~Y/n pov~

I walked after Mobius and sat down, watching as a black haired man sassed the judge.

"Oh, believe me, you can smell the cologne of two Tony Starks." He stated, "You speak of Time criminals? It's they you should be after. Perhaps you could provide me with a task force and resources, and I could return and eliminate them for you."

"We're not here to talk about the avengers." The judge told him sternly.

"Oh, no?" The man replied sarcastically.

"What they did was supposed to happen. You escaping was not." The judge continued.

The man started laughing, "Right.. uh.. not supposed to happen? According to who?"

"The time keepers." The judge replied as if the answer was obvious.

"Oh the time keepers, right!" He continued sarcastically, "Well, perhaps I should speak to these time keepers, gods to gods."

The judge forced a smile, "I'm sorry but they're quite busy."

"Oh they are? What are they doing?"

"Dictating the proper flow of time."

Why exactly did Mobius want to be here?

This is taking ages. Although, I feel like I've seen this man from somewhere before.

As if I knew him. But that's not possible.

The TVA created me.

"I see. And what do you do?"

"Dictate the proper flow of time according to their dictations." I could tell the judge was getting annoyed now, "How do you plead?"

"Guilty." He brought his hands up, "Of this."

He did a hand motion. I was waiting for something to happen but nothing did.

He tried it again and again.

"What's going on?" The judge asked.

One of the people stood near him laughed, "He's trying to use his powers."

"Don't rush me." The man was getting frustrated.

Finally, he slammed his hands back to him sides, "Damn it, why won't it work?"

"Magic powers? They're no good in the TVA, Mr Laufeyson." The judge smirked smugly at him, "The court finds you guilty and I sentence you to be reset. Next case please."

"Reset? What does that mean?"

He started to panic more as the guards started pulling him away.

"Is it bad? What does it mean? Hey! You ridiculous bureaucrats will not dictate how my story ends!"

"It's not your story, Mr Laufeyson. It never was."

"You have no idea what I'm capable of!" The man yelled, struggling against the guards.

"I think I might." Mobius stood up from his seat.

Is this why he wanted to come in here? Does he have some sort of interest in this person?

"Have an idea of what he's capable of.." Mobius continued.

"Approach the bench."

The man finally looked over to where we were sitting. I don't think he even noticed we were there.

His eyes landed on me and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

The judge and Mobius started whispering to each other. It was clear they were arguing.

Mobius then turned to look at the man.

"And who are you?" He asked Mobius.

Mobius simply smiled, "C'mon Y/n."

I nodded and stood up.

~*~

"I'm gonna burn this place to the ground." Loki grumbled.

"I'll show you where my desk is, you can start there." Mobius replied.

Loki stopped walking and peered through the windows.

"I thought there was no magic here."

"There isn't."

Loki glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, an unreadable expression on his face.

Then, he turned back to the window.

"That's not real." Loki stated.

"It is..." Mobius sighed, "And, unfortunately, so is all the paperwork."

"This place is a nightmare."

"That's another department." Mobius smiled, "Now that department I'll help you burn down."

~*~

I stood in the lift behind Mobius and Loki.

Loki kept glancing at me. I awkwardly avoided eye contact.

"Are you taking me somewhere to kill me?" Loki spoke after a few moments of silence.

"No, that's where you just were." Mobius told him, "I'm taking you some place to talk."

"I don't like to talk." Loki lied.

Wait, why was I so sure that was a lie?

It's like I just knew. But how would I if I didn't know this person. How could I tell if he was lying?

"You do like to lie. Which you just did. And we both know you like to talk." Mobius made mouths with his hands and mimicked talking.

Loki looked unamused, "How long have you been here?"

"I don't know. It's hard to say, time passes differently here in the TVA."

Loki looked more confused, "What does that mean?"

The lift opened.

"You'll catch up."

~*~

"For the record, this really does feel like a killing me room." Loki stopped by the doorway.

Mobius sat on one of the chairs.

"Can you grab a file for me?" Mobius asked me and told me which one.

"Of course." I walked to the side of the room to go and find it.

"Not big on trust, are you?"

"Trust is for children.. and dogs."

I didn't hear much more of the conversation.

When I found the file, I brought it back to the table and placed it down.

Loki had sat down on the seat opposite Mobius.

I sat down in the spare seat and stayed silent.

"I specialise in the pursuit of dangerous variants. Y/n here is my assistant. She's not as experienced as me so we work as a team." Mobius explained.

Loki raised his eyebrows at me and gave me a confused look before looking away.

My eyebrows furrowed. Why was he looking at me like that?

Does he know me? That's not possible.

"Like myself?" Loki asked, his voice coming out harsh.

"No, particularly dangerous variants. You're just a little pussycat." Mobius told him, "Now, I have a set of questions for you."

He shuffled through the file a bit and grabbed a few bits of paper from it.

"Answer them honestly and then maybe I can give you something you want. And you wanna get out of here, right?"

Loki sat there with his arms crossed. He looked like a moody teenager.

