A/N: Sigyn's thoughts and experiences throughout the events of Thor, and what she might have done when Loki "died". As a quick aside, my headcanon is that since Loki fell into the unknown realm of Thanos and the Chitauri, any magic he may have been using at the time would have ended like it would if he had actually died.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or events from Thor, nor do I own Sigyn.

The wind blew against Sigyn's back, whipping her hair around her face and nearly throwing her off the edge of the shattered bridge. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine what it was like when he fell. Thor had told her everything that had happened that day…Sigyn couldn't imagine making the decision to let go over a span of a few seconds, as he must have done.

Then again, she couldn't imagine the kind of pain that would cause someone to become so delusional that he didn't believe she – his beloved wife, his Sigyn, - didn't love him anymore.

During the years leading up to Thor's coronation, Sigyn could practically see Loki fading away. He was less and less himself every day, no matter how much Sigyn tried to bring him back to her. As his previously harmless acts of mischief became more and more malevolent, he seemed to become surer and surer that not only was his family's love for him falsified, but that she no longer loved him either. Anything Sigyn did to convince him otherwise only seemed to ostracize him from her further.

It didn't take Sigyn long to realize that Loki was the one who let the Jotuns into Asgard on the day of Thor's coronation. When she confronted him about it, he took it as proof that she despised him and refused to speak to her or see her until after his trip to Jotunheim and Thor's banishment. She found him sitting against the wall in their chambers in the middle of the night, staring at his hand. Sigyn sat with him and held him as he told her everything that had happened on Jotunheim. She told him over and over again that she would always love him, no matter what he was or what he did. They fell asleep that way, curled against the wall in each other's arms, but when Sigyn awoke she was alone on the floor.

It wasn't long after that that Loki informed her that he was king until Odin woke from the Odinsleep. When she pressed him for details, and he told her in a choked voice that everything he had feared was true, that he was a monster, Sigyn tried to remind him that she still loved him and that he wasn't alone. Despite everything she said, though, he had convinced himself that she was lying. She threw herself into his arms, crying and begging him to believe her. He hurled her across the room and locked her inside it, raising wards with magic so strong even she couldn't undo them.

Sigyn was trapped in the room for two days – a timespan that should have been a blink of an eye compared to her hundreds-of-years-long lifetime. Those days felt like a thousand eternities to her. When the door of the room finally opened and Thor walked in, for a foolish moment Sigyn thought that Loki had come to his senses and would follow behind his brother. All it took, though, was one look at Thor's face for the crushing reality to hit her.

The wards around the room were gone.

Loki was gone.

Tears cascaded down Sigyn's cheeks, dripping off of her chin and plunging into the abyss that spanned beneath her. She could hear footsteps on the bridge behind her and knew that Heimdall must have informed someone of what she was doing. Before whoever it was could reach her, she threw her arms out wide and allowed herself to fall from the shards of the bridge.
It felt like flying.

I'm coming, Loki.