Loki was numb and put all his time into his work. It had been nine months since Natasha died bringing his children into the world. Matthew and Rowena stayed with Phil and Maria while he went on missions, which he was just getting back from one now. He made sure to keep himself busy, but his free time was staying with the children. He made sure to document everything he could about the children as they grew and developed. He would find a way to bring his wife back, to bring his world and everything good about him back from death. He just… didn't know how to yet.

Loki walked into Fury's office not caring about the large gashes on his body. He set down the bag that held the rare artifact he was sent after. "Anything else you need me to do?" he asked in a business-like fashion. He wanted to stay busy, not yet ready to go home to the children that SHIELD still didn't know about. Loki hadn't told anyone other than Hill and Coulson, but other than that, everyone thought Agent Romanoff was alive and well. They believed her to be on a vacation since she had the time to spare and needed all the rest she could get. They wanted her back, but she wouldn't be coming. He hadn't worked with anyone since the day he had lost her, feeling like he would be replacing her if he did.

"I don't have anything right now. You should go and rest, heal up," Fury said looking at the god.

"You sure you don't need me to go somewhere?" Loki persisted, wanting something to do.

Fury looked at the god before him. "I don't. I have other Agents Loki," the director stated simply before he heard a knock at the door. Looking to the door Fury saw a new agent standing there. "Sir?" She said timidly seeing Loki and Fury in their states of unrest and slight anger and apathy. "What?" He asked looking at the girl. "There's been an event," She said looking at the director. "What kind of event?" He asked standing up. "The kind of event like when Agent Odinson and his brother visit Earth," she replied quickly. Fury looked at Loki with an eyebrow raised. "Expecting a visitor from home?

"No sir, I am not...would you like me to go and see what it is?" Loki asked calmly, containing the confusion inside him. Fury nodded to the god in reply. "Go check it out." The agent handed Loki the paper in her hands and smiled. "I'll go with you." She offered hopefully.

Loki looked over at the girl, taking the paper from her. "I work better alone, agent...but thanks for the offer," he said flatly. With that sentiment, he turned on his heel and left to go investigate this new occurrence. Fury sighed and hung his head. "I still don't know what did that to him." The female agent looked after Loki frowning at his dismissal and change in the agent.

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Natasha walked around the area she landed in and glared at the black and red Asgardian gown she was in. It had silver metal plates and clasps to serve as decoration and give the appearance of armor. She pulled her long red hair over her shoulder and looked around. She was trying to think about how to tell Loki she was alive... and how she would get to her children.

The Black Widow sighed and started to worry. She didn't know how things would go. She started singing the lullaby she sang while she was pregnant. "Goodnight my angel time to close your eyes, and save these questions for another day. I think I know what you've been asking me. I think I know what you've been trying to say. I promised I would never leave you, and you should always know. I never will be far away." The words hit home to her and she started to tear up. The ring on her finger reminding her of the people she was kept from for so long.

Once out of the SHIELD building, Loki teleported to the site on the paper. The broken god scanned the area with dull eyes. He looked as though he hadn't had a decent night's sleep in weeks. Dark circles were under his eyes, contrasting with his pale skin, giving him a sort of ghostly look to him. The god closed his eyes as he heard the sweet voice he knew, being carried by the wind. It was not the first time he had heard this however. In the nights he woke up in a cold sweat he would stand outside and watch the stars, and every now and then he would hear a faint voice, the voice of his lost love... "Goodnight my angel, now it's time to sleep. And still so many things I want to say. Remember all the songs you sang for me. When we went sailing on an emerald bay," he continued hearing the melody and remembering his wife singing it to their children while she carried them. The memories of her smile as she sang to him and their children made his heart ache for want of her again.

Natasha lifted her head and looked around for the voice. She wanted to try something trying to figure out if what she was hearing was real. "And like a boat out on the ocean, I'm rocking you to sleep. The water's dark and deep inside this mother's heart. You'll always be a part of me." She had changed the lyrics because it fit her. Looking around she hoped she would see the person she wanted to see most. Loki found himself walking forward, towards where he thought the voice would be coming from "Goodnight my angel, now it's time to dream. And dream how wonder your life will be..."

She turned around and saw the person striding towards her. "Someday our child may cry and if you sing this lullaby, and in your heart there will always be a part of me." Tears lined her eyes as she sang the last phrase she had ever sang to her husband before she died in his arms, and looked at the person before her. "Loki?" She asked, holding back the tears that wanted to fall.

Loki fell silent for a long moment before he spoke "Tasha?" This had to be just another dream, haunting him as so many had before. "This can't be real," he muttered, reaching out to touch her face.

She put her hand over his and smiled. "I'm here. It is real. Do you think I'd be in a dress like this if it wasn't?" She looked up into emerald eyes and let tears fall out of her own. "I'm so sorry."