"How dare you!" Frigga shouted as she entered her husband's study.

Odin looked up at his wife. "What have I done this time? I am sure our daughter has told you that I apologized for my wrongs yesterday."

"Our daughter hasn't told me anything. She's passed out in the healing room right now. Have you any idea why?" Frigga replied.

"What? Why is she passed out?" Odin asked.

"Because she is stressed out. It all got to her." Frigga answered. "Do you know what she was stressed about?"

"I am sure you are about to tell me and fill me in on how it is my fault." Odin replied.

Frigga glared at her husband. "It is your fault. She is worried about Loki because he is torn up about the rather large decision you placed in his lap! I mean you have put his father's life in his hands!"

Odin opened his mouth to say something, but Frigga cut him off. She wasn't done, not by a mile.

"How could you do that to them? You dumped a big decision on our son-in-law and put our daughter in danger of having a miscarriage! What were you thinking? How can I even as that, you obviously weren't thinking."

"I was trying to..." Odin began, but Frigga silenced him once more.

"I do not even want to know what your reasoning was. I can't believe you. You are not the same man you were when we married." She said, before heading out the door and leaving Odin alone with his thoughts.

Loki and Ava...

Loki walked into the healing room and found Ava lying on the bed, her eyes closed. He walked over and bent to kiss her head. He then sat down and took her hand in his. He looked at her, looking for any outward signs of illness or injury, but she just appeared to be resting peacefully.

After a few moments, Ava began to move slightly and groan. Loki was up and leaning down over her. He had a hand resting on her cheek, "Ava, my love." He whispered gently.

Ava slowly opened her eyes. "Loki?" She asked, looking up at him.

"I am here, my love." Loki said, gently stroking her cheek.

"How are you?" Ava asked.

Loki smiled at his wife. "You are the one who passed out and had to be taken to the healing room, and you're worried about me? He asked. "I don't want you to even think about anything other than resting and taking care of yourself." He then kissed her forehead.

"But, I want to know if talking to your mother helped." Ava replied.

Loki kissed her cheek. "Ava, you are not worrying about a single thing other than resting and getting better. How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay." Ava answered. "I'd be better if you would tell me how you are doing."

"I am alright as long as you're alright." Loki replied.

Ava gave her husband a glare, but before she could say anything else, Thor and Farbauti were entering the room, ignoring the one at a time rule. Thor walked over to the other side of his sister's bed. "How are you feeling, Ava?" He asked.

"I'm fine." Ava answered.

"That is good to hear." Farbauti said.

"Were you able to help Loki?" Ava asked her mother-in-law still worried about her husband.

Loki gave Ava a scolding look. "How many times must I tell you to quit worrying about me?"

"Until you tell me how you are doing." Ava answered.

"Ava, Loki is right. You just need to rest. Worrying so much is what ended you up in here." Thor told his sister.

Ava glared at her brother. "Yes, Mom." She told him sarcastically.

Just then Frigga walked in the door. Her expression was a mixture of fury and concern. She looked at Ava and the fury was completely taken over by concern for her daughter. "How are you feeling, Sweetheart?" She asked.

"I am fine." Ava answered, getting sick and tired of hearing that question.

Before anything else could be said the head healer was entering the room. She gave all of the visitors a brief glare for not listening to her one at a time rule, but she didn't say anything. She turned her attention to Ava. "Princess, how are you feeling?" She asked.

"I'm fine and would everyone please quit asking me that?" Ava replied.

"Don't get yourself worked up. You need to be resting and relaxing." The healer replied.

"Do I have to do that in here?" Ava inquired. "Can I at least be in my own chambers? In my own bed?"

"I don't see why not." The healer answered. "but you have to stay in bed for the next three days just to be safe. No stressing about anything."

"Okay." Ava replied.

Ava talked with her family and the healer for a few more moments, getting new rules for what she needed to do to keep herself and the baby well. Then Loki helped her up from her bed. He kept an arm around her waist as they walked through the halls to their chambers.

They reached their chambers and walked into their bedroom. Loki pulled out one of Ava's night dresses and handed it to his wife. Ava changed into the gown. "Now, get into bed." Loki ordered his wife.

Ava gave him a playful glare, but complied and climbed into bed. "Are you going to get in this bed and hold me or not?" She asked.

Loki grinned at his wife and crawled into bed with his wife and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead. "I love you, Ava."

"I love you, Loki." Ava replied. "Now, did talking to your mother help you with your decision?"

"You're not going to let this go, are you?" Loki asked.

Ava shook her head. "Nope. I want to make sure you're alright."

Loki kissed Ava gently on the lips. "I will be alright. Now, what had you so worked up?"

"I...I was just worried about you and upset that I have no idea how to help you." Ava answered.

Loki pulled Ava closer and kissed the top of her head. "Ava, my love, just you loving me is all the help I need." He told his wife. "And taking care of yourself."

Ava stretched up and kissed Loki's cheek. "I wish there was more that I could do."

"Ava, please quit worrying yourself and know that your love is more than I ever thought I could deserve."

Tears glistened in Ava's eyes. She wrapped her arms around Loki and buried her face in his chest. She didn't just say anything, she just held onto Loki. Loki held her back and kissed the top of her head. Ava ended up falling asleep in her husband's arms.

Loki looked at Ava as she slept in his arms. He thought about the decision he had to make. He then thought about his son or daughter growing inside Ava's womb. He thought about how worried Ava had become over him and how torn up this entire situation had made them both. As all of these thoughts ran through his mind, he knew what he had to do. Loki had made his decision.