"So how far did she make it this time?" Kit lays her head against his chest as they settle down for the night.
"She was only a few steps away. Two or three," Loki said, holding his love close. "She'll have it tomorrow, I'm sure."
"She's a fast learner like her father." Kit pecks his lips lightly.
"And her mother," he returned with a light smile. "Don't I get more than that?"
Kit smiles kissing him again as his hands wrap around her waist. The two lose themselves in one another.
Six years have passed since the Asgards moved to the DC Universe. They're starting to get used to this world.
Loki is an archeologist and researcher for Wayne Enterprise. Meanwhile Kit is a nurse at Gotham General. Both also help the Justice League when they hit magic snares. Though that hardly ever happens.
On occasion, Loki's new endeavor would give him the opportunistic obligation to travel. While he loved the chance to explore and learn more about this world, one so similar and drastically different from his own, it made him terribly homesick. What he used to avoid, he would now actively seek out.
Rain poured down in sheets, thunder booming and echoing every few minutes. Loki twirled the umbrella above him absently as he walked the desolate streets of the city. His favorite scarf was wrapped loosely around his neck, though he didn't need any protection from the cold. There was solace in the rain and cracks that fell from the sky, even if he knew they weren't from Asgard. He had looked their first year for any sign of Yggdrasil, but there were none. It was a hard truth to accept.
Since the streets were cleared by the storm, Loki didn't expect to feel any auras around him. He stopped in front of a narrow alley, looking through the rain and into the darkness. The aura from the end of the alley pulsed with unsteady, powerful energy, and something in it that he recognized: fear.
"But what if I can't? What if I lose control? I don't want to hurt you! I don't want to hurt anybody!"
"You will learn control. Mother will help teach you."
"Mother can't do that, Thor!"
"She doesn't need to. She is Mother, and she will know what to do. And you will have Father and I as well."
"Promise me. Promise you'll never be afraid of me."
"I will never, ever be afraid of you, little brother."
He walked slowly into the alley, listening closely as the pulses of energy increased in frequency and decreased in stability. Then a flash of blonde hair tried to dart past him, and he caught hold of the small girl's shoulders, kneeling down in front of her.
"I will not harm you, child," he assured in the same soft voice he used when Lynn was afraid. Wide blue eyes held back tears as she tried to decide if she could believe him. Loki kept his hold gentle as he in turn looked her over.
A sweater far too large for her, jeans, and sneakers; all of them were torn and covered in holes, with dirt and grime more prominent than any color her clothes once had. She was shaking, breathing hard and fidgeting with near tangible anxiety. He moved the collar of her sweater just slightly and saw a dark purple splotch, eyes honing in on the bruise.
"You need a safe place to go," Loki said quietly, taking the scarf from around his neck and wrapping it around the fragile girl. "Do you have a name, my dear?" She didn't answer, and as he picked up the fallen umbrella, he continued. "My name is Loki. I've a daughter about your age, and a very kind woman for a wife. You can meet them if you'd like. Either way, I'll make sure you get somewhere warm."
"T-Terra."
Giving the girl a soft smile, Loki took her hand. "You're familiar with magic, Terra?" Her reaction, mixed relief and alarm, was his answer. "I grew up learning how to use my own magic. I'll use it to take us somewhere safe."
On a clear summer night, Kit is decorating soft sugar cookies with Lynn. The pup's charm bracelet chimes as she dumps sprinkles and frosting all over her batch.
The child stops smelling her father and races for the door, though the sweet scent of cookies filled the room so much that she couldn't smell someone was with him.
"DADDY You're-" Lynn swings the door open smiling, though it fades seeing a girl about her age hiding behind him.
The raggedy thing had messy blond hair hidden under a hood from a sweater that was clearly a man's. Ripped jeans clung to her scrawny legs and her muddy shoes barely held together wrapped with duct tape.
Lynn stared at the unfamiliar girl. She didn't understand what was going on. Who was this blue eyed mess? And why was she with her father?
"Who's this?" Kit speaks gently as she cleans her flowered hands with a wrapped around apron.
"This is Terra. She'll be staying with us from now on." Loki gently places his hand on the squirming child's back.
"Hello Terra. I'm Kit and this is Lynn." Kit bends down to her level. The sheepish girl clung to her savior's leg for support showing a large bruise on her neck, giving Kit a hint to what happened.
"It's alright." Loki again gently nudges her, never forcing her away or to let go. He talks softly with warm eyes and a cool hand gently rubbing her back.
"H-hi." Terra shyly whispers to the point the two vixens almost couldn't hear it.
"We were decorating cookies. Would you like to help?" Kit looks at her with a kindness, clearly only seen with Loki before, as she points to the kitchen.
The quiet girl simply nods as she follows them to the kitchen, never letting the Asgardian go. Lynn showed her the ones she had done herself- they were drowned in frosting and sprinkles.
Lynn then pulls her off to watch a movie on the couch. The two snuggled up with a planet around them eating the over accented cookies with some warm milk. Soon, they fall asleep with their heads against one another.
Kit places a blanket on them, then ports to her room. Loki is sitting on the bed waiting for her.
Loki was leaning forward, forearms resting against his knees as he traced over the scarf he had leant the girl. Sensing Kit's arrival, he looked up and straightened before motioning for her to sit with him.
"Do you know who?" Kit looks over him her glamour fading showing her ears pinned down, knowing he'll understand what she's talking about.
"No," he conceded. "If I did, they wouldn't still-" Loki stopped himself, not daring to even suggest the words with the girls nearby. "I found her in the rain, hiding."
"You really do have a big heart. You know that?" Kit kisses his cheek.
"Do I, now?" Loki rested his head against her, letting out a quiet sigh. "They'll have to share rooms for some time."
"Well… we were going to need a new room anyway. What's one more?" Kit gives a small smile waiting for his reaction.
"We…?" Loki pulled back to look at her, a smile gradually taking form. "How long have you known?"
"About a month." Kit smiles touching her stomach. "I wanted to surprise you when you got back." She hands him the little photo.
"A modern Eliza?" Loki teased, taking the sonogram picture and examining it. "Humans have such a strange way of seeing these things."
"A bit yes." Kit laughs. "But it's a sweet way of seeing their growth." She snuggles against him.
Loki kisses her lightly. The two holding each other close taking in their growing family.