Your son came to see you today. At first I was concerned. I thought perhaps he had changed his mind and wished to take the throne after all. But no, Thor is too moral for that.

He came to deliver a letter to you. It was addressed to me, but since I'm dead he came to give it to you. And just like Thor, he came all this way and almost didn't deliver it. I practically had to order him.

It is a personal letter, you see. Written by Captain Steve Rogers. Did Thor tell you about him? An extraordinary man. Midgardian, so you'd probably think him nothing special.

But he is special, Odin. He is one of the most special creatures I have ever met.

What? You don't believe me?

I assure you, he is most impressive. I daresay even you would approve of him. No doubt you would have preferred taking him as your son rather than me.

He is lucky you didn't get the chance. You would only have corrupted him as you corrupted everything else you've touched.

Oh, but I haven't told you about the contents of the letter. And I know you're just dying to hear it.

He remembered. That's the important thing. He remembered me. I was important to him. I was as important to him as he was to me.

Thor said he teared up when he heard I died. He cried for me just as I cried for him when I heard he was lost.

Ah, I forgot. You don't know about Captain Rogers and I. Suffice it to say it was one of the best nights of my life.

No! Get your mind out of the gutter, you dirty old man. It wasn't like that at all. All we did was kiss and talk and hold each other.

I can hear you now, telling me how poorly I did. But you're wrong. I'm sorry, Odin, but he was too special to treat so basely. I wanted to get to know him, to learn about him and not just his body.

Judge all you like. It isn't as though Thor hasn't been with a man…or you. Oh, yes, I know about that. Mother knew about it, too. You thought you were being so sneaky. You were never as powerful nor as wise as your wife. And I am convinced the wrong person died saving Thor's precious Jane. But we will remedy part of that soon enough, I suppose.

You look so peaceful in your Odinsleep.

I cannot help but wonder how you will react when you wake up to everyone thinking you're just another dark elf being held captive. I must say, I am very much looking forward to it.

But back to the letter.

It is beautiful. I won't bore you by reading it to you now. Well, maybe I will.

No. No. You don't deserve to hear it.

His heart breaks for me, that is all you need to know. And more importantly, he remembered. He grieved. He grieved then. He grieves now.

I long to visit him, to tell him I'm alive, to taste his lips again. But if I do, Thor will learn of it, and everything I've worked so hard for will be taken. I can't allow that. I've sacrificed too much.

And yet…

If I could have him, if he could forgive me…

A fool's wish, I know.

But he feels such guilt, you see. He, who had nothing to do with this, feels far more guilt than you who had everything to do with it. I would ease his suffering. The question is how.

Yes, I could invite him here while pretending to be you. But my affection for him may give me away. Best not to chance it.

I could visit him on Midgard when no one else was around. But if he learns I am alive, he will no doubt tell Thor. I cannot chance that either.

If I could convince him I was a dream or a vision…If I could say my peace to him, that none of it was his fault, that I also remembered, perhaps he could rest.

Perhaps Odin could find my own letter to him written before my untimely death. Would that be enough, do you think?

Shut up! You know nothing of him or of me. We were only on Midgard that day because of your precious son, a son you claim to care for and yet raised to be a selfish twat before banishing him to Midgard.

I will write my own letter to him and have it discovered among Frigga's things.

But if I could see him again…

How I long to see him again.

I know I don't deserve him. I do not need you to tell me that.

But he remembered. I was important to him. He still thinks of me.

I would visit him if I did not think Heimdall would become suspicious if you were to disappear for a while. I could try to create the illusion. But with me so far away, I am unsure how well it will hold up.

A letter would be best, I think. But not from me. You didn't allow me any writing utensils. It will have to come from Frigga. Yes. I told her of us. She could easily have written him for me.

Thank you, Odin. You know, I find you far more helpful and tolerable in your current state than in any other. Perhaps I should keep you like this. You can be my private, living statue. But if you will excuse me, I have a letter to write.