A/N: When I first came up with the character of Stephanie Triggs, I was a little nervous because I knew I would be writing a common trope. But since people have been encouraging me to write her story saying they would read the heck out of this and whatnot, I've finally decided to publish what I've been working on it for a while now.

I hope you all enjoy.

"Do you want to hear a story?" She asked, leaning on the window sill. Her brown eyes focused on the skyline of the city.

"You've heard their story but you've never heard mine. Or hers." She turned around, her eyes lowering. "Would you like to hear her story?" She raised her gaze.

A ghost of a smile formed on her face. "I like to think this story started before she met him. I like to think it started long before... long before I was even born. I like to think it was written in the stars." She mused.

She peered back out the window. "Funny how you can't see the stars from here." She let out a soft breath, her eyes drifting up to the night sky. She waited a moment, letting silence wash over her before continuing.

"I like to think that it all started with a promise."

There was something entirely intimidating about that day.

Sigyn was not a person who was used to have all eyes on her. She rarely put herself in a situation where she was the center of attention. Yet, there she was. All of Asgard was watching her as she made either the biggest mistake... or the greatest decision of her entire life. She wished she was certain of which one it was herself but the truth was that she was still nervous. Sigyn tried to convince herself that she knew what she was doing because, despite the uncertainty, she knew one thing for sure. She had waited for this day to come.

And she wasn't going to back out now.

She was escorted by her father and mother, holding on to each of their hands. She felt a little more at ease with them by her side, even if she knew their true thoughts on her impending nuptials. The rest of her family followed closely behind her. Sigyn belonged to one of the noblest families in all of Asgard. It was no surprise that when she was born, people knew she was one day going to grow up to marry one of Odin's sons. It was practically her destiny to marry a prince. Most Asgardian girls would embrace such a fate when growing up but as a child, Sigyn met the concept with hesitation and skepticism.

Part of her didn't like the fact that all of Asgard knew that one of the princes would be bound to fall in love and marry her. It felt like the choice was completely out of her hands. But no one could predict which prince she would end up choosing. It was hardly the popular pick of the parents involved in the arrangement but it was the choice her heart had made.

Sigyn reminded herself that above all else, this was the choice that she made on her own. And if she had made it on her own then it had to be the right choice. Even with all eyes on her, she maintained her gaze focused on the only thing that truly mattered to her. Her future husband.

Loki.

She smiled brightly as soon as he caught sight of her. She barely even noticed the twinkle in his eyes, the catch of his breath, and the shine of excitement that filled his smile as soon as he laid eyes on her. Instead, Sigyn tried to hold herself back from laughing. Unfortunately, Sigyn wasn't quite used to see him in his full armor.

Out of every thought that could've been running through her head on her wedding day, she couldn't help but think that he looked a little funny with the horns. Loki raised his brows as soon as he caught the amused look on her face. "What?" Loki mouthed to her, hoping she could see him. He wasn't too far away but still worried about it. He didn't want that smirk on her face to mean anything that would be embarrassing for him. Loki wanted this day to go perfectly, after all.

Sigyn let go of her father's hand to point to the top of her head, which was vacant of any horned helmet. Loki blinked and reached up, touching the horns on his helmet. He chuckled as he realized she was teasing him. The young man almost forgot she wasn't used to seeing him this way. She giggled at his reaction but then quickly clasped her hand over her mouth to quiet herself as soon as she realized how loud she was being. Her mother sent her a look.

"Sorry. My apologies." The girl hurried her words out. Her mother didn't blame her, however. Sigyn was still young. She could get away with being childish. But she knew as soon as she was married, her mother would no longer go easy on her.

It wasn't long before she reached her future husband. Sigyn stood with her family before Odin and all of Asgard. She took Loki's hand and gave him a tight squeeze. It was reassurance that she could tell he needed. There was a silent understanding between the two of them. Both of them were nervous and both of them wanted this day to go well more than anything. Loki and Sigyn knew they didn't have the best start to their courtship or even engagement so it meant a lot to the both of them for their marriage to start out on the right foot.

