Natasha and Loki, the reunion!


Half of a man

Master plan

Natasha opened her eyes slowly trying to identify her location. The ground was rough and cold but not as cold as ice. She turned around to lie on her back and blinked a few times. She was nauseated. She had had more than enough of teleportation for a single day. She focused her eyes on the ceiling in order to work on some biofeedback. Wherever she was it was nowhere near as big as the throne room. The ceiling was fifteen to eighteen feet height and there were no symbols on it. When her nausea and dizziness decreased she let herself get up and took a careful look around.

She was in a cave or, more accurately, a cave-room. The colour of the rock was blue-green and there were remnants of crystal drops around.

Diamonds

Natasha walked towards a wall and touched one. These were worth a fortune in Earth. She left the wall and walked around. There was a giant bed, a giant dresser with a desk and a chair, all made of the same green-blue rock. White and brown furs of giant animals were covering corners and pieces of the floor and the bed. She stood in the middle of the room trying to find a door in vain. Much like their prison there was no door. She doubted there was a way to get out of there from the inside.

Was she a prisoner?

For if she was, it was a very comfortable prison, the size of a football field.

Natasha crossed her arms and smirked.

Hamlet is going to be King of the mountain

As always the obvious answer was the hardest to find. Like Hamlet, Loki had set up this whole ordeal of turning even more evil than before erasing every piece of his former life to become king of Jotunheim. Of course, he could never pretend to have a break down, that was not his style.

Have I gone mad?

Who calls me villain?

Now although he wouldn't call himself mad, being a villain is a title he would accept with a wicked smile. Bad boys were always more interesting after all.

Focus

What was he trying to achieve with that?

If Clint was listening to her now he would be laughing. He would tell her that he was just pure evil and had finally made amends with his true nature.

Natasha didn't bite it.

That man, Ot'mah or whatever was his name, was pure Loki in action. That whole show had been planned down to every little detail from the way they would be captured to the use of the word 'child'.

That had been a message to her, to let her know what was really going on. He had been expecting them. Well, not all of them. He had been expecting her and Thor maybe even the Warriors three and Sif but she was certain he hadn't been expecting Clint and Tony and Mildred Stark to step foot on Jotunheim. That had taken him aback.

She had figured his whole plan the moment he had stepped in front of them. He had meant to mock, humiliate them and reveal his hideous plans for Asgard in every detail and make Thor or maybe Volstag attack him. His giant guards would indulge in a fight in order to protect their king and after a while, when Thor and the rest of them would have them cornered he would step forward to imprison them with a single elegant move of his wrist.

That would be what the ruthless king Ot'mah would do to the Crown Prince of Asgard. But Loki the God of Mischief would set up his brother's narrow escape for him to go back and spread the news of the ruthless new king.

That was where Millie had ruined his plan. He would never put his best friend in danger. Maybe he didn't even mean for Natasha to be there either. Perhaps her imprisonment was the only thing that he had kept intact.

He was good in improvising though; his point had been made and no one was put in real danger; three Frost Giants, not much taller than him were not much of a challenge for Thor and the Warriors three.

So, she was back in her initially question; what the hell was she doing there?

What did he want with her?

Maybe now that he had his I-do-what-I-want self back he wanted to take what Tom was too shy or too angry to claim.

Maybe what he had been wanting from the beginning.

She would always remember the look in his eyes that night before he left for Asgard. How he had been sitting in her chair the way he had been sitting in his giant throne and looking at her like the lion looks at his pray. He had that look in his eyes before he had sent her in this cave-room. It sent shivers down her spine. It was a bit late to hide her feelings for the mischievous god, especially after his late appearance.

Natasha shook her head and got back to reality. She was in enemy ground and no matter what, she should always remember that.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes to organize her thoughts. Suddenly she distinguished a light sound. It was like running water. She followed the sound inside the cave, beyond the bed to the far corner of the room. There, in a big arc, not gigantic, there was a waterfall of crystal clear water. She stepped in front of it and she could see her reflection on it as in a mirror. She was only in her SHIELD jumpsuit, her furs and coats vanished. There was a small pool in front of it that gathered the water. She walked forward and touched the water. It was freezing cold.

