Misty's P.O.V.

Over the next few days, Loki really wouldn't let me leave his sight. I even tried to sneak off, but he caught me and it was quite a scary lecture he gave me. But I knew he was only worried about me. And as of late, I was worried too. I had been feeling a little under the weather. But of course, I couldn't let Loki find out about it, or he'd just worry himself to death.

Loke had been paranoid about us staying away from Odin at all costs. Of course I knew why, but I didn't really like it. If I was going to spend the rest of my life with Loki, I would want to know his family. But Loki wasn't having any of it.

"Misty. We are not going to see my family. I will not say it again." Loki growled, when I asked him if I could see Odin.

We were again sitting in the library, reading up more info on my powers. But what I really didn't understand was how did Loki's family not know we were back in Asgard? Odin was the Allfather, so wouldn't he be able to tell when his adopted son and his wife were in his realm?

"Loki?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"How does Odin not know we're back in Asgard?"

He sighed and closed his book. "Because I made it so. I do not want him around us, and I do not you going off to find him. It's best if we just steer clear from my family. Am I clear?"

I nodded and went back to my book. I really couldn't focus on my book right at that time. I wanted to meet the rest of Loki's family. I didn't want to hide anymore. I was feeling a little dizzy. I knew it was from my illness, but I shook that thought away. Loki would be able to look into my mind, but he swore he wouldn't anymore, just so I could have at least a little privacy. But it was getting really bad. I almost wanted to tell Loki about it. Almost.

"Are you all right, my dear?" Loki said, his voice snapping me out of my thoughts.

I nodded and forced a reassuring smile to him. He looked skeptical, which made me a little nervous.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

I nodded, but he still looked unbelieving.

"You are sweating, my dear." he pointed out.

I then noticed the sweat gathering in my hairline and on my brow, which I wiped away immediately.

"I have fire powers. I may sweat just a little bit." I replied, making the best excuse I could come up with.

He gave a low chuckle and said, "You're not telling me something. And I'd like to know what it is."

"It's nothing, Loki. Don't worry about it." I quickly said.

Loki smirked. "Now I simply must know what your little secret is, my dear."

I ignored him and went back to my book, trying to take my mind off my mysterious illness. In my peripheral vision, I saw Loki's eyes poke over the top of the book, his piercing green eyes glittering with mischief.

"Curiosity is a monster, you know. Slowly eating away at you, bit by bit. Taking its sweet, sweet time. Demanding to be satisfied, never stopping until it is fed. Always there. Constantly demanding answers and secrets, until driving its prey mad." Loki whispered, his tone filled completely with want and power. He was deliberately trying to get me to tell him. But I had to prove I was stronger.

I chuckled and closed my book. "Sorry, not happening."

Loki scowled and said, "I will find out sooner or later."

I giggled, but I felt a cough come on and I fell into a coughing fit. My throat itched and burned, but I coughed until it subsided.

"Are you all right, Misty?" Loki asked, his tone growing increasingly alarmed.

I nodded and wiped the tears away from my cheeks. "I'm fine. Just a tickle in my throat."

Loki raised an eyebrow in question, and I felt a force in my head. Loki looked into my mind. And now I was screwed.

Loki's P.O.V.

Misty was ill. And I knew what she was ill from.

"Misty. Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, holding her hands tightly.

I teleported us to her room, where I knew we were completely alone.

"It's no big deal, Loki. It's just a little sickness. Nothing I've never had before. I'll be fine." she reassured me. She really had no idea what was wrong.

"Do you have any idea what is wrong, Misty?" I demanded.

She shook her head, but she said, "I'm just a little sick. There's really nothing to worry about."

I looked her deep in the eyes and said, "You are with child, my dear, sweet Misty."