Author's note: So as you can see these are basically based off the trailer for Thor 2 ^-^

Chapter 4

NPOV

It was all a blur as Loki used his last ounce of power to wipe out the enemy army. Thanos and Malekith going with it. The bright green flames, the bright light, the sounds of explosions. Thor had remembered last minute what happens if a sorcerer uses all his magic in one big ending. It could kill them. He tried to rush towards his brother but Loki had put a protective shield around him and the blast.

Loki looked at Thor with sorry filled eyes and at that moment Thor knew. Loki put the shield there to protect him, knowing full well what would of happened if Thor went towards him. Thor had tears threating to spill as the flames surrounded his brother.

Loki's face showed immense pain as he used his life to protect Asgard and the other nine realms. Thor screamed out his name but Loki was deaf to the Thunderer. Thor blacked out after the final explosion hit.

It wasn't until twenty minutes later that he woke up. He jumped to his feet and slid on his knees towards his brother. Not caring about cutting them up. He cradled the limp form of Loki.

"L-Loki?" he struggled to keep his voice strong.

His brother didn't answer nor did he budge. Thor started to silently cry as he tried to wake the God of Mischief. Jane, Sif, the warriors three, and Odin all ran over to where Thor was knelt. Odin had tears slide down his cheek as he gently took Loki's body from Thor's arms. But then his eyes had a blue spark hope as he felt the light thumping against Loki's chest. His heart was still beating.

"Hurry! We need to get to the healers." He ordered.

Everyone was relieved that he was still alive but he was far from coming out of the woods. Odin called to Sleiphiner and mounted him. As the eight legged stallion galloped towards the castle, Odin kept telling Loki to wake up.

Right before the healers took him, Loki woke. He was confused for a moment before remembering but he could barely breath. The healers knew his heart was getting weaker and so was his ability to breath. They rushed him away, hoping they could save him.

Odin sat down, as did everyone else. "Malekith and Thanos took my wife away from me. Your mother. He's not taking my son." he whispered.

Thor nodded, "We're not losing another family member."

"God...I-I...have so much to apologize for.." Sif stated.

The other three warriors agreed with her as guilt filled them. Jane was a little confused but sat down next to Thor. She cuddled into his side as her heart was filled with sadness. She knew how dangerous Loki had been, but she warmed up to him. He was like the brother she never had. The pranks he played during the war to lighten up the mood had her laughing. As did it for everyone else. Odin had enjoyed it most of all, seeing the bright emerald green in his youngest son's eyes. The one everyone missed so much. Asgard was now unsettled with nervousness. They were nervous that their youngest prince wouldn't live.

They knew what he did but they didn't blame him. Only the regular Asgardians tried to keep Loki from falling off the cliff. Falling into the darkness, but they couldn't. Now he was finally returning to his regular self, only to be dying right in front of their shocked eyes.

The healers had announced that Loki had slipped into a coma. They aren't sure when he would awake. Thor and Odin visited everyday to see if he had awakened. Jane would also visit, along with Sif and the warriors three. Three weeks passed and the prince was still asleep. Everyone began to worry, even the healers.

"Is he sick?" Odin asked.

"We're not quite sure, he did have a high fever. Since he is part Frost Giant, we got that down as fast as we could. His body may still be to weak. His magic levels are getting higher though, which is a good sign. Usually with a sorcerer, they'll use all their magic and if they survive they go into a sleep. It's like Odinsleep, but this one is building up the magic. Once the magic gets to a certain level it heals the body and awakens the sorcerer. But they're still very weak afterwards and it usually takes a while for their appetite to come back." The healer explained.

Odin smiled as he remembered Thor trying to get Loki to eat after he got the stomach flu. "Oh, Loki isn't a big eater anyway." he had a sad smile as he sat beside his son's bed. He put his hand over his son's and sighed.

He silently pleaded for Loki to wake up.

~4 weeks later~

Thor was sitting with Jane and Sif. Watching Loki sleep, his breathing calm and peaceful. It had been seven weeks since Loki had made the biggest sacrifice that almost killed him. Everyone was rebuilding the city but they had kept asking Odin everyday if Loki would live. Odin had assured them that he's just sleeping and said it was like Odinsleep, except this time it has to do with Loki's magic levels. They were relieved a little but still worried for the prince's health.

Thor sighed, "Seven weeks.." he whispered.

"He'll wake up..." Sif answered, but even she sounded unsure of herself.

"Um guys...what is surrounding his hands?" Jane asked as she studied the prince.

The other two studied his hands. The dark emerald green surrounded his hands then seeped into his body. The cuts slowly started to heal on his face, the dark circles under his eyes disappearing, and his skin getting a little darker. It was still pale but that Loki's natural skin color.

They heard three small coughs before Loki's eyes fluttered. "Brother?" Thor said as he peered at his brother's eyes.

His emerald eyes flew open at the sound of Thor's voice. He looked around, clearly confused. "Where am I?" he asked.

"The healer's room." Sif replied, relief filling her.

"Oh...I thought...that...wait...why am I still alive?"

"Well, they said something about you surviving your little sacrifice there that I am not allowing you to do again." Sif said as she gave him a stern but joking look.

Loki smiled and yawned. He tried to sit up but ended up needing Thor's help.

"You're going to be weak for a few days." Thor stated.

Loki nodded when Odin walked in. "You're up!" he said, grinning.

Loki smiled, to tired to talk. Odin hugged him and then sat down. "Well, Malekith is dead and so is Thanos. Which is good, the city is halfway built. And Loki, you are staying on bed rest till you seem strong enough to walk around. No using spells or anything, your magic is still healing." Odin said.

Loki nodded as he started to fall asleep again, Sif couldn't help but say, "Aw he's so cute when he falls asleep."

"No I am not." came the mumbled but dark reply.

Sif paled and then blushed. Thor chuckled, "Somehow he still sounds dangerous when falling asleep. Get well brother." he said.

Loki only did a faint nod as he drifted off into darkness. The voices getting further and further away. They all left after they saw a faint but surly there, smile on his face.

They only hoped he would be happy, but feared there was another threat at hand. Thanos had a son. Which they were shocked of, but they knew he was just as dangerous. Odin had ordered guards to be on watch and to guard Loki. For he knew this wasn't the end.

Author's note: I am so tempted to continue this one...sorry for any mistakes! It's been a while since I last watched Thor or the Avengers.