Loki turned to admire her from head to toe,"You look radiant." He complimented. He looked up to meet her eyes and she smiled at him. She looked relieved more than anything. But then she gave him a gentle smirk,"You don't look so bad yourself, your royal highness." Sigyn told him. He rolled his eyes playfully, knowing she was concealing the quiet shyness she was known for. He reached over and removed her dark green robe. Loki took in the sight of her wedding dress.

"That's better." He whispered, earning a blush from Sigyn. His voice had been so quiet. She felt like she was the only one in Asgard who had heard him.

Odin eyed the young couple and silently asked them if they were prepared to continue. Loki didn't notice his father at first until Sigyn turned towards Odin. He soon caught up, however, and gave his father a firm nod of his head.

"We gather here today to witness the union between two souls, Loki Odinson and Lady Sigyn." Odin spoke loudly to the crowd of people. His gaze shifted back to the young couple,"I trust you both have come prepared." He gestured, reminding them of what was to happen next in the ceremony. Sigyn looked over at Loki,"I trust you didn't leave your sword with your brother." She joked, earning a look from Thor. "I'm standing right here." Thor reminded her. She chuckled at her friend and future brother. "Sorry. My apologies." Sigyn told him, managing to stay sincere despite her teasing. Thor matched her sincere look with a courteous nod of his head.

Loki chuckled lightly,"No worries, my love. I left it with someone I actually trust." He moved away from his bride and past his brother, approaching Frigga. "Mother." He met his mother's eyes with a playful look. She sighed at him and produced the sword from her side.

"You know, you are lucky that girl still wants to marry you after what you pulled." Frigga mentioned quietly to him, making sure she wasn't overheard by her husband or her other son. He gave her a look, knowing she was the only one who knew his secret on how he obtained Sigyn's ring for their wedding day. But that would be a story for another time.

"You seem to forget that she's been wanting to marry me for a very long time." He decided to retort than respond honestly to his mother before returning to his bride. "See? No problem at all." Loki assured Sigyn as he approached her. Though there was some unease in his voice. She gave him a vague look before deciding to find her father's eyes. Sigyn sent him a warm smile as he began to approach her.

Her father pulled his sword from its sheath, passing the weapon to his youngest daughter. "Thank you." She leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He tried to keep a straight face as his daughter took his sword from him but Sigyn saw the tears in his eyes.

"An exchange of swords from your ancestral lines. Loki, my son, this sword that will be given to you once belonged to Sigyn's father. He used this very sword to protect his daughter and now you will use it to protect your bride and the family you will one day have together. Lady Sigyn, this sword that will be given to you is a sword that will one day be passed on to the children you and my son will one day have together." The king spoke as Loki and Sigyn passed their swords to one another.

Odin looked over at his wife,"My love, I trust you have our son's ring." He said. Frigga nodded her head and moved forward to place the ring on the tip of Loki's new sword. Sigyn caught the sight of the beautiful golden ring,"Loki, it's beautiful." She remarked. Loki smiled as she admired the ring,"The Andvaranaut." He informed her.

She recognized the meaning of his words but raised both of her brows. "A gift? From who?" She inquired.

"Andvari. This is a magical ring, my love. It brought him great wealth and fortune." Loki explained. She chuckled a little in surprise,"And he just gave it to you?" Sigyn asked him. His eyes shifted to his mother before returning on his bride. "I talked him into it. An early wedding present." Loki was used to telling lies, even to her. She usually was able to see through them but she didn't see through this lie.

Sigyn laughed as her mother came to place the ring she had for him on the tip of her new sword. "Mine isn't as grand. This ring used to belong to my eldest brother before he fell in battle. His wife– his widow– my sister... she wanted me to have it for this day." She informed him. Loki admired the ring,"It's perfect." He told her. She gave him a look, knowing it was nothing compared to the ring he acquired for her.

