Imagine Loki rescuing you from kidnappers

"Where is he?", they shouted at you, bringing their hand down, slapping you across the face. You had no idea who these men were, as they had grabbed you as you had been walking down the street, dragging you down a backstreet into the back on an old shop. You now sat tied to a chair surround by them, as they continued to ask you questions. They slapped you again, making you taste blood. "I don't know who your talking about!", you scream at them through your tears. "Don't lie to us. We know you know Loki, otherwise why would you wear his sign around your neck", indicating to your necklace which had a small Loki helmet on it. "I'm telling you, I don't know what your talking about, he isn't real. He's just a character", you plead to them, trying to break free. The man who had been talking to you pulled out a gun and pointed it straight at your head. "One last chance, tell us where Loki is?". You begin to cry, feeling the cold barrel pressed against your forehead. "I-I don't know", you sob, looking pleadingly into his cold eyes. He sighs, cocking the gun, putting his finger on the trigger. "Shame, I was beginning to like you", he said, his finger slowly squeezing the trigger. You scrunch your eyes tightly shut, thinking at any second you are going to die. "Leave her alone!", you hear someone shout as the door is flung open. You gasp, it was Loki! He swiftly attacks the guys, breaking their necks as they attempted in vain to shoot at him. As the last body fell, he immediately rushed to you, as released you. "I-I...", you say speechless, unable to believe your eyes. "Are you hurt Y/N?", he asks looking into your eyes, concerned. You shake your head, "No, I- thank you", you say, breaking down into tears, throwing your arms around his neck. "It's alright my love, no one will harm you ever again", he whispered to you, picking you up in his arms, kissing you on your forehead. He carried you out of the building into the blinding light. "Where are we going?", you ask, cuddling closer to Loki. He looks down and whispers to you, "I'm not leaving you down here on Midgard to risk being hurt, you are coming back to Asgard with me".