Author's Note:You will want to read the first part in this series before this or none of it will make sense at all. Thanks!

Now this is going to just be my own interpretation of what Loki and Fenrir's lives might be like after the end of Room. This might be a little OOC compared to the first part since this is all from me and had no source material. Hope you all enjoy!

"I'm so excited!" Fenrir announced as he ran around the house. He was completely dressed in his new school clothes including his Bob the Builder backpack full of supplies.

"Fenrir darling, it's almost bedtime," Frigga reminded him with a laugh, watching the boy as he darted all around the house.

"Is it school time yet?! Ma said it would be so much fun!" Fenrir shouts and climbs on the couch, jumping up and down.

"Fenrir, off the couch please," Odin tells him, not looking up from the newspaper he is reading under a single lamp. "Excitement does not excuse manners."

Fenrir sighs but jumps from the couch, landing on the floor. He quickly wanders to where Frigga is sitting and leans over the arm of her chair. "Amma, I'm hungry."

"Did your mum say it was okay to eat?"

Fenrir shrugs, "She's taking a bath. It was a Gone Day today."

Frigga sighs and stands, heading to the kitchen. She quickly makes Fenrir a peanut butter sandwich using a single piece of bread. Loki has struggled the last few days leading up to Fen's first day of school but true to what Fenrir was saying, the woman had made no appearance downstairs all day.

"Why don't you go show Grandpa all of your school supplies again?" Frigga directs the boy and he happily runs off to show Odin for about the 50th time all of his stuff, his sandwich in hand. She almost feels bad for making Odin go through it again. Almost.

Frigga quickly makes another sandwich for Loki and wanders upstairs to check on Loki. She doesn't find the woman in her bedroom but bumps into her as she is exiting the shower.

"Hey mum, could you braid my hair for me?" Loki asks quietly, completely enveloped in a large robe which makes her look even smaller than she is.

"Of course love. I brought you something to eat, I wasn't sure if you had anything today," Frigga tells her and follows her into her daughter's room. "Fenrir told me today was a Gone Day?"

Loki shrugs as she sits in her chair in front of her vanity and quietly tears the sandwich into small pieces nibbling on them every once in a while. Frigga stands behind her and begins brushing the woman's black hair back away from her face. "No, I've just been in my head. I'm nervous. Were you nervous sending Thor and I to school?"

Frigga nods, "I was less nervous with you than I was with Thor. You know how your brother is." Loki manages a small smile. "The minute your father and I got in the car to go to work, I sobbed. Thor was so preoccupied with everything in the room that he didn't tell me goodbye. You, however, were much more headstrong. You were ready but somehow you knew I was upset. I remember clearly you turning to me and saying. 'Móðir, I'm sure this teacher will be good enough. There is no need to worry, I will see you at the end of the day. Love you.' You then hugged my leg and went in. It's okay to be nervous, but he will be fine."

"I know, it's just the last time we were apart... " Loki told her mum, worry filling her voice. "I'm scared and I want him to be able to be a real kid, with a real future but I'm scared to let him go. We've spent almost every waking moment with each other and I could protect him. I know it's selfish to think about myself but what if I can't take it..."

Frigga bent down so she could wipe the tears from her daughters face. Loki was looking at her through way of the mirror and Frigga gave her a smile. "You can do this, my child. I promise. You are a much stronger woman now than you were then. That woman was so scared that she couldn't give Fenrir the life he deserved and look at where you are. Fenrir is so happy and thriving, you are giving him the best a mother could want for their child. This sacrifice you have to make is worth it. Every day that the two of you continue making a life for yourself is nothing short of amazing. You aren't selfish to be scared, every mother is."

Loki said nothing in response so Frigga stood back up and finished braiding the other woman's hair back, making sure the small braid of intertwined hair isn't disturbed. She quietly watched her daughters face, making sure that the woman was alright but Frigga determined that she was just deep in thought. Frigga tapped Loki's shoulder twice to signal she finished. "Thanks, mum. For everything, I feel better I think. When you go back down will you send Fenrir up?"

