Sif stayed with me because she was worried that I was going to try something. She wasn't wrong. If I'm left alone for too long, I would've gone to the throne room and confronted Odin. Sif was one of the few people I trusted in my life from Asgard. We sat in my room and waited for anything from Thor. Something felt off with Sif, but I knew it had to do with me not being dead. I put my hand on her shoulder and told her that I was okay. She looked up at me and asked me what happened eleven years ago. I knew that she would want answers, so was everyone in the court, but it was hard to explain without talking to Odin.

"Sif I want to tell you everything, but right now, I need to talk to Odin before I tell anyone anything."

As much as she disliked my answer, but knew that I couldn't talk about the past. I started pacing around the room and holding onto the ring that Loki had given me. Sif noticed that the ring was a gold band with three green gems. It was simple, but it kept me calm when I was scared. She asked me about the ring, and I told her that Loki gave it to me during one of the last times we were together. Sif realized what happened when he gave me the ring. I asked her not to tell anyone; Loki never even told Thor. Frigga was the only other person who knew about the ring.

A few hours later, Thor came into the room and told us what happened to Loki. Odin had sent him to the dungeon. I knew that I couldn't see him until I spoke with Odin, but I needed to find the right time to do that. Thor said that he made arrangements for me to speak with him tomorrow after lunch. Sif asked him how he did that without saying that I wanted to talk to him. I knew what he had done. He told Odin that he knows what happened to me without saying that I was here.

"Clever Thunder Boy. When did you get to be so smart? Are you sure you aren't Loki in disguise?" I jokingly asked.

"Night, or should I be calling you Taylor now? Anyway, I will get you tomorrow, and I will need you to be dressed as Sif. I told my father that she would be there with me when we talk because she had a right to know that her best friend didn't die."

Thor had changed quite a bit in the time I was gone. I guess that's what happens when you fall for a girl from Midgard. I wonder how Jane is anyway. He used to be a lot like Odin, but he still had a kind heart like his mother. Frigga was always so kind and helped me and Loki sneak around Odin's back when I returned after Howard's death. Someone knocked on the door. The three of us looked at each other scared, people may have seen me, but we doubt anyone would have told Odin that quickly.

Sif went to the door, and she let her guard down when she saw who it was. I looked to see who it was; seeing Frigga standing in the doorway, I walked over to her. Frigga entered the room, closing the door behind her, and hugged me. She whispered into my ear that she was happy to see me alive. I hugged her back; the tears I was holding in since I had returned came finally. Sif and Thor left, giving me some time with Frigga to talk to her.

"Night, how are you alive? What happened?"

"Frigga, I have so much to tell you, but I need to speak to Odin first about Loki. Loki wasn't in the right mind when he attacked Midgard. I wish I could explain more than that, but I am just glad to see you again right now. Odin will not be happy when he sees me, but I need to protect Loki. That's all I've ever done. Forgive me for leaving; I didn't have much choice in the matter. Also, the name is Taylor now. At least on Midgard." I told her.

She agreed to wait for me to talk to Odin. Frigga told me that she liked the name Taylor for me. Everything was finally starting to feel like home, except I missed my family on Midgard. Tony knew I had to go and get some answers, but I still missed him. I decided to write a letter to my old friend who was taking care of my son. I knew that Heimdall would be able to get it to her. I asked Frigga for some paper and something to write with. She seemed confused but gave me what I requested and asked if I would like any company. I told her that I needed to be alone and stay here until tomorrow when Thor came to get me. With that, Frigga left me alone, and I knew that it would be a long night of waiting and not being able to sleep.

I sat down at my old desk and began writing. I hadn't written to her in a long time because I was worried that she didn't want me to see my son. I just wanted to let her know that Loki wasn't in control of his own mind when he attacked New York and see if she was okay. I wasn't sure how to start the letter, but I knew that I had to write it before Thor came in tomorrow.

Dear May,

Hello May. I know it has been a long time since I last wrote to you or Peter. Forgive me. With everything going on, I believed that you didn't want me to be a part of your lives for a while. After everything that happened in New York, I knew that I had to write. At the moment, I am on Asgard trying to convenience Odin to release Loki into my care so he could serve his time on Earth. Loki wasn't in the right mindset when he attacked. I know that Peter doesn't know, but can you tell him that someone hurt Loki. I need him to know that his father isn't actually a bad person. I'm so sorry that I am asking you to do this when I know you would rather forget that I am around. It would honestly be easier.

If I can bring Loki back, I won't bring him anywhere near Peter until I know I can. I don't think that Peter inherited much from either of us. When he was born, the healers who were with me told me that he was born as if he was a Midgardian, which for us is a good thing. May I know that you aren't the happiest with me making you take care of my son and bringing your family into this. I am grateful for Ben helping me. I wished that he was still here. I have included a letter for Peter, but you don't have to give it to him. I will tell him the truth in the letter. I don't care when you give it to him or if you ever do; I just needed to write down the truth for him. Tony doesn't know Peter's name. Luckily, if he did, he would try to find him. I also know that if he does find Peter, he won't be there because he is family; he might want Peter's help with some science stuff. Thank you so much for everything, May. I owe you a great debt.

-Your oldest friend Taylor Stark

p.s. Please tell Peter that if he ever meets Tony, not to say that he knows me because I don't need Tony knowing who Peter is to me yet. I need to be the one to tell him.

Dear Peter B. Parker,

Hey, kiddo. I know I'm using your full name; it must be serious. Well, it is. Peter, I need to tell you something, and after everything that has happened, I needed to tell you now. I am your biological mom. Your biological father is Loki. The man who attacked New York. He wasn't in his right mind. Someone was controlling him after torturing him for a long time. I wished that I had been there to protect him, but I didn't have a way of knowing that he needed me. I wish to tell you more about your father, but I hadn't seen him in eleven years because of his father. I know that you are 11, but that has nothing to do with it.

Odin wasn't a fan of mine since I had first arrived on Asgard, but he owed my mother a favor. She helped him a long time ago, and she was cashing in her favor to protect me from my father. I fear that Odin wanted to save you and me from your father, but I knew Loki would never hurt me, and I believe he would never hurt you. Odin never gave him the chance to prove that to him. Peter, I love you so much, I wish I could be there with you and tell you all of this in person, but I need to get your father out of the mess he got himself into again. He is the god of mischief, after all. I wish you all the best of luck in the world, Peter. I miss you, and I can't wait to see you again.

-Your mother, Taylor Stark

p.s. If Tony Stark ever comes by, do not tell him you know me. He will know that you are my son. He needs to understand that I kept you away for your protection.

I knew that I would have to wait for the morning to ask if Sif could take the letter to Heimdall for me. Looking around the room, I knew that I needed to try to get some sleep, but I wasn't sure if I would sleep well. All I knew was that if I could save Loki tomorrow in some way, I was going to be so happy.