"Loki– my son, do you swear before me, your king and father, that you want to marry this woman?" Odin asked, gaining Loki's attention. The young man turned to look at his father before looking back at Sigyn. "I swear." He spoke firmly. There was no doubt for the price that he wanted to marry the woman at his side. He loved Sigyn, more and more every day.

"And Sigyn, do you swear before me, your king, that you want to marry this man?" Odin turned to her, meeting her eyes. "I swear," Sigyn answered him. She looked back to Loki and the both of them crossed their swords, exchanging rings. Odin smiled at the sight before finishing the ceremony. "Then I pronounce you, before all of Asgard, husband and wife!" The king declared loudly for all to hear.

The crowd exploded into cheers and music began to play. Sigyn took off her engagement ring before placing on the Andvaranaut. She then placed her engagement ring back on, knowing she admired it far too much not to wear it with her wedding ring. Sigyn looked up, noticing her husband had placed his wedding ring on his finger as well. She grinned happily at him.

"Is it too late to change my mind?" Sigyn asked him playfully. Loki laughed,"I suppose I should kiss you now before you change your mind." He decided, taking a step closer to her. "Yes, please." She told him as he moved forward to kiss her. His lips crashed against hers. Loki kissed her fiercely, wrapping his arms around her waist. She cupped his face softly and deepened the kiss.

It had become deafening amongst the crowd and the music but she could swear she heard his heart skip a beat the moment she had to pull away.

"Is something wrong?" Loki was quick to ask. He was a little shocked but mainly terrified that something was wrong. Sigyn rarely pulled away from his kiss. She was surprised as well but she shook her head at him. "I... I don't know." Sigyn admitted. She had to admit, it was kind of a funny feeling. Yet it seemed fearful as well. "Something felt– I mean... it was odd, all of a sudden. It was odd because... it was wrong. Something was wrong." She confessed.

He tried to laugh it off,"It wasn't me, I hope." Loki was joking but he was trying to hide his concern. She didn't respond to him right away which only worried him more. "Sigyn?" He asked, waiting for her attention. Her eyes snapped back to him and she shook his head. "Nothing. It's... nothing." She said. "Do you promise?" He asked her. "You're making me worried." Loki admitted.

She nodded her head at him,"I promise." She assured.

"What the fuck?" Stephanie snapped awake, raising her head and looking around her apartment. She had passed out on her couch the night before and she could still hear her television running. She turned to her side, leaning over to grab the remote. She clicked off the screen and let out a groan, burying her face in a pillow. Stephanie had made a promise to herself that she would no longer sleep on her couch when she had a perfectly good bed waiting for her. She had grown used to coming home late at night, being too tired to make it to her bedroom. Now that she had a few days off from work, she found it hard to break that habit.

She scratched her head, trying to remember what she had dreamed about last night. She remembered it left her with an odd feeling because while the details of the dream were vague or completely out of her memory, she did recall that it had to do with a wedding. She almost laughed to herself, knowing that she never once had a serious relationship to date.

It wasn't long since she woke up until she heard the sound of barking. Stephanie smiled at the familiar sound, soon being joined by her long-time friend and companion. An aging German Sheperd entered the living room, leaving the bedroom. The dog barked before joining Stephanie on the couch. The woman narrowed her eyes for a moment, looking to her bedroom, and then finally back at her dog. "At least someone's making good use of that bed." Stephanie commented before getting off the couch.

The woman collected her phone before petting her dog's head. "Let's see if I remembered to charge this last night, Astrid." She said, looking at the dog. Astrid barked in response. Stephanie gave her dog a look,"I could've remembered." She argued before trying to turn her phone on. When she realized the phone was dead, she frowned. Astrid barked once again much to Stephanie's displeasure. "Shut up." She sighed before chuckling a little. She moved over to scratch the dog's head. "You're right, Astrid. I'm a mess." She shook her head.

Stephanie moved past the couch, heading towards her bedroom. She went over to her desk, looking for her phone charger before plugging it in. As soon as she plugged her phone in, the woman waited a few seconds before trying to turn it on. "Come on... come on... come on..." She whispered to herself. She sighed, deciding to wait for it to charge a little before she tried to use it again.