Frigga nodded with a smile and kissed the woman's head. "Your father will appreciate that. I told Fenrir to show him his school supplies… again." With a shared smile, Frigga leaves and Fenrir bounds up the stairs moments later.

"Hello, Ma!" Fenrir greets softly as Loki gestures him to sit in her lap. She places her chin on the top of his head causing Fenrir to giggle

"Would you like to spend the night in here? You've been doing so well in your own room but I miss you," Loki asks, voice soft. They had converted Thor's old room across the hall and while it seemed Fenrir was doing well sleeping on his own, Loki had tossed and turned every night since. Fenrir nods so Loki sends him to get his pajamas while she slips into hers. Loki spends the rest of the night curled around Fenrir, her hand placed on his heart, the faint rhythm sending her to sleep.

The next morning goes far too fast for Loki's liking. Loki has Fenrir dressed and ready to go fairly quickly. She makes him pancakes for breakfast and lets him have as many as he wants. She eats a half of one before she thinks she might throw up. As they leave Frigga has the camera out and took plenty of pictures. Even Thor had shown up to send Fenrir off, offering to drive him in the police car but Loki had declined, much to Fenrir's dismay. She wants to spend this morning with Fenrir herself. It doesn't take much to get Fenrir in the car and pull out of the driveway, the school is less than a mile but Loki wishes this drive would take an hour.

"Nervous?" She asked, looking at him from her rear view mirror.

"Nope! Peter is going to this school too! We are in the same grade!"

"Really? I bet that is so exciting, I'm glad you will have a friend." Loki doesn't know what else to say to the boy but he seems content to spend the drive looking out the window. "Okay, my love, let's go."

Together they walk hand in hand up to the front of the school. Loki keeps telling herself that everything was okay and that Fenrir would be safe here. When they enter there are parents and kids everywhere, parting to the different classrooms. Loki carefully navigates the crowd to find which room Fenrir was in and who was in his class.

"Fenrir, look! You are in the same class as Peter! Your teacher's name is Ms. Hill. You want to go meet her?" The class group was small only about seven kids and that made Loki feel better. She didn't know how Fenrir would feel with a huge class and having so much thrown at him.

Fenrir's eyes light up and he nods. The classroom is not far down the hall, the second door on the left and Loki made a mental note of every exit. The room is fairly empty at the moment and Loki is thankful. She enters and Ms. Hill immediately greets them.

"Hello! I'm Ms. Hill, it's a pleasure to meet you…?" she asks with a wide smile, shaking Loki's hand.

"Loki Odinson. It's nice to meet you as well, Ms. Hill," Loki supplies with a smile on her face, trying to hide her worry.

Suddenly, Ms. Hill stood and nodded. Her demeanor becoming more professional in an instant. "Ms. Odinson, I was told that your son was going to be in my class."

Fenrir immediately hid his face into Loki's leg, clinging to her. Loki nodded, suddenly feeling as if the woman was judging her. She knew that it was just her anxiety flaring up but she forced herself to speak, "This is Fenrir. He might be a bit shy. But this is totally new for him. Here is some things that you might need to know." Loki handed the woman a small green notebook, hands shaking with nerves. "It has my number, my mothers, fathers and brothers numbers as well. I will be available all day if you need anything. Just in case. He's never been around a lot of other kids before so he might be drawn to you and I-."

Ms. Hill took the book and gave Loki a sincere smile. "Ms. Odinson, I promise you I will take very good care of him. I can't imagine how scary this might be for you. He will have a good time and I will personally call you if anything happens. If you want, when they are at lunch I can give you an update." The teacher made a show of placing the book on the center of her desk where it was easily accessible.

Loki smiles down at Fenrir to show him that everything is okay. "Thank you, I really appreciate it. I think his friend from our neighborhood, Peter, is in this class as well. It might help him warm up."

"He is! Fenrir would you like to help me put your name tag next to his so you can sit together?" The woman asked the boy and he nodded, Loki let him go with a pleased smile. She carefully hung his backpack and lunchbox in his designated cubby for him. She glances around the colorful classroom, the bright colors and toys all around making her feel better about leaving Fenrir. Then as other kids and parents began to file in, she knew it was time for her to leave.

