing Erik on the bed near the back.
Jane and Thor made eye contact, and (Y/n) felt out of place. She pulled Jane's notebook from her jacket pocket and discreetly put it in Thor's hand.

"I'm going to go for a walk," she said awkwardly.

She walked out of the trailer into a field nearby, just outside of the city. As she mindlessly walked slowly, she closed her eyes.

"Come on Loki, come on!"

"I'm coming darling," Loki laughed, (Y/n) always loved his laugh, it was beautiful and filled her with joy.

(Y/n) ran to the middle of the field, falling backwards into the flowers. Petals flew up into the air around her. She waved her hand around and the petals multiplied, until they rained over the area.

"They're almost as beautiful as you darling," Loki laid down next to her.

"Just think, perhaps a year or two from now, we'll be married, I'll have my Infinity Stone." (Y/n) sighed dreamily, "Everything will be absolutely perfect."

"It's already perfect," Loki mumbled, running a strand of (Y/n)'s hair through his fingers, "If it can stay just like this, I'd be happy."

"So would I."

When (Y/n) opened her eyes again a few stray tears had fallen down her cheeks. She wanted that life again, no cares, no worries. Just pure happiness with Loki. That would be perfection. Not all this war and separation, and confusion.

For a moment, she felt tempted to call to Heimdall to bring her back to Asgard. But her work wasn't done on Earth. If she left Thor know she wouldn't feel right, he would be alone in this new world that didn't know who he truly was.

"Soon Loki, soon."