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The Healer

Summary: Ever since finding his child, Thor learns rumors of a best healer after being injured. It turns out the healer turns out to be Loki having no memory of his previous life at Asgard. Managing to court and marry Loki they were happy again with their first child. It only been after Loki is with their second child that old memories comes back leaving the old insecurities and Thor's conquests. He decides to leave taking his child leaving Thor having to stop him.

Warnings: AU, Amnesiac! Loki, Intersex! Loki, Hurt! Loki, Hurt! Thor, Mpreg, pseudo incest, language, ocs

Gritting his teeth feeling the wounds from the recent natural disaster in the realm farthest from Asgard, Thor now king of Asgard feels his temper about to raise as his bed is cold with no bed partner for the past four years not since Him.

"Papa?" the soft little voice of his son, Prince Magnus, toddles closer his blue eyes gazing up at him while everything else screams Loki making Thor's heart clench.

"Aye I'm fine son." Thor assures the boy fighting the pain as a nanny of the toddler appears giving an apologetic look to her king but the prince isn't going to have it.

He wriggles away before moving to the bed.

"Papa," He whimpers hands holding on to the blanket wishing to be with his papa wanting to feel safe again in his arms.

"Let him up, May," Thor tells the nanny who nods frowning at the fact but keeps her silence taking her leave after placing the heir of Asgard next to his father.

Thor smiles at his son seeing so much of Loki within. How he found his son been a blessing but also angry. Why did Loki have to go and get himself capture by the Chitauri? Did he know he was with child? Thor pushes these thoughts as he been looking for the past few years ever since finding his son having hope that Loki is alive somewhere. He pulls Magnus close to him letting the boy sigh contently before drifting into a fitful rest.

The sound of knocking grabs Thor's attention. He calls out, "Yes."

"My Lord the Healer has arrived," The voice of the Hogun from the Warrior Three and Lady Sif standing guard makes him hum.

"Very well send them in."

"Yes.…" Fandral chokes obviously seeing the healer's features rather in shock as soft gasps are heard from his rooms making Thor to frown.

What has them so much in turmoil? Who is this healer? He soon understands the sounds from his friends and comrades in arms as the door opens revealing the healer. With the same green eyes that haunts his dreams and soft raven hair slick back from the handsome features and creamy pale skin.

"Loki," Thor breathes heart racing in his chest as Loki stares at him in confusion.

"Yes that's my name but are you my patient?" The healer ask making Thor's heart to race faster and a new pain form.

Doesn't Loki remember him? He grits his teeth letting a hiss of pain waking up his son who stares owlishly around him to find the healer to heal his papa. The strange feeling of familiarity goes through the prince and healer as they gaze at each other. It would be looking at a copy in the mirror with subtle differences. The prince having raven hair with blue eyes and a cheeky smile similar of a former trickster prince along with his skin tone takes after his father being outside a bit. And his nose and cheek bones as well as his papa.

The healer shakes off the feeling sighing as tiny memories of having a baby only to be taken away is at the edges of his mind. He doesn't remember anything of his younger years or his previous life after the accident that made him loose his memories. Does he have any family or so in any of the realms? He learns to let it be as he is a wonderful healer. The joy of helping people is enough for him. He has all the items he needs to heal the Asgardian King. He soon gets to work mindful of the toddler prince watching with interest.

He ignores all the attempts of the King asking him questions. He feels his heart race and heat go into his cheeks. His green eyes flicker up seeing the blue eyes watching him with hope and awe. He ducks his head shyly. A King wouldn't dare to court a simple healer like himself. He can have any man or woman at his hand with those blue eyes of his.

"Please stay to work as a healer in the palace," Thor pleads as what feel like days are only hours later after the healer finish the last of his work to his satisfaction while Thor feels the pain is dulled to the point it can be ignorable.

"I can't," Loki answers only to feel his hand be grabbed into the King's large one and brought to the lips as its kissed making him feel warmth and familiarity.

"I beg of you," Thor whispers as the tension develop between them while broken by the young prince's stomach.

