A/N: You guys did not like me taking the night off, lol. That's ok, I'd be upset too if I was following a fic that was updated generally the same time each day. I may not be able to write the 13th chapter until next week, because I've started a new job and have schoolwork to do. Anyway, hope you enjoy this one!

Elena was whisked away to Asgard before anything else could be said or done. Thor promised the remaining Avengers that Loki would not only be tried for his crimes before Odin, but that Elena would be safe to give birth in the 'hospital' in Asgard. It took a bit of convincing with Tony Stark, but hearing Elena's cries of pain eventually made him push her towards Thor.

Tessaract in hand, Thor, Loki and Elena arrived in Asgard, only to be met by Asgardian soldiers. Thor was quick to dismiss them, explaining Elena was in labor and his brother was the baby's father. More than a few of them stood there in pure disbelief and shock.

Loki held Elena as they raced to the Asgard hall where the nurses waited. She was in agony, the contractions at full force, and it was his fault. He finally saw what he had down, in a physical sense, and for the first time in his life– or in recent memory– he felt guilty.

The tears were streaming down her face as she was placed in a bed and stripped of her clothing, remaining in an Asgardian dress of light fabric. The nurses readied themselves for the delivery as Elena looked at Loki desperately. She went to reach for his hand but was interrupted by a booming voice.

"Loki," Odin snarled at him, "Care to explain what you've done now?"

Loki looked at him desperately, "Father, please-"

"You are not my son."

Loki swallowed, "Please. My...love, she's pregnant, and the baby is coming. Now."

"Is this the Dark Heir that Heimdall speaks of?" Odin demanded. Elena started to scream in pain.

"Dark Heir or not, I am pushing out your adopted son's CHILD, so if you wouldn't mind GETTING OUT-"

Odin scoffed, "Put him in chains."

Thor stepped in, "Father, no!"

"Thor, step aside."

"At least let him see the birth of his son or daughter! Even you can't be that heartless, try him after the child is born-"

"I swear, it's going to be any second." Elena felt Loki grasp her hand protectively and kiss her forehead, whispering that he loved her. She could feel herself grower weaker.

"You can execute me yourself, so be it, just please, have some compassion!" Loki was nearly in tears himself, "Odin, King of Asgard...I beg of you."

Odin waited, watching Elena start to tense up as another contraction rushed through her. He finally nodded, "Very well," exiting the room. Loki knelt next to her bed, holding both her hands as the nurses started to examine her.

"This is...hurts more than...anything...I've ever felt," Elena said, nearly breathless, "I don't know if I can do it..."

"For god's sakes, can't you give her something to quell the pain?!" Loki shouted at the nurses.

"Not now," one of them replied, "Miss, you're going to have to start pushing."

"What?!" Elena sat up, "No, no no no..."

"My darling, you must," Loki held both her hands, running his thumbs over them, "I'm here with you. I promise, you can do this. Do it for your baby."

Elena looked over at him, "You mean 'our' baby."

With those words, she gave the first push. Thor stood outside the door, making sure none of the guards came in, so they might have their privacy. Elena's screams of pain rang out with every push, the sweat dripping down her brow, her hands squeezing Loki's as hard as she could.

"Almost there!" one of the nurses told her, "Just three more!"

"Three more," Loki whispered, holding her tight, and Elena pushed as hard as possible. Within seconds, a cry rang out– but not from Elena. Instead, the nurse burst into a smile and announced, "It's a girl!"

"A girl," Loki said, nearly breathless with excitement, kissing Elena, "My love, we have a little girl."

The nurse wrapped her in a pale silver cloth and brought her to Elena, who gently took her in her arms. She opened her eyes and blinked at them, the bright green that Elena herself had given her. A mess of dark, raven hair adorned her head, which was unmistakably Loki. There was no denying who her parents were, as they gazed at their little miracle, both of them crying tears of happiness.

"What shall we call her?" Loki asked, brushing the hair from Elena's face.

"I don't know," Elena replied, "I've...had one name in mind. I'm not sure if you'll like it."

"Tell me."

"Luna," Elena said, looking down at the baby.

Loki smiled, "Goddess of the moon. I like it. Suits her well."

"Luna Lokisdotter," Elena said, her eyes meeting his, "She needs her father's name."

"I didn't think it possible to fall in love twice, and so soon," Loki whispered, kissing her and then Luna's little head, "But I have, and I wouldn't trade this feeling for any other in the nine realms."

"Among the best," Elena replied.

"My little moon, I have been thinking, I have a proposition for you."

"Oh?"

Loki suddenly looked nervous, "It requires a great deal of sacrifice on your part...it would require never returned to Midgard again..."

"I'm listening."

Loki took a deep breath, "Elena Rose Ward, will-"

The door opened and Thor's voice interrupted "Loki...I'm sorry, but Father won't wait any longer."

Loki stood up, "Very well."

"And I'm sure Elena needs rest," Thor gave her a small smile.

"Yeah, that wouldn't be bad," Elena replied, "I'll see him after I sleep?"

"Of course," Thor replied, watching Loki kiss her good-bye, "I'll be sure to bring him by."

Elena watched him walk until she could hear the guards chaining Loki up, and she tried to ignore the sound. Instead, she looked to baby Luna, who was peering at her with wide, curious eyes. Beautiful little eyes, she thought.

"She looks like him," Thor commented, sitting by her bedside, "Dead giveaway in this one."

"I am so thankful she does," Elena sighed, "Would you like to hold her?"

Thor took the baby gingerly and smiled at her, "She's beautiful, Elena. I must congratulate you on that."

Elene smiled, "Thanks...I just wish I knew what Loki's future was, otherwise I could rest easier."

"I put in a good word with my father," Thor assured her, "I am hoping he simply gives him hard labor, or even arrest within Asgard. He hasn't met you, but he knows who you are."

"I suppose he's not exactly supportive."

"No, not quite."

"And he probably isn't with you and Jane, is he?"

Thor looked up from Luna, "Well...that is a different story. I am to inherit the throne-"

"I know," Elena nodded, "But Loki...he deserves for his voice to be heard."

"He murdered countless innocents, Elena."

"I know. I was there."

"A crime of his stature cannot be ignored or wiped away," Thor said, "I give you my word, that I said what I could to my father. It is ultimately his decision as to what Loki's fate shall be."

"Whatever it is," Elena said, lying down, "I just hope it allows him to watch his daughter grow." She closed her eyes, hearing Thor place Luna in the bassinet next to the bed. Her body felt like it could collapse any minute, but not from tiredness.

It was like Loki said, and she couldn't believe that her heart was capable of so much love in one moment.

"You've given her false hope," Sif noted to Thor as he exited the room, "You know he will be sentenced to exile."

"I hope Father reconsiders."

"He won't. Odin will punish Loki as he sees fit, and if I were him, I'd do the same. Lock him away where no one can get to him."

"Loki is still my brother, deep down inside," Thor corrected her, "And Luna is now my niece. I believe the right decision will be made for her."

If only that were true.