She exited her room and headed toward the kitchen. "Astrid, koma!" She called and her dog was quick to join her. Stephanie grabbed the dog's bowl before filling it with dog food. She grabbed a bowl from her cupboard before opening her fridge. She grabbed a carton of milk before looking at the counter. "What do you think, Astrid? Fruit loops?" She asked, turning her head to see that her dog was more focused on food than her. "Typical." She sighed before pouring the fruit loops into her bowl. She poured in the milk, about to grab a spoon from a drawer, but she stopped suddenly when she heard it.

Her ringtone.

Astrid looked up from her meal and barked. "Shh." Stephanie told her dog before setting down her bowl of cereal. She went back inside her room, noticing that her phone was ringing. She looked on the screen, reading the contact as 'unknown number'. Despite her phone not recognizing the caller, Stephanie had an idea as to who it was. She picked up the phone, letting out a breath. Finally, she answered the call and held her phone up to her ear.

"Hill?" She asked.

"Triggs." Maria responded from the other end of the line.

Stephanie frowned,"We agreed to a few days. A few days so I can figure out if this is really what I want to do with my life–" She began. "Stephanie, just hear me out–" Maria tried to stop her from continuing. "Hear you out? My father raised me to be a cop, not a spy. When he and my mom took me in they made it clear to me that I wasn't just some charity case, I was their daughter and that they would raise me like I was their own. And when they died I promised myself that I would be the person they raised me to be–" "Stephanie, I'm familiar with the story but can you please just let me–" "No! No... I'm not doing this again. Just because you are my boss that does not mean I will not hang up on you right now." She stated.

"Stephanie–"

Before she could stop herself, she hung up the phone. Stephanie let out a squeak, realizing what she had done. She waited for a second or two to breath before the phone rang again. She picked it up once again, answering the call.

"Are you done? Did you get it out of your system?" Maria asked her. "Yes. I did. Please don't fire me." Stephanie begged, biting her lip. Maria sighed into the phone,"Unfortunately, that's not my call to make. Especially not after what's happened." Maria admitted. "What happened?" Stephanie asked her. "We've suffered a severe security breach. We need you to come in." She explained.

"Maria, I can't–" "Please, Stephanie. Fury gave out orders for a general call. That's everyone not on rescue."

She paused, repeating Maria's words over in her head. She could tell by the woman's voice that it wasn't just Fury who needed her. Stephanie might have been recruited by the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. but he wasn't her superior officer. Maria was. She was the one who always looked out for Stephanie.

"If I come back, then I'm saying yes to the job I'm still not sure about–" "How long have you been working at S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Maria stopped her before she could finish. Stephanie furrowed her brows, confused by the shift in conversation. "Seven months." She answered. "And in those months you have broken the record for the highest clearance of a junior agent. If you come back in today– I'll raise your clearance." Maria tempted.

Stephanie pursed her lips together before coming to a decision. "I want Barton's level." She negotiated. "No way am I giving you as much clearance as Barton–" "Barton's level... or yours." "I have a level nine." Maria reminded her. Stephanie smirked,"I'm aware of what level you have, Maria. It's either the same as Barton's or the same as yours." She played her cards and waited for the woman's response. "There's no way in hell I'm going you anything above a five." Maria told her.

"Then I'll take a five."

Maria chuckled a little,"Let me guess. That was your plan all along." She mused. Stephanie raised her brow,"How'd you guess?" She asked innocently. "I hope your parents didn't raise you to be manipulative." Maria said. "Manipulative? No. That's just something I was born with." She responded with a sly smile. "I'll be there as soon as I can." Stephanie added. "I'll send a car for you that will be there in twenty minutes." Maria told her before hanging up.

Her dog barked, marching into her room. "Looks like I'm going back a couple of days early, Astrid." She informed the canine. Stephanie blinked before looking down at the dog. "You don't think I'm weird for talking to you like a person, am I?" She asked. Astrid barked back. Stephanie smiled,"That's what I thought too." She replied.