"Lady, lady across the fall, who's the fairest waterfall?" a soft voice asked her. Natasha looked around but she could see no one.

"Who is it?" she asked.

"Lady, lady across the fall, who's the fairest waterfall?" the voice asked again and her reflection vanished to be replaced by a woman's face.

"Well, I have never seen a waterfall more beautiful than this." Natasha answered.

"You are smart, red-head human, and you know what the best is for you." The woman said smirking at her.

Natasha crossed her arms and eyed the mysterious face.

"And what are you supposed to be? The good witch trapped in the waterfall like in fairy tales?" Natasha asked.

"Who said I was good?" the woman said and smirked. Natasha eyed her with equal mischief.

"I am Ydor, the water spirit. I was trapped within the Casket of Ancient Winters by the mythic king Jotun along with my brothers and sisters to provide Jotunheim with power and fertility." The spirit said.

"Who are your brothers and sisters?" Natasha asked.

"Pyr, the fire spirit; Gaia, the earth spirit; Boria the spirit of the wind and Pageton the spirit of Jotunheim's everlasting winter." Ydor answered.

"So, you were held in Asgard all these years, inside that box." Natasha said.

"It is true that your loved one has released us to our elements but a prison is a prison no matter its size." The spirit said.

"My loved one?" Natasha said taken aback.

"Prince Loki of Asgard or King Ot'mah of Jotunheim." She said.

"What do you know of him?" Natasha asked her.

"I know his past, his present and his future which isn't very clear at the moment." Ydor said.

"What do you mean?" Natasha asked.

"His voice as smooth as the water can break the strongest rock; his will strong and solid as the earth he walks upon; his passion burns him like fire; he can be gentle but also fierce like the wind and has the power of a thousand winters within him." another voice, deeper than the first said and another face appeared on the wall.

"These are the gifts we gave him the night he was born." Ydor added.

"He could rule the world" a male voice, light like the wind went through her ear. Natasha looked at them. Ok, falling for an alien prince and transporting her self into a fairy tale was completely different.

On the other hand, that was where princes were supposed to be, weren't they?

"Besides providing him with the potential of turning himself into a successful psycho, what do you want?" Natasha asked them.

"Our liberty" Boria whispered.

"The future is uncertain and liquid as water." Ydor said.

"There are things hidden from us by a great evil; if this evil succeeds we will for ever be bound to its will and the cosmos will be no longer." Gaia added.

"Thanos" Natasha said and laughter filled the air.

"Thanos is nothing." Boria said.

"You must help him succeed and bring him back." Ydor said.

Natasha looked at them carefully. They couldn't fool her just because they were magical spirits in an alien planet.

"What's in it for you? How do you gain your liberty if we save the world? You said it yourself that a prison is a prison no matter the size." Natasha said.

"She is a worthy Sigyn." Gaia said.

What was the deal with Sigyn? Wasn't she supposed to be a mythical woman or something? She wasn't Loki's wife but what was the deal with her really? Why were they calling her Sigyn?

"All your questions will be answered in time." Gaia said. Natasha frowned at her. She didn't like people reading her mind, neither an earth spirit not even Loki.

"He will find himself in a dilemma. He will need more power than the one he has in order to accomplish what he wants. We have what he wants and we are willing to give it to him." Ydor said.

"In exchange for your freedom." Natasha said but got no answer.

"Everything has a price." Ydor replied.

"Remember what we told you, Sigyn." Gaia said and the tree spirits disappeared.

Not a second later the wall on the other end of the room disappeared and two female Frost Giants got in. They wore white veils and silver jewelry.

"Natasha Romanoff, the king requires your presence." They said.


