Loki had been dreaming of a day such as this, and always believed it had been real, only to be pulled back to reality. He had promise himself that he wouldn't believe it if it happened again, but even now he was wrapping his arms around her, letting the mask he had been hiding under fall from its place as he let tears fall onto her crimson hair.

She held him close and rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't come back sooner. I missed you so much! How are our children? I've missed so much!" Loki held her close, unable to find the words he was looking for to answer her questions or express anything about this occasion. He was only able to come up with "How?"

The new goddess stayed close to the trickster and frowned. "From the beginning... I fell into a cold place. I didn't know what it was. It was dark, cold... and I was scared. But then I was pulled from there and when I looked around... It was bright. I heard a voice tell me that I wasn't leaving any time soon. Odin saved me. He gave me the immortality so we can stay together. He also told me that nothing like what happened would happen again. If we decide to give Rowena and Matthew siblings... Nothing bad will happen again. He also said... He's very proud of you. For everything you've done. You have become the son he knew you were and that he is the proudest father in Asgard."

Odin had saved her...he had brought his Natasha back to him, and gave her immortality. Loki felt his arm tighten around her as tears spilled from his cheeks, to top it all off...his father was proud of him. "Don't you ever leave me again," he said in a strained voice from the tears constricting his voice.

"I won't. I promise!" She held him close and felt the tears running down her face. "I love you. I love you so much! I'm sorry! So Sorry I left. I didn't want to," she said through the saline running down her face. She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips, threading one hand into his hair. She had missed him so much and she gave him everything she felt in their embrace and kiss. He pulled her closer as their lips met and felt everything she couldn't say. He missed the feeling of her soft skin, of her lips against his, and the warmth of her body with his. But now she was here with him and as they broke apart, he looked at her saying, "I love you too, Tasha. And I should be the one that is sorry. I should have known..."

"No. You shouldn't be. I'm happy. I'm happy we had the children. I'm happy you gave them to me. There is nothing for you to be sorry about!" She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him again quickly. "I love you. I love them. And if this hadn't happened... I wouldn't be here right now and have the ability to be with you forever now would I?"

"But Tasha," Loki shook his head, placing his hand on her cheek. "I was the reason you died. I might as well have stuck a knife in your chest."

She looked up at him with a frown creasing her forehead, placing her own hand over his. "Loki... You did everything to protect me. I thought there might be something wrong the instant I started getting really cold while I was pregnant. I could have saved myself... but lost something special to both of us. We could have waited for if you found immortality for me. But we didn't. I didn't. Sometimes... the greater good means putting the many before yourself."

Loki rested his forehead against hers listening to her. She did have a point, but that didn't stop him from blaming himself, even though she had asked him not to. Natasha looked into Loki's eyes and smiled a bit. "I don't blame you. So why should you blame yourself? Let go of what happened, and live with me now. I didn't spend all that time there kicking Fandral's ass for being skeezy at me while I knew you were alive, with our children, and loved me so I could come back here and see you wallowing in self-blame."

Loki couldn't help but smile at that. He should have known his wife would be the one to make him smile after all this time. Only she was the one who could do it in times like this. "If you can take on Fandral...I'm sure you and Sif got along well," he stated before kissing her forehead. "Would you like to go and see our children?"

"We did actually," the assassin stated, "That is, until I got very mad. She challenged me and I had her pinned in three moves," She admitted with a grin on her face. "That was the second time I was close to getting a chuckle out of Hogun. And Yes. I would like to see our children. I've been waiting a while to hold them."

Loki let out a soft laugh, something he hadn't genuinely done in a long time. "Well, I wish I could have seen the look on her face," he said with a grin and a shake of his head. Taking her hand in his he kissed her knuckles and smiled saying, "Let us go...I asked Maria to watch them for the day since she had no missions."

Tasha smiled hearing his laughter knowing that everything was right in her world. "That would be lovely. And you could see it again. Next time we're back there. She won't have learned to avoid me. I'm stealthy, she's well... not as much as I am." She held his hand tightly and rested her head on his shoulder. "Everything is right now, my prince. Everything is how it should be."

"And I will do everything in my power to make sure it stays this way," Loki smiled, feeling more alive than he had in months. He pulled away, only a bit to teleport them to where Maria was with the children. The Black Widow looked around and smiled. "I'm not going to get used to that," She said through a chuckle. She twisted a bit of her now long red hair around her finger nervously, at the realization she'd be seeing her children. She didn't know what to do! Would they even know she was their mother?

"You will in time," Loki said with a slight smile before knocking. There was a moment until Maria pulled the door open "Loki? I thought you were still on a mission...did something go wro-" she froze when she saw Natasha, a slight smile coming to her lips as she saw the agent. "Natasha...but how...?"

"Odin. Brought me back. I've been held hostage up there for a while," She said quietly, trying to hide the nerves inside her. Maria shook her head, forcing the shock on her face away. "Right...come in," she stepped out of the way to let the two in. "They're in the first room to the left." Loki nodded in thanks, puling Natasha along with him into the room.

The spy smiled at her coworker and got pulled by her husband. "Thank you Maria," She said before getting pulled away to far. She looked at the room and actually closed her eyes trying to calm herself down. She was elated, happy, nervous, confused, and... scared.

Loki squeezed her hand softly before quietly walking into the room. Rowena, a smaller black maned version of her mother, was curled up with a stuffed reindeer and Matthew, a redheaded Loki, with a stuffed spider, both of them having picked the toys out themselves. For being nine months old, the twins had their parent's intellect and were very smart for their age.

Natasha walked in after taking a deep breath and saw the children. Tears welled in her eyes seeing them and she couldn't stop them all from falling. "They're beautiful," she whispered. Loki smiled brightly, watching her look at the children. "Just like their mother," he said softly, looking over to see Rowena's bright green eyes open and her rubbing them with her little fists.

Natasha wiped the tears from her eyes and looked up at Loki smiling. "You've done well." Matthew curled up closer with his spider and yawned, not quite wanting to move yet.

"The two of them are really well behaved," he explained as Rowena sat up, giving a quiet yawn.

"I can imagine," She replied smiling as Matthew sat up and blinked looking at Loki and Natasha, cuddling his spider tightly. Loki moved, picking up his little girl, who snuggled close to his chest "I think they missed you though."

She bit her lip slightly looking at Loki and Rowena. "They didn't even know me," she whispered almost inaudibly as fresh tears threatened to fall from her eyes. Matthew looked up at Natasha and blinked. "You would be surprised" Loki replied, handing Rowena off to her mother before picking up Matt. "I told them stories about you every night..." He watched Row reach up and grab Natasha's curly red hair, blinking. The child recognized her voice and heartbeat of her mother.

Natasha looked at Rowena and smiled. "Hello little one," She said smiling. Matthew smiled at being picked up and hearing the familiar voices. He looked up at Loki and then over at Natasha, returning his gaze back to his father. Row gave a quiet coo, snuggling close to her mother and keeping the lock of hair she had grabbed close to her.

Loki looked down at Matt and simply said, "That's your mother..."