A/N: Loki & Jane, post-"death".
Loki lay still. He could hear Thor weeping and carrying on, and the mortal woman trying to comfort him. And then arguing with him.
He was on his side and they were at his back, so Loki dared a breath. He was wearing the strongest illusion he could cast, but he did not want to strain it by moving – he was weak and weakening, and if he did not work some healing soon, before long he would die for true.
Leave. Leave, you fools, I'm running out of time! He willed them to remember that they were running out of time as well, that they had to hurry before the Dark Elf finished his work of erasing all creation. Surely that was more important to them than this stupid lovers' quarrel?
He listened a little more carefully. "You can give me thirty seconds!" The woman's voice was high and agitated. "I don't know it will work. I don't even think it will work. But I can't rule it out. Okay? After everything I've seen today, I can't rule out that there's some powerful nonhuman entity out there that communicates with humans. It might be some, some rogue elf or giant or something, I don't know, but it could be there. And if it is, then the Convergence is the time most likely of any time ever when it's able to hear the words coming out of my mouth. If you can sit there and scream for five minutes you can give me thirty seconds for this. It costs us nothing and we might as well."
"Jane-…"
"I'm not leaving until you let me."
"Very well." Thor's voice was clogged and sullen. "Thirty seconds."
"Fine. Good. Thank you."
The woman was coming closer. Loki had heard the argument but he was so groggy he did not yet know what she was planning to do. Whatever it was had better be quick – he was fading fast, and he knew that if he slipped away now he would not wake up.
The crunch of gravel told him that she was sitting down beside him. No – not sitting. Kneeling.
"Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done-"
She was chanting. No – not chanting. Praying.
She finished what she was saying, took a breath, and then started again. "Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee…"
The chants were brief, at least. Afterwards she started talking to herself. "I can't believe I just added a CC line to a prayer. But I might as well try everything, right? Right. Here goes." Her voice rose just a little. He could hear that her face was tilted up, away from him. Good – if she was paying attention to her sky-god she would not notice if his glamour slipped.
"God, whatever or whoever you are, if you're listening, you probably won't remember me. I haven't prayed since I was a little kid. But. I just wanted to say a few words now, for Loki, a- an Asgardian-slash-frost-giant who just died a couple of minutes ago."
Oho, she was going to intercede with her god for him? This should be good! (And the surprise, and amusement, would help keep him awake a little while longer. Excellent.)
"He did some horrible things, but he also just saved my life, more than once I think, and sacrificed himself for his brother. And the universe, really. So. If you're taking requests, then please, um, consider this a petition from me for Loki. Be kind to him." She snorted. "And FYI, Hell's actually probably not a very safe place for him right now, considering he just sent a bunch of really bad guys there and they're probably pissed. Okay. Bye. Uh, amen."
Oddly, though the woman was ridiculous Loki had no wish to ridicule her. He had been prayed to enough himself to know sincerity when he heard it. If he did escape this, and survive, he would do something generous for her in return.
…Of course, if she did not hurry up and leave him in peace, he would probably not survive at all.
"I'm so sorry," she murmured, now in his direction. "Goodbye, Loki."
He focused everything he had on his illusion and it held until she and Thor had stood and moved away.
The End.
What do you think? I don't remember anything in canon about Jane's religion, but I'm assuming lapsed christian of some sort is as likely as anything else.