Author's Note: This is a short, somewhat sad chapter. I had the idea a long time ago that one more tragedy should happen. I promise the next chapter is happy, a big collage of one shots that I kept thinking of and are pretty short.

Big sad.

"We the jury find the defendant, Mr. Thanos Titan, guilty on all charges."

Loki immediately feels a wave of relief wash over her. She stands to see the man who once imprisoned her for seven years of her life be handcuffed again. There are cheers all throughout the courtroom. The judge is saying something to them all but there is a loop of "it's over, it's over, it's over" running through her head.

"Mama! I'm scared! Don't let me go yet..."

"You're alright, Fenrir. I promise. You got this, okay?" Loki tells him as she runs behind the boy, barely keeping up as he pedals down the street. She isn't holding onto the seat at all, just keeping up with him until Fenrir gains a little confidence. She slows her pace a bit to see if he will go further without her but just as she stops, Fenrir turns around to look at her and the bike tips, sending Fenrir to the ground. Immediately the boy starts to wail.

"You let go! I crashed!" Fenrir cries at her, holding his knee. Tears stream down his face.

"Let me see, baby," Loki said, crouching down next to him. "You tipped because you turned to look behind you. You were riding all by yourself for a few minutes there, I let go."

"Ouch," Fenrir whimpers as Loki inspects the scrape.

"You'll be alright, it's just a scrape," Loki smiles. "There's not even any blood."

"I'm done, Ma. Don't like riding bikes anymore."

"Fenrir, you were having so much fun before you fell, don't let this one time ruin it for you."

"It hurts me."

"Yes, but each time you fall you learn something. Now come on, you have to at least ride your bike home. I'm not carrying you or your bike," Loki told him and stood, offering her hand to her son. He looks at the bike and then backs up at her. For a second she believes he's not going to get up or touch the bike so she places a gentle hand on his cheek. "You are so strong, baby. A little scrape? That's nothing."

"What if I fall again?"

"Then I will pick you up and we will try again."

"Promise?"

"Promise," Loki smiles and Fenrir nods, picking up his bike again. He carefully gets on and Loki holds it until he's properly seated. She taps his helmet. "Ready? Remember, keep your eyes forward, watch where you are going."

Fenrir nods and begins to pedal once more. Like before, Loki stays with him for a while and then let's go. She stops and can't stop grinning as Fenrir continues. He's still a little wobbly but he makes it halfway down the street before he stops and falls again. Loki hasn't even reached him when he gets on and heads back towards her, a smile spread across his face.

"I did it!"

"You did it!" Loki can't help but cherish this moment, something simple and fun after the craziness of the trial now concluded. She goes to help Fenrir untangle from the bike, helping him stand up and get on once again. This time he's got the hang of it and cruises up and down the street happily, moving to the side when Loki warns him of cars. Loki's phone rings in her pocket.

"Thor?"

"Loki, where are you?"

"I'm at home, why?" Loki asks but her attention isn't really in the conversation as she watches Fenrir attempt to turn around, grinning when he completes the turn. "Good job! Watch out for the curb!" Thor says something in the phone and Loki doesn't catch it.

"Loki! Did you hear me?"

"What? What did you say?" she asks.

"Mom called me about an hour ago. Dad is in the hospital. He was in his study and unresponsive. An ambulance picked him up and arrived at the hospital at the same time I did. Don't know much more than that. Can you get here? I fear Mother might rip one of these nurses heads off. She isn't listening to me."

Loki's heart stops for a moment, worry filling her. "Yeah, I'll get a hold of Tony and we will be there in an hour."

"It'll be alright, Lokes. Bring Fenrir, won't you, he will keep mother busy."

"Okay, see you in a bit."

"Bye, sister. Love you."

"Love you too." Loki immediately can tell her brother is worried. Usually there phone calls are more casual but it's only when either of them need to hear it when they end with 'I love you's.

Loki beckons Fenrir in, "Come on baby. We have to go now. Time to put the bike up."

Fenrir whines but listens. With a bit of struggle, he manages to get off of his bike and push it up into the garage. Loki quickly loads them into the car and backs out. She can feel her hands tighten on the steering wheel as they begin their drive.

"Where are we going?"

"Grandpa is sick and is in the hospital. He's fine, we just need to go there and help Amma while Grandpa gets better," she explains. Fenrir's eyes go wide but he nods and settles into the few coloring books he has in the back seat. She immediately dials Tony once satisfied that Fenrir is occupied.

