Here's the third part! Please enjoy!
"The Vacancy That Sat In My Heart"
"I'll set the coordinates."
"Your Highness?" A soft, female voice called. It sounded so distant in Skye's ears. "Your Highness?"
Skye snapped her eyes open, looking warily at her surroundings before feeling a calm gentle hand on her forehand. Raising her eyes, she was met with an angelic-like woman who smiled sweetly at her. "Did I fall asleep?"
"Yes." She answered, helping Skye to adjust in the bed. Waving a hand on the bed, she ordered it to raise the head until Skye gave her the nod to stop. "Your brother wishes to speak with you."
Skye raised an eyebrow. "Which one?" At the moment, she really didn't want to speak with Loki, simply because of the rivalry between him and her AC.
"Thor." The woman answered, checking her vitals. "Shall I allow him in?"
Skye smiled. "Sure, why not?" The woman nodded before turning on her heels and retrieving her older brother. She thought she'd be all giddy to be in his presence, but she wasn't. Although she was glad to finally meet and talk to him, her heart was left on Earth with AC. Frowning, she fiddled with the blanket while looking down.
"Why do you look so sad, Sister?" Thor asked as he entered the room, carrying the Mjolnir in his hand. Skye looked up and smiled shyly at her brother.
"You can call me Skye. That's what everyone else calls me." She told him.
A smile tugged at his lips. "Certainly, whatever you want." He sat down on the chair and flickered his eyes to her. "Skye."
She chuckled. "I'm calling you Thor, just so you know."
"That is my name." Thor mused. "Do you want to hear some stories of my travels?"
"Yeah." She answered, eagerly. Skye nestled further in the blankets, listening to her brother talk.
"The last one turned out to be pretty interesting…a hammer."
Skye listened as Thor animated many of his stories. There were moments of laughter and then others of sorrows. In total, she'd learn more about the other Nine Realms from her brother than their father.
In a quiet moment, Thor observed his little sister. He could see that she was a little overwhelmed and trying to understand everything in her silent demeanor. She also looked so sad. "What is the matter, Skye?" he asked.
"Just miss him. Everything's better when he's with me." Skye answered, looking around the room.
"Your beloved?" Thor wanted to make sure they were on the same page. She nodded. "Who is this man? Perhaps, I can retrieve him, if it will help your adjustment to this world easier."
Unlike their father, she felt more comfortable telling him. "My AC."
He raised his eyebrows. "AC? Skye, that does not give me a name. It sounds more like a nick…name than a name."
"Can you really bring him to me?" Skye asked in a small child-like voice.
"Yes." Thor assured her. "Anything to keep you happy." He reached over and barely pinched her cheek, innocently.
"His name is Agent Phil Coulson, better known to you guys as Son of Coul." She answered, wincing to see how her brother reacted. "Please don't kill him like Loki did." She pleaded.
Thor looked rather surprised. He was well aware the man was alive; after all, he'd been the one to bring him here. Thor just didn't expect his baby sister to be involved with the human. "How did you meet him?" he questioned with narrowed eyes.
"I'm bringing her on, but your frown will be noted."
"By accident, really…" Skye summarized how everything went down, ecstatically. "At first sight, he was just this man in black government type who kidnapped me. It was only after I got to really know him that the whole love thing happened. I'm pretty sure the feeling's mutual, but there's still some doubt." She threw her smile back on. "So can you get him?"
Thor studied her for a few seconds. "Son of Coul has the authority to come to Asgard at any point, anytime he wishes." Her smile turned into a frown. "It does not mean I do not want to retrieve him."
"Does he know this?" She wondered, watching her brother think it over.
"I believe his agency did not want him to remember for his sake. If Kaju learned that a full-blooded Midgardian had access to Asgard…there is no telling what our uncle will do." Thor told her.
Skye grew upset, reaching over to rip out her IV and threw back the thin covers. She slung her legs off the side of the bed, sitting right in front of Thor.
"What are you doing, Skye?" Thor questioned, scooting the chair back and sitting the Mjolnir on the floor. Just as Skye rose, he stood up to catch her.
"If you all aren't going to bring him to me, then I will." She stated, holding onto the bed for support.
"Please, Skye. Lay back down. Your body is not healed enough." Thor urged, helping to ease his sister back on the bed.
"Then, go get him." She glared up at him as she tossed the blankets back over her. A nurse entered the room, took in the situation, and said nothing as she stuck her with another IV.
"What did Father say?" He asked calmly as he eased back in the chair.
"He was angry that I'm basically in love with a Midgardian. He said and I quote 'He will be unable to protect you if Kaju decides to pursue you. Your AC is vulnerable' then he finished that with my mother. He thinks I need to be with an Asgardian because apparently they're better equipped to fight Kaju." She said, crossing her arms. "Maybe you all can arm him with something that'll make our uncle think twice."
Thor listened, but his mind was already coming up with a list of weapons her beloved could use to defend. "I will discuss it with Father." He picked up the Mjolnir and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Get well, Skye."
"Wait." Skye looked alarmed, uncrossing her arms as Thor started to leave. "There is no discussing it, Thor! Bring him to me!" Her words fell on deaf ears as her older brother left the room. "Dammit!"
Skye heard a utensil or instrument rattling against the small metal tray in her room. Turning her attention to watch it, she was fascinated as the rattling intensified, seemingly building power. Suddenly, the metal took off at rapid speed toward her. She shut her eyes, expecting the impact.
"I suggest you avoid getting angry, Sister." Skye heard Loki say. Opening her eyes, she saw his hand mere inches in front of her face, holding onto the object. Shell-shocked, she took a chance and looked up at her brother. He was smiling warmly down at her, presenting the object for her to take.
"Thanks." She cautiously said as she took the now offered object, setting it on the blanket. "Did you do that?"
He shook his head. "No, I am afraid that was all you, Little Sister."
"Since when do I have abilities?" She asked, surprised and feeling slightly unsettled with the very god who'd killed her beloved.
"Since you were born." Loki rounded the bed and took the chair. "You have always had the technological one, as Heimdall and Father have seen. Your other abilities will start surfacing now that you have reawaken."
"Loki," she said testily. He smirked as if he was being devious. "I'm not exactly in the best of moods right now." She told him. "So, can you take a shortcut and please get on with the program!"
Loki chuckled. "Get on with the program means to continue, correct?" At her nod, he rubbed his hands together in excitement. Maybe he could have fun tormenting his little sister just as much as her beloved. "While you are here healing, you will go through a time of adjustment – called the adjustment period – where you learn to hone in your abilities. During this time, it means no contact with family and friends from Midgard." He was firm on that. A total lie, of course.
Skye looked crestfallen. "What? Our father and Thor never said anything about that."
Loki shrugged his shoulders. "It is common knowledge here." He looked away before snapping his eyes back to hers. "Oh, I forgot you did not grow up here. Our ways are foreign to you. Guess you are just going to have to wait to see that useless Midgardian when you have finished." He said off-handedly.
She grew angry. The object snapped up in the air at attention, hovering above the bed before flying at Loki, who easily caught it before it hit him.
"Really?" He cocked an eyebrow at her. "After I save you, you want to hurt me." He said dramatically.
Pouting, she glared at him like a child. "No comment."
He chuckled, standing up. "Just remember what I said about the adjustment period." He reminded as he tossed the object on the tray on his way out.
Skye grumbled under her breath. "Like hell. You can't keep him from me."
TBC...