Sorry, but I the following chapters aren't written yet, so there's gonna be some time in between uploads

it's a short one, but I hope you enjoy it anyway ;)

Chapter 7

A door opened. Frigga's smile disappeared when she heard her parents walking down the hall. She quickly made her way to the kitchen before Thor and Jane entered the living room. Loki, who had no intention of giving her away put on his most bored expression possible.

Jane looker at he husband, not able to hide the slightly nervous look on her face. Thor nodded and waited a few more seconds before he started talking.

"We made a decision, Loki!" he began. "You'll stay here and you won't leave this house unless we tell you to!"

Loki sighed. "I thought we already went through this…" he groaned.

Thor ignored it and continued.
"You won't use any kind of magic or whatever you want to call your tricks… You don't talk to Frigga and if you say anything wrong against anyone…"

"Yes, yes, I know the drill…" Loki interrupted. He lifted his head from the back of the couch. "Anything else?"

"You'll be in disguise at all times! Inside and outside the house!" Thor continued without paying attention to what Loki had said.

"Wow wow, hold on a sec!" Loki interrupted again. "What happened to: you don't use any magic…"

Thor took a deep breath. Loki was getting on his nerves again. Jane noticed the potential danger and quickly took over.

"If we say you'll be in disguise at all times then you'll listen. For your information: If it were up to me, you would be on the street already!" she said harshly.

The God of Mischief wasn't impressed at all. Loki got on his feet and walked over to Jane.
"Even if I wanted to give you what you want, it wouldn't work…" he simply said. "For your information: using magic to create illusions is quite exhausting. And if you want to prevent me changing into my handsome self in the middle of New York, I propose to change your terms…"

Jane bid her lip and threw an accusatory look at her husband. He should have known that! But Thor just pulled up his shoulders. How was he supposed to know… he never studied magic…

The God of Thunder thought about Loki's words for a couple of seconds. His brother could be lying of course, but why would he do that…
"All right then… you'll only be in disguise outside the house." Thor finally said. Loki couldn't keep a smug smile of his face. That was the second time today he had managed to let Thor give him what he wanted.

"In short: you keep your mouth shut, no magic, no threads, no insults!" Thor added.

Loki smiled and sat down again.
"I'm not even here…" he said before closing his eyes and putting his head on the back of the couch.

Thor had the feeling he had to say something more, if only to make sure his arrogant brother didn't end this conversation, but he feared that it would only lead to more fighting. So the God Of Thunder just turned around and walked out of the room.

Jane sighed and made her way to the kitchen. Every piece of her body screamed that this was a big mistake. She had tried to explain her doubts to her husband, but he didn't listen. In fact it wasn't even the event in the park that troubled her. She was more worried that Loki's presence would tear her family apart. Thor wasn't acting like himself either. Jane could feel how he was trying to hide his grief for her and himself, but also for his brother.
But next to that he was furious with Loki. Jane could see the hatred and betrayal in Thor's eyes growing stronger every second. How much longer until he would break down and only God knew what would happen then…

Jane didn't want to think about it too much. Not that she could… she was too busy worrying about her little girl. Frigga was a very inquisitive girl. They could force Loki not to talk to Frigga, but they couldn't stop their daughter from talking to him…

Jane sighed again while she walked towards the fridge to get herself something to drink. At that moment she realised that she wasn't alone in the kitchen. Frigga tried to escape through the back door, but was stopped by her mother's voice.

"Frigga!" Jane called out. "What are you doing here? I thought I asked you to stay in your room!"

The little girl turned around a little too quickly.
"I… I was thirsty, Mommy…" she stuttered while her cheeks turned red.

Jane looked at her daughter. This was even worse then she thought…
"Go to your room!" she said more angrily then she meant to. Frigga quickly disappeared to her room.

Jane closed her eyes and slowly sank on the ground, her back leaning against the fridge.
A wave of panic formed in her heart. Why was she acting like this? This wasn't her?
Jane swallowed and held her face in her hands for a couple of seconds. She took deep breath and forced the upcoming tears to go back where they came from. She wasn't going to cry, no matter how scared she was.

