There can be miracles when you believe
Though hope is frayed, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles you can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
-When You Believe by Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey

Frigga and Odin circled around the edges of the room. Frigga knew she was out of shape. Magical flexibility wasn't something that could be remembered in an instant, it required practice. Practice that she had not had for many centuries. She watched as Odin furtively looked over to the side. The blonde followed his eyesight to see Loki standing beside Thor. "Loki?" She straightened slightly, relaxing her battle pose.

Odin noticed. Taking Frigga's opening, he sped over towards Loki. He flung out one hand to send Thor back into the wall, pinning his arms tightly to his chest. Thor coughed as he was suddenly tossed into the plaster. "Loki!" Thor managed to call out his brother's name as Odin neared the younger Asgardian.

"I know!" Loki called back irritably. His head ached from being thrust out of his coma only a few minutes ago. He clapped his hands together before spreading them apart, a thin blue string appearing between his two hands. Time seemed to pass slowly as Loki shaped the energy. Frigga was trying to cast a spell to stop Odin, but it was obvious that it would be too late.

Odin raised Gungnir to swing down on Loki, but Loki acted first. Loki blew at the swirling orb, sending energy flying at Odin. The light wrapped around the spear as it fell, and crawled up Odin's arms, fixing him in place. Loki leaned away from his hands before levitating Odin towards him.

Loki's green eyes stared into Odin's. Frigga and Thor stood off to the side, nervously awaiting the outcome. Both knew that nothing would be settled unless Odin was completely convinced that Loki was not evil. That didn't do anything to sate their fears though.

"No," Loki said simply. "I know what you are thinking, but it is a no. Circumstances have... changed." Loki tilted his head over to the side before shaking his head slightly. "Yes, I suppose that I cannot go along with that anymore. I hope you understand."

Odin jerked his head over to the side, breaking through the thin barrier that had held him in place. He landed on his feet and instinctively took a few steps back. His hand reached the wall and wandered up to where Gungnir was stuck inside the wall. He yanked it out, and bits of plaster crumbled and fell.

"I see that your zest for life appears to have returned," Odin commented blandly, brushing off the white bits of chalk on Gungnir. He ran his fingers over the curved edge of the spear as he kept his single eye on Loki.

The black haired Asgardian kept his hands firmly to his sides. He took in a deep breath, feigning confidence. "I was bugged back into it, really. There were a few people who would not take to me giving up. Otherwise," Loki cast a quick glance over to Thor, "I doubt I would have considered it."

Thor, who had also broken out of his hex, looked over at Loki with a glow in his eyes. A smile grew across his lips. "I am glad."

Author's Note: Ahh! Sorry that the chapter seems kind of short. I think I have contracted something, again. I had to skip debate earlier today because I was feeling too ill. W_W I'll try to keep writing for you all though! It just might mean that I'll need to add more chapters onto the story since I'm writing... less. There's no nice way to say it unfortunately.

You may or may not have noticed this... But this story crossed 200 reviews! /cheers/ I just felt I had to mention that. ^^

Also, I mentioned this to ArrancarRayflo(I need to find a shorter name), but I was thinking of a few possible storylines for a sequel. Would any of you be interested in reading anything like that if I were to write a sequel to Words Like Thor's? Thanks!