My Baby GirlA Loki fanfic inspired by a prompt on NorsekinkBy CrossbreedLoveDisclaimer: I don't Own!
(Steve Rogers)
Had I known what Fury was going to allow that sick man to do to his grandchildren and his own , albeit adopted, son I would not have held the children down, not have stood there watching Loki twitch, his heart in his hands.
I would have said "Fuck you!" to Fury and stood by the side of the man who, by my hand as much as Odin's, lost everything including his life.
Damn, what was I thinking? I should have walked way as soon as I saw that children were involved, but no, I held them down as they screamed for their father.
(flashback)
I held the girl in my arms, she was the last, kicking and screaming. When she stilled I brought her to Odin, I tried to calm her, saying; "You'll be better off where he puts you."
Her small frame rocked with a sob, she looked up at me, tears in her eyes. "No, sir, we won't. But please if I could ask you one favor?"
What the hell, might as well. "What darlin'?"
"Kiss me."
And I did, then I gave her to Odin.
When we pillaged, there really is no better word for it, Loki's house I found one of her school pictures, the frame and glass shattered, I picked it up, and put it into the pocket of my suit only I knew I had.
Her name was Helen, and she was 14. I was in love with a 14-year-old, irrevocably. I will find her, my Helen.
AN: Do I see romance development? Should I? and possibly bringing everybody back? Reveiws are adoration!
