"Loki! What happened to you?" Lorelei rushed over to him as he entered the house and fell heavily against the wall. There was a large burn on the left side of his body from the oil that Darcy splashed on him and the pain was eating away at him.

Loki closed his eyes, fighting the pain of the burn and the pain of Darcy's betrayal. Still, tears sprung to his eyes and he couldn't do anything to stop them.

Lorelei pulled him into her arms and helped him to the bed. "I'll go get the golden apples," She said before rushing off.

It was only a few minutes before Amora was standing over him, looking at him with false sympathy. "Does it hurt, Loki?"

Loki put his right arm over his eyes so he wouldn't have to look at her. "Amora, please," He sighed.

Amora placed her hand on his shoulder, heedless of his burn, and causing Loki to hiss. "Don't worry about anything, my dear. Lorelei will be here to nurse you back to health and I'll go take care of that awful woman." She withdrew her arm just as Loki sat up to look at her.

"Amora..."

A green flash passed over the walls and windows. "Rest up, Loki. Don't worry about a thing." She disappeared and Loki saw the magic trapping him in the room. He fell back onto the bed to wait for Lorelei. He couldn't do anything before he was healed up anyway. He just had to hope that Darcy would be okay.

Darcy was still leaning against the wall when a shadow fell upon her. She looked up toward the doorway, hoping that she would see Loki, but instead there was a statuesque blonde woman standing there.

"Hello, princess," She hissed out as she approached Darcy. "So, you're the wretch that burned my beloved Loki."

Darcy straightened immediately. "Is he okay? I really didn't mean to hurt him!"

"Didn't you?" The woman questioned. "I saw the dagger you had hidden away downstairs and you caused him an awful lot of pain for a mere accident."

"No, it's not what you think!" Darcy insisted. "I was never going to use that, I swear!"

The woman glared down at her, approaching with a menacing gait. "If you really mean that, I can think of one way for you to help him."

Darcy perked up. "Anything!"

A smile spread over the woman's lips. In a flash of green, a strange, ornately carved box appeared in her hand. "Take this box and go down to Hel."

"What?"

"You heard me," The woman said. "Go to Hel, steal some of her vitality with this box and bring it back to me. That's the only way that you can help Loki."

Darcy stared at the box for a long moment before reaching out to take it. "Alright. I'll do it."

"Damn her!" Loki yelled, banging against Amora's barrier as he watched his Darcy descending into Hel. It had only been a day, and already Amora had managed to ruin everything. Darcy was shivering from the harsh cold and if that didn't kill her, surely Hela would once she found out what Darcy was planning to do. He turned to Lorelei, who was still holding the mirror that she had enchanted to show Loki Darcy's location. "Please, Lorelei, you have to help me."

Lorelei bit her lip and looked away. She was caught between loyalties, Loki knew, a situation that she found herself in often. There had been millions of times that Loki and Amora found to butt heads and she was always in the middle.

"Amora's magic is stronger than mine," Lorelei finally said.

"We can work together," Loki said. He reached out to take her hands, looking in her eyes. "Please, Lorelei, I love her."

That seemed to firm up her decision. "Okay," She said. "But once you're out, don't go to Darcy. Go to Thor. He'll help you."

Loki hesitated for just a second, but he knew that she was right. He nodded. "Okay."

They wove their magic together to begin breaking the spell.

"Brother?" Thor's surprised and gleeful face met Loki as soon as he entered the room. "Brother!" Thor repeated, gathering Loki in his arms and into a bone crushing hug. "What brings you here?"

"I have a problem, Thor, and I am in need of your help to solve it."

"Anything, brother, simply name it!" Thor enthused.

"I married a mortal," Loki began to explain. "She has garnered Amora's wrath through no fault of her own and I fear that her mortality will cause her doom."

Thor laughed boisterously. "That is no problem! I will simply make her a god the same as we are!"

The relief that spread through Loki was immediate and immense. He placed his hand on Thor's arm. "Thank you, Thor."

"Anytime!" Thor made a few hand motions and summoned a bolt of lightning to his hand. "Find her swiftly, because if she remains in Hel too long, I will not be able to save her."

"Of course," Loki answered.

"I will lead you straight to her Loki," Thor said, drawing back his arm to throw the bolt of lightning. "Be swift!"

"I am ready," Loki said.

Thor threw the bolt of lightning and Loki made to immediately follow it. He could not move as swiftly as lightning, but he could keep track of it well enough to find her.

He found her just as she was standing before Hela. The queen of Hel had a smirk on her face as she watched the girl, writhing on the ground from Thor's lightning bolt, mouth open in a silent scream. Loki stood in front of her, trying to block Darcy from her sight.

"Hello, Hela."

"Hello, Loki," She greeted. "What brings you here?"

"Just come to collect something," He answered. "How are you enjoying Baldr?"

Her expression wavered before she answered. She had never acknowledged the favor that he's done for her, but Loki would call on whatever favors he needed to in order to save Darcy.

"I am," She said curtly. She nodded to Darcy. "She'll be dead soon."

"Not for long," He answered. Loki reached down to scoop her into his arms. "Farewell."

"If she tries this again, I don't care on whose word, she's mine," Hela called out.

"Well, today she is still mine," Loki answered, speeding out of Hel as fast as he could.

Amora was glaring at him as he entered his room, laying Darcy on the bed. "Loki-"

"I do not wish to hear it, Amora," Loki said without looking at her. "She is alive and mine. If you leave without a word, I will not be angry with you."

He could practically feel her anger radiating from her, but eventually she did leave. Amora would get over it.

Loki waited for Darcy to open her eyes, remaining visible to her now that she'd already seen him. It was not a long wait. Her eyes opened slowly and Darcy smiled at him. "Hey there, Loki."

"Hello, love. Are you ready to enjoy immortality with me?" He asked her.

"I couldn't have asked for anything better."

Loki leaned down and kissed her and she as she held onto him, he knew that they would have a happy eternity together.