(( Author's Note: This chapter is based off listening to the song "Hymn For The Missing" by Red on the Album "Until We Have Faces". ))

Loki looked at Sigyn, happy to see a face of one of the only people he ever truly called a friend. But soon reality hit him once more.
She would not want to be his friend anymore, not after all he had done.
He looked away feeling tears swell for the last person he thought would truly love him no matter what.

Sigyn smiled sadly at him and spoke softly.
"I almost lost you there." She looked sad as she spoke to him. Tears of her own forming.
"I thought you dead my prince. I have mourned so long and find that you have fallen ill upon return to us."

Loki looked at her confused before remembering the hold The Other had over him and Thanos' treatments and tortures. He also had thought he was dead and gone to Hel, but only horror grew when he had found he had been lost into the abyss of space.

Being found and used by Thanos had only made Loki want death more. A fallen monster of a prince, used against his own family, against Thor's beloved Midgard.
Loki could feel the tears stain his cheeks, but could not whip them away.
He was restrained, held to the healing chambers bed for the protection of the healers and any other person that dared to come close to him.

Loki felt hurt to be treated like an animal, but he knew it was for the best.
Sigyn saw his tears and came to his side, taking a cloth and dabbing them away softly.
"I was called to heal you. I almost was unable to with such a hold on your mind. You mind was almost lost. I feared that even if I healed you of the hold you would be lost to insanity." Her own tears showing now.
"I could not bear such a thing to happen to my dearest friend and prince."

Loki was shocked to see she still cared and loved him even after all he had done to his own people, his family, the Jotun's, and the people of Midgard as well.
"I do not deserved your aid or your care. I am a monster for what I have done and what I am." He pulled his away from her touch and looking off at the barren walls of the chambers.

"Loki, not all of this is your fault. You were hurt and crying for help. I only wish... I wish I had known and had been able to help you." Sigyn touched his cheek softly as she made him look at her again.
"I love you Loki. You are my best friend, you are my prince, and no matter what you are or what you have done, this will not change my mind." She lent down and kissed him lightly on the forehead.
"Remember this Loki." She smiled sweetly. "Now it is best to leave you to rest. Sleep well my prince." Sigyn got and looking behind her once with a sad smile and then left Loki to himself.

He lay there staring at the ceiling of the healing chamber lost in his now free thoughts.
The lights were dimmed for sleeping, but he did not want to sleep, not so soon after such a horrible dream. Or was it more then a nightmare.

He remembered when he had been lost to Asgard. Given up on his life, feeling nothing he could do would be good enough for Odin or make up for being a monster.
He's heart broke at Odin's words, "No Loki."
Lost and hurt by them as he felt his hand let go of his life line and watched as his brother... no, just Thor, watched him fall into the abyss of the destruction of the Bifrost.

As he fell, he saw the hurt and sadness in their eyes. Loki now knew what he had decided was the dumbest thing he had ever thought of doing. He was hurting, yes, but he had hurt more then himself in the end when he had let go.

Falling through the abyss of space, Loki let himself go, mind and body as he floated disorientated and lost.
The last things he thought about were of not his family, nor his deeds of evil, or even the fact he was a monster by birth. No it had been of his dear Sigyn.

He thought of the times they had walked together, talking as the night grew dark.
How she had always been beside him. He felt for her now, but found no one there to calm him. Tears filled his eyes and stained his cheeks as he continued to float through the abyss.
Many times he thought her heard her voice calling for him in the darkness, maybe from some lost and distant place. He imagined her crying softly as she mourned him.
He wondered where she was, was she in the libraries or was she lost somewhere without him by her side. Alone and frightened without her friend to aid her and save her from the worries of the world.

As time went on, he wondered if she was searching for him, would she be the one to find him?
As he thought of his lovely Sigyn, he began to wonder why had he let go?
He should have stayed for her. He wanted to reach and hold her hand, but only found the abyss again.
He loved her. Loki now saw this, he loved Sigyn. Would she wait for him?
Oh would she wait for a lost and thought long dead man?
Would he even see her again?
Loki's heart began to ache in his sorrow. His stupidity of what he had done and lost due to it. Sigyn was now lost to him. He felt the scars from the many times had had been injured saving her and now wept for the loss of that major piece of his heart.

Loki wondered often where she was. Was she lost, that was his greatest fear, that she had ran off to find something for her healing spells and had gotten lost.
If he was there, he could find her easily, but now... without him who would find her?
Was she alone, afraid, had she another like him to find her?
Or was she trying to find him?
These fears and worries replayed over and over through out the time he was lost in the abyss of space.
He feared the most he would never find his dear Sigyn again.

Now safe and sound in the healing chambers of the palace of Asgard, he felt lost still. Alone without Siygn by his side.
He felt whole with her beside him, but without her there, he was lost and afraid.

And so that night he wept himself to sleep, fearing he might be lost from her, his lovely Sigyn again.