Pairing: Thor/Loki (I bite my thumb at you, sir)

Rating: M

Word Count: Don't know and don't care

Summary: During a war, Thor meets slave boy!Loki who's hurt and takes him to Asgard because he can't fix broken bones. After he's healed, he doesn't wanna take him back, so he keeps him in his room to try and hide him from Odin and…other peeps. Other stuff happens too. AU, Mpreg, umm…yuss.

Warnings: All is revealed -strips naked-

Don't own Thor movie obviously. If I did…yeah, let's not go there.

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Chapter 36: Back to Normal?

Loki didn't know exactly what to expect when he would arrive in Asgard, what Odin would have planned for him. What he did know was that despite the fact that he was raised in the Asgardian palace, he would not be given leeway for everything he had done. As soon as he and Thor appeared in the Observatory, they immediately made their way to the throne room. Loki did his best to not acknowledge Heimdall, seeing how they were not on the best terms as of late.

When they entered the hall, Odin was seated upon his throne, as Loki predicted he would be. He wanted to flaunt his superiority, appear high and mighty above everyone. The All-Father's advisors and several high-ranking nobles were gathered on either side of the room as well. Of course they would want to watch him be punished, humiliated.

Loki refused to look at Odin, knowing there would be an expression of false affection on his lying face. He just wanted this to be over with. No ridiculous speeches or prolonging his sentence. He was tired and his body hurt after being thrown around like a rag doll. And he also wanted this gag removed because it reminded him of the last time he had his voice taken away. But Loki knew he would not get what he wanted. He had never been so lucky.

Loki had been so caught up with his thoughts that he didn't realize Odin had been speaking for some time. He was probably rambling about how he still thought of him as a son and he would always be accepted by the people of Asgard. There was no point in him wasting his breath. Everyone now knows what he is, about his true parentage.

"-but just as with Thor and his banishment, you must receive the appropriate punishment. There can be no favoritism regardless of your upbringing."

'So I am to be banished. I suppose it could be worse.'

"Loki Laufeyson, for your crimes of treason, genocide, and enslavement, I, Odin All-Father, enforce such terms: I take from you your power, and your memories. And from this day forward you are banished from Asgard."

All Loki could do was stare at the floor in shock. It wasn't like he could say anything. He hadn't anticipated something this harsh. Perhaps his magic taken away and being imprisoned, but all of this? He jumped slightly when Odin struck Gungnir against the floor and the sound echoed through the room. What felt like an earthquake shook the foundation and a bright light began forming behind him.

"Let him go, Thor."

The blonde's head snapped up to look at the All-Father so quickly there was a faint popping noise in his neck. The expression of disbelief was almost adorable, if Loki was honest with himself. But he had more important things to worry about at the moment.

"Why all of this? Surely such a punishment is much too severe! Even though it does not seem so favorable either, imprisonment would be preferable! Would it not? And I would look after him myself! At least allow him to stay here."

Odin gave Thor a pointed look before Thor reluctantly allowed Loki's arm to slip from his grasp. He kept his head down as he took a few steps away, looking very much like a kicked puppy.

Loki looked behind him as the light got brighter and it made an oval shape, crackling somewhat. He knew it was the portal that would take him to whatever realm the All-Father was planning on sending him to. He was wondering whether the gag and chain would be removed beforehand, but he got his answer when he was yanked backwards into the portal by an unseen force.

The sensation of falling for what seemed like an eternity washed over him, and it was all too familiar. He hated this feeling, and he only hoped that he landed in a better location than last time. Then there was a sharp pain in his head and it felt like his brain had turned numb. He was losing awareness of his surroundings and for some reason had trouble remembering what he had been doing a few moments ago.

He was about to voice such thoughts aloud when he discovered the mouthpiece, and when he tried to pull it off it only caused him pain. He also saw the manacles and wondered if he had done something wrong. His trip was coming to an end when he noticed what looked like rocky soil beneath him. But because he was falling at such a fast rate, he didn't get the chance to brace his landing before his entire right side made impact with the ground, resulting in a dislocated shoulder.

Loki woke up with a gasp, reaching up and clawing at his right arm and shoulder to see if anything was broken. He let out a sigh of relief to discover that he was uninjured and tried to get his breathing back under control. It was then he noticed a thin hand clutching his right one. He slowly lifted his head to see Frigga sitting at his bedside, gazing down at him with tears in her blue eyes.

