((Author's NOTE: The song used to write this ch was "Hold Me Now" by Red from the album "Release The Panic". I used many of the lyrics at the end of this ch. Enjoy 3))

Loki silently laid upon the bed in the healing chambers of the palace. He was cuffed tightly to the bed, in the case he should wake and flail about, hurting himself or others. Frigga sat on the bed his bed looking upon his face in worry as she cleaned him up. A silent knock came to the door. "My Queen, you called for me?" Sigyn stood in the entry way, but did not move inside.

"Yes Lady Sigyn, I have called for you. I fear I need your help." She looked upon Loki again and then back with fresh tears streaking her cheeks, smearing her makeup, but not taking away her great beauty. Sigyn looked and saw who the great queen wept over. The lost prince. Shock came over Sigyn, but she tried not to show it as she walked forward timidly.

"What is it that my Queen should need my help with?" She figured it had to be with Loki, but of what she did not know of. She had been hidden away in the library since Loki's fall into the abyss and had mourned him. During this time she had met her dear Theoric. He helped her and eased her in her lose and soon she had fallen in love with him. Theoric had known that Sigyn had loved another, but never had spoken to him and in the end she had lost her chance and her love all at once. Seeing Loki lying there, looking pale and weak, her heart nearly jumped from her chest and into her throat.

Tears urged their way to the surface, but Sigyn pushed them away and hide them as she looked from Loki and upon the Queen again. "My dear Sigyn, my son is ill, he is unable to heal this on his own. You a master of healing are the only one that can help. The Other has taken his mind and will not let it go." Frigga spoke squeezing her son's hand. "I have placed a mild sleeping enchantment until you are able to rid him of this ailment." Nodding, Sigyn came forward and began to look Loki over. "I will do my best my Queen."

"Loki!"

Loki's head turned looking for where the voice came from. He had come to the shore line to read as he listened upon the crashing waves of the seas of Asgard. He grinned slyly spying the owner of the voice. Loki closed his book spying Thor below. Quietly he came down from his perch in a tree nearly landing upon Thor.

"BROTHER!" Thor looked of fright as Loki landed beside him.
"Thor?" Loki chuckled as he held his spell book at his side and placing a hand upon Thor's shoulder. "Do not look so surprised." He laughed as Thor soon grinned. "Yes I should have known you would hiding high up. You do love your perches so." He chuckled himself as he gripped Loki's shoulder. "Mother calls for us. She and father wish for us to join them for dinner."
Loki's grin widened as he saw how Thor was excited, most likely cause he was hoping that mother had asked for Thor's favorite meal to be made. Loki knew how Thor would soon be lost in his eating once they were together.
"Then let us not make mother and father wait." He smiled as they made their way back to the palace.

As they walked, Loki felt a sudden chill to his very core. He whipped his head around to see what could cause him such discomfort, but saw nothing. 'Odd.' He thought as they continued on. But what he had not seen was the shadow of a figure following close behind him. "My sons." Frigga smiled as Loki and Thor entered the dinning hall. "I am pleased to see you both have come at my and your father's calling." She smiled happily upon her boys kissing them both upon the forehead, ever smiling as both sons lead her back to the table to sit beside their father. Odin smiled upon his sons with a look of pride as he stood to take his wife's hand in his. He placed a loving kiss upon his wife's cheek before turning to his son's arms upon.

"My son's! How proud I am to have such boys that come to still eat with their parents." He chuckled heartily as he hugged Thor and then came arms upon to hug Loki. Loki felt the chill again as his father embraced him. This time he saw the shadow in front of him, standing behind Odin. It looked as if it was grinning as Odin pulled back from Loki still smiling proudly.
"Let us eat and celebrate, for soon I will pick one of you to take my place as I sleep." Shaken by seeing the shadowy figure, Loki looked behind his father, but saw it no longer. Shaking his head Loki took a seat across Thor, next to his mother. Thor taking his place near father.
Odin spoke once more, as Frigga smiled, and Thor grinned, but all was mute in Loki's ears. He did not hear his fathers words as a bright flash of light blinded him. He now stood upon a hill at night with Thor, Frigga, and Odin. Fires burst into the skies, lighting it with color and beauty, but Loki was not pleased as he was a child watching such a site.
He looked about, he did not remember coming here, nor did he remember leaving dinner. Nothing was right, everything was wrong. He turned to look behind them and there he saw the figure, no longer a shadow, but a man cloaked and grinning at Loki. "Why do you wish to fight me Prince? You know this past is dead and this life you had is gone." The Other spoke, twisting words of truth and lies, using Thanos' power against Loki.

"NO!" Loki yelled in shock and fear. "I won't give up!" But as he turned to look at his family, only angry faces looked upon him. Melting and distorting before his very eyes. Loki gasped in fright as he ran. He ran gasping for air in his panic.
"You can not escape us Loki!" The distorted voices of his family screamed behind him. "This can not be real!" Loki yelled losing even more breath as he ran. Tears streaking down his cheeks, blurring his vision as he ran.

"This is not real, none of this is!" He stumbled in step as he felt himself falling, no end in sight as he felt himself at gravities mercy. He now feared that he was dead. Hela had taken his soul while he slept and now he was only a ghost haunted by his sorrows. He screamed out frantically trying to grasp at the air as he fell, praying, hoping he would grab something and be saved. Crying out, tears streaming towards the sky, Loki couldn't bare being hopeless like this any longer. He screamed as he tried to grasp the air in hope of finding a hidden ledge or... suddenly he felt it. A hand grasping hold of his forearm as he grabbed its forearm back.

Tears still streaming, no longer falling, he smiled up at the invisible being that had grasped ahold of him now. A young woman of great beauty smiled back down at him. She looked as if she was floating there, an angel holding tight onto him. She smiled as she held him tightly, but she looked sad even though she was smiling.
"Loki, darling, you have to trust me. I won't let leave you, but you must fall so I may catch you properly."
Fear swelled inside him, but he trusted her even so. "I'll be brave enough for you." She smiled sadly back at her.
With tears and a smile she let go. Loki began to plummet once more, but now his fear was fading as he fell. He felt his very being burn and break as he crashed into what felt like a bottomless ocean.

Water covering him and everything around him. He could not breath as he let himself continue to fall deeper into the darkness of this ocean that would surely soon be his grave. Crying out, but soft as a whisper, "I need you to rescue me some how. I need you to catch me. Please hold me now."

Sudden warmth and brightness that could only be the light of the sun shown upon his face as he could feel someone holding him tightly. He smiled weakly as he opened his eyes slowly. A face smiled down upon him, the face of the woman that promised him she would save him. He smiled now, she had kept her word. "Welcome back Loki." She smiled happily down at him.
"Sigyn." He smiled up at her.