Thor sighed deeply as slowly he was waking from a wonderful sleep.

His body was still incredible sore, but right now he didn't really feel it. His body felt warm and heavy, but not in a uncomfortable way.

He was laying on furs, he could recognise the sensation of furs and the scent. It smelled like home.

A slender pair of arms was laying across his back, holding him gently yet firmly. A soft body, pressed up against his it was…. Wait a minute.

Thor blinked his one eye opened as he tried to piece together the wrong things here, then finally Thor managed to turn his head just enough to see long strains of dark brown hair falling down a pair of delicate yet strong shoulders. The arms were delicate and female, but firm with muscle. Thor gaped as finally he managed to see… Sifs face just behind him.

She was fast a sleep, a big smile on her sleeping face. It almost looked like she was purring.

Oh…. Norns.

What happened? Last night… They had a party. Jotunns and Asgardians had partied together as equals.

And Sif… She erhm. She was having fun with Jotunns! Sitting with them around the fire, laughing. He had seen her. She had asked if he wanted to join them.

Thor had nodded and sat… next to Sif. And they had listened to one of the Jotunns tell a story from Jotunnheim. Sif had leaned up against Thor, he had snook an arm around her shoulder.

He had looked at her face, it had been glowing in the flames. Her eyes bright, and she complimented the Jotunn and then… And then… Thor in a moment of weakness had tried to see if he could steal a kiss from the maiden. And then…

Oh boy…. Oh boy.

"Ahem."

A voice sounded above them and Thors eyes widened as he turned the other way to see a Midgardian man standing right above them and Thors eye widened by the sight of Doctor Stephen Strange. Thor sat up straight only to reveal his naked torso. He grabbed the furs and pulled them up over himself as he wide-eyed looked up at Strange.

"Am I disturbing?" Strange asked.

"Erhm." Thor halted then looked behind him where Sif were yawning deeply, then cracked open an eye looking at Thor as she smiled.

Just then did Thor realize, by pulling the furs over himself he had pulled them away from Sif and now her bare chest and all the beautiful things that came with it laid exposed.

Thor almost shrieked as he tried to cover Sif up, but then suddenly his own lower region became shortly visible and he tried to cover that up, but he and Sif had only shared one big piece of fur it seemed and it all ended up in one big mess.

And for all of this Strange didn't move which made the whole affair so much worse. Finally Thor looked up with a pretty pathetic look in his eyes.

Sif how-ever were unmoved. She leaned over Thors shoulder yawning deeply as she looked up at Strange with a smile on her face. "Good morning Doctor. I'm sorry if I was keeping Thor from you."

"Afternoon." Strange replied revealing the actual time of the day.

Thor blushed deeply as he finally managed to collect the fur around himself and Sif. "Can… Can I help you?" he asked.

"I thought you ought to know." Strange said. "That you still have a minor skull fracture. Your left eye socket has yet to heal and you have numerous brushes on the outside and inside. You should not participate in any unnecessary physically demanding activities at this time."

Thor blushed as he looked down.

"Forgive me, I was the one who led him on." Sif then said still somehow sounding like a purring cat. "I promise, I'll make sure he'll be kept in line until you say it's okay." her hands on Thors chest though really suggested otherwise.

Strange rolled his eyes. "That isn't why I am here though." he snorted. "Do you want a few minutes to get dressed?" he asked.

Thor nodded a bit abashed.

"Be quick then." Strange asked. "I do not appreciate it when people waste my time." he stated as he turned around and walked out the tent.

"Heh, what a bundle of joy." Sif commented as she let go of Thor and sat up.

"Heh." Thor blushed as Sif stood up not carring there were no furs to cover her any more and she was wearing…. Absolutely nothing.

Thor tried not to look. But it was hard. It was really hard.

Then Sif bowed down to pick up her armour to finally put it on, and Thor reached for his own clothes, dressing himself while trying to give Sif privacy… Even though she didn't look like she cared. At all.

Finally they were both dressed and Thor cleared his throat. "Erhm… So erh. This means." he halted.

Sif looked at him. "It means what-ever you wish for it to mean." she said. "I am here to serve you, no matter what. And what-ever you decide, I shall continue doing so."

Thor blinked clearly confused.

"I wanted it." Sif informed Thor. "And to me, it was a wonderful evening and an even better night! If that is all it is, I am still glad." she smirked at him. "Just for one night, you were mine. That cannot be taken back." she winked.

"Oh.." Thor blinked. "I was yours?" he asked.

"Aye." Sif grinned. "You were mine King Thor. And mine alone." She put two fingers to her own lips kissing them, and then pressed those two fingers towards Thors lips before letting go, she blinked one time and then strolled out, her voice sounding from the other side. "All yours Doctor!" then she was gone.

