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THOR

"Where is my son?" asked Frigga angrily. The young page that had been paying too much attention to his fingernails paled and simply pointed in the direction of Thor's chambers. "Use your mouth next time young man," she chided. Frigga swept past him in her long silver gown and strode determinedly towards her son's chambers. As she walked down the long hallway, her shoes clicked on the marble and echoed loudly. She saw two guards standing in front of the entrance to Thor's chambers and she stopped in front of them. "Is he in there?" she asked. The guards quickly exchanged looks and bowed in front of the Queen.

"Yes my Queen, but he is-"

Frigga shot him an icy glare. "I don't care what the hell he's doing," she said.

They both stepped aside and allowed her to pass. Frigga continued to walk down the hall, past countless rooms and chambers. She finally stopped at the largest door, which was slightly ajar. Inside, she could hear the sounds of heavy lovemaking. Frigga angrily rapped her knuckles on the door. When Thor did not stop, she rapped again. She heard her son curse loudly and she listened as he untangled himself from his latest escapade. She tapped her foot angrily on the ground and waited for him to open the door.

"What the hell—mother?" he said incredulously as the door swung open.

Frigga arched an eyebrow and had her arms crossed over her chest. "It's about time," she said.

"I am so sorry," he said awkwardly. He pulled his robe closer to his body and he glanced back at the woman on his bed who had pulled the sheets up to cover her chest.

"I need to speak to you, now," Frigga said.

"Yes, yes of course. Why don't you wait for me in the solar? I'll be with you in a moment…" he said.

"Don't keep me waiting, Thor," his mother threatened.

"I won't, I promise," he said with a sheepish grin.

Frigga did her best to shoot him an angry glance and walked off towards the solar. Thor shut the door and groaned. He looked at the beautiful woman on his bed and grinned.

"You should go to the Queen, my lord," the woman said.

"Oh, but I wouldn't be a good King if I didn't take care of matters here first," he said with a wolfish grin. As he walked toward the bed, there was another knock on the door.

"Don't you even think about it, Thor!" came his mother's voice angrily.

The woman in Thor's bed laughed.

"Go to her, I'll be here when you get back," she said.

"That's the thing. When she's done with there may be nothing left to come back to you."


Thor entered the solar quietly and saw his mother staring out of the window at the sea of Asgard.

"You always did have the best view here," she said as she turned around.

Thor walked up to his mother and wrapped her in a warm embrace. He kissed her on the cheek and she kissed him on the forehead. "It is good to see you, mother," he said. "Where is father?" he asked.

Frigga removed herself from her son's arms and sat down at the table.

"He is on Vanaheimr, I came alone," she said. "Do you have wine?" she asked.

"Oh, yes," Thor said. He busied himself with preparing a glass of wine for him and his mother.

"So, to what do I owe the pleasure of a visit?" He asked as he poured the blood red wine into a goblet.

Frigga accepted the goblet from her son and took a deep drink. "Thor, when was the last time you saw your brother?"

The smile on Thor's face quickly faded. "Is that why you came?" he asked.

"Yes. Have you seen him?"

Thor avoided his mother's keen gaze and instead focused on the wine in his goblet. Even though he was the King of Asgard, he still felt small beneath his mother's watchful eye. "I have not been to see him since he…"

"Since he tried to take his own life? Thor, Loki is your brother, you can't just abandon him like this. I will not allow it," she said.

"Loki begged me for death, I am simply giving it to him without actually…"

"So you intend to let him waste away and die? He is of Asgard. We are not savages. I will not have him die in such a state."

"What would you have me do, mother? If you had been there to see him. The way he…the way he begged to die. I couldn't do it. I couldn't sentence him to death."

"What concerns me the most is the fact that you have not even been to see him."

"I do not want to see him," Thor said sadly.

"I did not raise you this way, Thor. I don't know what is going through you mind right now, but I do know that if you do not see your brother soon, you will regret it."

"Loki threatened the people I swore to protect. How can I trust him after that? How can I just allow him back into my life and hope that he will not turn on me again?"

"Because he is your brother. He is your family—"

"He is not of Asgard," Thor said coldly.

"Loki is my son as much as you are, do not ever forget that. It is my son who lies wasting away on a bed, it is my son whose heart is slowing down because his body is not accepting nourishment," Frigga said.

