AN-I hope everyone had a good New Year! Ok, so the secret of Loki's heritage has been revealed by Frigga and here's the fallout and reaction of our favorite God of Mischief.

Also DO NOT OWN MARVEL OR THOR OR ANYTHING IN THE UNIVERSES. Though I'd give just about anything to have Loki or Tom Hiddleston show up to me in the middle of the night and….well, I guess I'll just have to live vicariously through the Jane in my story *wink wink* lol 3

Recap:

"Me. A Frost Giant? A Frost Giant prince?"

Frigga's ragged breath caught in her throat as Loki looked up at her from his slumped position, his face an unnatural shade of white marble, tears trailing down his face in rivers of crystal.

"Laufey's…son?"

The utter devastation and confusion on Loki's face was a special brand of painful for the emotional mother. The pain reflected in his eyes were a physical ache in her chest and her breath caught in her throat at the tears that just wouldn't stop falling from his beautiful haunting eyes down hollowed cheekbones and off of a jawline that was hard from clenched teeth. Because while he couldn't stop the tears that were falling he could hold in the sobs that more than anything wanted to come out.

He wanted to howl into the universe until his throat bled, like a deranged wolf. Grief, anger, and sadness swirled into a ball of red hot molten lava in the pit of his stomach, but one look at the face of his "mother" and the true sadness and empathy he saw in them stopped him from vocalizing such feelings. While he was angry and shocked by the information she had given him, he was logical enough to acknowledge the honesty and bravery she had to have had to defy Odin's plans in order to tell him the truth. He could only look at her and her him, and this is the way they sat for who knows how many hours. Both lost in thought about the given and gained knowledge.

He stood up and couldn't help from pacing the length of the room. Thanks to his long legs it didn't take long for him to make it from one end to the other, his soft tunic flaring around his hips with every pivot. Watching Loki pace back and forth was making Frigga a little dizzy but she knew what Loki was like when he was upset. Inside he was a writhing mass of confusion and anger so she wasn't too shocked when he stopped pacing abruptly and green magic flew out of his hands and blew up a mirror the size of a small tree. Wood and glass floated to the ground like so much kindling and sparkling diamonds. Even expecting something like this, Frigga couldn't help jumping off of the couch in surprise, and even though the fiery gaze sent her way at the sudden movement was burning into the center of her skull promising violence at any sign of weakness she managed to hold steady in the face of his rage. Because in the end, he was still her son and she let that information shine through her gaze to him.

She took a deep breath and said as calmly as she could in a commanding motherly tone and almost reprimandingly said, "That was an antique from my grandmother. Given to me over 4,000 years ago." She saw Loki's lips tremble and before she knew it a growling rumble shook his body and his face slowly started to turn red. Frigga slowly started to become worried about his health the more red his face became but it was all for naught when he fell to his knees hard on the floor and started….laughing. Loud hysterical laughter filled the room, but not the kind of laughter that made you feel happy and joyful, no, this was a desperate laugh that spoke of oncoming madness and despair.

Tears started coursing down his face again in the midst of the laughter the sounds of "joy" eventually making their way to that of sobs. Sad as it was Frigga was more comfortable now that he was displaying a normal range of emotions for the news he had been given, and she felt more comfortable approaching him to offer comfort.

Loki was in a maelstrom of confusion, and when his mother, because that's what she really was, because only a true mother could stand so firm in the midst of such rage and treat him normally even going so far as to act like he was throwing a tantrum as he displayed such anger at an object as to obliterate it. She stood above him he could only look up at her with watery eyes and trembling lips. Vulnerability radiated off of his slouched defenseless body and when Frigga kneeled in front of him and spread her arms in such an accepting gesture of comfort he could only throw himself into her waiting arms and bury his face into her neck and his arms locking around her back.

Frigga wouldn't cry, though she wanted to especially in the face of such grief and all for her baby, but she knew that he needed her to be strong for him, and it was truly a challenge as she raised her arms and tightly embraced the shivering form. This moment was very delicate and could still go very badly if she didn't handle it just right. Her first vision, the one of destruction and mayhem, the one where she could clearly hear the man in her arms speaking so vehemently and coldly to someone through his mind, "No. Mischief is a small thing, a toy I've well used and discarded. This isn't mischief. This is mayhem. Just watch." could still come to pass if she didn't have this situation fully in control.

If she didn't keep Loki fully in control and make him understand, everything could go so very, very wrong still. Frigga really didn't have too much of a plan for this, she figured she would go with what had always worked with him in their interactions. The truth.

