"Are you absolutely sure about this."

"Yes."

"For definite."

"Yes, Ora."

"You're completely confident."

"Ora, I've never been more sure about anything." He placed his hands either side my face, a gentle smile lifting at his lips. I sighed, my gut twisting with nervousness.

"Cause I could just tell you..."

"Ora I want to see this, I don't care if it's in your perspective, I want to feel what you felt. I want to see what you saw." He sighed, pressing my face into his shirt for a moment as he kissed my head and let out a deep breath.

"I want to be your Loki."

I let out a humph and lifted my head, sending him a derisive glare.

"You are my Loki. I told you." I spoke softly, but he shook his head and held on tight to my hand, smiling sadly.

"I can see it in your eyes when I catch you watching me sometimes..." He uttered coolly, brushing a strand of hair off my cheek as he sighed again.

"You quietly resent me for not knowing what you know...or not having experienced what you and he had." He finished softly, and I chewed my cheek, looking away as I wasn't quite able to meet his eyes. Not with knowing that every morning I woke up, hoping he'd suddenly be the same Loki I'd lost five years ago, hoping he'd come with me to Charlie's grave and talk about her like a lost friend rather than a stranger, hoping he'd laugh and joke about times past as if he'd been there alongside me.

"Loki..."

"Please, Ora. I want this." He furthered, a little more demanding this time. His voice powerful, ordering, but also softened at the edges, like it had been since he showed up out of the blue, after seeing the pure state I was in.

I swallowed forcibly and chewed my cheek as I met his determined gaze once more. Then I gave a final nod out of defeat, and placed my hands either side his head, my fingertips resting at his temples. His cool hands came up and around my wrists, gentle but strong at the same time, holding me steady, reassuring me.

I mirrored his sure smile, and took a deep breath in, before channeling the energy within me through my hands and into his mind. It was already wide open and vulnerable, so that I quickly tethered my own energy and mind to his, beginning the process of siphoning memories one by one out of my head and into his.

For a moment it was quiet as I prepared myself, not a sound in the room perpetuated by mine and Loki's dead silence. Then, I snapped open the floodgates and I was torn apart by an onslaught of memories I'd been harbouring in a locked up box for years, finally flashing forth in my mind and through his as I let out a yell of pain.

"Lady Ace, I'm afraid...Loki is dead."

We both flinched instinctively, struck painfully blind with a cresting wave of my shock and grief, still raw from that particular memory.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Thor"

"Teach me how to kill. Train me."

"Whoa there, I come in peace."
"What are you doing here?"

"Only five of you? You poor bastards."

"Last night was...amazing."

Loki's grip on my wrists quickly grew tighter and I felt him tense up, clenching his jaw angrily as I grimaced at the sight of Sebastians face clouding the image in my mind. But I couldn't lose focus, and so I pressed on.

"It's been some time."
"You're not welcome here."

"I see you've acquired yourself a mortal companion."

"What is this?"
"It's a sesame seed roll."
"I like it...a lot."

"I'd hate to think someone had domesticated you while you were gone."

"Tell me Ora, how long has it been since you were expertly...satisfied?"

"Eventful morning?"
"Apparently so."
"You're bleeding."
"Incredible analysis Sherlock."

"Wouldn't have thought I'd catch someone like you 'getting your leg over' a shield agent, Ace."
"Care to elaborate, Coraline?"

"Ace that was all before...before I realised I had feelings for you."

"Wilson you're a complete dick to everyone."

"Did he fuck you like this?"

"Lie with me."

"We weren't 'cuddling'!"
"Yes of course. Sorry I meant 'gently suffocating each other to death'."

"I fucking hate you."
"You won't in a few minutes."

"Promise it wasn't you who killed my father."

"So when are you sending me back?"

That's ridiculous. This man is- is hideous. I share no resemblance with him whatsoever."

"Where is the data."

"Play the fool all you like, little girl."

"I'm coming to you, little hex."

I winced as the raw memory played out and Loki's smiling face had dropped, his mouth letting out a bloodied choke as I'd looked down to see the knife I'd embedded in him. Then his entire figure crumbling and blowing away as it had been a figment of my imagination the whole time. Loki let out a jagged sigh in front of me and I felt a solitary tear roll down my cheek, but I shook my head, clenching my jaw and continuing on, determined.