"You're not in uniform." Maria remarked as Stephanie entered the bridge of the helicarrier. Stephanie looked around the bridge at all of the other agents that were in uniform. She frowned,"I didn't realize it was this serious." She admitted as she looked back at Maria. Her superior officer approached her, producing a new clearance badge for her. "Level five, as promised. Be careful, it's still hot." She deadpanned before marching back over to her station.

Stephanie clipped her new badge to the hem of her leather jacket. "Do you mind debriefing me?" She asked as she caught up with Maria. "You shouldn't have taken a few days off." Maria commented. Stephanie narrowed her eyes at her superior officer,"I'm here now, aren't I?" She pointed out. "Only after I bribed you." Maria retorted, turning around to raise a brow at the junior agent.

"It's nice to see, Agent Hill, that you are handling your agent with flying colors." Fury turned around to look at the two women. Stephanie smiled at the man,"Director Fury, would you do the honors of debriefing me?" She asked him. Fury chuckled, looking at Maria. "Sorry to break it you, Agent Triggs, but I'm with Agent Hill on this one." Fury confessed which earned a smirk from Maria.

She looked at the two agents,"Seriously? Is no one going to tell me what's going on?" Stephanie questioned. Fury laughed a little, crossing his arms over his chest,"I don't know. I kind of want to see your reaction when Captain America, Romanoff, and Bruce Banner walk into the room and you don't know what the hell is going on." He shrugged his shoulders. Stephanie narrowed her eyes at him,"Captain America?" She asked. Her eyes shifted to Maria,"Romanoff?" She asked with no response. "And Banner?"

Fury chuckled at the young agent,"I'm kind of liking her reaction, what about you?" He asked, looking at Maria. She studied Stephanie for a moment,"I think we should make her squirm a little more." Maria told him. Stephanie scoffed at them,"I can go straight back home if that's what you want me to–" "Don't be silly, Agent Triggs. Hill and I were just having some fun. Besides, soon that won't be possible. We're going to be taking off soon." Fury informed her.

"Now, can you tell me what's going on?" Stephanie asked, looking at Maria.

Maria leaned over, patting the girl's back. "Sure thing, junior. Follow me." She said, leading Stephanie out.

"The tesseract was stolen recently by the Norse god, Loki, brother of Thor. He was able to accomplish this with help from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s consultant, Dr. Erik Selvig, who was undergoing research on the tesseract and Agent Clint Barton, who's now been compromised by the enemy." Maria started her debriefing, frowning when she mentioned Barton. Stephanie blinked in shock which didn't surprise her superior officer. She knew that the girl admired Barton. Maria pursed her lips together,"Compromised doesn't necessarily mean turned… Stephanie. Fury believes that Loki brainwashed Barton and the scientist." She told her.

Stephanie looked at the screen, seeing Barton's face on the screen. "Was he there?" She asked. Maria nodded her head,"He was." She confirmed. Stephanie nodded her head slowly,"Proceed." She said firmly, which assured Maria enough to continue the debriefing.

Footage of Loki's escape came onto the screen. Maria frowned, seeing herself on camera not noticing anything was wrong at first, because it was Barton. It was an agent she trusted. Stephanie narrowed her eyes at the screen,"Pause it." She instructed. Maria was quick to freeze the image. Stephanie stood up from her chair, walking towards the screen.

Her eyes scanned the frozen image of Loki. "Is this him? The Norse god?" She asked. Maria nodded her head in confirmation,"It is." Maria told her. Stephanie studied the frozen image, blinking a few times. She didn't know what she should've expected. If she hadn't known that this man, this god, had somehow brainwashed Barton, maybe she would've felt differently. But looking at him, felt like looking at a disaster. Stephanie couldn't look away. "He looks like a crazy person." She whispered to herself. Maria furrowed her brows at the junior agent,"Shall I proceed?" She asked her.

"Proceed." Stephanie nodded her head.

