Mondays are apparently Loki's day. So happy Lokisday I guess.

And I am aware this chapter is shorter. I apologize.

Silvertail of shoreclan: You're just gonna have to read to find out :)

Lena Sauran: Haha sorry. Hopefully you stop spazzing soon.

MysticRyter: Then all is going as planned if you don't like her. Actually, if everything else goes as planned, there will be at least thirty chapters in total.

LianaDare8: I think you may be pleased with this chapter then :)

Itsgoose2u: Thank you! I think she's miss Tony eventually haha.

Arrows the Wolf: Haha that's actually really good to hear! I'm glad they seem real.

O. O TT. TT LOLz: I'd be worried if you didn't want to.

Brit. knee: That's okay! And yes, it is okay if Bobbi dies haha.

Justasmalltowngirl2713: OMG I think I'm actually gonna do that during that one part in the next installment I told you about. Except Olga and Bobbi wouldn't be in the same location. Maybe Olga can annoy Steve or something.

Ms. Smooth Criminal: How awesome would it be if Man of Steel is the start to a possible Justice League movie? I'd die. I want to punch Bobbi too. I think Andrew in the Avengers 2 would be like heaven. Especially if Ant-Man's going to be in it too. And it would be awesome if Bucky is too like Steve helps him get his memories back or something even if Bucky doesn't become Captain America after Steve gets shot. Osborn and Luthor ARE pretty similar lol. And yes, MJ and Harry will be coming back. They'll be much more important in coming installments.

Chapter Twenty-One

Steve sighed as he put away clean dishes, trying to be as quiet as possible. He was becoming a complete wreak, but was trying his best to appear strong. He needed to if Gwen didn't have long. But that was exactly why he was a wreak. Steve was preparing to lose his wife to the horror of death.

And he had cried. He wasn't afraid to admit it to himself. It had always been when Gwen was sleeping for he was with her the entire time she was awake. He wanted to spend every minute he could with her.

He looked at the clock and realized that Gwen had been asleep a very long time. Normally a when she did this he'd go and wake her up to make sure she was okay.

"Gwen," he said loud enough for her to hear after he entered the bedroom. "You need to wake up. You've been asleep for twelve hours."

But she didn't budge.

Steve walked to the edge of the bed and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Gwen, sweetheart, you need to wake up."

She still didn't move so Steve shook her a bit.

"Gwen?"

Panic mode set in as Steve pressed two fingers to her neck. He could feel a pulse and leaned down to listen for her heart at all just to be sure. She was alive, but something was wrong. Something was really wrong.

Steve rushed to the phone. His hands were shaking as he dialed Bruce's number.

"Hello?" answered Bruce on after one ring.

"She's not waking up," states Steve, ignoring the panic in his voice.

"Wait, she's - okay, we'll be right there. Natasha? Natasha! No, Stark I wasn't talking to you. No, you don't look feminine. Natasha, can you drive me to Gwendolyn's?"

There was a short pause.

"Alright, Rogers. Natasha's gonna drive me there and we'll check her out on the way back. Just give us a minute."

Without anything else, Bruce hung up.

It honestly wasn't a long time before Bruce and Natasha arrived in a SHIELD SUV. When Bruce got out he looked shaken as though Natasha had driven in a way he thought he was going to die. However, Natasha held a poker face like she always did. She never really showed much emotion.

"She's in the bedroom," Steve told Bruce.

"Alright, we'll get her on a stretcher and get her in the SUV. Then we'll bring her to the Tower and check her out. I want you to get a bag ready for her with necessities that she'll need when she wakes up. You'll have to drive your own vehicle though."

Steve nodded felt a bit better at the fact Bruce sounded so calm. However, his heart still pounded as he searched for his duffle bag in the basement. Once he found it, Steve hurried upstairs where they already had gotten Gwen in the SUV. He nodded and Bruce who left the house. As Steve entered the bedroom again to get things for Gwen, he could hear the vehicle start up and drive away. He wished he could be with Gwen at that moment but would prefer she be taken care of as soon as possible.

Due to his rush, Steve simply through things in the bag without thinking about it. Once the bag was filled, he got out to the Beetle seeing as Gwen would be upset if she had to ride his motorcycle home. If she got home.

Steve started panicking again a he thought about the bad potential outcomes. He knew in order to have a clear mind he'd need to put those out of his thoughts, but he couldn't help it. It was possible that by the end of the day, Gwen could be dead.

"How are they doing?" asked Amora as she approached the throne of the Other.

"Rebuilding," was his simple answer.

"They are not done yet?"

"Patience. They will be done when they are done."

"Fine. But I bring a suggestion."

"Then speak it."

Amora resisted the urge to slap him. "I believe the Tesseract may be on either Asgard or Titan. It is not on Midgard nor is the Gauntlet."

"So are you suggesting the Chitauri attack either location?"

"Yes."

