We have finally made it to the end of the Stockholm. For those of you that have had been with me since the beginning, this has been a wonderful journey that I have been able to share with you. I only hope that I have not disappointed you and left you on the edge of your seats the entire time. To my fans (those that subscribed to the story), this chapter is dedicated to you!

We pick up Stockholm six months after the last chapter...and it is time to welcome a new member to the Odinson family.

You music is (Section One) "Deliver me" by Sarah Brightman and (Section Two) "In my Arms" by Plumb.

Epilogue - Birth of a new generation

It was yet another peaceful night in the realm of mortals Midgard. Though the realm was at peace and no conflicts or ills afoot, there was commotion across the streams and throngs of media near base station at the bottom of Icehawk Mountain.

The realm was on baby watch.

So Lady Jane Odinson tried to remain at peace as much as possible. The dim glow of an oil lamp rested beside her bed while her Ipod played soothing music to help her sleep. She had been reading fairytales to her baby that was inside her womb. They were tales of Asgard and mainly of the heroes that her baby's bloodline would eventually be born into.

She was resting comfortably with the book on her chest, her fingers marking the place where had passed out from exhaustion.

Then it hit her as her eyes flew open. The sudden rush of the release of fluid from within her body and the pain in her lower abdomen.

"Loki," she called quietly groping along the pillow next to her and looked to her left to see...nothing. He was not there.

Where was her husband?

"Loki," she tried calling out for him again. Her voice was so hoarse as she tried, but the pain in her body was extreme. "Help. Help!" she finally got it out.

Her servant Ashlyn must have heard her cries and came to her aid. "Oh goodness," she saw, noticing the wet blankets. "What do I do my queen?" she asked.

"What you have been trained to do?" she told her, the first contraction came. "Find his majesty and tell him when he is good and ready, I need him." She was screaming in anger.

Ashlyn went running to seek out Loki.

Her friend Darcy came in and it was clear that she had been sleeping too. "Oh good god," she blurted out, but was at her side. "Can I help?"

"Get me into the bathroom," she told her long-time friend.

Darcy flung off the blankets and helped her to her feet. The pain that raced throughout her body and found it hard to stay level.

Another servant came as well as Coulson.

"It's time," Jane said. "Get the water from the pantry that are being stored, fresh towels..." She barely got out the last words due to another contraction.

More people were gathering, but none of them were the father of her child. Where was Loki?

Jane stripped off the nightdress and put on one more suitable for getting wet and giving birth at the same time. She had done her research and found that a hydro birth was going to be the safest for her and their son.

She was able to scale herself into the tub and her aids began to pour the water over and between her. It was slightly warmed, but it could not be too warm to cause any pain to them.

It was ironic that the same bathtub in which she had tried to take her life would now be the one that would give her son life.

It had been a long time coming, but Jane Foster, wife of Loki Odinson, was about to welcome her child.

The pain that was in her body was slowly magnifying, but it was not that was bothering her.

Where was Loki? He had been very overprotective of her since she had told him that she was pregnant on Asgard. He barely wanted her doing anything, on the premise that he wanted her to have a healthy pregnancy.

But now was the time that she needed him, their child was going be here soon, and he was the one nowhere to be found.

So she rested backward, Darcy holding her hand and helping her with the Lamaze portion to help ease her pain. She wanted to hold out as long as she could.

Another contraction rocked her body and she knew she was not going to be able told hold out long.

"What can I do?" Darcy asked.

"You're doing it Darce. You're doing it."

Suddenly from the door to her bedchamber, more people appeared.

"Loki," she called for her husband.

It was not him, but at least it was family. Lady Frigga and Eir the healer appeared in the doorway, escorted by Clint Barton. He turned away blushing and announced them.

"What Barton?" Jane tried joking. "Never seen a woman give birth before?"

"Not really," Barton replied, not looking. "Like being a part of the moments that lead to this, but that is where I draw the line. We located his majesty. He is en route from a dinner meeting with the North American Consulate. He will be here shortly." Barton left.