She really hadn't mean to scream at her daughter like that. And… she hit Loki...twice … She, Jane Foster, the cool headed scientist, had actually hit someone who was already - just like Loki had said – defenceless. All right, it wasn't the first time, but on Asgard… that was differently. That was for New York, but now…
And Thor… he seemed furious. How many times had he hit his brother? Jane knew that Gods healed a lot faster than human beings, so that meant that Thor must have hit him more than once on their way to the apartment. How could she be okay with that! Even though it was hard to admit it, Loki was right… what kind of a parent was she…

Why was this happening… Why did Loki had to come down anyway! Honestly, Jane didn't bother if Loki was king or not. At least he let them live in peace…

Didn't Thor see the risks he brought on themselves… Thor wouldn't bring his family in danger like that, would he? Not after the family troubles he went through himself, right? Would Loki dare to hurt anyone? Did family mean nothing to him…

Loki sighed. It had been five minutes since both parents had left him on his own and he was already bored to death… Even his lousy life on Asgard seemed more attractive at the moment. Suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps caught his attention. Loki lifted his head to see Frigga leaving the kitchen. She quickly made her way through the living room - completely ignoring the young king – and ran to her bed room. Loki sniggered. He was starting to like this girl. She was the only one who didn't look at him like he was some damn murderer. Loki sighed. How long was that going to last? Once Frigga would know the truth, things would be different… really different…

Loki shook his head. What the hell was he thinking! What was wrong with him! He had obviously spend too much time on this lousy world. He couldn't give anything about this child… No way!

It was already nine o'clock when Jane realised it was her turn to make dinner. So she quickly baked a simple omelette and set the table. It was then that she realised she had to put an extra plate for Loki. Awkwardly she took another plate and put it, after some hesitation next to Thor's as far away from Frigga's as possible. Jane looked around the table nervously. Everything was in place. Now she had to walk into the living room to ask Loki – The God Of Mischief – if he wanted to have dinner. Jane ran over the idea inside her head. It sounded ridiculous!

Jane took a deep breath and walked into the living room. There she found Loki lying on the couch, eyes closed, feet resting on the pillows. Jane cleared her throat nervously.

"What?" Loki groaned without moving a muscle.

Jane shifted her feet timidly.
"I just… came to say… that dinner is ready."

Loki opened his eyes in surprise. He hadn't really thought about eating yet. Now that she mentioned it, the young king had to admit he was quite hungry. He turned his head so he could see Jane.

"You're going to give me.. food…" he asked awkwardly.

"Well, we can't let you starve, can we?" Jane answered, happy that she had managed to take the young king by surprise.

"Oh really…" Loki continued while he closed his eyes again.

"Why would we wanne let you starve…" Jane asked before she could stop herself. Loki smiled.

"For starters: you could get rid of me and the potential danger I bring to your family… Secondly: you're afraid I'll hurt your child or kill your husband…" Loki explained.

Jane stared at the young king in astonishment. "How did you… Can you read my mind?" she asked abruptly.

Loki laughed. "That is pathetic!" he said while fixing his eyes on Jane again. "You don't have to be able to read minds to know that… I've seen that look on my mother's face about a thousand times…"

Loki's usual grin disappeared and made place for a serious and sad look. He couldn't believe he'd just said that. Yet, he didn't really regret saying it…

Jane who had been ready to defend her idea of mindreading, closed her mouth and swallowed. Even though Thor kept blaming himself for his mother's death, Jane felt responsible too. She had never actually shared her thoughts with anyone, even Thor didn't know. He would only tell her it wasn't her fault, but Jane couldn't keep the idea that she was responsible for Frigga's death out of her head. After all, the Aether had hidden itself inside her body and Frigga had been protecting her. Jane really regretted that she never got to know her mother-in-law a bit more.

Jane had heard Thor talk about Queen Frigga lots of times. About how good she was, how smart, how strong, how courages, … but she never expected Loki, that heartless monster, to actually care about his mother… He didn't care for anyone but himself, right? Only once Jane had heard Loki talk about his mother in a carrying way. That day on Svartalfheim. Thor and Loki had been fighting over who was responsible for Frigga's death, but Jane had never been entirely sure that it hadn't been a dream. She had been in a quite bad condition, after all…

"Oh…" was the only thing Jane could say. She swallowed once more and quickly tried to think of something else, dinner for example.
"Well… I… I'll go and get the others then…" she stuttered before leaving the room.

Dinner… Loki thought. Well, this is going to be awkward…

A few minutes later Thor walked in the living room. He walked over to his brother and pulled Loki's feet of the sofa.

"No feet on the couch!" he simply said to a surprised Loki.

The young king looked up at his brother.
"Why?" he asked. For once he really had no idea what he had done wrong.

Thor rolled his eyes.
"Because you're not on Asgard anymore! If Frigga can't put her shoes on the couch, neither can you!"