There was once a time where the man remembered he could sit patiently. If he remembered correctly, it was something that Loki had learned to do when growing up. He learned that too much of oneself was given away when sitting impatiently. Too many emotions were shown. After he realized that, Loki could keep still for the longest time.

But there was always something about her that broke his patience. Because as patient as he tried to be with her, he knew there were times when he couldn't sit patiently. He couldn't wait around for what he knew was going to happen to... happen.

For him, waiting had become the worst thing in the world.

He lowed his gaze to his hands and he bit his lower lip, trying to hold back fear. But it was no use. He couldn't do this for her. He just wasn't strong enough. Tears came to his eyes before he had realized they had even arrived. His breathing became labored and shaky, indicating his unstable state.

Loki didn't want to break down. He didn't want her to see he wasn't able to handle this. He never wanted to wake her but he had started crying. It was his soft cries that woke her. She studied him and knew in her heart that this whole thing was hurting him more than it hurt her. She pursed her lips together, swallowing a lump in her throat before giving herself the chance to speak.

"Why are you crying, my love?" Sigyn reached out her hand, gently grazing the back of her husband's knuckles with her own. Loki looked up from his hands to meet her weak eyes. If there was anyone in the entire universe that could always manage to make him smile, it was Sigyn. But smiling became hard when he knew what fate had in store for his precious wife.

"Because it's the end, isn't it?" Loki asked gently, taking her hand in his. He met her soft brown eyes and pursed his lips together. He leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to the back of her hand. Sigyn smiled at him, meeting his eyes. "This isn't the end." She whispered. "I promise you." Sigyn told him, squeezing his hand with what strength she had left. His eyes softened as he got up from his chair. Loki leaned down and pressed another soft kiss to her forehead. "You better not break that promise, Sigyn."

The man decided to let go of his wife's hand,"I have to excuse myself." He apologized. Loki could only sit there for so long before he drove himself crazy. "Will you excuse me?" He asked before standing up. Sigyn could see the desperation in his eyes. She could also see the guilt. He loved her so much but he couldn't hide from his guilt. He felt like a coward for waiting one minute to himself.

Even if it was only one minute.

"Go." She said weakly, knowing she couldn't keep him trapped in that room with her any longer. Loki examined her expression, checking to see if she was sincere. He knew she was sincere but he still was wracked with guilt. He gave his wife a soft smile before standing up and excusing himself from the room.

It hurt seeing her like that. She was once a woman that was full of life but now she was a ghost of her former self. He felt entirely responsible for putting her there, transforming her from a blushing bride into a corpse that was waiting to die. She had, in fact, grown so pale that she was starting to resemble a ghost. Loki feared that any moment soon she would become a ghost.

His eyes shifted as soon as he sensed another presence, an unwanted guest that awaited outside of the chambers.

Loki wasn't expected to see his brother, especially after the way he treated him in their last conversation. Thor shifted his eyes from the ground and looked at Loki. He cleared his throat, a little ashamed to be seen back at the doors of the chambers. He knew he wasn't welcome during this time.

"I can leave if you want me to." His voice was soft which surprised Loki but Thor knew how badly his brother was hurting. Loki noticed that Thor sounded as guilty as he felt and decided to take pity on his brother. He knew Thor had made a mistake the last time he was there despite the fact Sigyn refused to tell him what her conversation with his brother had been about. Loki only knew that Thor had offended her greatly.

He sighed,"You can stay out here as long as you want. Just as long as you don't disturb her." Loki spoke firmly, knowing better than to let him in right away. Thor looked at the doors before nodding his head. It was more than enough for him. "Of course. Anything you say. I wouldn't dream of disturbing her... especially after last time." Thor still sounded guilty which only made his brother curious. Loki decided to leave it, however, at least for now.

"You know... I– I think I'm tricking myself into thinking she looks better. But she's– the same. Perhaps, she's worse. I think I'm too close to tell. I can't even look her in the eyes these days." Loki didn't know why he was telling his brother the truth.

Maybe it was because, no matter how much they fought, they always had forgiven each other.

