Another chapter for you lovely lot. I'm getting really good at posting every day, whoop. I hope you enjoy this one. Not much action, but Loki isn't well, so forgive me hehe, more action to come thought, do not fret Hiddles Fans! Please review, your comments are inspiring

Marvel owns Loki and all remnants of Asgard. Leera is mine

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"Leera?" a whisper of a voice echoed in the abandoned healing room. The staff had long gone to their own chambers as the night grew darker. A few candles had been lit around the young prince's bedside while Leera slept on his chest. Asgard was silent this night. The fact that the youngest prince of Odin lay injured and unconscious both worried and silenced the people of Asgard. "Leera?" came the weary voice yet again. Slowly opening her eyes, Leera was shocked to see it so dark in the room. Turning her head Leera looked to the pale god. "Leera?" Loki spoken through a hardly open mouth, eyes still closed. Leera gasped and moved towards his head, resting a hand on his brow.

"Loki, I'm here, can you hear me?" Leera frantically stroked Loki's clammy head and cupped his cheek with her spare hand, leaving over his face, staring wantonly at his closed eyes. "Loki, wake up, I'm here, I'm awake" painfully slow, Loki's eyes opened, taking a while to focus. When they focused, he smiled as he saw Leera looking down at him.

"Your here" Loki stated, his voice raspy, a smile entertaining his weary face.

"I haven't left your side. How are you feeling" Leera Grinned, kissing his head and pulling back. She noted that his eyes were dark and tired, and his usual vibrant pools of emerald beauty were now slightly dull. Loki lifted a hand and held on to Leera's shoulder.

"I feel tired. Though I don't feel in pain." Leera placed her hand over Loki's that rested on her shoulder and closed her eyes, sighing. Feeling him shift on the bed, the dark haired woman looked on and saw the trickster sitting up, using one hand to hold his stomach.

"You should lie back down Loki" Leera said, her voice filled with concern as she sat on the chair.

"I don't want to, besides, I have been lying down enough I think" Leera rolled her eyes, Loki's 'I do what I want' face cheekily grinning at her. "Have you left me at all?"

"your mother made sure that I had something to eat, so I left for no more than half an hour until your father let me return to you, as I have been reminded that I no longer have one mouth to feed, but two" Leera looked down to her stomach.

"I look forward to the day you bring our child into the world" Loki said, looking at Leera staring at her stomach. She looked up into the eyes of the man she loved.

"So do I Loki. I should leave you now, you need rest" Leera spoke, standing to her feet, taking hold of Loki's hand.

"Take me back to our room. I no longer wish to stay here. I am fine. I will return in the morning for them to check me over. But I want to be with you tonight." Loki almost pleaded, removing the sheet that covered him and shivered as the night air enveloped his naked torso. Leera shook her head in disagreement but knew that Loki would get his way eventually. Walking to the closet at the entrance of the room, Leera opened the door and retrieved a White robe. Walking to the bed, Loki slowly pulled himself up, groaning at the sharp pain in his stomach, and Leera handed him the gown. Placing it on, Loki slid his arm around Leera's waist, using his free hand to clutch his robe together. Slowly they walked out of the room and down the corridor. Passing the silent guards and a full ten minutes later, they arrived outside the god of mischiefs chambers. Pushing the door open, Leera led the prince in and walked him to the bed. Leaving Loki at the bedside, the dark haired woman retreated to the wash room. Meanwhile Loki removed the robe and his trousers, placing loose bed trousers on and slid into his silk sheets, resting a weary he'd upon the soft pillow. Letting out a satisfied moan at the comfort that now seeped through his body he looked across as Leera left the washroom, now clad in her nightgown, her belly showing a slight bump. Sliding into bed alongside Loki, Leera bid him goodnight, and kissed him, cuddling up to him, and they soon drifted off.

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"I told you what I would do to you if you told him!" barthais voice roared, pinning Leera to the wall. Retrieving a knife from his pocket, he opened her mouth and shoved the knife in, cutting into her tongue. Leera screamed with all her might, yet no one came. Finishing his task, barthais tossed aside his knife and organ, and reached over to the fire place for s hot poker that was left in the burning coals. Crying from pain, mouth full of blood, Leera looked over at saw the mangled body of Loki, battered and bloody on the floor. Looking to barthais her eyes widened as he chuckled, leaning forward with poker in hand, edging it closer and closer to her eyes.

"Loki!" Leera screamed inside, unable to speak, looking to the dead body of her love until she felt an overwhelming sensation of heat across her face.

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"Leera wake up! You're dreaming, it's ok, wake up!" Loki panicked, kneeling over Leera on the bed, shaking for her to wake up. Her brow was soaked and she trembled ferociously, whimpering in her dream.

"Loki!" she shouted again, wrestling against Loki. Leaning over her Loki shook harder, staring at his loves pain filled face.

"Leera wake up!" Loki shouted, and eventually, Leera's eyes shot open. Scrambling to sit up, pushing Loki away, Leera shoved her hands on her face feeling for her eyes, then opened her mouth, touching her tongue, tears streaming down her face. Looking up she saw Loki, alive, kneeling in front of her, his eyes wide with panic. Lunging forward, she pulled Loki into a hard, unbreakable hug, the impact sending Loki backwards, both falling to the floor with a thud. Loki coughed as the impact nudged his stomach, then tried to break free from Leera's grasp to look at her face, but her hold in him was too strong. Attempting to shuffle backwards, Loki leant against the wall, and reached for Leera's legs, pulling her up do that she now fully sat in his lap, her face near enough imbedded in his chest. "Leera its ok, shhh, its ok, your safe..." Loki whispered into her ear, soothingly.

"I, I thought you were.. I, he burned... It hurt so much" Leera spoke in between sobs. Loki frowned confused and brushed her dark locks from her ear, leaning down to speak socket in it. He had discovered that Leera enjoyed it when Loki spoke in her ear, it always made her shiver with happiness.

"What happened in your dream? Tell me about it" as presumed, Leera shivered as Loki's golden voice trickled down her ear.

"It was barthais..." she began, speaking into his chest. Loki pressed his mouth to Leera's head. "... He found out that I told you. He battered you in your sleep. You were dead. Then he came for me. He cut out my Tongue, and burned out my eyes, just like he said he would. I was so terrified Loki.." Loki kept kissing Leera's head, listening to every word she was saying. "I don't want that to happen, Loki" Loki stopped kissing her head and leant back down to Leera's ear.

"I won't happen, my love. He is dead. He will not return. Besides that, I would never let anything happen to you, or the baby..." Loki continued, his voice turning serious, with a sense of authority in his speech. "You are mine. You will always be mine and no one will ever get a chance to hurt you. I will never leave you, and shall protect you. You are my soul mate, in more ways than one. I shall kill anyone who threatens the life or even upsets you and our unborn child. Be sure of that Leera. You are mine" Leera lifted her head, loosening her grip on Loki, leaving slight bruises on his arms, and looked up to Loki.

"I love you Loki, and I will always be yours." Loki grinned and leant down, his mouth practically devouring Leera's in a passionate kiss, sighing with joy at the contact, and scooped her up, slowly standing to his feet, never breaking their kiss, and walked to the bed.