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…Chapter Twelve…

Tony was down in his garage, working on one of this old cars. Fury had told everyone that, for now, unless they got some kind of lead, there was nothing they could do about finding Samantha, so they had to wait, until something came up, so Tony isolated himself from everyone, to take his mind off it.

"Sir." Jarvis said, out loud. "You have a collect call."

"No, I'm not taking any calls right now."

"Sir, you really need to take this."

"Jarvis." Tony groaned out loud, shaking his head. "Fine, connect me."

"Alright, Sir… go ahead."

Tony took a deep breath. "Yeah, what?"

"Tony! Oh, thank God."

"Sam?" he jumped out of his seat. "Sam! Where are you?"

"I don't know, I don't recognize anything."

"Jarvis, track that number."

"Yes, Sir." Jarvis replied. "Tracking now."

"Listen, Sam." Tony started. "I have Jarvis tracking the number, so I can find you. Just sit tight and I'll be right there."

"Ooh, that was a mistake!"

Tony heard Loki's voice, then a scream, followed by the dial tone. "SHIT!" he pounded his fist on the desk. "Jarvis, tell me you got something."

"No, I'm sorry, Sir… the only information that I got was that it is located in the Western Hemisphere, possibly near the California region."

"Get my suit ready, I'm going to find her."

"Sir, may I advise you that California is big and Miss Samantha could be anywhere."

"I don't care, Jarvis. Just do it!"

...

"Wow, I may have underestimated you, Samantha." Loki tied the ropes tighter on her wrists.

"Ow! Loki, that hurts."

"Good." he smirked. "Maybe you won't try to escape again."

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to hurt you… you don't have to do this."

"And why not?" Samantha stayed silent and Loki smirked as he grabbed the duct tape, to get it ready. "Tell me one good reason why, I shouldn't."

Samantha huffed, it was either now or never. "I'M FUCKING PREGNANT!" she screamed at him.

Loki's eyes widened a little bit. "Wh… what?"

"I'm pregnant." she said, calmly.

"The Captain?"

"No." she glared at him, then tried leaning back in chair the best she could, and when she did, she looked into his eyes. "Lift up my shirt."

Loki hesitated at first, then after swallowing the lump in his throat, he slowly lifted it, and saw Samantha's bare baby bump. Loki had his eyes glued to her stomach, not saying a word, mostly in shock, and a little terrified.

Samantha sighed. "The doctor told me that I'm about fourteen to fifteen weeks, which means, the baby was conceived the first time we met."

Loki placed his hand on her stomach, in awe. "I'm… the father?" he asked, after a moment.

"Yeah." he looked up at her and she nodded. "I tried telling you, before you took off with me." he looked back down at her stomach. "But you wouldn't let me."

"I can't… I can't believe this." he quickly backed away, letting her shirt fall a little. "I've taken you. Hurt you and had plans to kill you… why didn't you tell me that you were with child?"

"I tried."

Loki stared at her, which felt like forever, before sitting her forward to cut the ropes. "Go."

"What?"

"You're free to go."

Samantha winced, rubbing her wrists. "What about you? What are you gonna do?"

"Well, I cannot very well destroy this planet with you and my unborn child upon it." Loki glanced at her stomach and heavily sighed. "I'll call off my army and find my own way back to Asgard."

"You're just going to leave me?"

"What would you have me do, Samantha?"

"Not leave." she frowned, sounding almost child-like.

Loki sighed. "If I stay, you know what the Avengers and SHIELD will do to me."

"I won't let them."

"And how would you stop them?"

"I don't know… I'll just." she sighed. "I'll think of something." she got closer to him, putting her hands on his chest. "I don't want you to give up."

"I have no other choice."

"Loki, there's always a choice."

"No." he pushed her hands off of him, shaking his head. "Not this time." then he put both of his hands on her cheeks. "For everything I've done to you, I don't expect you to ever forgive me and I will accept that. You don't deserve any of this. You deserve someone, like, the Captain, or someone who will take care of you and not hurt you over and over, like, I have. I am truly sorry for causing you any pain."

"Loki…" she whined, as tears started falling down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry." he kissed her softly on her lips, then as he backed away, Samantha saw a tear fall down his own cheek as he placed both hands on her stomach. "Time to take both of you back." he suddenly stopped and paused for a moment. "Wait."

"What?" Samantha said, sounding hopeful that he changed his mind.

Loki lifted up her shirt and removed the belly button piercing that he had picked out weeks before. "There." he pocketed it, before rubbing her belly with his two fingers. "You can't very well have that attached to you, if you're stomach will be getting bigger."

"Loki…" she choked out.

"Samantha, don't cry." he rested both hands on her cheeks, wiping her tears with his thumbs, trying so hard not to let his own fall. "Please, don't make this difficult, but this is the way it has to be. I'm sorry." he gave her a soft kiss on her lips, then rested his forehead on hers. "Let's go."

...

Loki had taken Samantha back to the pay phone where she had called Tony. He told her some things that she needed to know in the future about the baby and told her one last farewell and vanished for good. After a while of her calming herself down, she made another collect call to Tony, and waited.

No more than fifteen minutes, Samantha heard a familiar sound in the sky heading towards her. She looked up and smiled. As soon as Iron Man dropped to the ground, a few feet in front of her, she ran into his arms, before he could get his helmet off.

"I found you." Tony breathed out, then he backed up to look at her. "Are you okay? Did Loki hurt you?"

"Just my wrists."

Tony glanced down at them and saw little blood and bruising. "I'm gonna kill him, Sam, I swear I will."

"No, Tony."

"What?" he looked at her incredulously. "What do you mean, no? He might come back for you, maybe even kill you next time."

"No, he won't."

"You know, Sam, you said that he wouldn't hurt you before and look what happened, so forgive me if I'm having a little trouble believing it."

"It's different this time."

"How so?" Tony asked, with his eyebrow raised.

"Loki's the father of my child." his jaw dropped to the ground. "And he's not going to destroy the planet with us in it. Loki does love me on some weird level and that's why he won't hurt me."

"Loki's the father of your baby!" Tony yelled, then shook his head. "Do you know what Fury and SHIELD would do?"

"That's why they can't know, but as of right now, the baby is fine and growing normal. Ten fingers. Ten toes. Two arms. Two legs… and so on. There is nothing wrong with the baby, nor will there ever be. The only ones that do know that Loki is the father, is Darcy and Steve. They're not saying anything either, until I decide to… if I do."

Tony heavily sighed. "Are you sure about this?"

"Absolutely." she nodded.

"Alright." he took a deep breath. "I need to get you back. Steve's been going out of his mind." Samantha smiled a little as Tony closed the lid to his helmet and securely grabbed onto her. "You ready?"

"Yeah." she held on tight, then Iron Man and her flew into the sky.