Loki's mind was spinning with everything that had happened, wanting it to be a lie and at the same time for the first time he could feel truth course through him. It was a cooling balm to the bitterness that had constantly followed him from his first memories. Constantly being looked over by Odin, his perceived father, had hurt him more than he would ever admit to himself or anyone else. But now it all made sense and put things into perspective for the first time in his life.

"Loki," the soft melodic voice drew him out of his racing thoughts and he inhaled deeply of the comforting smell of lavender and lemon that had always accompanied the most important person in the world to him, "Loki, I need you to focus on me for a minute ok? There are still things that we need to discuss and we still have very little time to get to everything." She held his shoulders and drew them both to their feet slowly. Loki stumbled a bit, his head swirling and slightly fuzzy with fatigue from the shock and crying, but she held him up and kept him from falling, just as she always had.

Frigga couldn't help but catch her breath at the small smile that spread across the dark god's face. It was sweet and radiant in the way she hadn't seen in hundreds of years and tears sprang to her eyes all over again at the acknowledgement that she had allowed her husband to sour this sweet child that had been brought to her, but regrets over the past would get her nowhere now, it was the future that she should be looking to, that is why she was doing this after all. The future.

"Loki, your fath.."

The narrowing of Loki's eyes at her faux pas made her falter.

"I apologize. Odin…is going to be back soon, and we have to work fast to stop what is set to occur if we don't want everything to be messed up. Do you understand?" Even though he was seemingly more coherent than before, Loki still seemed a little out of sorts and Frigga couldn't help but become worried again.

In reality though, Loki was very deep in thought. Scenarios and situations were flipping through his mind at breakneck speeds. A hand grasping his jolted him back to reality and the concerned look on Frigga's face. "Ok…mother," and the smile that blossomed on Frigga's face made that one statement all the more worthwhile, "I have some questions before we move forward." She nodded and sat down upon the sofa after magicking any debris from the shattered mirror away and patted the seat next to her for him to sit down once again. He did. "Why does Odin want Thor to be banished and me to help Thor do something that would get him banished but not punish me as well. Knowing that I would be behind pushing Thor to do so. Thor isn't smart enough to pull off something like that on his own so why?"

Loki shook his head. The All Father's machinations were proving very confusing to Loki, and he did not like being confused. Frigga sighed, "I don't know everything," and this was the truth. While Frigga had visions, not everything was revealed, certainly not thought processes so she truly had no idea why Odin had planned on doing what she saw, "I only know what Odin decided to reveal to me, and we cannot be certain that what he did reveal is the truth so even that is suspect." Loki could only nod at this and clench his hands together between his knees. "But, I do believe that maybe he was planning on using this to test you both. Thor to mature him and you to let you see what your actions can bring about."

Loki was still very confused, and decided to next as a question that he didn't want to ask but needed to. "Why did you decide to go along with Odin in deceiving me about my heritage?" Loki saw Frigga's flinch at the word "deceiving" and knew that he had hurt her but he didn't really care at the moment especially since it was true. As much as he believes she loves him, more because throughout the years she has shown him more than tell him unlike Odin who told him many times but almost never showed him, it was the truth. She had decided to deceive him from the moment he was old enough to understand that he wasn't born of her. "At first it was because what he told me sounded like a good plan. The Jotun were at the time, destroying Midgard, a realm that was known throughout the Nine Realms to be under Odin's protection. They were making a power play as it were. Testing him and as such he tested back and found weaknesses. The casket was one of those weaknesses, and you were the other."

Loki looked shocked and Frigga explained.

"You and the casket were Laufey's weaknesses, and Odin expanded upon those weaknesses to force a truce between our two races. You are for all intents and purposes the reason for peace all these years." If Loki were capable of becoming even more pale than his already marblesque palor it was proven right then at this proclamation. "I went along with Odin's plan to keep you here and raise you because of two reasons: I was tired of seeing my people be so terrified of losing their loved ones in the war. While Odin was off with the warriors and guards I was here with the mothers and children who would never again see their families full and happy ever again. The pain was unbearable. The other was that I was selfish."

Frigga could see that she had shocked Loki by admitting to such a flaw. His eyes were widened and mouth pursed.

"I was in love with you the second Odin placed you in my arms. I could have said no. I could have made Odin send you back to the Jotun the second be bounded through the doors with you, or even done it myself secretly and once you were back with the Jotun there would be nothing Odin could have done about it. I did not though and that was my selfishness."

"If you wanted another child why not have one then!?" There was the anger that Loki fell towards as a defense, his hands clenched his knees so tightly his knuckles were mottled and his jaw was hard, teeth clenched.