Natasha found herself in front of a huge wooden door carrying the same magical symbols as the throne room. Fortunately, her female guards had chosen to take her to Loki by foot. It had been a great distance for her but she had learned to deal with more tiring and dangerous things than an icy corridor of five miles. Of course the guards could carry her there and save all of them time but she was sure that it had been the king's orders to let her walk to him. He was really so predictable.

Now she stood in front of the big door, all alone waiting. Suddenly, the big double doors opened and she was surprised once again. The room was majestic. There was white ice on the ground creating the illusion that there was snow inside the room. There were emerald vanes onto the walls that had been sculptured to look like they were being supported by ice tree branches. The furniture was gigantic, also made of white ice and there were furs and, of course, pieces of leather, that covered some of them.

The doors closed and Natasha came out of her initial stupor. She felt so small in that room. The good thing was that there were plenty places to take cover if someone, let's say, a giant, decided to attack her. So, that brings the question; would Loki confront her as his human self or he will be the humongous Jotun King she had last seen?

"Ehehe…" his laugh filled the chamber. Suddenly, Natasha felt a strange feeling of familiarity and safety.

"Look at you, human, all alone in a foreign planet in the mercy of a savage king." He said with his deep voice but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Who is going to save you now?" he added.

"I don't think I need saving." She said trying to follow the sound of his voice. "Especially from someone who's afraid to meet me." She said trying to make him talk some more. He liked to play, so they would play.

"Ehehe… come to me then" he said and she heard a door opening. She turned around and saw a brown dot on the wall behind the giant desk. She walked towards it and rolled her eyes as she realized what it was.

"You got to be kidding me. I'm in a planet full of giants and he makes me crawl through a dog-house door." She said but she got no answer. Sighing she fell down on her knees and crawled through the door.

"Ehehe, that's where you belong, puny human, on your knees before me." He said when she emerged on the other side. Natasha looked up and saw him standing a few inches in front of her, in his normal height and royal Jotun appearance. She took a moment to swallow hard at his half naked ornamented body before she reacted at his comment.

"You can't handle me standing up?" Natasha teased him and tried to get up but she realized she was glued on the floor. Was he using his magic on her?

"I like the view" he said walking around her like a hunter does with his pray. Was she a pray? Had her feelings clouded her judgment?

In an abrupt move she was on her feet and pinned against the cold wall. The protection her suit had been giving her until then had suddenly vanished and she felt the ice burning her back.

"Soft and warm against the solid ice of Jotunheim; it makes you burn with desire doesn't it?" Loki said pressing his cold body against her. Natasha felt the cold crawling on her skin but for some reason it wasn't painful any more it was … exciting.

"You like it don't you, midgardian tramp?" he said and bit her shoulder. Natasha tried to keep her head clear. He must be messing with her head. She shouldn't be enjoying this. This was not her Loki, this was someone else.

"I would never let anyone else take pleasure on what is rightfully mine, spider." He said and the spell was gone.

"Excuse me?" Natasha said trying to catch her breath as he kept on with his ministrations.

"You are mine, Natasha, you belong to me…"

"Loki… is it really you?" Natasha asked him and he laughed against her neck sending shivers down her spine.

"I got you, Ms. Rushman" he said traveling up her neck.

"YOU SICK BASTARD!" she yelled and shoved him on the floor. "You made me think you were going to rape me! You and your savage little game King Moron of Jotunheim!" she said trapping his chest under her foot.

"I have the right to kill you now." She said pinning him with her eyes.

"Do as you wish, Black Widow, after all I belong to you." He said changing his form to his Asgardian one. Seeing his familiar face and green eyes Natasha cursed under her breath. Damn! Damn him to hell!

"I would probably have a lot of fun there too." He said getting up.

"Stop it." she said.

"Stop what?" he asked.

"Stop reading my mind; I don't know how you do it but I want it to stop." She said.

"I can not help it. You left a piece of you inside me and you took a piece of me with you. We can no longer be apart, we are bounded." He said and she looked at him with an arched brow.

"That's why you keep leaving me like a column of salt and disappearing to nowhere." She said crossing her arms. Suddenly she realized she was still naked. As soon as she thought of it she was covered with a soft, deep green gown.

