"Loki!" Sigyn screamed as the Bifrost exploded around him. The shock wave threw her backwards, sending her tumbling head over heels. She struggled to regain her footing as the realm quaked around her.

"Loki!" she cried out again, running as quickly as her trembling legs would carry her towards the shattered end of the bridge. She gasped in surprise as a strong arm caught her around the waist and lifted her into the air. Her feet kept trying to run almost as if by instinct.

"Heimdall, let go of me! I have to make sure he's alright," she yelled, struggling in vain against his grasp.

"I can not, Lady Sigyn. It is unsafe," answered stoically, "Not only for yourself, but also for the child."

"What?" she yelped indignantly, still fighting to free herself from him.

"I see all who reside in the nine realms," he replied, "Even those so newly conceived."

Sidyn was still reeling from Heimdalls' revelation, when to figures began to emerge from the aftermath of the Bifrost's destruction. As the figures came into view, she could easily make out Thor and Odin approaching them, but there was no sign that Loki was with them. She looked pleadingly at Heimdall, who finally released her.

"Where is he? Where is Loki?" she called, rushing towards them. The look on their faces stopped her dead in her tracks. Her heart plummeted and her head spun.

"Where is he!?" she demanded once more, knowing full well what the answer would be, but daring to hope that she was wrong.

Odin said nothing and refused to meet her gaze. He walked past her shaking his head and mumbling forlornly to himself. She looked to Thor for her answer, still refusing to believe what her very soul was telling her.

"I am so sorry, Sigga," he said defeatedly, "He...he let go."

"No," she whispered in disbelief, "No!"

Anger, sorrow, and resentment welled within her simultaneously, all fighting for her attention. She felt as though she were outside of her own body watching as she gave in to her conflicting emotions and charged at Thor. She beat her fists into his breast plate as she sobbed. She knew she could not hurt him, yet she wanted nothing more than to do so.

"No!" she screamed at him, desperately trying to get a rise out of him, so that she would not be the only one is such great pain," You did this! You let him fall! He wouldn't leave me. Not like this!"

Thor stood still as he let her pummel him until she had exhausted herself. Finally she slumped against him weeping. Without a word, he carefully lifted her into his arms and carried her back into the safety of Asgard.