"He is a man dear," her mother-in-law said. "I would not let Odin into the room when I gave birth to Thor or Badler...and he was their father. Let us be with you in this moment now."

Frigga took up her post at the edge of the bath and Eir was preparing to assist her. Darcy stayed by her side, trying to keep her calm through the contractions.

When he had been notified by his staff that he was report back to the palace, Loki immediately knew what was happening.

His day to becoming a father had arrived..a few days earlier than expected.

Apologizing to his constituents, he raced to his transport and got in contact with his staff. Apparently, his mother and Eir had arrived from Asgard so at least Jane was in good hands until he got there.

Oh how he wanted to use magic and transport himself to his home, but Jane was not in distress yet. He needed to stay calm and be a regular man.

Once his plane landed in the hanger, Loki bounded down the plane steps and up the steps to his palace. He traversed the halls, his staff struggling to keep up with him, but finally arrived and entered the bathroom.

Jane was screaming as it appeared the birthing stage had begun before his return. His mother's arms were under the surface in between Jane's legs; no doubt to retrieve his son.

"Loki," many of the people said his name.

But it was Jane's tear-filled eyes that he wanted to see first. She did genuinely appear to be glad to see him.

"I am here my love," he told her as he reached for her hand. "What can I do?"

"You are doing it," Jane replied and rested her head in the space between his neck and shoulder. "You are doing it." She was crying in sadness and happiness at the same time.

Loki kissed her on the top of her head.

Frigga was using her hands to feel in between her legs. "OK you two, we are almost there," she told them. "You need to push with each contraction, but make them short and do not push hard. You go slow and steady and I will be here. I will catch him and bring him out as soon as they are free. Loki," she instructed, "I want you to be right behind her, wrap your arms under hers." He did as instructed. "Take her hands because she is going to squeeze hard when she is pushing and she probably will not break your hands."

"I doubt it," he said. "I'm right here," he whispered in her ear and kissed her again.

"OK Jane, you tell me when the next one is coming," The future grandmother said to her.

"Right now," she blurted before she could finish what she was saying. She pushed and she reached her hands down to see if she could feel the head coming.

"Almost there," she said. "Come on Jane, push."

Jane pushed harder, her eyes shut tight and teeth gritted while she held onto Loki's hands.

"Great job honey," Loki said to her. "We're almost there."

"He's right," she replied. "One more time and the head will be out."

"I can't," she cried.

"Yes you can, now push," her mother-in-law ordered and she pushed again.

There was a release of more cloudy fluid and blood into the water.

Loki may not be the one down at the birth canal, but he could feel that his son was coming. His spirit was alive and active.

"OK, the head is out," Frigga told her. "I am going to manipulate the body with my hands and with Jane's effort in pushing to release the shoulders and arms. Ready Jane, very light push and..."

The parents eagerly awaited the arrival of their son as they watched Frigga manipulate her arms under the cloudy water surface.

"Here we go," she said as she brought the baby from the cloudy waves to fully cry and breathe in the open.

The baby's cries were powerful and strong as he emerged for the water. The tiny wiggler was covered in blood, tissue, and water.

"Is he OK?" Jane cried softly.

"We have a baby boy," she told them. "You two have your boy."

"My son," Loki said. "I have my son."

"You have a son," his mother told him.

Both Loki and Jane looked at each other with beaming smiles, laughs, and kisses.

His mother brought their son to them and rested him gently into her arms. She still had a little work to do with removing the placenta from her body and help her body to relax to normal.

Loki and Jane looked to their son and were amazed by the child that they had created. The baby was crying with a high pitched desire for attention.

"He's perfect," Jane said amongst her tears of joy. "He's so beautiful."

"Yeah," her husband replied. "Just like his mother." He kissed her powerfully on the forehead. His golden brown eyes opened to finally look upon on the proud parents.

Jane looked down at their son and then back to him. "He said his name was Lukas in my vision," she said. "Did you still want to keep that name as it has been synonymous with not so pleasant times in our lives."