"Ora please, look at me."
"I don't want to see what I did."

"No."
"What?"
"Don't call yourself that."

"I'm a fucking mutant okay. That's what I've been called since birth and tha-"

"I broke the glass."

"It's gone too far..."
"It went too far a long time ago little hex."

"Elle?"

"A guy?"
"A god."
"I know the feeling."

"We've always been selfish darling. I don't see any need to change that."

"But it's only ever living when it's with you."

"I just wanted to live like normal people."
"Poltergeist honey, you're not normal people."
"I know that."

"So this is the mortal bitch."

"I'm Kustaar, this is Raoul."

"Loki's gonna fucking kill you."
"I don't think that's how you pronounce 'congratulate'."

"Aurora- you do know where you come from, do you not?"

"You don't have to go home. You don't have to run from them anymore. Stay here."

"I'm pretty used to not belonging."
"You belong with me."
"I don't, Loki...I never will."

"I refuse to go on like this. Playing to your act of using me as naught but an object of your satisfaction."

"Don't...don't fuck me like it's the last time."

"I've lost..."
"I fell for you."

"You fell for this."

"I'm not running."

"This is- unnatural, little hex."
"It's beautiful."

"He made me a suit!"

"You have a visitor...an old friend...a brother."

"You're drinking again."

"Well that's ridiculous, you're clearly a sesame seed roll."

"Hear me out, please Aurora."

"And you're certain he's not in any way related to you?"

"I wouldn't forgive him either."

"Quite the poet you are."

"I'm sorry it took this long, Rory."

"You just- you just don't notice."

"Just like how this all started, Ora."

"I love you too, Ora."

"You're coming back tonight...We're coming back tonight."

"Aurora...I can't lose you again."

"May I have this dance, mortal."
"We're on a job."
"They haven't started shooting yet."

"You took everything from me."
"You did that to yourself."

"I'm dying right."

"You were the best fucking mom, I swear to god."
"Fuck you."

"This is Rory Charlie Wilson."

"I wondered how long it would take."

"You can't blame yourself anymore."
"It won't help her now."

"You're still healing."

Hope to see you soon my love

Loki

"I'm sorry, Ora my love. I've failed us."

"I've missed him growing up. My little boy."

"Night big Rory."
"Goodnight little Rory."

"He'll be back for you love. Soon."

"Aurora, I'm sorry..."

"You're unhappy."

"You're never gonna have to say goodbye to me, Wilson. After everything we've been through, I'm not leaving."

I didn't even get to tell him I loved him... I love him so fucking much.

I let out a sharp, choked up breath as I dropped my hands from his face and nearly fell into him. My head was pounding and my cheeks were soaked with tears as I swayed and tried to stop myself from passing out. Raising a shaking hand to my face, I'd realised my nose was bleeding heavily, only now slowing to a thickened drip as I'd released the tether to mine and his mind.

It was quiet then, a little too quiet as I dabbed at my nose and winced at the sickening pain jumping through all my nerve endings. I looked up, expecting Loki to be watching me worriedly, a little anxious from my averse reaction to the powerful siphon. But he wasn't.

Instead he was looking right at me, tears slipping over his cheeks as his jaw had gone slack and his pupils constricted and dilated in sickening sequences, zoning out and in on his surroundings. His breathing was shaky as he let out a sigh and his heart rate began to slow.

His hands shook just as much as mine when he reached out to cup my face, his own expression bleeding thick with a multitude of emotions i'd never seen altogether at the same time. But after a while it settled on a bittersweet smile, his gaze broken and distorted with guilt and sympathy at what he'd just witnessed.

"Ora..."

I rubbed my head and swiped at the blood again, looking up sheepishly at him.

"I'm so sorry."

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short one for this chapter my guys

i rlly wanted it to be focused on this one scene only, since in my head it's such a powerful scene and i didn't want to overshadow it

technically the last chapter but due to popular demand, i will in fact be following up with an 'after' like the first book

they're just so fun to write
(definitely not bc i cant let them go yet shh)