"I did not want another baby, I wanted you." This pressure on the fact that it wasn't that he was a baby, but that he was him and that was why she wanted him was both refreshing and it had thrown Loki off track. "You were such a beautiful baby, and I wanted to do nothing but take care of you and love you. I wanted you to have safety and security and when Odin first brought you to me, I knew that you would not receive that in Jotunheim at the time, not because Laufey didn't want you but because their world was in chaos and ruin after the war. Damaged for centuries with nothing but strife ahead of them. I wanted better for you than that at the time, and after, when you were older, I loved you as much as my own blood born son. I was selfish and did not want to give you up. This is my truth to you, the truth you deserve and have deserved for a long time."

The silence between was a vast and breathing thing. Drawn out for minutes that felt like hours. Frigga's breath was barely there while Loki's was too loud in the silence. Both so lost in their thoughts just about anything could have happened at that time and they would have been none the wiser.

Loki's thoughts were both centered and all over the place at the same time if such a thing were possible. His head felt like it had been hit with a club while his chest felt full and warm. Almost against his will his hand inched over off of his knee and slid to cup hers in a comforting gesture most unlike him, but he wasn't complaining and by the warm look she was giving him she wasn't either. "Alright, so, why did you decide to tell me now? Why not let Odin's plans go through if his plans weren't overly malicious in nature? I don't understand why all the secrecy and going against your husband." This was something Loki was truly curious about. He had known his mother had been able to see and sense things that no one could before, and while she hadn't said anything about a vision, odds said that this was the reason for her sudden disclosure. He wanted to see how she would respond to this inquiry. For as much as he loves her and is working on forgiving her for the past and her part in the deception against him there is still that spiteful part of him that wants to dig into her a little longer before actually forgiving her.

"Because I recently obtained information, through a vision, that let me know that if I allowed Odin to continue as he was with you and Thor that it would not end well. I cannot say much more than that, I am already messing with things by altering the future the way I am. As for going against Odin behind his back, I know from past discussions with him about the topic that he is not up for negotiations for how this situation is handled. It is his way and it is not up for debate as he has told me. " Loki wasn't completely surprised that she had told him the truth. To be honest though right now he was quite wary of everyone. With decent reason he felt, but it felt good to know that no matter what he could still count on his mother, 'and the fact that she had obviously not been happy with Odin's plan' he thought with a smirk.

"Ok, so, what do you want to do now? I have already been talking with Thor about….Jotunheim…" Loki felt a distaste in his mouth, he hadn't felt before when speaking of the icy planet. He had normally just felt a sliver of pity and disgust for the Frost Giants that had always seemed to him to be made out into these 'monsters under the bed' 'scary bedtime story' creatures that parents would tell their children about so that they would be good little Aesir's and do as they're told. "….and he's now gung ho about going and "proving to father that I am just like him and can kill the Jotuns!" There's no stopping him at this point you know how he is."

Frigga couldn't help the laugh that burst from her at Loki's impression of her more brutish son. It was a pretty spot on imitation, from the way he puffed out his chest to the lower tone of voice he adopted to mimic the less vocally advantageous God of Thunder. "Been practicing that imitation long my son?" She couldn't help but prod him about his obviously rehearsed mockery, and it was almost like the last couple of hours hadn't even happened between them what with both of them good naturedly ribbing Thor together, and then the situation settled back into their thoughts darkening their light hearted banter.

Loki nodded after catching his breath and Frigga replied, "I am aware of your brother's headstrong tendencies and I am not telling you to stop him from his set course. In fact I want you to continue to prod him toward this course the way you were originally planning." Loki's eyebrow rose inquiringly so Frigga explained, "First of all, we don't want Odin knowing anything out of the ordinary has happened with you or that you know anything that I have told you. We want Odin to think that things are going the way he planned. The second part comes in after you all get back from Jotunheim." She finished with a smirk. "Here's what you'll do…." As the plan was clarified and explained Loki couldn't help the admiration for this woman who may have not been his birth mother but she had raised him, more than Odin ever had, and it was at this one moment never more obvious where he had gotten his scheming nature from.

AN- Ok, so this chapter was about getting Loki his explanations and the reactions of such explanations out of the way so we can continue on with the story. Don't worry his emotional baggage isn't totally gotten over, but most of his true bitterness at being lied to and deceived is dealt with in terms of Frigga. I also wanted to emphasize the love and familial bond between them in a way I don't see much in most stories. Probably because most stories I've read have been after Thor 2, but I wanted to show the connection that had Loki so angry and upset over her fate in Thor 2. I hope I succeeded. And now that Loki knows as much as Frigga can tell him, the plot can go ahead. Also, I wonder what plot Frigga has come up with to thwart Odin!