"Lokes?"

"Anthony, sorry I know you are at work, is it okay to talk?"

"Of course. What's up?"

"I just got off the phone with Thor, apparently my mother found Odin in his office unconscious. Fenrir and I are heading to the hospital right now."

Loki can hear Tony pull away address others in the room and cringes when it sounds like an important meeting she just interrupted. He finally comes back to the phone. "I'll meet you there."

"Tony, you don't have to… everything is fine."

"Of course I need to be there. Pepper has Peter for the day."

"Thank you," Loki tells him, voice not hiding her relief.

"Of course babe."

"See you in a bit, I suppose?"

"Yeah. Love you. It'll be alright."

"I know. I love you too."

The remainder of the trip to the hospital is quiet. They get lucky and avoid traffic, making it there faster than Loki had expected. Loki texts Thor to meet them in the lobby.

Once inside Loki is reminded of her hatred for the smell of this hospital, it is the same one that she and Fenrir were brought to almost two years ago. Fenrir clings tightly to her arm, asking to be picked up. She can tell it makes him nervous too. The antiseptic smell is stronger in this wing and she has to refrain from turning around and leaving.

"Loki," Thor calls out. He walks over to his sister and Fenrir immediately scales his way up into Thor's arms which Loki is thankful for. He's almost too heavy for her but her brother seems to have no problem being treated like a jungle gym.

"Have you heard anything else?" Loki asks as they walk.

Thor shakes his head. "Nothing. Mother has gone to ask again. This is only the 37th time. Other than that, everything seems to be okay."

"Where is she?"

"Third floor."

Loki nods and follows her brother to the elevator. It's a quiet trip, neither knows what to say to each other.

"Loki? You are here! Good, your brother has been terrible company."

"Mom!"

"Well, it's true," Frigga says as she wrings her hands together. A nervous tick that she and Loki share. Loki crosses the space between them before pulling her into a hug.

"Still nothing?"

"No, I'm afraid not, dear."

Frigga lights up a bit once she sees Fenrir. She holds her arms out and the boy is then shifted into her arms. "What happened to your knee baby?"

Fenrir, now awake grins. "I learned how to ride a bike today! I fell but it's okay. Doesn't hurt."

"That's my boy! Grandpa will be so excited to hear that!"

"It was so cool, I enjoyed going super fast."

"I bet you did," Frigga laughs and takes Fenrir over to the seating area. Loki is positive that Frigga has a few books and coloring stuff that will keep them both busy for a little while.

[Three Months Later]

"Loki?"

"Hi, Papa."

"I've not heard that name since you were a child," Odin whispers and Loki watches on as he struggles to catch his breath. He's deteriorated in the last 24 hours so much Loki has a hard time recognizing the man.

"I know, I'm sorry."

Odin nods and pats the bed next to him.

"I'm scared," Loki tells him as she perches herself carefully on the edge of his bed. Odin looks breakable and Loki never thought that possible. It's a harsh sight to see. This room at least is a lot more luxurious than the last one and Loki has no doubts that her mother had a say in him being moved here. The horrible smell is faint but Loki's spent enough time here in the last few months that she's grown used to it. There are all kinds of tubes hooked up to the man. Odin narrows his eyes at her before patting the space next to him and Loki is careful not to move too much as she lies next to her father. She feels almost like a small child again, and part of her wants to close her eyes and pretend. She's reminded of a time when Frigga would invite Loki and Thor in bed for movie night. Loki remembers Thor spilling the popcorn everywhere. She remembers Odin grumbling as he picked popcorn out of his beard. It was a time when none of them fought, many years before Loki would climb into a truck with a man who would ruin her life.

"Of what?"

Odin's voice makes her jump a little bit. "I'm scared because you are going through major surgery tomorrow and I won't be able to be here," Loki pauses. Her voice comes out a whisper. "I found out I'm pregnant."

"My child, this is good news yes?" Odin asks and Loki can hear the excitement in his voice.

"I don't know. I think it will be good news. Anthony will be over the moon."

"I am sure that he will be. He's a good man and you both are lucky. He has a strong soul with a heart to back it. Any person can see that he would do anything for you and the family you have made. I like him."

"Thank you, papa. Anthony will appreciate those words. Your approval-

"Loki. I want to apologize to you." Odin cuts her off.

