How To Save A Life- The Fray

"Where did I go wrong? I lost my friend, somewhere along in the bitterness..and I would have stayed up with you all night…had I known how to save a life."

The Queen of Asgard paced back and forth.

She hated being left behind. Not knowing what had become of her sons..of her husband, who arose from his slumber and raced out of the palace.

Thor and Loki were at odds. Fighting. Hashing out old slights and feelings that Loki had kept inside all these years.

She tried to remember any pain she might have caused her youngest son. She could remember no willful hurt. She always loved him, from the day Odin brought him home from Jotunheim, small and helpless..she still loved him. Like any mother, she was sure they could work out any difference.

Or could they? Was she being naïve? So much hurt in his face. Odin had favoured Thor and Loki felt rejected.

Oh my Gods, she thought as she lie down in Odin's large bed.. Please bring my family back to me.

She lie there silently praying for so long that she didn't know how much time had passed when she finally heard footsteps. She rose to a sitting position as Thor entered the room.

"Thor!" she yelled running to capture her oldest son in her embrace checking for wounds.

"Mother." He sobbed, falling to his knees, allowing himself to be wrapped in her arms..his tears falling softly unto her dress.

"Thor, what has happened? Where is your brother? Your father?" she asked trying to keep the panic from her voice.

"I am here." Was Odin's tired response as he entered the room.

"My husband…you frightened me with your hasty departure. Where is Loki?"she asked with a bit more fear in her voice. Thor did not release her and she continued to hold him.

"Loki is gone, my love." The King of Asgard said sadly.

"What do you mean gone? Did you banish him too? When will this madness end?"

"No my darling, I did not banish him…"

"Then where did he go?" she demanded "Where is he?"

"He …he let go…."Thor explained "He fell..off the Bifrost."

At those words , Queen Frigga felt the blood drain from her face.

"This is your fault." She told Odin. Thor released her and stood wiping his tears "No mother.."

"It is." She accused

"Frigga…"Odin said patiently "Loki was unwell."

"Unwell because you made him that way." She accused as tears began to stream down her face "You never let him feel as if he was good enough."

"That's not true. I loved him." Odin insisted. "He was my son."

"You never loved him..NEVER." she yelled as she collapsed on the ground. Thor rushed to her side and took his sobbing mother into his embrace. His turn to comfort her.. "Mother…Father is right."

"My sons…"she cried, holding Thor's hand fiercely "You banished Thor and now Loki is gone. You brought this pain on our house…"

"I didn't mean…"Odin tried to add

"There is NO excuse. We should have told him about his parentage..we should have told him everything…but you wanted to keep it a secret..not to protect him but to protect your potential truce with the Jotuns." She yelled as she stood. "You have destroyed our family."

"I did what I had to do." Odin thundered "What I thought was right."

"I shall never forgive you." She replied as Thor continued to cling to her to her skirt, like a child.

"Frigga.."Odin tried again softly placing his hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry."

"Never…" she repeated as she continued to sob as she finally allowed Odin to pull her into his embrace.

Pain.

Pain was all he knew. All he could feel. From the top of his scalp to the soles of his feet.

Searing pain every time he tried to draw a deep breath.

Sharp gutting wrenching pain when he tried to move his leg or his arm.

His head was spinning with pain.

He wasn't sure if it was from the fall or from the memory.

Odin's last words. "No Loki."

Translation: No Loki, I don't love you. No Loki, you will never be Thor. No Loki, nothing you ever do will change how I feel about you.

Those words were even more painful than the landing he experienced.

Where had he landed?

Somewhere barren.

Dry.

Desolate.

And suddenly he was being moved. He cried out as he was moved…the shock was enough for him to pass out..almost as if he was sleeping..but this sleep was something more..and the lights…they were so beautiful…

Was that Queen Frigga? I'm coming mother.

"Where'd this guy come from?"

"They say he just fell from the sky."

"Check out his clothes."

"I can't get this breast plate off. We've got to get him stabilized."

"I've got the buckles…give me a second."

"He's doesn't have one, he's going to crash."

"One more minute."

"C'mon, c'mon, he's coding."

"Got it…careful…he's probably got multiple rib fractures. "

"Better than to break another rib and be dead. Clear!" the paramedic yelled.

"C'mon dude…."

"V fib!"

"Charging to 120…Clear…."

"He's back..he's back…Hold on guy..we're almost there…"