"Should you return, what are you going to do?" Mobius asked the first question.

"Finish what I started."

"Which is?" Mobius pressed for more information.

"Claim my throne."

"You want to be King?"

"I don't want to be, I was born to be." Loki replied sassily.

"King of what?"

I sighed. This whole thing confused me.

I've always been at the TVA, right?

I feel like they're keeping something from me.. but what.

Are they just hiding stuff from me or are they hiding it from the whole organisation?

We don't even know who runs this thing? Are we meant to just trust them when we don't even know who we are?

I sighed.

Loki seems to want to get out of here. If I can convince him to take me with him... maybe I can find all the answers to my questions.

I snapped out of my thoughts when something started playing on the screen.

There was a city.

"What is this?" Loki asked in an annoyed tone, his face mirroring his emotions.

"A sampling of your greatest hits, if I may?"

The screen changed and Loki was on the ground. These people were all pointing weapons at him.

Loki scoffed and looked away.

"If it's all the same to you, I'll have that drink now." The Loki recording stated.

Mobius was sipping on his drink. He seemed to be enjoying this.

I guess I was kind of curious. About who this guy was and what his life was like.

"I remember I was there. Anything else?"

"It's funny.. for someone born to rule, you sure do lose a lot." Mobius stated.

I frowned slightly, not liking the direction the conversation was going in.

"You might even say it's in your nature." Mobius continued.

"You know, things didn't turn out so well for the last person who said that to me." Loki glared at Mobius.

"Oh yeah, Phil Coulson."

A man appeared on the screen. A sceptre pierced through his chest.

Loki appeared, standing behind him with a smirk on his face.

~*~

Loki was getting visibly more upset.

And then, Mobius showed him his mother dying and told him it was all his fault.

"Stop, Mobius. Isn't this a little too far?" I asked.

"Is it?" He raised his eyebrow at me.

I heard the doors close.

"What are you doing?"

"Doing my job." Mobius replied to the person who just entered, his voice showed his annoyance, "Is it yours to interrupt?"

"We have a situation." She replied.

He sighed, "There's always a situation."

Mobius stopped when he reached the door.

"Don't do anywhere." He pointed at Loki, "And you.." He then pointed at me, "Keep an eyes on him."

Loki scoffed as Mobius left the room.

And then we were alone.

I turned to Loki and saw him already looking at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Y/n.. is it really you."

"You seemed to know me.. how?"

His happy look fell, "You don't remember?"

"Am I supposed to remember something... all I remember is being at the TVA. But now, I don't know what to believe anymore. All I can say is they're definitely keeping something from me." I bit my lip in frustration.

Just what were they keeping from me.

It was silent for a few seconds before Loki nodded, "Don't worry. I'll help you get your memories back."

I furrowed my brows, "But why? Why do you care so much?"

"Because I love you, okay!" Loki suddenly yelled, he sighed as he realised what he said, "Sorry I just-"

He was definitely overwhelmed by everything.

"No, it's okay. We used to know each other right?" I smiled at him.

Why did this feel so familiar?

We both sat back down in the chairs.

Loki sat at the controls.

After a few seconds of fiddling with it, he heads towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked him in confusion.

He turned to me and hesitated for a moment before replying, "Stay here. I'll be back."

With that said, he left.

~*~

Loki came back into the room again and sat back down.

I gave him a questioning look but he ignored it.

Then, he started playing the video.

"I love you, my sons."

Was that his father?

I looked over to see Loki tearing up.

"Remember this place, Home."

The man on the recording started fading away.

Another man was also sat there. He had blonde hair.

Was that Loki's brother?

The video skipped to another scene.

"Loki, I thought the world of you." The blonde man told him, "I thought we were gonna fight side by side forever."

It cut to another scene.

"Maybe you're not so bad after all brother."

"Maybe not." Loki smiled back at his brother.

"If you were here I'd give you a hug."

"I'm here."

I looked at Loki and he looked happy.

He skipped to the next scene.

This man grabbed him by the neck and started choking him.

I noticed Loki's terrified expression as he watched himself die.

Then the screen went black and words appeared.

They read: end of file.

While we were watching, something caught my attention.

I was there in some of the scenes. So this means Loki wasn't lying.. we really know each other.

I guess that makes us friends. Maybe even lovers? He told me he loved me.

But I can't remember anything.

Loki got up from his seat and then slumped down against the wall.

He was breathing heavily, trying not to cry.

"Loki?" I cautious approached him, trying not to startle him.

I sat down beside him.

"It'll be okay. Well I'm not sure but.. I'm here. Even if I might not remember..uh.." I trailed off nervously, unsure of what to say.

It seemed like I didn't need to say anymore though, because the next thing I knew, Loki was hugging me.

He wrapped his arms around me tightly and buried his face into my shoulder.

I slowly returned the hug, running my fingers through his hair.

"It's okay to cry." I stated as I fell my shoulder getting wet from his tears.

~*~

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A/n I've seen a few of these but not many. I got a good idea so I decided to write one myself. I hope you enjoy.