AN: Thank you so much for all the reviews, follows and favourites; they really mean a lot to me. I have never written an entire fanfic before and this is, in fact, my second one ever so I hope I can do it. I'm not too sure about this chapter, so I'm sorry if it doesn't quite work.x

Chapter 2

Thor knelt down beside the Jotun, still pinned to the floor underneath his hammer. "Now Prince Loki, will you come with me peacefully or must I bind your hands?" "Which," he added earnestly, "Is not something I wish to do."

Loki paused for a second in thought, studying Thor's face for a sign of betrayal or dishonestly; he found none but for some reason Loki found this angered him further. "Never would I have myself seen walking willing beside an Asgardian," Loki growled. "Bind me, I would rather that than lose my pride."

Thor let out a small sigh and pulled a small piece of rope from his belt, "I had heard you were stubborn," he commented as he took both of Loki's hands and tied them in front of his chest.

A slight smile crept onto Loki's lips at this and he watched, almost awestruck, as Thor gently took his hands and bound them surprisingly loose. "Oh I wouldn't say stubborn," Loki mused as Thor finished tying the knots. "Merely…opinionated." He gasped in relief as Mijolnir was lifted from his chest and started to try and sit up but he found that with his bound hands he couldn't. He was about to lie back down when Thor's hand pressed lightly into his back, guiding him up to sitting.

Thor stood and offered his hand to Loki, but the FrostGiant remained sitting and shot a hateful look up at Thor. The Asgardian Prince let out a second sigh and grabbed Loki's fore arms and pulled him up to standing; Loki reluctantly complied. "You're making this much harder than it need be," Thor huffed, with one hand placed lightly on his hammer which now sat in his belt. His other hand held the back of Loki's arm so he could lead him out of the great hall.

Loki allowed Thor to guide him begrudgingly, "Trust me, I could be making this far harder for you," he said warningly.

"Oh really?" Thor said with a small smirk as him and Loki stepped out of the hall. "So you do crave peace then?"

"Only for my people," Loki snapped. "I care not for Asgardians."

"But you must have some relation to Asgard," Thor pointed out. "With your size and everything…"

Loki growled at him, "Asgard has brought nothing but suffering to Jotun, my connection to Asgard is, if anything, shameful."

"I'm sorry you feel that way," Thor murmured as they reached the bottom of the steps, the battle still raging on the icy plains before them.

Loki grimaced, "I'm sorry you had to invade our country."

Thor gripped Loki's arm tightly so the other would turn to face him, "And I'm sorry that your country had to invade ours," he exclaimed. "Don't you see Loki? We can stop this here and now, I can see that you despise these wars as much as I do." He let out a small sigh and released Loki's arm, "Our fathers are beyond reason but that doesn't mean when we cannot stop this war."

"And you think taking me prisoner will stop this?" Loki cried and with a bitter laugh. "Thor Odinson you are a deluded fool."

"Well do you have any better suggestions?" Thor retorted, "Because I cannot stand here and watch our people die any longer."

"My people are none of your concern Thor," Loki snarled. "And yours none of mine."

"Then I'm afraid you have disappointed me Jotun," Thor said in a softer tone. Dissapointed? Loki didn't like the emotions which stirred up in his stomach at this. "I had hoped to find some compassion within you."

Loki looked up at Thor with a sharp gaze, "I had compassion," he admitted. Then he turned away from Thor and looked out upon the fierce battle and to the Asgardian's surprise he began to walk towards it.

He rushed forward to catch up with the Jotun, "Loki? Where are you going?"

"Off to find our fathers," Loki answered shortly his eyes focused ahead; he lifted up his bound hands. "We'd better make this look convincing."

Thor nodded and took Loki's arm again but more gently, "You're sure about this?" He asked carefully.

Loki nodded his gaze temporarily meeting Thor's; red eyes meeting blue. "You're not so bad for an Asgardian," Loki commented as he looked back to the battle. The roaring sounds of conflict now reaching their ears clearly; cries of the dead and dying echoing all around.

Thor smiled slightly at the Prince's comment and began to reply "You aren't so…" But he was stopped mid-sentence by Loki pushing him to the ground.

He slammed hard into the frozen earth, Loki's light body falling onto him then slipping off. With a groan he pushed himself up, his head spinning. He looked around with fuzzy vision. Loki's body a blue and green blur beside him…and red? In a hasty movement Thor got up onto his knees and turned Loki over; red bleeding out from him and all over the ice, the blood tunnelling through all the thin cracks in the frozen water.

"Loki," he gasped as his vision sharpened revealing a long blade of ice protruding from where it was deeply embedded into Loki's side. "Loki, you fool…" he breathed panic rising in his tone.

Loki let out a pained laugh, "Thor…" he started.

"Save your strength Jotun," he ordered, applying pressure on the edge of the wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding.

Loki gasped and bit his lip, "Worried about losing your only chance at peace?" He asked with a sad smile, his eye lids fluttering shut as he lost even more blood.

"No," Thor said as he gently applied more pressure. "Worried about losing you."

Loki hissed as pain shot through his side, "That's the same thing," he managed to get out.

"Not entirely," Thor confessed. "I'm taking you back to Asgard," he stated.

Loki just made a noise in response his eyelids falling shut, he was vaguely aware of a hand brushing his hair from his forehead and another squeezing his own. Then he heard Thor shout out "Heimdall!" Then his mind went blank.