I wake up to the sound of my alarm. Wait, my alarm!? I sit up quickly, groggily rubbing my eyes. I look around wildly. I'm back in my room on Midgard! I shake my head. Was it really just a dream?

Someone knocks on my door, then opens it. My mom pokes her head in. "Morning, sleepyhead." She says, smiling. "Did your alarm wake you?"

I check my watch. 11:00! I never sleep in this late! "My last alarm." I reply.

"Well that's what you get for staying up late reading." She says.

I smile sheepishly. I was reading last night, but in my defense, it was a really good book and I couldn't put it down. "That and strange dreams." I say, getting out of bed. It was so real...

"Are we still going shopping?" Mom asks.

I smile. "Of course, Barnes and Noble here I come!"

She rolls her eyes, then closes the door. I sigh and sit back on my bed. Was it really a dream? It felt so.. right. Even if there was nausea and endless cooking and sewing and teleporting...

"You remember your dreams very well." A voice says behind me. I spin around, my eyes wide. But no one's there.

"Hello?" I ask hesitantly. I swear that voice... it sounded like Loki.

"Look in your mirror." The voice replies.

Cautiously, I go over to my dresser and peek into the mirror. It's me. I study my reflection. Then, suddenly, my reflection blurs, and Loki is standing behind my reflection. Shocked, I stagger backwards, only to be caught by a strong pair of arms. I look up at their owner, somehow already knowing who it is.

"Loki?"

He smiles. "Yes, Cameron."

I stand up fully, leaving his arms. I turn to face him. "How.. how is this possible?"

He loses his smile. "I knew this would happen eventually."

"What are you talking about?" I ask, worried.

He meets my gaze. "When I said you aren't physically strong, I did not mean you were completely weak. Your mind, in fact, is very strong."

"And how do you know that?" I ask

He pauses, considering his words. "Because, Cameron, part of your mind is still in Asgard." What did he just say? That I'm still in Asgard? I'm about to ask what in the world is going on but he continues. "And that's a very hard thing to do, especially if you haven't learned how."

"You're not making any sense here." I tell him bluntly.

"Hmm.. okay, everything from last night seemed like a dream, right?" He asks. I nod. "Well, in a way, it was. When people dream, they send their mind off to dreamland or whatever and then bring it back. You sent your mind with me to Asgard, but you didn't bring all of it back. Instead, that part of your mind, thanks to some of my magic, is physically in Asgard right now."

"So.. you're saying my mind is split in half and now I'm in two places at once?" I ask, trying to clarify.

He smiles. "Much less than half, but yes, more or less."

"Everything that happened is real, it wasn't a dream, you're not a hallucination." I say.

He nods. "Exactly."

"Holy crap." I say, breathing out. "This is real."

"This is real." Loki repeats, smiling. "I'm glad you understand."

"Have you ever done this before?" I ask, looking at him. "With other.. humans?"

He shakes his head. "You are the first. Your mind is the strongest I've ever come across."

"Wow." I say. I start to smile. "This is actually pretty cool."

"What's taking you so long?" I hear my mom ask behind me. I gasp, and spin around to see her in the doorway.

I frantically look back at Loki, who doesn't look at all concerned. "Mom... I can explain." I say.

"You're feeling lazy, I get it." She replies, somehow not even noticing the god currently occupying my bedroom with me. "But you can be lazy in the car. Let's go" She jerks her head in the direction of the rest of the house, then leaves, shutting the door behind her.

I turn to Loki, shocked beyond belief. "Wha..." I sputter. I can't even say complete sentences right now.

He grins, enjoying my reaction. "She can't see me. Nobody can. I'm invisible to them."

I glare at him. "Why didn't you say that in the first place!?"

He laughs, sitting down on my bed. "Because your face was priceless."

I roll my eyes, then get out my brush and start brushing my hair. Even if there's a god in my bedroom that only I can see, I must keep acting as if today is a normal day. If I even breathe a word to anyone about Asgard and Loki, they're going to think I've gone crazy.

Maybe I have. I finish brushing my hair and look back at Loki. "How do I get back?"

He smiles, as if he knew I was going to ask. "Simply envision yourself back in Asgard. You will still be in Midgard, but you will be more...awake in Asgard."

"Like daydreaming." I conclude.

He nods. "Exactly like daydreaming."

"Is that how you're here?" I ask.

"In a way, yes." He replies. "Your circumstances have a bit more magic involved."

"I see." I reply. I look, at the door, worried my mom's about to come in and see me talking to myself. "I really need to get ready and change."

"Go ahead, I don't mind." He says, smirking.

I glare at him. "Seriously?"

He sighs. "Fine." He disappears, leaving me alone.

I quickly finish getting ready and walk out of my room to see my mom waiting for me. "Took you long enough." She says, but she's smiling. "Let's go, we'll stop by a McDonald's or something for breakfast."

We get in the car, my mom driving, and head off towards the mall. After stopping at a McDonald's, I decide to try to go to Asgard.

I lean back in my seat, stare blankly out the window, and let my mind drift off to Asgard.

I wake up lying down on something soft. Did I do it? Am I in Asgard? I open my eyes, letting my gaze wander around the room I'm in. This seems familiar.. wait.. those books.. I sit up, my eyes widening. I did it. I'm in Loki's bedroom. I look around some more. But how did I get here?

