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Chapter 12

Loki took a deep breath and forced the last tears to disappear. Slowly he turned around and got to his feet. Lost in thoughts, he made his way back to the door, or in other words: the hole in the wall…

The young king looked down at the wood of the door, still lying in front of him and frowned. He couldn't just leave it like that… So he picked it up and just put it next to the door… Really, no one actually expected him to put it back where it was supposed to be… right…

Loki descended the stairs. Floor after floor… he was too far gone to notice… Suddenly, a soft sound echoed through the silent building. It was the sound of footsteps… footsteps coming up! Loki quickly changed his appearance. Just in time! A shadow appeared on the dusty floor. A small shadow, showing that someone was about to turn around the corner. Loki tried to look casual. He really didn't want any old irritating woman to start a boring and useless conversation. But it wasn't an old woman… on the contrary...

"Frigga?" Loki said in surprise before he could stop himself. The little girl, dressed in cute pink pyjamas first didn't recognize the strange man before her, but when she did, her expression immediately changed into one of pure fright! She swallowed and froze.
Loki sighed. He'd almost forgotten the events of that unfortunate night. He looked at the girl in front of him and wondered why she wasn't screaming or running or fainting or just doing something! Maybe what Jane had said was true… Maybe she was still trusting him…

Loki cleared his throat.
"Don't you have to be in bed right now?" he asked. God, it was difficult to be nice to people! Especially when they're looking at you with big eyes, ready to pop out of their faces!

Frigga shivered when she heard Loki's voice coming out of "Tony's" mouth. The young king clearly didn't bother to much with his appearance in the company of someone who knew him.

The little girl swallowed. She really didn't know what to think of Loki anymore. She just couldn't understand that someone she'd believed in with all her heart could be so … bad…

"I…I…" Frigga stuttered. She took a deep breath. The "Asgardian-part" of her was too proud to show any fear. So the little girl put up a poker face.

"I was on my way to the roof…" Frigga said. She had to try really hard not to show any emotion. Loki pulled up his eyebrows and Frigga gave up. She didn't understand how Loki always managed to keep up his poker face…

Her fear became visible again in her bright blue eyes. "I…eeeh… I always go up when I …eeeh… can't sleep…"

Even though Frigga's lie was quite believable, Loki was trained to notice them. Again he couldn't help to be impressed.

"You mean: when you have a nightmare?" he asked surprisingly kind. Frigga slowly nodded. How did he know that?

The young king smiled once more. He'd just found another thing he and his niece… well… Frigga had in common, which was – in fact – impressive since the two of them weren't related at all… But still…

Loki suddenly realised Frigga'd probably had a nightmare about him. He cleared his throat and tried not to think of that fact.

"Do you parents know you.. go to the roof?" Loki asked as casually as possible. Frigga, who didn't really know what to do with Loki's nice behaviour, shook her head. Weren't bad guys supposed to be… bad… at all times?

Loki sniggered and turned his appearance again into his own. There was no use to spill energy if it wasn't necessary. Frigga shivered.

"So…" Loki continued. "There's never been anyone who came to talk to you…"

Frigga shook her head again and the young king realised she'd probably spend a lot of time on the roof. Loki hesitated. The weirdest idea had just appeared in his mind.

"Do you want someone to listen?" he ask after a couple of seconds. Frigga frowned and automatically shook her head. She wanted to be alone! That was the point of going to the roof.
Loki smiled. He recognized that look. He'd done the same thing every time his mother came sitting next to him.

The young king took a step back and gestured that Frigga could pass. The little girl looked surprised and frowned once more. Cautiously she passed Loki. The God of Mischief lowered his outstretched arm and gestured to the stairs. After some hesitation Frigga turned her back to him and started climbing the stairs leading to the roof with Loki in her wake. When they reached the roof, Frigga immediately walked to the edge. Loki followed.

"You're not scared of heights?" he asked after a couple of silent seconds. Frigga shivered in the cold night - she should have brought a sweater – and wondered if she was going to answer. She had to admit: it felt strange… someone being here, offering to talk… She never talked! She just came up here and ordered whatever thoughts were racing through her mind.