"I didn't have much of a choice the first two times." He said and she realized he had covered himself in what should be daily Asgardian attire; a pair of black pants and a deep green shirt.

"Well, you surely did it the third time." She said showing the room. Having the time to look around now she realized they were in a normal size –for Loki- chamber made of blue rock and gold.

"You found me, though, did you not? You always find me." He said.

"You left me in the middle of the night in a forest in Norway with only a stupid riddle and no good bye whatsoever! After all the things we said!" she yelled.

"Is this love agent Romanoff?" he asked her smirking and caught her fist an inch away from his face.

"You're an arrogant brat."

"You are a pathetic little woman."

"Puny God" she said standing an inch from his face.

"Mewling quim." He said and crashed his lips on hers kissing her fiercely.

"I love you, Natasha" he whispered against her lips.

"I love you too, my-royal-pain-in-the-ass." Natasha said.

"That's because I like your ass."


Loki and Natasha lied on the bed covered with a heavy white fur. She couldn't believe it had happened again; actually happened this time.

It was wonderful; she surely appreciated the mind reading now. They just laid there, Natasha on his chest tracing his scars and his tribal marks that were glowing underneath his Asgardian skin due to Natasha's request.

"You want me to believe that you got pregnant by accident?" Natasha said.

"It had been more of a miscalculation. I tried to give Thor some time so I transformed into a mare to attract the stallion. It is just that the plan went a little further than I had anticipated. It was mating season." He said making her laugh hard.

"It's ok Loki, I understand." She said laughing. Loki growled and with a sudden move he trapped her underneath him.

"Do you dare doubt my manhood, woman?" he said. Natasha kissed him and arched her body towards him.

"No, my King." She said and kissed him again. Loki smiled and sat up on the bed.

"I never wanted to be king." He said.

"Do you want to tell me what's going on?" she asked him. Loki sighed and let his body fell back.

"That night, after we talked on the lake, I had a dream. It was a memory from when I was a child. When I walk up it was like every door in my mind had been opened and everything was back. Suddenly I knew what had to be done." He said.

"You were going to be king of the mountain." She said smiling. Loki returned the smile with a half heart.

"I went to Odin and I visited Laufey and Nancy to find out the truth. I found some things that surprised me, some that I already imagined but I made myself strong to follow my plan." He said.

"Do you want to share it with me?" Natasha asked him.

"Natasha, I am not Tom anymore. I am Loki and I am myself more than ever. You do not need to talk to me like I might snap, I am strong." He said. The red head smiled and kissed his chin.

"Malekith is the enemy; Thanos is just a pawn in this game. He thinks he is the puppeteer but in truth he is just another puppet." Loki said.

"Who is Malekith?" Natasha asked him.

"He is the leader of the black elves, the most disgusting and foul creatures this universe has ever known. Born from the essence of chaos and darkness they live to bring shadow upon this world. They had been trying for years, even under my father's careful eye but after all that happened with me… they saw their chance." Loki said.

"Do you know their plan?" Natasha asked him and he nodded lacing their fingers. She noted the gesture and tightened her grip.

"They wish to start a universal war. They had planed for Muspelheim to attack Jotunheim while the dwarfs would attack Vanaheim and the Cintaury would attack Midgard. Asgard would have to send help to Vanaheim and Midgard because of their alliance."

"Let me guess; they would attack when Asgard would be least protected and get into your father's vault." Natasha said.

"I never doubted your talent, my dear." He said and kissed her head. "I, however, got in the way. Knowing Thanos better than the back of my hand, I set up this little ordeal of kinship to 'join' his bloodthirsty purpose. He knew who I was and what I was capable of; with my new position and powers it was hard to resist. So I bought my self some time." He said. His voice was low and soft. Natasha remembered what the spirits had told her.

"They are sneaky, especially Ydor but she was telling the truth. I have found a way to end this madness once and for all and restore balance to the world. There is a cave here in Jotunheim that is said to keep the Hodnir, the spear of the mythic King Jotun that has the power to bend the spirits. With that I can banish Malekith and Thanos where time and space do not exist." Loki said.