"Ah hem." Someone says beside me. I turn to look at them, and gasp. It's the king. Frantically, I bow the best I can.

"My king." I say.

Odin softly smiles at me. "There is no need to bow when we are not in the throne room, Cameron."

"Nevertheless, I will do it anyways, sir." I reply, smiling back. "I don't exactly remember what happened, can you fill me in?"

"I'm not sure myself." He says, looking thoughtful. "You introduced yourself to me, and then suddenly collapsed. Loki and I were both frantic."

"Loki was too?" I ask. "Where is he now?"

"Of course he was." Odin says dismissively. "He's djsajjdj."

I shake my head. Did I hear that right? "I'm sorry, what was that?" I ask, but no sound reaches my ears. I begin to panic. Did something go wrong? Am I deaf?

Odin says something, looking concerned. I shake my head again. I can't hear him. I can't hear anything. I try to read his lips, but he's speaking too fast to understand. He stands up, placing a hand on my shoulder, still saying something.

I still can't make anything out. Everything is spinning... spinning...spinning.. I black out.

I come back to awareness with a small gasp, my head throbbing. I'm back on Midgard. I glance over at mom. She's still driving, not noticing my strange turmoil. I look out the window again. Look, some blue sky! Rare to see on a winter day. How strange. I focus on the blue sky again. Was that it? Could I have somehow gotten distracted and pulled back into Midgard?

"That's exactly what happened." A voice says. I jump.

My mom looks over at me. "You okay?"

"I'm fine." I reply. "Just got a chill."

I casually glance behind me to see Loki lounging in the back seat. I glare at him. He waves. I roll my eyes, then face forward again. "It takes a lot of practice." He says, practically in my ear. I try to ignore him. "The only reason you went so long the first time was because you were asleep. Not much can distract you when you're asleep." I nod to show I get it. He places a hand on my shoulder. "Keep trying. You'll get better." His hand disappears. I turn around, only to see that he's gone.

I look out the window again, then try to visualize myself in Asgard. I succeed multiple times, each time getting a little longer, but it all progresses like it did before. I wake up, bow to Odin, who is looking increasingly more worried as time goes on, say a few words, then pass out again.

This time however, something's changed. I wake up on a hard table with a glowing diagram of my body floating above me. "Oh good, you're finally awake." I hear Odin say.

I turn my head to look at him, afraid that if I move I'll mess up the diagram thingy, but I don't see him. My mind spins. He's in my head. I immediately form a mental block between his presence and all my thoughts of why I'm here. He's not supposed to know.

"Where am I?" I ask a person standing by, trying to distract my thoughts of the face that Odin is in my head.

"You're in the healing room." A more familiar voice says, on the other side of me. I immediately turn to look at him. Loki.

I smile. "Glad to see you're finally around." I look around, still not seeing Odin. "Where's Odin? I heard him." I try to downplay that I know about telepathy, while also letting Loki know that Odin's in my head.

Loki's eyes go dark, and he looks about to say something, but then Odin enters the room , smiling.

"Here I am, Cameron." He says. I nod my head at him. It's the best I can do for bowing right now.

Loki glares at him. "Get out of her head. You don't have her permission."

Odin looks at him sadly. "And you do?" He asks. However, I feel his presence leave, and breathe out a sigh of relief.

"You have no idea what that could have done to her!" Loki's still fuming at Odin.

"I have better idea than you do." Odin replies, still calm. It's sort of scary actually. I wish he would get angry.

"Loki has my permission, sir." I speak up. "It's how he contacted me in Midgard." They both turn to me.

Odin nods. "That's what I concluded, considering Loki is not allowed to leave this realm."

I look at Loki, questioning this statement, and he nods, confirming it. "I'm glad you understand then." I say, looking back at Odin. "It was the only way."

"I was simply trying to wake you up." Odin says, to both me and Loki. "I knew I would not harm your mind."

"I trust that you would not, sir." I say. "And it might have even worked."

Loki looks swiftly at me, questioning, but I ignore him. Now, Odin is smiling.

"I'm glad it did work." He replies, pleased. "I had you brought to the healing room after the fifth occurrence of you waking and fainting."

I wince. Five times? That's pretty bad.

"However, I do believe we've come to a conclusion." He nods to one of the other people in the room, who I assume to be a healer.

The healer comes over to me. She points at the diagram above my head. "This is a soul forge. It shows your body as it is right now."

"And what is my body like right now?" I ask, genuinely curious. If this is half my mind, am I only half here?

"Very, very tired." The healer responds. "We believe it is because of the biforst. Prince Loki has told us that you were extremely dizzy after traveling through it."

"That's true." I say, feeling sick to my stomach just thinking about it.

"As you are no longer passing out, you may go." The healer continues. "I suggest getting some sleep before going off and doing something." The healer turns off the soul forge.

I open my mouth to protest, but Loki steps forward instead. "She will, of course, do that." He looks at me pointedly. "I'll make sure of it." I resist the urge to stick out my tongue at him. I came to Asgard to be his servant, not to sleep all day.

"Thank you." Odin says to the healers, then turns back to me. "I hope you recover soon, Cameron. We'll have a feast."

I laugh. A feast? Just for me? Yeah right. I get up off the bed and take Loki's offered arm. "I'll be sure to recover quickly then, sir." I reply.

Loki and I leave the room, leaving Odin far behind.