"Papa hungry."

"Go on and see your grandmother Son," Thor answer waving the lad off making him giggle happily before toddling off to find Frigga would play with him after he eaten his meal.

"Don't you recognize me Loki?" Thor asks once the toddler is out of earshot making the healer to tense up.

"No I don't know you," Loki answers making Thor to sigh.

He pulls the healer down kissing those soft lips. Soon the long fingers runs on their own accord in his hair while he pulls the healer on him. He murmurs soft nothings making the healer confuse why his body is reacting while his memories are blank. He shivers feeling the touch. He squirms away trying to keep some sort of boundaries.

"I'll be back in a while to recheck the wounds." With those words Loki runs out making Thor to smirk a little to himself as it a start and proof to him that it's his Loki that is the healer healing him.

-Six Months Later-

It taken a good couple weeks before Loki crack down willing to be courted by Thor. He didn't remember much of the past that been fine. He fallen for the young prince who in turn loves Loki dearly and gotten to call him daddy or at times mama to make him blush while Thor has a gleam in his eyes at the word.

Many were happy to see Loki is in fact alive but sadden that he doesn't remember any of them. This been a blessing of a new start for all. As Loki finds a place a few memories gleam through. He finds himself become conflicted as he fallen for the king. The tension between them is stifling until Thor carries Loki to his bed showering his body with kisses that left sexy moan that been the best sound to Thor's ears.

Before long the wedding of the year finally happens as Thor and Loki married. The young prince Magnus join them at the alter at both of their insistence as they are to be a family. There been no dried eye at the ceremony as the vows the two makes pulls at the heart strings. It been their wedding night that their union conceived the next child of King Thor and his Consort Loki Odinson.

And this is where our tale begins…..

Inferior. The many women Thor….his brother bed. Scrunching his nose in his sleep Loki softly moans. He feels the warm body of his husband by his side and the hand lie on the round belly forming with the new lives within. He opens his green eyes furrowing his brow. The healer turn consort sits up. The old memories are coming back with all the old insecurities. He looks at his sleeping husband as more memories come. How everyone consider his abilities worthless and womanly.

He trembles. He carefully moves Thor's arms off of him before slipping out of the bed and room. He goes to his son's room as more of his memories and magic comes to him. His heart races as he touches the raven locks of his little prince that the memories of the Chitauri capture and threats of taking his son. The agony and pain as he falls in the Bifrost. His anger at Thor and Odin. The truth of his heritage of him being a Jotun.

He scoops up the boy who snuggles mindful of his new sibling in his daddy's belly sighing. Loki let a few tears roll down before moving quickly out of the palace careful not to alert the guards of his sudden haste. He has to leave. Go anywhere. His heart aches wishing to have Thor to hold him or even stop him. This marriage is a sham.

Thor awakens not feeling his love beside him. He looks seeing the spot is still warm but empty. He hears the alarms blaring. He rushes out of the room heading towards Heimdall hoping to find Loki. To his surprise he finds Loki and Magnus in the gardens. He quickly grabs Loki by the waist pulling him against his chest making Loki to cry in pain.

"Let me go you stupid oaf!" Loki whimpers tears falling.

"My love no please don't leave me," Thor begs as their son wakens looking confused.

"Papa, Daddy?"

"I love you Loki and been worried sick," Thor chokes holding on to Loki as he stiffen in his arms. "I love our son and the new one on the way. You completely me"

"You're lying," Loki whispers only to have Thor shake his head.

"No Loki."

"Love you Papa, Daddy," Magnus whispers drifting off to sleep in his daddy's arms while Papa holds them both making Loki rethink of the precious six months and the courtship as those around approve of them and gentle teasing of them wed with more children.

"Please Loki my love. Don't go," Thor pleads turning Loki around mindful of their son and kisses the shorter man making his knees weaken at the kiss.

"Okay." The simple words of acceptance warms Thor's heart as he takes Loki and Magnus back into the palace relieve they will remain as a family.

Within four months later, the newest additions enter their family, daughter Aldrif and son Forseti.