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Chapter Two

Jane Foster sat in her office at the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. After ten years it seemed as if she had it all. She had a fantastic job that stimulated her intelligence and was making a difference in the world, she was married to the love of her life who happened to be a god and a king, and there was peace amongst the Odinsons.

The only thing she didn't have was a baby. After ten years and being granted immortality by Odin the married couple hadn't given much thought into having a child. Jane was heavily into her work and Thor was busy running a kingdom and rebuilding the BiFrost. And when the two did decide it was finally time to build the king a legacy they seemed not to have any luck. It wasn't until recently the two decided to find out what was preventing them.

Now all Jane could do was feel down about herself. She felt absolutely useless. The main thing a king wanted was to bear a child, preferably a son. There had been kings in the past who had even killed their wives for not bearing them sons. She could have accepted if it was going to be difficult to have a child, but to be completely baron was another thing.

Her whole day at work she felt like crying. Everyone could see she was upset, but she refused to go home. If she decided to go home she felt as if she might try and kill herself. For all these years she had dreamt of bearing a child with Thor, especially after seeing how much a child brought Loki and Scarlet together. In a way now she was jealous of her sister. The younger female may have had complications during childbirth, but she was still able to have one. A healthy and happy boy; a legacy. They could have even had more children, but for now Loki didn't want to risk any more harm of his lover.

Jane's brown eyes shifted over to where Thor was standing in the middle of a group of scientists. He was shirtless with wires placed all over his chest. Steve Rogers was busy in the gym of the headquarters where her husband had just been. They wanted the two most muscular out of the group to get their heart rate up before testing them. Alongside S.H.I.E.L.D.S's top scientists stood Tony Stark and Dr. Bruce Banner.

Thor's eyes shifted away from his wife's, the two hadn't spoke about the issue since they found out the bad news. Instead he turned back to staring at the wall as the Banner looked over his vital signs. With his arms folded Tony Stark walked over to the god, "You know, you may be a god, but…I think Rogers has bigger muscles than you," He then turned to Banner with a smirk, "Thanks to my father's work."

The doctor rolled his eyes while continuing to look down. He could see the lifelessness in Thor's eyes, deciding not to say anything to the arrogant billionaire. He was obviously happy to see the deceased Stark's work still alive and kicking. It made him all the more arrogant, seeing that his father had part in helping America's forces in World War II.

"Banner, you're awful quiet today," Tony turned to the other man; apparently Thor's silence was boring him, "I know Rogers's is pretty impressive. To make a super human who doesn't transform into a green man-"

"Stark," Banner flicked his eyes up, warning, "Don't make me angry."

Tony immediately shut up, walking out of the room. He was obviously bored and if he stayed in the room long enough he'd have a pissed off god and giant green man coming after him. The two understood the man was a genius and the Iron Man suit was useful, but sometimes the billionaire got on their last nerves.

Staring at her computer, she felt a presence behind her. Turning around she saw Natasha Romanoff standing behind her with a clipboard in hand, "Is everything alright, Mrs. Odinson?"

"Yes…just fine."

"That's a good look for you."

Loki's thoughts were interrupted while sitting in the grand throne chair. His eyes shifted to see a smirking Scarlet and Tόmas had entered the room. Her arms were folded and her hips were leaning to the side. With a devious smirk he looked his woman up and down before standing. There was something he promised himself a long time ago; he would never let it seem as if he were superior to his partner.

There was a certain gleam in his son's eyes as he tilted his head curiously. Scarlet in turn smiled largely while directing her attention to her son, "Tόmas, why don't you tell dad what you did today?"

Loki raised an eyebrow as the young boy grinned largely, "I gave Eisa a flower and she gave me a kiss on the cheek!"

"What a little Romeo, huh?" The female grinned while placing her hands on the boy's shoulders, "All I've ever gotten was a measly bracelet."

The god knew of course his mate was only teasing him, rolling his eyes. With a flick of his wrist a red rose appeared in his hands, extending his arm over to Scarlet, "Better?"

"Can I give that to Eisa?"

The parents smiled as the father gave Tόmas the flower, "Take it easy, son, won't want her to get use to always getting flowers from you. You want kisses out of sincerity."

Either way the young boy was excited at a chance to capture another kiss from his crush. As the boy relished in the thought the prince approached the human. There was something so powerful about him in this situation. With the throne behind him and his battle armor on, he stood before her so menacingly. The light shined into the room and outlined a large shadow across the floor, making him seem large than life. The horns on top of his head forced him to stand up straighter, having a sense of authority to him.

"Do you really think that's a good look for me?"

With a smile, Scarlet nodded, "You look…like you belong in that chair. Like you deserve it. You're taking great care of the kingdom."

