-PART THREE-

The memory faded and Loki was back in the dungeon as he and Sera stopped hugging.
Sera slid away from Loki, and sat in front of him.
"What now?"

Loki looked up at her confused "what do you mean?"

"How are we going to get you out of here? You must surely have a pla-" She vanished into thin air as Thor strode into the room.

"Who were you talking to?" He asked his voice stern and deep.

Loki looked up at him and smiled "no one brother, I was just telling myself that I will get out of here, someday, and return to your side as your," he hesitated "second in command? Third? Fourth?" he looked up hopefully and acted like he was sorry. Loki was lying obviously, but Thor, yet again, fell for Loki's act.

"I'm sorry Loki" Thor replied, and left with no parting words.

As soon as he left the room Sera appeared again.

"Buttock face" She said and stuck out her tongue.

Loki laughed a little and smiled at her. She looked back at him, grinning.

Sera sighed happily and leaned against the wall next to Loki.

"What are you thinking about?" Loki asked.

"Oh, nothing," she slid down the wall to sit beside him. "Do you remember when it was your birthday? You had just turned 11 and your mother had arranged a small dinner with Thor, Sif, fandral, and I."

Loki smiled as he remembered "Why, yes. I do. Fandral ate too much. Thor got sick and the rest of us just laughed and played games." He laughed lightly, another memory flooding into his mind.