"Fenrir, Ma has to go now," she told him and the boy ran over. She kneels so she is face to face with him. "I love you. I will pick you up at exactly 3 o'clock right out front where we came in. I will not be late. You are so strong and I love you."

Fenrir reaches his arms around his mum and gives her a hug, slightly pulling on the single braid of their hair. Then he reaches into his jeans pocket, pulling out Bad Tooth. "So you are with me all day, and so I won't get scared. I just pat my jeans and know. I love you, Ma."

Loki physically had to keep herself from sobbing, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She knew she couldn't make this hard on him by crying in front of him. "I love you too, my heart." She kisses him once on the forehead and sends him on his way. Loki quickly flees the classroom and doesn't stop to say hi to any of the other parents.

It wasn't until she reaches her car does she finally give into her tears. She was so immensely proud of her baby and knew he would do fine. She didn't even get to slide in before she broke down, her hands covering her face as she sobs.

"Hey, are you okay?" Came a voice from behind her, soft and understanding.

The woman immediately froze, the voice sounding vaguely familiar but she couldn't place it. She tried to quickly dry her eyes and appear strong but it didn't work. She just gave another sob. "I'm fine, thanks."

"Are you sure? Usually sobbing outside of a school doesn't really mean you are okay," the man asked, a hint of a smile in his voice.

Loki gave a slight laugh, "You are not wrong there." She finally calmed herself down enough that she was just breathing rather heavily, not crying. With a final wipe of her face on her sleeve she turns around to face the man.

"Loki?" the man asked, confusion all over his face, and then a wide smile replaced it.

Loki's eyebrows came together in confusion as she tried to place where she knew the man or at least how he knew her. He must have seen the interview or her picture on the news.

"I'm sorry… I have to go… I'm not doing interviews right now," Loki says quickly, trying to get in her car before she can even open the door the man speaks again.

"Loki, hey it's me Tony Stark, I know it's been a while… I promise I'm not here to interview you."

"Tony? Tony Stark?" Loki stops and turns around and the realization finally hits her. Tony had aged definitely since the last time she saw him, his hair greying slightly and he had a goatee. "Physics club, right? It's been a long time…"

"It indeed has," he laughs.

"What- what are you doing here?"

"Oh I was dropping off my son, it's his first day and if I hadn't noticed you I probably would be crying in my car as well."

"You have a son?"

"Well… he's not technically my son… it's a long story."

"Oh, what's his name?"

"Peter."

"Your son is Peter? Mine is Fenrir. They play together all the time."

"You are kidding me and we haven't figured this out before?"

"Peter has always been the one that shows up to our house and it's usually my mother that escorts him home. You've met her I'm sure."

"Frigga is your mother? I absolutely love that woman. It's surprising I didn't put two and two together, I remember her from high school now."

"That's been such a long time…"

Tony then paused and looked down at his watch. "Hey, uh, I have to go to work but could I possibly take you out for coffee sometime and we can catch up?"

Loki immediately froze and made a move towards her car. "Tony… I don't think that would be such a great idea. I'm sorry." Suddenly her pulse quickened and she felt her hands begin to shake nervously. "I'm sure I'll see you around with the boys."

Tony hesitated, speaking in a softer tone. He made no move to go after Loki, he's seen his fair share of what panic looks like. "Hey, we don't have to go out. Maybe we can have dinner at your house? I'll cook and the boys can play."

Loki held her breath for a second and made herself calm down. She knew Tony. She grew up with him. This wasn't Thanos. Tony wasn't Thanos .People did this all the time, reunions and such, this was normal. Loki glanced at Tony, looking him up and down once again. She would not deny the man was handsome, definitely more her type. If she had a type. Does she? Loki couldn't say.

Loki came back to reality when she noticed Tony checking his watch again. "Would you like to come over tomorrow?"

Tony grinned. "Does pizza work for you?"

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