She'd been trapped on Earth for hundreds of years, after the fight. She was young when it began. Too young, 20 years old. Barely making the minimum age for Valkryie training. She sped through it, given the fact she was a goddess. After the fight was finished and the Valkyrie defeated, Eir contacted the gatekeeper of Asgard to bring her back. As she was travelling through the Bifrost, she was knocked out, sending her falling through Space, where she eventually crashed onto Earth.

-0-

After Coulson had left Thor, Eir snuck in. She saw him sitting in a chair, his hands cuffed behind him.

"Hello," she said to him.

"Hello," he replied, avoiding Eir's gaze.

"I'm sorry fer what I said to ye back at my house. I just... cannae control myself sometimes."

"That's alright," he nodded. "I wanted to ask a question."

"Shoot," she said.

"Why would I want to-"

"It means go ahead," she cut in. "Ask yer question."

"Where did you learn your magic?

"Picked it up some time ago," she shrugged.

"Hello," a third voice called out. Eir whisked around, barely recognizing the man standing in front of her.

"Loki? What are you doing here?" Thor asked.

"I had to see you," he replied. He finally looked over to Eir, as if seeing her for the first time. "Oh, hello."

"Loki," she muttered, still in awe.

"I'm sorry, have we met before?"

After hesitating for a moment, she said, "No. We haven't."

Thor looked at her for a moment before focusing back on Loki, "What's happened? Tell me! Is it Jotunheim? Let me explain to Father-"

"Father is dead."

"What?" Thor stared at Loki, stunned.

"Your banishment, the threat of a new war, it was too much for him to bear," Loki told him, moving closer to Thor. "You mustn't blame yourself. I know that you loved him. I tried to tell him so, but we wouldn't listen. It was cruel to put the hammer within your reach, knowing you could never lift it. The burden of the throne has fallen to me now."

"Can I come home?" Thor asked.

"Can I?" Eir repeated. She was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. The two men looked over to her in confusion. "1000 years I've been here. I want to go home. I want to see my family. Get to know my husband," she looked at Loki. "If ye're going home then so am I."

"I-I'm sorry," Loki said to Eir and Thor. "The truce with Jotunheim is conditional upon Thor's exile. And... who are you? You said we've never met before but you remind me of someone."

"Because I lied. Ye do know me. My name is Eir Einarsdóttir, and I'm yer wife."

Loki stared at her. "Impossible. Eir Einarsdóttier died in battle."

"Did she? Because she's standing right in front of you, brother," Thor said to her.

"It's true. I've been gone, missing, but I'm here now. I want to come home. If ye don't want me, I'll go to Elfheim, Vanaheim, anything, but I want to go back. I deserve it."

Loki nodded, "I can take you back. Unfortunately, Thor... I can't bring you."

"But couldn't we find a way to-"

"Mother has forbidden your return." Thor nodded, lowering his head. "This is goodbye, brother. I'm so sorry."

"No, I'm sorry. Loki... thank you for coming here."

"Nothing could have stopped me."

The door opened, and when Thor looked back to the place where Loki and Eir had previously stood, they were gone.

-0-

When Eir opened her eyes again, she was standing in the throne room on Asgard. Loki was sitting on the throne, looking at Eir.

"You do realize you're the ruler along with me now, right?"

"I don't want to be," she told him, still looking around the throne room. She noticed the mural on the ceiling above Loki's head. "Ye've changed the mural. I liked the other one better."

"That mural has been there my entire life," he said, confused.

"No, it really hasn't. Because when- Oh..."

"What is it?"

"They wiped your memory."

"Impossible. I would be aware."

"That's the whole point of memory wipes, ain't it?"

"We'll talk about this at another time," Loki insisted, just as the doors opened to reveal Frigga.

"Frigga?" Eir called. "Is that really ye?"

"Hello," she smiled, but the confusion on her face was clear.

"It's me, Eir."

Frigga's face turned from confusion to sadness. "Eir?"

"Aye."

Frigga ran to Eir and pulled her into a tight hug. "We all thought you were dead."

"Shit happened," Eir shrugged. She had gotten over it centuries ago.

"I must go," Loki said, suddenly behind the two women. Frigga let go of Eir but still held onto her arm. "We will talk later."

With that, he suddenly disappeared. It was as if he was never there. The only thing that let Eir know he had been standing there was the chill on the back of her neck and the hairs standing on her arms.

"Let's go get you washed up. What in Odin's name are you wearing?" Frigga said as she led Eir out of the throne room.

"Jeans."

-0-

Eir had washed and dressed in proper Asgardian clothes. She had met with Thor's friends, the Warrior Three and Lady Sif. They were eating. Well, Volstagg was eating. Fendral and Sif were pacing worriedly. Fendral couldn't stand it anymore and cut the silence in the room.

"Our dearest friend banished, Loki on the throne, Asgard on the brink of war, yet you manage to consume four wild boar, six pheasants, a side of beef, and two casks of ale. Shame on you! Don't you care?!"

Fandral moved to throw the platter in the fire, but Volstagg pulled his weapon, stopping him.

"Do not mistake my appetite for apathy," Volstagg spat.

"Stop it, both of you! We all know what we have to do, we're just too damned afraid to do it!" Sif shouted.

"We must go. We must find Thor," Hogun decided. He pulled healing stones from the fire, placing them in into a pouch that hung at his side.

"It's treason, Hogun."

"It ain't just treason. Yer beggin' fer suicide if ye think it's a good idea," Eir piped up.

"Shh!" Fendral suddenly hushed. "Heimdall may be watching It's said he can hear-"

"Heimdall is still here?" Eir asked.

"Yes, why?"

"I must speak with him."

As she said that, an Einherjar Guard entered. Everyone in the room tensed.

"Heimdall requests your presence."

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