A/N: This is an idea that popped up in my head. I just wanted to get it out. Hope you like it. R&R please.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Mirabelle who is my OC.

Loki prepared himself for another journey on the hidden passages between the realms. He wanted to travel to Midgard. As he looked for a place to land his gaze found a little girl who was around ten years old. She wore a deep blue dress and sat on a swing. Her long blond hair flew after her and she laughed in delight as she swung higher and higher. There was something about the child that peeked Loki's interest. So he appeared near the tree the swing was hanging from. Immediately the girl stopped swinging and turned her head to look at him. But she didn't really look at him. Her dark brown, almost black eyes seemed unfocused and the Trickster God realised the girl was blind. She tilted her head.

"Who are you?" She asked. "You look special."

"You are blind. How can I look special if you can't see me?" Loki asked instead of an answer.

The girl smiled. It was like sunrise.

"I can see you." She giggled. "Just not like other people. I don't know what your face looks like but I know how you look inside. I can see magic swirling around you in beautiful waves and I can see light, such potential to do good inside you."

"You're a Soul Seer." Loki realised. "Though blind you see more than anyone could ever hope to see."

The girl jumped from the swing.

"My name is Mirabelle Roberts." She introduced herself. "What's yours?"

Loki was still baffled to have found one of the oldest folk, a little midgardian girl with the oldest of magic inside her. Finally he smiled.

"I'm Prince Loki Odinson of Asgard, Lady Mirabelle." He answered for it was the proper way to talk to a Soul Seer.

"Do you want to play, Prince Loki?" Mirabelle asked. "You can call me simply Mira by the way."

With that she took of, running through the field of flowers and grass they were in. Loki couldn't help the smile that fixed itself on his face for the time he stayed with Mirabelle playing Hide-and-Seek and Catch in the field and in the end just laying in the grass, eyes closed, listening to his own heartbeat. Mirabelle took his hand.

"Listen, Loki." Sometimes during their second game of Catch she had taken on calling him simply Loki. "Listen to the earth singing, the sky swirling with life. Can you hear it?"

And Loki listened. At first he heard nothing but then there was something. Quiet at first but becoming stronger with every heartbeat. It was a melody, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Yes… yes, I hear it. I hear the earth singing." He whispered. "But only if I concentrate. You?"

"All the time."

They fell silent. At sunset Mirabelle stood up and took Loki's hand.

"It was a great day, Loki." She said with a smile. "I'm here every weekend at the same time. I hope we see each other again soon."

With that she turned and walked away, waving at him a last time. Loki smiled softly and disappeared, back to his chambers in the palace of Asgard.

Over the following years Loki met Mirabelle every weekend. Running around turned into telling stories as Mirabelle slowly turned from a little girl to a young woman. And Loki felt their friendship turning into something deeper. Finally he had to admit he loved Mirabelle. She was twenty now and truly beautiful. Her blond hair looked like gold glinting in the sun and her smile seemed even more gorgeous to the Asgardian. He didn't know if Mirabelle felt the same way but she must have felt his feelings for her. The next time they sat next to each other in the shadow of the oak the swing had been attached to when they had first met Mirabelle took his hand into hers and smiled.

"I love you too, Loki." She said softly.

Once again Loki was amazed how in tune her voice was with the nature surrounding them. Everything she said sounded like the most wonderful music to him. He reached out and cupped her cheek.

"You are beautiful, Mirabelle." He whispered, resting his forehead against hers. "You are breathtaking and I want to spend the rest of eternity with you."

Mirabelle smiled. She copied his gesture, cupping his cheek.

"I want to be with you for the rest of my life, Loki." She replied.

She reached into the pocket of her midnight blue dress. It was sleeveless and reached down to her ankles allowing Loki to see her bare feet. Mirabelle pulled a silver locket out of the pocket and held it out to him.

"Remember that time you took me to Paris two years ago? When we were photographed under the Eiffel Tower?" She asked.

"Of course."

"Open the locket."

Loki did so and revealed the picture of him and Mirabelle holding onto each other, laughing at the camera. He smiled.

"Keep it with you. That way I will be able to sense where you are and you will be able to do the same with me." Mirabelle explained.

Loki pulled the necklace over his hand and slipped the locket under his shirt so it came to rest just above his heart. The locket felt warm against his skin. He pulled Mirabelle close.

"You will be a Lady of Asgard, Mirabelle. You will be my Lady." He whispered, kissing her hair.

She just snuggled closer into him. That evening they stayed longer in the field, sharing their first night, only watched by the stars and the moon. Oh, how he wished that moment would never end.

But their happiness wasn't to last. A month after they admitted their feelings for each other Odin told Loki of his true parentage. Loki thought of how tainted and dark he must have felt to Mirabelle. Nobody on Asgard knew about her. Then he fell off the Rainbow Bridge and thought that he would never see his beautiful Mirabelle ever again.

That weekend, Mirabelle waited for Loki who she wouldn't see for a long time. As the sun set a single tear rolled down her cheek and she walked away, stroking the little bulge her stomach had turned to. The place where hers and Loki's child was growing.

As the months went by Mirabelle returned to the field every weekend to wait for Loki until sunset. But he never came until eleven months had passed.

Sorry if this seems rushed but I wanted to get it out of my head and on to domestic fluff between Loki and Mirabelle. See ya next chapter!