Loki pulled up his eyebrows and got on his feet. What a pathetic rule! he thought while following the family to the kitchen.

Loki said down next to Thor and stared at the plate before him. On Asgard he would have had at least three different meals to choose from. The table would be covered with fruit, wine, meat… The young king started hating himself for complaining about his life as the King of Asgard. If he had just been smart enough not to trust Heimdall…
Loki looked up at the ceiling, knowing Heimdall could see him. At that moment he realised Frigga wasn't with them. The young king looked around the table.

"If you don't mind me asking, where is your sweet little daughter?" Loki asked nonchalantly.

Jane looked at her husband before answering.
"She wasn't hungry.." she said while cutting herself a piece of the omelette. Normally she would have made her daughter eat something, but after everything that happened today, she couldn't really get herself to force Frigga into doing anything.

Loki smiled and sprang onto his feet.
"Great! I'm hungry either!" he said, eagerly to leave the table. He felt really uncomfortable sitting next to his brother, but Thor grabbed Loki's shoulder and forced him to sit down again. Jane couldn't keep a slight smile of her face.

"Sit!" Thor commanded Loki.

Loki sighed. "
What happened, brother?" he asked while Jane put a piece of the omelette on his plate.
"I mean, since the first second you recognised me, you have been angry with me. Not that I don't understand… but what happened with the I keep up the cool face and tell him he's going to die if he goes against me-face."

Thor smiled while he took a slice of bread.
"You really can't think of any reason why I would hate you…" he asked.

Loki grinned.
"Enlighten me, brother…" the young king sneered while tearing a piece of bread apart.

Thor waited a few moments before answering.
"You died, right in front of me… twice… what about that…"

"Yes… you already mentioned that in the park…" Loki said while pretending to think Thor's words over.

"You are king because of a lie…" Thor continued.

"Maybe, but a good king!" Loki immediately answered.

"What about: you're a selfish piece of shit!"

Loki pretended to be taken back.
"Your language, brother. Good thing your daughter isn't here…"

Thor dropped his fork on his plate and turned to his brother.
"How am I supposed to keep up my I keep up the cool face and tell him he's going to die -face, or whatever you wanne call it, when you keep on threatening my family!"

Loki wasn't impressed. He fixed his light grey eyes on his brother's bright blue ones and swallowed a piece of the omelette before answering.
"I think you don't get it, dear brother… I'm king now. I can't even think of hurting, threatening or killing any of the citizens of the nine realms. Not without any good reason. I swore to protect every single one of them which includes your little family and… you."

Loki had trouble with saying the last word, but he knew it was true.

Thor looked at his brother in amazement. Honestly, he'd never expected to hear those words coming out of Loki's mouth, but for some reason Thor believed that his brother really meant what he was saying. The God of Thunder sat back in his chair and started eating again.
"Keeping his promises isn't the only thing a king is supposed to do…" he continued.

Loki sighed. "I didn't say that!"

Thor just ignored his brother and kept on talking.
"There're also other things like being friendly when he needs to, for example"

Loki sighed.
"Seriously!" he asked.

"Seriously!" Thor answered.

"What? You think I can't be friendly!" the young king added.

Thor looked at his brother with a meaningful look on his face. Loki didn't really know what to think of this.

"I can be friendly!" he exclaimed.

"Oh really?" Thor asked without looking up from his plate. He really liked it when Loki got angry about a stupid challenge. It made him think of old times…

"Yes!" Loki went on. "Watch!"

The young king turned to Jane and put up the smile he had been practising on the last five years. Even Jane was amazed.

"Your cooking skills aren't so bad after all, Jane. " Loki said before turning to his brother again.
"See!" he shouted. "That was friendly! I even said her name!"

Thor could barely stop himself from laughing. Loki was ready to shout something, but Jane stopped him.

"Can you two just shut your mouths for a moment! You're like two little kids! For God's sake! You both had thousands of years to grow up! "

Loki shut his mouth and looked at the woman before him. Thor cleared his throat.

"Seriously! If you don't shut up I'm going to put both of you in a separate room!" Jane continued. She didn't really mean what she was saying, but she enjoyed the looks on both men's faces. Priceless!

"Your right, honey, I'm sorry…" Thor said while he was trying to stop himself from laughing.

Loki understood Thor had been playing with him and sighed. His stepbrother kept surprising him every now and then.

I know, not a lot of exiting stuff happened... sorry about that

I just needed to write Loki's first (awkward) evening on Earth down ;)

Hope you enjoyed it! please review! :)