"I would have it no other way," he told her, smoothing a thumb across across his son's forehead. "I love it," he told her.

Jane passed the baby off to him and he held him against his body, but out before him. "Lukas Lokison, son of Loki, King of Midgard and crowned prince of the realm of Midgard and Jotunheim. Has a nice ring to it."

"Yes it does," she replied.

"OK," Frigga said. "No more placenta and you seem to not being losing consciousness due to fluid loss. We'll know once you are toweled off and dry."

"Thank you Queen Mother," Jane told her. "For everything."

"I'm a grandmother," she answered. "It is what we do."

Once Jane was clean and dry as well as rebounded from her laborious ordeal, the new parents walked outside to the garden with the family in tow. They wanted to continue the tradition of birth celebration; even though they were not in Asgard, it was important that their child had the same protections as those that came before them.

Loki held Lukas who was wrapped in a snuggly pale green blanket and cap on his head. His golden brown eyes stared up at them as they walked to a garden archway that was covered in lilies and other blooms.

Jane was clothed in a simple lavender sundress that dragged behind her. She claimed that she was not cold even though it was barely fifty degrees outside. Loki was adorned in his green and brown leather royal attire that allowed the gold accents to shimmer off the moonlight.

As they drew closer to the grassline, clouds began to form and nearly block out the moon, but its power and might still shined upon them.

The both of them looked up and then back to each other.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Absolutely," she replied.

Loki positioned their son in his arms as he had in the moments after he was born. The baby tried wiggling out of his swaddling, but Jane had made sure he was swaddled tightly.

"Gods and elders of Asgard," he shouted to the sky above him, "House of the Aesir, my family. I Loki, son of Laufey and adopted by Odin Allfather, do hereby present to you Lukas Lokison, son of Loki and Jane to you." They lifted him up so the moonlight radiated off his skin.

The moon seemed to glow brighter, which the entire family was in awe over its majestic glow. It meant that Asgard was watching them at that very second.

Lukas seemed to look up at the moon and was mesmerized by the phenomenon he was witnessing.

"My father, Odin, my brother Thor," Loki continued in prayer as Jane pulled herself close to him, "we ask for your protection over us and now our son as we have given him life."

"Protect our son Lukas from now until eternity and keep him in your ever present gaze and welcome him into your home as you have me," Jane put her section of her prayer.

"We do seek these requests in the name of the Allfather," they both said in unison.

The clouds suddenly rumbled and radiated with lightning and thunder from within. They sparked to life right over their heads.

A pleasant and gentle rain began to fall over them and all of the royal court who stood there. It was a warm, misting rain that coated them in blessings for a few seconds.

Their baby started crying at the rain that splashed upon him.

"My blessing and protection you have," a voice came from the clouds. Loki and Jane knew that it was from Thor, Loki's brother. "Raise him well."

And the rain ceased upon them as the sky returned to what it was before they had stepped outside.

Lukas was now protected by his uncle, Thor.

Loki gathered his son in close to his body and Jane looked at Lukas who was ceasing his crying tears.

They turned and began to head inside.

"Well," Frigga said, "how about some nana time?"

The two of them chuckled and Loki passed off their son to his grandmother.

The others went inside with the rest of the court members, but the new parents stayed outside for a few minutes.

He gathered his beautiful and powerful wife into his arms, lifting her off her feet. She chuckled with joy.

"What are you doing? she asked.

"Staring upin the most beautiful woman in all the realm. No words can describe how beautiful you are to me right now," Loki told her. "I am in awe of your majesty and power."

"And you, my husband, I am honored to call you my best friend, my love, and father to our son...and many more to come," she replied. "Can you believe that just two years ago, all you could think about doing was killing me?"

He laughed very loudly and briefly before the two of them kissed, watching as the moon created a sort of spotlight upon them. Loki stared into her eyes that seemed to glow in the pale white light.

They were spinning slowly around in a circle as their mouths did not want to part.

Again, thank you for reading. Please stick with me for future texts. I have four in the barrel right now...and three are all Loki / Jane related. Many more adventures are to come.