"What's the catch?" Natasha asked him. Loki smiled and looked at her.

"There are quite a few; one of them is that it might take me years to find it even if I get to the cave and the other one is that I might die in the process." Loki said. Natasha caressed his palm and got lost in her thoughts. She was getting very sentimental on this and it was dangerous for everybody. She should be her tough self, the Black Widow and not some stupid girl who's afraid her boyfriend might die when the end of the world is coming.

She felt Loki smile on underneath her and she kissed her cheek. She knew he had heard her thoughts. She could hide nothing from him any more.

"I… I grew up in a fucked up world where there was no right or wrong. There was only the next mission and mother Russia. I learned to never get attached to anyone and anything and that love is for children." She said and turned around to look at his bright blue-green eyes. She remembered all those nights they spent together waking up in the middle of the night from a horrible nightmare. She remembered all the things they had been through to get there.

"For the first time in my life, I have things I am afraid to lose and it scares me to death. Loki, I don't want to lose you. We deserve a chance after all we've been through and really, there are times I think that maybe we should just step back and make use of whatever time we have; it sickens me." She said. Loki hugged her tight and tried to soothe her by rubbing her back.

"Calm down, my little spider; no one can escape their destiny. What is written has been written. I know how you feel; if it was on me entirely I would take you and your friends even away, into another galaxy to live the rest of my days. But I know that you would never do that. You would not turn your back on your own planet; So, I have decided to do whatever I can to save this world; for you." Loki said. Natasha kissed his chest and sat up right on the bed.

"Put me in. There is no way I am going to let you do this on your own. You are too arrogant for your own good." Natasha said making him smirk. The young god tried to kiss her but she stopped him. He loved it when she was in business mode.

"I know where that cave is. In the end of this week the Jotuns celebrate the new moon. Hemlock is planning to challenge me in order to retrieve the throne."

"Retrieve the throne? Wasn't he the guard that found us?" Natasha asked him.

"He's a little more than that. He is my half brother and ex-king of Jotunheim. I took the throne from his hands. Now when he appears to…"

"How did you steal his throne? How did you become king in the first place?" Natasha interrupted him. Loki sighed and caressed his hair obviously frustrated. He needed to tell her his plan and get over with it. They were in a safe room but he couldn't risk it.

"Jotunheim was falling apart and I am the god of fertility. It was very simple to just appear in a village looking like a lost beaten puppy and make them fools believe I was a wonder man. Besides you said that I could have the whole world before my feet with only batting my eyes." He said and he smirked at her. Natasha smiled back.

"It was not very difficult after that. My rumor was spread all across the realm and into Hemlock's ears. I knew he knew who I really was and he did try to expose me but no one really cared. Take the thirsty and hungry and give them food and water, they shall follow you to death, like loyal dogs." Loki said.

"Loki!"

"So to speak, but truth is that no one really cared if Hemlock was telling the truth as soon as I touched the throne. I am the first born and I have the marks of the heir. The throne is bound with an ancient spell to protect the king. I had done my research, so all it took was one tiny little finger on ice. As you saw the result is majestic." Loki said.

"I won't argue with that." Natasha said.

"Good, back to the plan now. Hemlock will ask to fight for his throne and I have the right to set the challenge."

"That will be the cave." Natasha said.

"Exactly; I will allow one companion…"

"Me"

"Yes, and we're going to get in. Hemlock is weak; he won't last a minute in there. Time stops inside that cave, so it may take years to reach the spear without us knowing." Loki said.

"That's why you took the Time Gem." Natasha said.

"You are very smart my little spider. I think together we could rule the world." He said and gave her a slow, wet kiss. Natasha broke the kiss and tried to catch her breath.

"Let's try to save it, first."


Did you like it? Please review! Next chapter will be completely about them, like a break before the war. I just decided to give them some time together before all hell breaks lose. One chapter or more... I don't know yet.