A few minutes later, Frigga finally decided that she rather enjoyed the company. At least she didn't feel so alone…

"No, I'm not scared!" she said with a strong voice. "I'm not scared of … anything!"

Loki smiled softly. He knew Frigga was going to say "anyone"… she probably wanted to hide her fear for him…

"So… are you going to tell me what the nightmare was about?" the young king asked, surprised to hear the question coming from his mouth. He already knew the answer… She'd dreamed of him! Frigga's hesitation conformed his thoughts.

"Do people change?" the little girl suddenly asked.

Loki frowned. He didn't quite understand the question, but knowing Frigga, he was sure she knew what she was talking about. Was she referring to him? Sometimes the little girl managed to amaze the young king. After all, she was the same girl who could talk hours and hours about being a princess…

"I'm not people…"Loki finally said. He had the feeling that their conversation only existed of short questions and sentences and long pauses.

"But do they?" Frigga asked after she'd deciphered Loki's answer.

"No!" The God of Mischief simply said. He scowled. No, people, puny humans, never changed!

"Good thing you're not human then!" Frigga said with a smile. Loki opened his mouth to answer but the words never left his lips. Again he was struck back by the girl's logic. The young king sighed.

"If you want a perfect good guy, you should go to your father…"

"My teacher always says: there are no heroes without the villains…" Frigga said silently, while thinking of the endless speeches of her teacher, Miss. Jackson. The middle-aged, greying lady loved to teach her class everything about what was good and what was evil. But with the current Avenger hype, she just couldn't stop talking about the deeper meaning of the Avengers, the heroes. After all, if the Chitauri wouldn't have been there to attack the city, The Avengers probably would have been portrayed as dangerous, as potential bad guys.

Loki looked at the girl and wondered what kind of crazy teacher his niece… Frigga should have. Seriously, she was only five!

" There's a boy is my class.. his father was killed during the Battle of New York. He doesn't remember, but his older brother does. And my teacher's niece died too…"

Loki closed his eyes. The hurt in Frigga's voice gave him the creeps. He knew people had died. Lots and lots of people, but he never actually cared about any of them. One human less… who cared! But Frigga seemed hurt… Why would she care about somebody she probably never knew?

"Did you kill anyone? I mean… on purpose…"

Loki wanted to pull up his shoulders, but the fright in Frigga's voice stopped him. He didn't answer…

"And did you really kill Odin?" the little girl continued, trying to hide the fear in her words. Loki bit his lip…

"I think it's time for you to go back to bed…" he said after a couple of seconds. The young king expected her to start arguing, but Frigga just turned around and quickly made her way back to the stairs. Loki watched her and wondered if she'd run away because she was still scared of him. He cautiously followed. At the top of the stairs he looked down… Frigga'd already disappeared. Only the silent footsteps gave away the little girl running back to her apartment.

-xxx-

Silently Loki opened the front door of the apartment. He'd been standing in the hallway for at least ten minutes, staring at the big, sliver "17" shining on the door before deciding to stay. He didn't really have anywhere to go anyway…

The God of Mischief softly made his way to the spare bedroom. When he passed Frigga's room, he listened at the door to hear if she was still awake. The muted sobs gave him the answer. For the first time in years, Loki actually felt… guilty…

Back in his room, Loki threw a glare on the digital watch. 11:46 it said in big red numbers. The young king sighed and lay down on the bed. He closed his eyes, forcing himself to fall asleep, but for some reason he just wouldn't.

-xxx-

Frigga pulled the blanket further over her head. It was covered in a pattern of stars. Frigga searched the fabric bit by bit, lighting it up with her flashlight. The tears kept coming out of her eyes and blurred her vision. But, honestly, that made it look realer then it had ever done before. Again she wished with all her heart she could fly across those stars. To see all the worlds out there, waiting to be explored! But she knew she probably wouldn't get any farther then her blanket.

Again two big tears dropped on her already soaked teddy bear. Why she was crying? Frigga didn't know. There was so much on her mind, so much to cry about. Only yesterday she'd been one hundred percent sure she wanted to know the truth about… everything, but know she wished she'd never asked. Again she'd lost everything!