"And what of Skruge?"

"What about him?"

"Can he not help your endeavor?"

Amora began pacing. "Skruge is on Jotunheim. The Frost Giants are rebuilding themselves. Once they are done, they will need a king since Laufey is dead."

"Does he think he is to be king?"

"Well, he is half-Jotun."

"It would never work."

"Do you have any better ideas? We could use the Frost Giants on our side."

The Other stood up quickly, making Amora stop.

"We already have the Chitauri and the Skrulls. We do not need another army."

"But," said Amora, turning on her seductive charm, walking up to face the Other, "what if we get them their Casket? Surely it is still on Asgard."

"It is risky."

"Yes, but with the help of the Frost Giants we could invade the realm. Take what is rightfully-"

Suddenly, the Other raised his arm and wrapped his boney gray fingers around Amora's neck. He raised her up, choking her and making her lose all concentration on the spells she had casted on people.

"If you are to serve me, I am to give the orders," he said in a warning voice. "That is final."

The Other finally let go and Amora went crashing to the ground. Humiliated, she cloaked herself with invisibility. Maybe she'd have to take matters into her own hands.

Both Loki and Sigyn were sitting in the palace garden, simply enjoying each other's company. It was quiet and peaceful, something they enjoyed.

Sigyn watched as Loki held a pebble in his hands. He closed them over the pebble as well as his eyes. He opened them all and instead of a pebble, a green daisy sat in his hands. He then placed it in Sigyn's golden hair as she smiled at him.

"It is beautiful," she said.

"Not as beautiful as you," he muttered.

She couldn't stop the giggle that escaped her lips as he leaned down and kissed her.

It was moments like these that Loki didn't think of anything except Sigyn. Sometimes when he couldn't sleep, those dark and villainous thoughts returned and he felt anger again. But the moment he was with her, it all went away.

Loki also felt foolish. How could he let a simple, mere woman change him in such a way. He was a god and she was a little Vanir. He was meant to rule people like her. But when he looked into Sigyn's innocent blue eyes, he realized there was no way he could try to rule someone like her. She was innocent and loving, she was faithful and loyal. She was everything Loki needed to stay sane after he felt complete betrayal from his family.

However, their moment was interrupted by a guard who came into view. He held a staff and let it fall to the ground. Loki's hands curled into fists and Sigyn placed a hand gently on his arm to calm him down.

"Prince Loki," said the guard, "Heimdall demands your presence."

And with that, the guard left. Loki sighed as he turned back to Sigyn. He placed a small kiss on the top of her head.

"I will return shortly," he whispered in her ear before getting up and heading for the Bifrost.

Loki only had to walk to the entrance doors of the bridge that led to Heimdall's observatory. There stood not only the Gatekeeper, his sword in hand, but Thor, Odin and Frigga as well.

"What is the meaning of this?" asked Odin as Loki approached.

"I have been clouded from part of Midgard," said Heimdall with his calm and deep voice. "A spell was placed on me to forget but it has gone away."

"Who placed this spell on you?"

"Amora."

There was collective gasps from all standing around.

"But she was banished," sneered Loki, unhappy with idea of Amora messing around with sorcery.

"But she is still alive," said Odin sadly. "I knew she was too powerful yet I only banished her."

"What can you see now?" asked Thor. "Is it Jane?"

"It is Gwendolyn Powers," replied Heimdall.

This caught Loki's attention.

"She is sick and only has a matter of hours left of her life. I fear chaos within the Avengers will erupt if she dies."

"Then we must save her," said Loki.

"The mortals have found no cure."

"Then we will bring a healer," suggested Thor. "We will bring the best in Asgard."

"Even the best in Asgard cannot save her," stated Heimdall.

"Sigyn..." muttered Loki. He then looked up. "Sigyn is a better healer than any of Asgard."

"But is from Vanaheim," said Thor.

"That does not matter. We can at least try if she accepts to come."

"So it is settled then," said Odin. "Thor, Loki, you are to escort Lady Sigyn to Midgard and save the mortal."

Loki nodded. "I will go and retrieve her."

He pivoted on his heel and hurried back to the palace garden. He wasn't sure if Sigyn would agree to go, but she really had no choice. He hadn't told her anything about the Avengers yet and didn't know if anyone else had told her. But it really didn't matter. Loki felt as though he owed this to Gwen. She honestly could've killed him at the top of the Tower after he had been in disguise for months, learning everything about her. Yet she had tried negotiating with him and trying to get him to stop. She even forgave him. And if it hadn't been for her, he would be having a self-pity party and would've never approached Sigyn.

"Loki?" asked Sigyn as Loki came into view.

"We're going to Midgard," he said, putting out a hand to help her off the ground. "I will explain on the way."

Loki just hoped they wouldn't be too late.

Virtual shawarma to everyone who guessed that Sigyn would be healing Gwen. I think most of you already got it before this.