Thor frowned, feeling sympathy for his brother. "I'm sorry, brother." He told Loki, "Truly I am." Thor added, trying to catch his brother's gaze but Loki would not look at him. The young man shook his head a little,"Oh, for what? It wasn't you who did this to her." Loki reminded.

"It wasn't you who did this either–"

"It was." Loki cut his brother off before he had the chance to defend him. He didn't deserve it. Loki couldn't sit and let another person he cared about tell him that it wasn't his fault.

It was.

"This was my doing and now she is the one who is paying for it." Loki said, his voice full of regret. He shook his head again as his guilt consumed him. "You know... out of every punishment I've ever received– I could withstand all of them at once if it meant that I didn't have to sit there and watch her die." He confessed, tears coming to his eyes once again.

His brother looked at him with soft eyes,"She is going to forgive you for this." Thor assured him, believing that would change his mind or at least make him feel better. But it only made Loki feel worse. "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. For once in your goddamn life, please shut up." Loki demanded. Thor furrowed his brows, upset that Loki was refusing his help.

"She will. You know that she will." Thor insisted.

"She already has!" Loki shouted, cutting him off before he could say anything else of the same nature. He pursed his lips together before a tear slipped down his cheek. "Her and her bleeding heart– she already has..." Loki trailed off as his eyes fell to the ground.

Loki almost sounded resentful. Sigyn was the noblest person he had ever met and he could never compare to her and her kindness. She has always forgiven him. No matter what he did, she has always forgiven him. Thor looked at him brother and realized something. "She forgave you for everything the day she married you... didn't she?"

He wanted to laugh at his brother words. But his pain stopped him. "She's my wife." Loki said simply. There was no other way for him to put it. Thor smiled a little at the thought,"I guess that's why Father gave her such a fitting title." He chuckled. Loki managed to laugh a little this time.

"The Goddess of Fidelity." Loki nodded his head.

However, his smile left as soon as it came. "She told me this isn't the end." Loki admitted, looking over at his brother. "But I don't know if I believe her. She promised me... but it just seems... too far-fetched." He sighed.

Thor looked over at the closed doors and he smiled to himself. "I don't think I've ever known Sigyn to break a promise." He was suddenly reminded of her good nature. Loki smiled a little himself,"She hasn't. Not in the time we've known her." He agreed. Thor paused for a moment before he looked at his brother.

Thor didn't have to ask for Loki to know what he wanted.

"If she's fallen asleep, I forbid you from waking her–"

"Thank you, brother." Thor was quick to embrace Loki, much to the man's surprise.

He moved in such a hurry to throw open the doors of the chamber. Thor rushed in with no hesitation, excitement on his face. He had always been close to Sigyn. She was always his dearest friend and closest companion. But his excitement soon faltered at the sight of the woman. She had grown much worse since the last time he saw her.

But it didn't take long for him to realize what had happened.

She was gone.

"LOKI!" He shouted, his voice echoing in the chambers.

Outside, a storm had brewed in Asgard. The skies cried thunderously as lightning clashed. Thor rushed to Sigyn's side and he took a hold of her hand. But he knew in his heart that the woman was no longer with them. He couldn't believe it. The last time he saw Sigyn, she was alive.

Loki had fallen painfully still by the doors. He watched as his brother clung to his wife's hand in horror. His worst fear had finally come true. He was now in a world without Sigyn. Loki couldn't believe it. It almost seemed like a nightmare he was bound to wake up from eventually.

Despite his pain, he was able to realize something. It was something that only made it worse. He had spent the last few moments of her life with his brother. Loki realized he should've been by her side, not catching up with Thor. He should've never asked her for a few minutes. Especially if he had known they would be her last.

"What do we do? There much be something we can do." Thor pleaded, turning to look at his brother. But Loki shook his head as he took a few steps inside the chambers. "I wish there was, brother. More than anything." Loki said quietly as he stared at the ground.

His eyes finally found their way back to his wife. His dead wife. Loki stared at her,"You better keep that promise, Sigyn."