After four years of being teased and bullied at school, Frigga had decided that the people of this world just weren't meant to like her. Not meant to be her friends. That wasn't their fault off course… maybe they could sense she wasn't completely like them, but at the end she was still all alone. Every night, Frigga had prayed to about every God she knew, to send her to Asgard. She was sure of it! She would find friends there! There where she belonged! And then, out of nowhere, a real Asgardian came to her, doing the most spectacular things she'd ever seen in her life! But now… even Loki couldn't be her friend! Because he was a murderer! And besides… he probably didn't even like her! Why would he? No one did after all!

"People just don't like you!" Frigga muttered to herself while making the light of her flashlight dance around a faraway solar system.

But why not? she thought. Was it because she was something in between? Because she was an Asgardian but also a Midgardian? Did she belong somewhere? Probably not!

Frigga switched out the flashlight an threw it across the room. With a loud bang it hit her door. Frigga curled herself and her teddy bear up under the blanket again and wept silently in the dark. Only the pink numbers of her princesses digital clock lit up her room. It said 05:04 when Frigga woke up from an uneasy sleep because of a sudden sound coming from the room next to her's.

-xxx-

"No Loki!" Odin says in a low voice, his eyes not once leaving mine… I see sadness, betrayal, disappointment… I knew I'd messed up… again… there was just no way of doing things right! Not for him! Not if Thor was there to show off again!

I felt my fingers loose the grip on the golden sceptre I'd been holding as if it were my own, just a couple of seconds ago!

"Loki! NO!" Thor's hoarse voice echoed behind me while I fell. My eyes locked on my father's, not able to look away, even though I wanted to. I was falling, faster and faster! I was falling in space! A place where you're not supposed to fall anyway, but the black wormhole behind me was doing its work brilliantly!

Thor's voice faded away while an incredible force dragged me to my death. I slowly turned, my view was changing. For the last time I saw my brother, dangling down at the golden sceptre which would soon be his. His mouth in a soundless scream.. my name, I supposed. And my father, that lying piece of a king. No not my father! Odin! The Allfather! He was never my father! It was all a lie! My life had been a lie. Only now, while I turned my back to the people I once called family, I could see the truth. It was a shame Frigga wasn't here. The last time I'd seen my mother she'd looked at me with her eyes filled with an unbelievable amount of grief, disbelieve, betrayal and… love…. If only she were here… On the moment I was going to die…

Loki screamed and rolled out of the bed, landing on the floor. He opened his eyes and looked up at the white ceiling which was covered in the red light of the morning sun. Cold sweat shone on his forehead making his raven hair stick to his face. Also his clothes felt wet and sweaty. Loki tried to calm his fast beating heart and to get his breath under control. Oh God, he hated nightmares! Did he scream? Did anyone hear him? Loki swallowed and breathed out. He closed his eyes for a second and forced the image of that unfaithful moment to disappear. Cautiously he dragged himself back on the bed. The pillowcase and blanket were soaked with sweat, but the young king didn't really care. One look on the alarm clock made him frown in surprise. 05:21 it said. Normally he would have been up already. Probably because he fell asleep to late the night before. Actually he didn't really remember falling asleep at all! Surprisingly, the young king still felt tired. After a another sigh he closed his eyes again and pretended his mother was standing next to him, just as she used to do when he was a kid…

Slowly, the sleep got its grip on the young king and he drove off into an uneasy sleep, not noticing the two worried, bright, blue eyes staring through the tin gap of the door.

-xxx-

A soft knock on the door of his room woke the young king up. He opened his tired eyes and concluded he felt like shit, after which he closed his eyes again and let his head fall back – face down – in the pillow.

Jane slowly opened the door and looked into the room. She hadn't been sure Loki had returned.