Loki's breath catches in her throat. Loki would be a fool to not acknowledge that the two of them have always had a very complicated relationship, before and after Loki's kidnapping. Before, the two of them were in a decade long tug of war for power and approval. Loki used to want nothing other than Odin's approval but Odin had set his sights on sending Thor to law school. Loki had once dreamed of following in Odin's footsteps. She had excelled in classes where Thor had struggled, she had been first in her class. Nothing had ever been enough it had seemed. Neither of them has ever really apologized, it had just been a mutual understanding that they weren't going to talk about it.

"Loki, I'm sorry if I ever treated you secondary to your brother. Or never told you that I was proud of you. Those years you were missing were the worst of my life. I feared I would never get to tell you these things in person. I regret-"

"I… it's alright," Loki responds. "I forgive you."

"That's all I need to hear."

"I want to apologize, too," Loki whispers quietly. "I'm sorry I have put you and Móðir through so much pain and suffering. I was so horrible to you for many years. That day, those things that I said before I left for school…"

"Fuck off, asshole," Loki screeched as she threw clothes into her backpack, along with her laptop. She wipes tears from her face before throwing her door open and descending the stairs. Odin was right on her heels.

"Loki, I've had enough of your attitude. You will not speak to me like this. This is ridiculous. Thor has never-"

"I don't give a shit about what Thor has done, Father. If you think Thor has never done anything wrong, you are a fool. Thor is an idiot and who do you think helps him pass half of his classes? Hmmm? I make a single mistake and you jump down my throat meanwhile your son could get into a fight and you act like nothing happened. He's an arrogant asshole! No wonder you favor him, father like son, huh?"

Loki turns and can see her brother standing in the hall, eyes wide and full of hurt. Right now, she doesn't care about his feelings.

"Loki," Odin growls. "You are grounded, get your ass back up in your room!"

"No, I'm done. I'm sorry I'm such a shitty kid, sorry I never lived up to your expectations that you didn't give me a chance to reach. I work my ass off every damn and for what? Just to fall short every fucking time? I fucking hate living here. I hate you so much." With that Loki, storms out and slams the door behind her.

"Loki. It will never be like that again. You and I have so much to regret regarding each other, but I am ready to let them go if you are."

"Of course. I think it will be best." Loki glances down at her stomach and rests her hand upon it. Odin rests her hand on top of hers.

"She will be just as beautiful as her mother."

"She? Papa, there's no way you can know-" Loki chuckles and turns to find that the man has fallen asleep. She gives herself a moment to sit and reflect on what he has told her. Her hand falls to her stomach and believes that perhaps her father is right. "See you tomorrow, Papa," Loki whispers and stands from the bed to kiss Odin on the forehead and leave. For now, the baby will remain a secret.

"No no no no no no, please god no." Loki can hear her mother wail from somewhere off to her right. Thor has collapsed in a chair to his grief. Loki, she goes numb and a piercing sound seems to echo through her brain. She quickly stands and grabs Fenrir's hand, knowing that he has no idea what has happened.

"Momma? What's wrong? Why is Amma crying?"

Loki fights through the sadness that wants to overcome her. "Sweetie. Remember when I told you that Grandpa was sick and the doctors here were going to try to take out the sick from his brain?"

Fenrir nods, eyes wide.

"Well, the doctors tried their best but the sickness… the sickness was too strong and Grandpa couldn't fight the sickness anymore. So he's uh, he's gone to heaven," Loki explains, trying to keep her emotions in check. She had managed to find a relatively secluded part of the waiting room, hoping to eliminate overwhelming Fenrir more than she already has to.

"Grandpa died? Is he pretending to be dead like I did?" Fenrir asks and Loki can see him trying to cling to any sort of hope.

"No, sweetie. It's not pretending this time. I'm so sorry, baby," Loki tells him and can't keep back some of her tears

"I don't want Grandpa to go to heaven, Ma. He needs to stay here with us!" Fenrir protests through his tears. "It's not fair."

"It isn't fair at all Fenrir. I'm so sorry. I wish there was something I could do, but I just know Grandpa loved and cared so much for you. I know you feel sad and that's okay. I do too. So do Amma and Thor."

Fenrir doesn't say much else, instead, he chooses to climb into Loki's arms and hide his face into her neck. She can feel his hot tears against her skin and kisses his head. Her own, falling down her face. "Is it alright if we go back? I want to make sure Amma and Uncle Thor are okay."

Fenrir nods his head but doesn't pull away from her, so Loki stands and adjusts him as well as she can in her arms.

"Oh, Loki. I'm so sorry."

"Modir. I'm sorry too."