"Mother?"

"Oh Loki, my boy. My sweet boy," Frigga said as she drew him into an embrace.

"I remember what happened to me," he muttered into her hair after awhile.

She slowly pulled away from him, folding her hands in her lap. After releasing a shaky sigh, she nodded her head.

"Everyone does, now."

"And Thor?" When Frigga turned slightly to look over her shoulder, Loki noticed the figure on the bed next to them. "Oh."

"He did not sleep for very long and insisted on waking you to see if you were alright. The Healers finally had to force a draught into him so you would not be disturbed." This reminded Loki of the times he had left his room at night and Thor would run through the halls worrying about him He had to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from smiling; he had no reason to smile at the moment. "How are you feeling?"

"Angry. Confused. Tired."

"Well, perhaps I should let you rest some more."

"No. I don't…" He looked down for a moment, trying to find the right words. His brain must be really scrambled if he was having trouble with thinking of an immediate response like he had always been able to. "I don't want to dream again."

"Alright. Would you like me to bring you something?" Frigga asked, petting his hair gently.

"Just some water would be nice. Thank you." This seemed to satisfy her and she nodded. "Although, I must ask something. Has he been here?"

"No. I knew you would not want him here, so I specifically asked the Healers not to grant him entry."

"Hmm, that's surprising. I figured he would at least visit Thor." Loki could tell that it was also because Frigga was angry with her husband for everything he had done to her family.

"Thor would probably throw a few punches." Loki was unable to hold back the laugh this time. "I shall return soon.," she said, pressing her lips to his forehead before rising from her seat and leaving his bedside.

Loki's gaze followed her until she disappeared through the closed doors. He turned his attention towards the ceiling before he decided he should try and sit up. He had managed to prop himself up on his elbows when he heard a groan to his right. He looked over at the other bed and saw Thor with a contorted expression on his face, and he appeared to be having trouble stretching.

"Good morning. Or is it afternoon?"

Thor turned his head slightly towards the person speaking to him and his mouth fell open. He then tried to turn over on his side but was finding it difficult.

"Loki, you're awake. I was worr-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence because he suddenly found himself on the floor. He had tried too much. Thor's expression turned into a scowl because of the laughter coming from Loki's lips, but it couldn't be seen since he was face down.

"Now you know how it feels. Or should I say doesn't feel?"

"Very funny. Help me up, would you?"

"Yes, of course. Anything for you." The rustling of sheets signified that Loki had gotten out of the bed and Thor felt a grip on his arms. "You could at least try to be useful, you deadweight."

"I can't move, Loki. You don't eat, so you were a lot easier to carry."

"You're right. At the time I didn't eat."

"Sorry."

After a few more moments of struggling, Thor was finally able to get back into bed. He decided not to try and move anymore. Loki agreed that was a good idea.

"So, Mother has been here, I know that much. But has anyone else? Your friends?" Loki asked.

"I am uncertain. They had their memories altered as well, so perhaps they too are resting."

"Perhaps."

"I still cannot fathom his reasons for doing this. Nor how he did it. This is all so strange," Thor murmured.

"Thor, I am pregnant with your child. I don't think this could get any stranger."

"You never know."

"Don't. Say that. Ever."

"Sorry…wait, you're pregnant?"

"Why do you think I've been so grumpy lately?" Loki hissed. He had to resist the urge to roll his eyes when Thor didn't respond. "I should have known your puny brain would not be able to absorb so much information at once."

Thor emitted a growl and narrowed his eyes. He should have known that now with Loki's memories back, he would be the victim of insults to his intelligence. His features then softened somewhat and he looked up at the ceiling.

"Do you regret it? What we did?" When Loki didn't respond, Thor turned his head to the opposite wall as if he would be able to pretend the other male wasn't really in the room.

"No. I don't regret it."

That made sense to everyone, right? RIGHT? I hope I didn't make people OOC or anything. I just wanted to add a little comic relief in there because reasons. Oh yeah, and Mama Frigga's still a badass.

Oh, those poor sons of bitches on AO3. They're leaving comments expecting me to post a new chapter. Haha. Yeah right. (By the way I only have 24 chapters on that website ehehehe.) Thor and Loki haven't even gotten to the fondue~ yet. The only reason I'm not deleting my account there is because I subscribed to some really good unfinished stories. And now you know.