"How is he yours? I am of you, not him," Thor said childishly.

"When your father brought Loki home, I chose to open my heart and to accept him. He was innocent babe, the sins of his fathers had nothing to do with him. I chose to love him. He is my son. He is your brother, Thor," Frigga said.

"But he almost destroyed an entire city…he killed dozens of people—"

"And what have you done, Thor? You have destroyed countless cities. You have fought in pointless battles. Did we punish you for what you did?"

"Father banished me to the Earth—"

"Only for a short time! Only for you to learn what you needed to learn. You must remember that everything a King does should have a reason behind it. What you are doing to Loki has no good reason behind it. You are either doing it because you wish to spite him, or you are simply too much of a coward to face him yourself."

"I am not a coward," Thor mumbled.

"Then why?"

Thor got up from his seat and walked over to the window. He stared out at the ocean. "I'm ashamed, mother," he said quietly.

"Ashamed of what?" Frigga asked.

"There is so much…I was not good to him, mother. For so many years, I treated him badly. I wanted him to be strong like us and fight. Looking back on it now, there's so much I wish I did differently. Perhaps Loki wouldn't be the way he is now if I had been a better brother," Thor said.

Frigga's expression softened. She went over to her son and stood next to him.

"My love, there is one thing we absolutely cannot do," she said.

"What is that?" he asked.

"We cannot go back and change what has been done. All we can do now is learn from our mistakes. And pray that we do not make the same ones again. You cannot blame yourself for what Loki has done. He made his own choices. He is a man grown."

"Yes but…if I had been there for him when we were younger. If I hadn't been such an arrogant little…shit," Thor said.

"Your father pushed you when you were young. Perhaps he was too hard on you, and you in turn were too hard on your brother. But did you not learn from your father? Do you not think that Loki learned from you? We cannot fully blame Loki for what he has done, but cannot not blame him either. Such is life, my son. We can only move forward. Your brother will die. He will breathe his last breath and you will be buried in some whore. Do you really want that?" his mother asked.

Thor shook his head and looked away from his mother. He felt tears burn at his eyes. "I don't…" he said quietly. "I love him, mother. He is my brother. I'm just scared. I'm scared of how much power he has over me. I fear I will never truly be free from his clutches," Thor said.

"You are the king. It is time you made a decision. You cannot leave him hanging in limbo. You must either see that he recovers, or gently ease him into the next realm. Whatever power he has over you is what you yourself have given to him."

Thor turned to his mother. There were tears in his eyes.

"It is okay to cry my son. It is just me. No one else is here," she said.

Thor's lip trembled and before he knew it, tears were falling onto his face. His mother looked up into his blue eyes and smiled sadly. He allowed her to pull him into an embrace. Frigga held onto her large son tightly and closed her eyes.

"I love you both so much you will never know. I cannot bear to see Loki suffer, my son. Go to him, he calls out for you constantly," she said.

Thor pulled away from his mother and wiped his face. "I feel like such a fool," he said.

"There is much for you to learn yet about the ways of the world, my son. About the ways of the heart. Loki is your family. Families must stick together and support one another, no matter what. I'm not telling you to lift his sentence, but you cannot allow him to suffer. We are of Asgard. We must set the right example," she said.

Thor turned away from his mother and stared out at the sun setting in the sky. He watched as the sun set the ocean on fire. The waves rolled and crashed onto the shore. "I must think upon this, mother," Thor said.

Frigga nodded sadly. She reached out and touched Thor's hand. She gave it a gentle squeeze. "Do not wait too long my son," she said sadly. "I will take your leave. I'll be in my chambers," she said.

Thor nodded silently and kissed his mother on the cheek. He watched her as she left the room. When the door closed, Thor turned his attention back to the ocean and it's waves. The sun was setting and he could see moons lighting up in the distance. He thought of his brother, finally, and tried to imagine what he must look like now. Thor felt his heart ache and he closed his eyes. He felt more tears form in his eyes and he allowed them to run down his cheeks.

He pressed his forehead against the glass and wept.


A/N: Thank you so much for all the reviews, the follows and the favorites! Please let me know what you think of this chapter :) Is Thor finally making up his mind to visit his brother? Maybe, maybe not! ;D