Sigyn was annoyed. She hadn't realised until a couple of hours after Loki had left that he had made it impossible for her to leave the room. He had somehow magically locked the door and stopped her from disobeying him. The next time that she saw him, she was going to give him a telling off that he would never forget.

It wasn't until she started to continually hear the sound of the Bifröst that she started to worry. What on Asgard is going on? she thought as she crossed the room to the window. She barely glimpsed the strange sight outside when the door flew open. Her head swung around just in time to see Frigga throwing herself through the door, looking more than anxious and out of breath. Sigyn's eyes widened and she ran over to the queen.

"Are you alright?" she asked hurriedly.

She had never seen Frigga like this before.

"Loki, he- Thor's back- they're fighting," she said between breaths.

"What?" Sigyn whispered, disbelief crossing her face.

"Laufey attacked us. There's something wrong with Loki- he's gone to the Bifröst- you have to go. You can stop them. Stop Loki."

It took Sigyn a second to process what Frigga was saying, but when she did, she ran. She immediately made for the stables and rode for the Bifröst as hard and as fast as was possible. The sounds of Thor and Loki's fighting filled the air, booming a cacophony as they mixed with the painful roar of a world being destroyed.

And she'd know the ring of Mjolnir anywhere. She could see the scene from a distance, the Bifröst was one long rainbow road after all. And she watched as the Bifröst fell away into space. Sigyn reached the Bifröst too late. She could see Odin and Thor, she heard Thor's yell. But where was Loki?

She was still too far away. Maybe I just can't see him from here, she thought desperately as she spurred Hylling to go just that little bit faster. But by the time the she reached the splintered edge of the Bifröst, she knew that she was wrong. Loki wasn't there.

"Where's Loki?" she asked as she breathlessly dismounted, obvious concern in her cracking voice.

Thor and Odin met each other's gazes for a second before Thor approached her. He placed a gentle, comforting hand on her arm as he looked at her sadly. She wouldn't look up at him, there was something about the gesture that stopped her.

"He fell," Thor said quietly.

It was the first time Sigyn had ever known Thor to speak softly. And she hated it. What she hated more were his words though. She couldn't force herself to believe them. It just couldn't be true. It couldn't.

"No- no, he couldn't- It's just a trick. It has to be."

"It is no trick," Odin put in with a regretful frown.

"He's not gone- he can't-"

"Sigyn, stop," Thor started. "Loki was lost-"

She wrenched her arm out of his reach and glared at him through tearing eyes.

"No!" she yelled, her voice breaking slightly. "Don't you try and tell me that- you have no idea what this has been like. He's just confused- He just found out that his entire life was a lie- he didn't-"

"He tried to destroy Jotunheim. Loki wasn't himself."

"He would have come back. He just needed- he wouldn't have-"

"Sigyn, Loki's gone. It pains us as much as it does you."

"No. It doesn't. You don't even have a glimpse into what I'm feeling right now."

Thor briefly looked to Odin again. If they had had time to think about this then they could have handled the situation much better; they could have told Sigyn gently and perhaps avoided this.

Thor tried to appease her again by tilting his head to the side and starting, "I know that your relationship with him was special-"

"Do you? Do you know how special?" she spat, tears streaming down her face. "He is the only person that I have ever been able to be myself with; he's the only person who has ever understood me."

She looked out into the nothingness of space that Loki had fallen into. The endless beyond that was just too far out of her reach.

"He was the only person I ever loved."

Sigyn sank to her knees, placing her hands on the broken Bifröst before her.

She couldn't stand up anymore, her legs were too weak to hold her up. Her eyes closed. This couldn't be happening, it just couldn't. There was no way that Loki could be gone.

"He was my perfect other half in every way," she whispered.

"Sigyn-"

"Go."

"But-"

"Just leave me alone!" she shouted as more tears came.

Sigyn didn't move for days. She didn't eat. She didn't sleep. She wouldn't move or talk to anyone that approached her either. When Heimdall came and stood by her, resuming his post, he said nothing. He knew what she would be feeling though because he had been watching her carefully.

He knew how she had felt about Loki, even after he had begun to fall. So he just stood next to her at his post as usual. Sigyn made no attempt to talk to him, she was too consumed by her own thoughts. By the dark emotions that were slowly drowning her at the loss of her husband.

It wasn't until Sigyn had been there for four days without food, water or sleep, that she collapsed into unconsciousness. Heimdall sent word and Sigyn was brought back to the palace to be cared for. When she woke in the healing rooms, she was still despondent. Something inside her had snapped on that horrible day.

Even when she was discharged from the healing rooms, she wasn't the same woman that she had been. Sigyn refused to enter her and Loki's bedroom, she couldn't face it. She just sat on the sofa, staring at the fire for days, as her mind rolled over everything that she could have done to change events. Everything that she could have done to save her husband.

Without Loki, she would never be the same again. Without him, she would never be whole again.

Author's Note: So, that made me sad...

Hope you'll let me know what you think!

Plus, there's a companion drawing for this chapter. But fanfiction won't let me provide a link at all, so if you care to look then it's called 'Sigyn's Despair' and it's under Countesscasualty on deviantart- the link for that is on my profile. :)

Kit xx