Chapter Thirteen
Author's Note: Sorry it's so short! I'm having the worst case of writer's block this week. Hopefully next week will be longer. Thank you for following/favoriting! I feel so honored! For those going back to school: good luck and God bless! We can do this! 3
She didn't remember being so sick the last time she travelled by rainbow bridge. Thor had to hold her up as they walked back, refusing to allow him to carry her. She had some pride left. "I will take it from here, brother." Loki snarled the moment they stepped into his wing, stepping out of the shadows and accepting the arm she offered him, gritting his teeth against the smile she flashed him. The sight of her pressed against Thor was overcoming his joy at having her back.
"Of course, brother." Thor watched as Loki swept her legs up into his hold with no regard to her grumbling, how she leaned into him and held onto his shirt. "Lady Bri, I look forward to hearing about your training." With one last glance towards Loki he rushed off to his father and mother. He had been able to discover how much Bri had told Black Widow during their sessions and wanted them to be informed immediately. Not that there was anything too detrimental, but something kept him from trusting him completely.
"You have become comfortable with the oaf." Loki sneered as he took her back to his room. It was a little difficult to open the door while he was holding her so he conjured a duplicate to do it for him, getting an eye roll from Bri.
"Yep. He's very nice."
Bri chuckled at his irritated look, holding onto him as he dropped her legs to wrap his arms around her waist, crushing her against him. "Did you spend much time with him?" She had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at the jealousy tinging his voice.
"No. Actually, we only saw each other today, when he came to bring me home. To you."
She took an unsteady step back after prying his fingers apart, pulling him along then pushing him into his favorite chair before plopping down into his lap, smirking when he grunted. "I have been informed that my training with Sif begins tomorrow." She sighed while she played with his hands. She wasn't ready for the barrage of questions she was sure he had and hoped the change of subject would help with his mood.
He studied her every movement, picking up a curl and running it through his free hand. "That will be interesting. I look forward to hearing about your sessions." He would allow her to avoid talking about it, for now. She was obviously exhausted if she had needed assistance. Bri was nothing if not stubborn enough to demand to walk on her own.
"I hope you're ready to massage my sore muscles. Or revive me. I'm almost positive she's going to try and kill me." She stuck out her tongue.
He laughed as he shifted her around to lay in his arms while he stretched out. "I will avenge your death my pet."
She rolled her eyes but snuggled into him. "I missed you." She muttered with a yawn.
"I missed you as well…" He breathed, brushing the hair from her face and watching as she slipped into a deep sleep, wondering what had happened to make her so tired.