Three Months After Age of Disaster

I was sitting in conference room B, dad had brought in some guy to talk to all of us today. My mind was drifting: I was actually not even in this world anymore. I dreamt of Asgard, the way Loki had described it to me. I wanted to see if for real: the golden towers and reflecting waters. I missed him. He and Thor had been gone for a few months, and I haven't heard from him. I tried to distract myself, I even went on a few dates with an intern here, but Loki never went away.

The man droned on with his speech, then suddenly my fuzzy daydream became crystal clear. Loki appeared, his green eyes bright.

"Abigail." His voice was clear in my ears as if he was next to me.

"Loki?" I gasped.

He grins at me. "Hello my dear."

"What... what are you doing here?"

A laugh spills from his lips. "I'm not there darling. I'm in Asgard."

"But how are you..."

"I've missed you." He says blatantly. Then he grows serious. "I need you."

"What?" I gasp again.

"Odin has passed, and I must take the throne. I need you to rule by my side."

"What?" Once again, I cannot contain a gasp.

And again he laughs. "Abigail, my dear, has your vocabulary been lost?"

I can't help but smile. "I'm sorry, it's not everyday I'm asked to be a queen."

"Will you darling? I can't lead the right way without you." My heart flutters as he looked at me. I hadn't realized just how much I missed him, the pain was tremendous.

"Loki," I speak softly. "I told you before, I can't just leave."

His face changes. "But why not?"

I can feel his pain. "My dad. I'm taking over the company soon."

He looks down and my heart breaks. "Abigail. Please?" He says in soft tone and when he lifts his eyes to mind, I can tell they are brimming with tears. "Without you..." He shakes his head, his dark hair wavy around him. "I've been miserable."

I swallow and reach out as though to touch him. "I know. I've missed you more than I can explain."

He reaches out his hand and wraps it around mine. A gasp escapes my lips as I feel his skin on mine. I look at him, bewildered. A sneaky smile plays on his lips. "I can give you everything." He steps back and motions for me to look down. I study the beautiful green and gold dress I am adorned in. This dress would be hard for me to explain to dad.

I move towards Loki. "I don't need anything." The dress forms back into my red skirt, black and white jacket with black heels. "I just need you."

His face forms a soft smile. "That I can definitely do." He caresses my face. Then he takes my left hand in both of his, and onto my ring finger, he slips a beautiful ring. I can't contain another gasp. I flick my eyes up to him and he is still smiling. "Will you join me?"

I grin slightly before looking down at our hands—the ring was blinding. "I would have to tell my father first."

"Of course." Loki takes a step back and my vision begins to go fuzzy. "I'll come back for you." His voice drifts as I enter conference room B again.

From down the table, my dad is studying me. I glance down at my left hand and gasp, rather loudly—the ring was still there. The boring speaker stops and the rest of the room turns to me. I can feel my face go red.

Dad coughs. "Will you excuse Abigail and I? You can continue." He stands and curtly motions for me to follow him. Quickly I pushed away from the table and hustled out of the room, all of them staring after us.

In the empty hallway, dad waits for me. He is eying me suspiciously. "What was that about Abby? You seemed to be totally gone for ten minutes. You have to at least look like you're paying attention if you're ever going to take my job." He grins that Tony Stark smile.

I look down and carefully turn my ring over. "Maybe I shouldn't take over your job."

"What?" I can hear the surprise in his voice. "Abby? Look at me. What's going on?" I glance up at him and can see he doesn't understand why I'm saying this. "You've been excited for this for months, what changed your mind?"

"Loki..."I starts, but he quickly cuts me off.

"Abby," He shakes his head. "He's been gone for months and I know that's hard for you, but you can't use him as an excuse. He's not coming back."

"No dad." I say with a smile. "He's not. But he asked me to come to Asgard."

"What? When..." He stops suddenly. "He asked you just now didn't you? that's where you were." He looks down at my hand and holds it up. The ring, he makes visible. He doesn't even change his expression. "He asked you to marry him?" Dad asks monotonically.

I shake my head. "Not directly, but he did ask me to Asgard to be the queen. His queen."

Dad looks down. "And you're going to go aren't you?" There is pain in his words.

"I love him dad." I say simply, but I can't help but get choked up. Dad looks at me, so

vulnerable. Known to the world as a millionare and genius, however, to me he's a father who was robbed sixteen-years with his daughter. The idea of losing me so quickly kills him, and I would be lying if it didn't do the same to me. I can't hold back the tears.

As I cry, dad wraps his arms around me. "I'm sorry Abs, I never meant to hurt you. This is just all so sudden."

"No, I know dad." I wipe my eyes and we look at each other. "I want to be here with you,

but I want to be with him too."

His lips form a sad smile. "It's selfish of me to ask you to stay. If Pepper had to move, I would go anywhere. I can't ask you to not do the same. But," Out comes the dad voice. "If he hurts you, I will rip him apart—or let Banner do it."

I can't suppress a laugh. dad still doesn't fully trust Loki, and I guess I can't blame him. "I

would expect nothing less."

With a chuckle, he kisses my forehead and he throws an arm over my shoulder. He leads us in the opposite direction of conference room B. "Dad?" I question out of confusion.

"Did you really want to go back in there? That guy was duller than Cap." I smirk. "I thought

custard was a better idea. What do you think?" He flashes his million dollar smile at me.

"Sounds great dad." I say happily and allow myself to enjoy his warmth.