Thor was left inside slightly touching his lips, then smiled as he shook his head while Strange finally stepped inside looking just as sullen as before.

"I'm sorry Doctor Strange." Thor apologized.

Strange snorted. "I am a Doctor. I have seen everything worth seeing on the human body, inside and outside. I don't care. I just don't like my time being wasted."

Thor nodded. "Sorry." he said again. "How can I help you."

"Well. Doctors protocol again. When a patients condition is changing, nearest family must be informed." Strange sighed.

Thor looked up. "What?" he asked. "Loki?" at ones his entire demeanour changed. "Loki! Is he?" he didn't even dare.

"His body is… continuously healing." Strange said.

"Then… What's the issue?" Thor asked honestly scared.

Strange sighed. "How much do you know of Astral projection?" he asked.

"Erhm." Thor halted. "It's that thing Loki needs to do when sending projections right?" he asked.

Strange sighed. "Basically think of it like this. A human is made out of two basic components, we have the physical self which is our body and our conscious self which is our thoughts and perception."

Thor nodded. "I understand."

"Right." Strange nodded. "So, what astral projection is is removing your conscious self from your physical body thus bypassing the limitations of the body."

"Makes sense." Thor continued nodding.

"Our body though is needed to anchor us to this physical reality. If a conscious is away from the body for to long or wanders to far away. They can get lost! Or slip into another reality entirely. And then even if the body is fine the conscious will be lost to who knows where!"

"Okay…" Thor nodded slightly wide-eyed.

Then Strange closed his eyes as he sucked in a deep breath and finally looked up. "Lokis conscious has left our planet."

There was silence, absolute silence. Thor looked at Strange, Strange looked challenging back at him.

"What?" Thor asked.

"I don't know where he is!" Strange exclaimed. "I told him that if he stayed away from his body for to long I would drag him back and chain him down personally. Now he's gone, from the planet!"

"WHAT!" Thor shouted then groaned as he looked up. "Loki whyyyy?" he asked.

"I take it this isn't an unusual thing for him to do?" Strange asked.

"Nooo." Thor groaned. "In fact now that I think about it, of course he was gonna do it. I should have warned you so you could stop him. Norns." he rubbed his face. "Why Loki why?" he asked again.

Strange sighed. "Forgive me Thor. As things stands now, we can do what we have been doing for his body. But I can't do anything to get his conscious back when I don't even know where it is."

Thor sighed deeply. "So ones again we just have to hope that Loki doesn't get himself killed." he groaned. "I should have know. You can't control the god of Mischief. It's impossible. He will always… always do that one thing you didn't expect him to do!"

"If his conscious returns I'll inform you at ones." Strange promised. "I'll wrangle him down and bind him to his own body if I get my hands on him." he muttered.

"I would love to see that." Thor admitted. "Loki… What are you doing?" he asked hopelessly.


"Great…" a big giant groaned as he was woken from his slumber. "Now ghosts comes to haunt me to."

Loki pouted. "I need a weapon able to penetrate the skin of a Titan!" he stated.

The giant glared at Loki. "And how is a ghost even going to wield such a thing?"

"It's not for me." Loki stated. "It's for Thor the King of Asgard! I am asking you to make a weapon fit for a king and able to penetrate the skin of a Titan."

Slowly the giant turned around, the entire ground seemed to rumble as he moved, as if he was part of the mountain itself. "A worthy cause." he admitted. "But alas my forge has become cold as ice. How do you intend to fix that ghost?" he asked.

Loki turned to the ones mighty Forge which was indeed dead and cold then he seethed. "I'll figure something. I made it this far! HEY!" he looked up. "A deal, I'll make your forge work and then you'll create the weapon I asked!"

The giant nodded. "A deal." he said. "I'll be curious to see a ghost try."

Loki seethed. It was true, in his current form he couldn't do anything. He couldn't touch anything. He needed hands, strong hands. He closed his eyes to see if he could feel any life forms and then felt it, a small ship just passing by not far from them.

In an instant Loki transported himself to inside the ship where he looked up. "Hey, would you like a job!"

"WHAT THE HELL!" A Midgardian whom had been holding a sandwich jumped in shock, next a Racoon jumped up.

"How did you get on board my ship!" The racoon shouted.

"Hey it's my ship!" The Midgardian objected.

"I am Groot!" A tree like thing commented from its seat.

"QUIET!" Loki demanded and they all did. "Do you want the job or not?" he asked.

The Racoon frowned as he looked up at Loki. "How much ya paying?" he asked.

And Loki grinned from ear to ear.