"You don't want any breakfast?" she asked. Her eyes looked across the room. For some reason it didn't feel right. Everything looked… perfect. Loki was sitting on the made up bed, legs crossed, reading a book. He didn't even look up and Jane decided to leave again. She threw one last look on the room and frowned. Something was not right… she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Jane closed the door and walked over to Frigga's room. Just before she opened the door leading to her daughters room, she turned around again, the same frown still covering her face. Was Loki using magic? Was that what she just saw? An illusion? Why in the world would he do that? Was he really back? Could he do that? Creating an illusion, so far away from the apartment? Jane decided he couldn't. She would check up on Loki again later that day.

-xxx-

Loki groaned. He'd had more nightmares than ever before, but like always the first one had been the worst. The young king breathed out and dropped the illusion he'd put on the room to keep Jane from seeing him the way he was. He really hated it when people saw him suffer, when they saw he was vulnerable.

-xxx-

"Sweetheart? Have you seen my keys?" Jane called through the house. Thor came rushing out of the bathroom, toothbrush still in his mouth.

"Thevve on tve kipven tablve!" he said through a mouth full of minty toothpaste. Jane nodded and ran past the broken TV screen to the kitchen where she found her daughter having breakfast… quite literally… Frigga had fallen asleep with her head in her fresh bowl of chocolate cornflakes.

"Frigga!" Jane shouted. The little girl immediately sat upstraight looking around the room confusedly. She caught her mother's eye and froze.

Jane looked at her daughter in disbelieve. Frigga never fell asleep like that! Did she sleep tonight? Or had the events of the day before had more impact on the little girl then she thought?

"I'm sorry Mummy!" Frigga immediately stuttered while she was searching for a towel so she could wipe of the milk of her face. She couldn't believe she'd actually fallen asleep! On the other hand, it wasn't that big of a surprise… Only five minutes before her mother had opened her door, she'd managed to fall asleep. The whole night, she'd heart Loki toss and turn in his bed, tortured by one nightmare after the other. Good thing she didn't have to go to school today… Sadly, her parents both had to go to work. That meant she would soon be joined by Miss Lumiere, un old women who lived two apartments under them and was addicted to cats and parakeets, un unfortunate combination.

Originally she came from Quebec and she just loved to entertain Frigga with her endless stories about her late-husband, about her grandparents and their parents before, about how her family was one of the oldest in America and how they had been the first to arrive in what would be known as Quebec. Frigga was almost certain her story was far from the truth, but it didn't matter what she thought…. Miss Lumiere would always have some old photo graphs of long gone cats ready whenever she noticed she'd lost Frigga's attention. Honestly, every time the little girl heard her parents talk about their "neighbour" she always got a weird sensation in her tummy and quickly imagined her babysit turning into the talking candle from Belle and The Beast.

Again Frigga knew she was going to have a boring day full of cats and parakeets. She sighed. Now she was certainly going to fall asleep!

Jane didn't really know what to say to her daughter, but she could see Frigga was extremely tired and not looking forward to the rest of the day. She reminded herself to look for a different babysit, because even though Miss Lumiere was the sweetest lady in the world, nobody could deny her efficiency as a lullaby…

"Maybe she'll take you to the park today…" Jane said a couple of seconds later while picking up the keys she was searching for.

Frigga threw a tired look on her mother and Jane sighed. Who was she kidding… Jane softly touched her daughter's cheek and smiled before kissing her on the forehead.

Just that moment, a tired looking Loki walked into the kitchen, straight to the fridge, to get himself a coke. Jane smiled relieved. Loki was still here, whatever it was she had seen that morning, there was no reason to panic yet… All though… Loki did look rather exhausted… Jane reminded herself that she didn't know when Loki had come down during the night…. Suddenly another thought crossed her mind. Loki would be alone all day… in her house… after a fight…. One look on the state of the living room only made her fears worse… Thor, who just left the bathroom seemed to be thinking the same thing.

Loki didn't notice the sudden silence and opened up a can and sipped of the soda. He turned around and found the two parents staring at him… He sighed, he really didn't feel like talking nor listening. So he just ignored them and sat down on a chair opposite of Frigga, who was falling asleep again.

