Thor was bothered about what Loki told him…could Laiefin be alive? He wondered, remembering that he never did see the healers take their child away…you heard the baby cry remember?...his mind told him. He decided to go and see his mother. He found her in the garden, watching the flowers bloom "Mother." He called out; she turned to Thor and gave him a sad smile.

"Look at the flowers; they are blooming early this year." She said

"What does that mean?"

"These are Loki's flowers…he planted them when he was a young boy. They only bloom when he is in pain or sad, but they don't bloom in the warmer weather." Thor frowned as he looked at the blue flowers that look like lilies but they hung upside down, looking like tears.

"Mother, Loki told me he saw Laiefin on Midgard." She didn't look back at the blonde man but she seemed to pick at the dead flowers from Loki's plant; this act didn't go unmissed by Thor. "Mother? Is my son on Midgard?"

There was a minute of nothing just silence between the two. "Your father did what he thought was best." She answered, looking up at the tall plant that covered a column, strangling other flowers that was weaker than it strength.

"Did he not think what it would do to Loki?" Thor asked raising his voice. She looked at him with sadness as she handed him a purple flower from the weeping lily. It seemed to change color by people's warm touch.

"He did not think that your brother would turn this bad or his hate would grow like this." She said softly.

"Everything Loki has done is on father's head, not his." Thor pointed to where Loki was being held.

"Loki has been grieving the Jotun way." She answered.

"You know what his grieving is?"

"They destroy when they are hurting. They kill and blame every one until they can't feel any more pain. I've never let your father forget his worst weeping lily…I will never have it cut down. It will always remind him of his actions toward my two sons." Thor let out a pained sigh and sat on the bench.

"I have to go and get him." He said

"Yes you do. If Loki has found him then you need to take your brother." Thor looked at her. "He is the only one who has seen him." She answered his questionable look.

Thor walked back into Loki's cell and stood there looking at him; the dark haired man looked up at him. "Mother told me the truth." Loki looked startled.

"What are you going to do now?" he asked him. Thor walked up to the door and then walked in and handed Loki a bundle of clothes. The green eyed god looked confused as he looked down at the pile.

"We're going to find our son." Thor said as he turned and walked out of the cell, letting Loki get dressed.

Jem sat in his dull room, looking down at the only thing that remained of his bag and the item that was inside was a charred photo of the man who turned his arm blue. He sniffed as he felt the pain in his back from where he had been kneeling all day with Miss Channel's large smelly foot on his back. He lay down and whimpered in pain as he held the photo close to himself and tried to sleep, though the noise of the pink fat pig's music playing loudly into the night made that slightly difficult.

He looked at the photo of the man, touched his face and closed his eyes …please find me…he thought to himself…please God let him find me please… he begged to God, thinking that if God was real he would hear his silent begging as he tried to sleep through the aches and pains. The other children all were sniffing as they tried to sleep as well. Miss Channel's treatment went to all of them; she didn't just stop at him but it was every child she was meant to take care off.

Morning came to yells, Jem opened his eyes as he heard the pig scream, telling them to wake up. He pulled himself out of bed, still feeling sore as he went to get dressed. Hobbling down the stairs, he stood in line with the others in the home. Miss Channel walked passed them, looking down at them. "We have people coming over this to act like children and not the unwanted monsters you are. Now, the children who are really bad and won't meet these people are Michael for dropping the tea pot, Sarah for being late home from school and Jem because of yesterday and talking back to me." She said. "You three will be in the attic."

"No!" the three cried out.

"DID I SAY YOU COULD TALK!?" she yelled at them. "No breakfast or evening meals." Get cleaning!" she yelled, her voice hurting their ears.

Tony looked startled when he saw Thor and Loki standing in his office. He wasn't sure what to make of it so he stood up and walked around his desk to them. "We need your help." Thor said.

"Why and why is he here?" Tony asked and Loki gave him a dark look and stood quietly.

"He is here with me because we are looking for someone and only Loki has seen him. We are hoping that you can use your technology to find a young boy." Tony looked at them, giving them a what the hell look.

"A boy?"

"Our son, Stark." Loki said.

"You two had a son?" he exclaimed, pointing between them."What? How? Why? Come on, how the hell, you're both men…and brothers!" he yelled.

"Where we are from it is normal for men to have children if they have the ability. At one point, it was the norm on your Earth before you persecuted them as witches and burned them alive." Thor said.

"Hung Thor…they normally hung those they thought to be witches." Loki told blonde looked at him and nodded.

"Okay okay! If I help you, will you shut up?!"