Author's Notes: Writer's block... . This chapter was so much harder to write than it should have been.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, worlds, things, etc. Too bad, that would be fun. :) But alas, 'tis not meant to be. :'(

The next few days were quiet. There was no more arguing, and Thor didn't so much as mention leaving Asgard even once. Loki was surprised by just how well everything had worked out this time. He thought perhaps Thor really was content to wait for now. But that thought only made him become less wary of any plans Thor may have been coming up with...

So, Loki was completely caught off gaurd when he was suddenly woken in the middle of the night by his brother. Unable to see in the complete lack of light, Thor continued to shake Loki in an attempt to wake him up, despite him already being awake. Without warning, a small fire sprang up in Loki's hand, only inches from Thor's face. "You can stop that now." In the harsh light of the flame, Thor could see the sharp annoyance in his little brother's eyes at having been awaken in such a manner. But he payed it little mind.

Now that he knew Loki was awake, Thor simply caught hold of his outstretched arm and drug him to his feet. The fire in Loki's palm went out and left them in darkness again as Thor hauled him out of his room and out into the deserted hallways. They met no one as they raced down hallway after hallway. Loki had no idea what Thor was up to, and he was still asleep enough that he wasn't sure he really cared. Until he realized they were now outside.

When they finally came to a stop, Loki realized they were near the Bifrost. It was just out of sight behind the buildings before them. The two brothers stepped into the shadows between a couple of buildings where no one would see them, if there was even anyone awake at this time of night. Loki hoped whatever his brother was up to wouldn't take long so he could get back to sleep soon too.

"What are we doing out here?" Loki asked sleepily. He leaned against one of the buildings and waited. Thor was ignoring him, intentionally not answering his question. So, he waited while dug through what appeared to be a pile of discarded blankets lying in the alleyway. He started to get a bad feeling when he saw the glint of what appeared to be a sword buried below. "Thor, what insanity have you in store for us this time?"

"There is a group of warriors going into Jotunheim. We'll be going with them"

"Oh, really? And what does father have to say about this? I don't suppose you expect to be able to just simply walk out with them and no one notice."

"That is exactly what we shall do, brother. They will all be wearing cloaks to keep them warm when they arrive in the freezing lands. No one will be recognize us dressed in such attire." Thor beamed with confidence in his new plan, not a doubt in his mind as to its success.

"Very well...Even if that were to work, they would realize eventually. And just how do you expect to get past Heimdall? Just pulling a hood over your face will not get you past the likes of him."

"You can use your magic to hide from him, can you not? All you need do is hide us until we are well away from here."

"I can...But what happened to waiting for me to be ready for this? Things have hardly changed in just these few short days."

"Well, I'm sure you'll do a good bit of growing up once you find yourself out in Jotunheim. You won't have much choice, now will you?"

Now, Loki fell silent. He had failed to sway Thor's intent to leave after all. He was surprised by his brother's intent to force him to grow up. He didn't honestly feel he needed to mature any more before making this trip. No, that wasn't his problem with this. The problem was he simply did not wish to go. But Thor was determined this time, apparently more so than ever before. And Loki would have to go with him, whether he really wanted to or not. "We shall see..." Silently, Loki hoped that they would be discovered before ever making it across the Bifrost.

Thor laughed at Loki's response as he continued to check that all of their armor was still safely hidden away where he'd left it earlier. Loki slid to the ground and leaned his back on the wall, staring up at the stars. There were still several hours before the sun would rise and this foolish scheme would begin to play out. So, to better pass the time, he went back to sleep.