Thor walked in the kitchen. He knew it was better to leave Loki alone at the moment, especially after the fight they'd had yesterday. In fact, he was surprised Loki had returned. While thinking of what he would say, Thor walk towards the coffee machine. After he'd poured himself a cup of hot, fresh coffee, he cleared his throat and turned to Loki again, is eyes meeting Jane's while he did. Loki just kept ignoring them and watched Frigga's eyes close again while her head steadily made its way back to the bowl.

"Loki, We both have to go working today…" Thor began cautiously. His brother sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"Let me guess…" he said before Thor could continue. "You can't leave me alone… because I'll probably create a wormhole which would suck up the whole block…"

Thor closed his eyes and reminded himself not to get angry with Loki.

"I want you to come with me!" he said. Loki looked up in surprise. He hadn't really thought of any possible "solutions" but this was the last thing he'd expected.

"Thank you for the offer!" the young king said sarcastically. "But I am not going to look on your idiotic face all day!"

"Well, you're not staying here on your own all day, either!" Thor almost shouted.

Frigga, who had been fighting off the sleep during the last five minutes, suddenly got an idea. She opened her eyes and jumped on her feet.

"Daddy!" she shouted in excitement. "He can be my babysit for today! Loki can stay instead of Miss Lumiere!"

Loki, who'd just taken another sip from his drink choked and spat out the coke right into Thor's face, but the God of thunder didn't bother. Jane and her husband looked at their child.

"What?" Jane asked silently as if she was scared she'd misheard. Loki on the other hand just waited patiently, while letting his eyes jump from one person to another.

"Please Mummy! I really don't want to spent the whole day with Miss Lumiere!" the little girl pleaded, putting her hands together. Jane and Thor looked at each other, both struck back and Loki had to try very hard not to laugh. Honestly, that wasn't such a bad idea… not that he wanted to babysit, but at least they would leave him alone! Frigga could take care of herself!

"Honey…" Jane started while a million versions of what could go wrong shot through her head.

"Frigga…" Thor tried.

It remained silent for a couple of seconds and Loki decided to say something.

"I'm okay with it, if anybody was wondering…"

Loki, Jane and even Frigga looked at the young king, surprised expressions covering their faces.

"You want to … babysit…" Thor asked after another short silence. Loki didn't answer, but drank a little of his drink. Frigga took her chance.

"Please Daddy!" she begged, showing her biggest puppy eyes possible. Loki could see Thor was starting to give in.

Thor sighed. His eyes jumped between Loki and Frigga. Obviously, he didn't really look forward to having Loki and his sarcastic comment by his side all day. And he didn't think Loki was going to hurt Frigga or destroy his house… For some reason he got the idea that Loki liked his daughter…

Jane had also noticed her husband's slow surrender and quickly intervened.

"No!" she shouted. "No way!"

Thor looked at his wife, but Loki was the first to speak.

"Why not?" he asked as innocently as he could manage. "I'm out of wormholes you know…"

"Well, for starters, you blew up my home! Excuse me if I don't fully trust you after that!"

Loki smirked. "I already told you: that wasn't an explosion by far…"

"I don't care!" Jane interrupted. She didn't mean to be rude, but a unexplainable strong fear had taken hold of her heart. She couldn't leave her little girl with … Loki! For one whole day!

Loki pulled up his eyebrows. "You want me to repair it then?" he asked nonchalantly.

Jane, who was ready to shout a response again, found herself speechless. The questioning look on her face seemed to amuse Loki. The young king lifted his arm towards the ceiling and opened the palm of his hand while making small circles with his wrist. Behind him all the furniture started moving, flying and turning. Broken glass found its place again, books flew back on their shelves, the wires untangled themselves and lay on the floor waiting for someone with more knowledge of TV cables to be plugged in again.

Thor rubbed his temples and threw an meaningful look on his brother. Loki pulled up his shoulders, lowered his hand and watched Jane with a huge smirk on his face.

Thor groaned silently. He hated it when Loki showed off with his magic tricks. Although he would never admit him, at moments like this he was really jealous!

Jane only just managed to close her mouth. Frigga, who had been watching everything with the same excitement as when she'd seen Loki save her sandcastle or change appearances, clapped her hands and shouted: "Awesome!"

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