A triumphant smile graced Loki's lips as he whispered, "I thought standing upon this throne I'd feel the same jealously I've felt for my brother my whole life. But…I'm not jealous. Because I do have it all. A beautiful loving mate, a son I am more than proud of, and I feel like I have what's rightfully mine. This is my kingdom…"

"I like you as king, father."

The two adults turned their heads to see Tόmas sitting on the second step up to the throne. This caused Loki to smile even more, "You think so?"

The boy nodded, "You're the best king Asgard could have."

Loki chuckled to himself. Technically he wasn't king, only a stand-in for his brother. He may have proven himself trustworthy over the years, but he knew Odin would never want him as king. Their father-son relationship had vastly approved over the decade, but he was no fool. Deep down he knew everyone was still wary of the sorcerer's old ways. That and the fact that he was a Frost Giant; only a true Asgardian could be king.

The parents had decided early on to let their son know who he truly was. They told him the story of how Loki came to Asgard, who his biological father was, and how naughty he had been. Regardless his son loved him and that made him feel absolutely wonderful. They also let him know that Scarlet had once been mortal and that she had once fallen upon hard times. The few times she visited her mother Tόmas could sense the favoritism between the boy's mother and aunt.

He then turned to Scarlet, "And you deserve to be Queen."

"We'd have to get married for that," The former junkie smirked and folded her arms, "The Frost Giant and the human. We'd make for a great team."

"We already are."

As the family stood proudly the large gold doors opened. All three turned to see Thor standing in the middle of the doorway, Loki instantly frowning. He knew Thor would want to assume his role as king, ending the prince's temporary reign once again. He was really starting to get use to being temporary king, disapproving of his brother constantly leaving.

"Welcome back, brother." The God of Mischief took in a deep breath, rolling back his shoulders.

Thor gave his younger brother a weak smile as his nephew stood up off the steps before kneeling down to one knee. They may have been related, but Thor was still the king of Asgard. With a weak smile the king told Tόmas to rise, placing his hands upon the young boy's shoulders, "So good to see you, Tόmas, you grow every time I see you."

"Well you were gone for a while this time, my king," The young boy observed, "How long are you back for?"

With a sigh the God of Thunder ran his fingers through his blonde hair, "Not long, I still have some things to take care of on Earth."

"Is Jane still on Earth?" Scarlet asked.

Thor gave a small nod as the mother and son excused themselves. This was an issue to be discussed between brothers. For the first time in their lives Loki saw envy in Thor's eyes. Before this moment the prince had always been jealous of his older brother. He was better looking, stronger, the obvious favorite, and heir to the throne. There was nothing about the Frost Giant that Thor could ever be envious of.

Until today. Today Thor looked upon his younger brother and wished he could have what the younger one had. He had a woman who stayed with him on Asgard and had a wonderful son. Before he had always been proud of his brother and nephew. He was happy Loki was building a legacy for himself and seemed to be sincerely happy. But, now he was jealous because he would never be able to experience that first hand. He would have loved to feel the pride Odin felt for him.

"I am so sorry."

Sighing, Thor wearily sat down on the steps, hanging his arms over his knees, "Do not pity me, brother."

"I do not pity you," Loki spoke softly, sitting down next to his older sibling, "I simply wish to ease your mind. I can only imagine the type of hell your mind is in."

"Loki, please do me a favor."

"Anything."

With a frown on his face, Thor placed his hand on Loki's shoulder, "Always be proud of Tόmas. Love him and be a good role model for him. I can now only dream of being able to raise a strong offspring. He has a wonderful mother, but he will look to you as I looked to our father. I saw how Odin was as a king and a father and I wanted to emulate him."

In his brother's time of mourning, the younger male decided to hold his tongue. He could have chimed in and mentioned he thought Odin could have done a better job raising him. That he would have liked not to beg for the former king's love, always living in his older brother's shadow. Instead he decided to bite his tongue, not wanting to make Thor feel worse than he already was.

Wrapping his arm around the blonde's shoulder, Loki spoke softly, "You would have been a great father. You're a great king, father, and uncle. Asgard needs you to not fall apart."

"Earth needs me."

His frown tightened, "You were named king of Asgard. What if I wanted to go to Earth while you were gone? We couldn't ask father to take over again. He's certainly enjoying retirement."

"I fear for Jane, Loki, she hasn't spoken to me since we found out the news."

Loki retracted his arm, the two brothers sitting in silence. Life had pretty much been the same the past ten years. Now all of a sudden things seemed to be taking a different direction. His son was slowly growing up in a man, already setting his sights on a woman. Sif and Fandral had married and Thor was drowned in secrecy. Loki couldn't help, but want to know what was going on. What were those humans planning to do with the Asgardian?

Leaning back on the stairs and resting his elbows back on the steps, "My dear brother…I feel a storm coming."