HI! HERE! READ ME FIRST!: I hope that got your attention... anyway. My reviews! Thank you so much for them! Especially the Doge review xD I laughed really hard at that. Wow. such reviews. much happy.

Anyway, I was writing this chapter and I was afraid that things were moving too fast between Loki and Kaleria... but then I remembered, and I want to make sure it's clear with all of you, that Kaleria is technically telling her story on Asgard, so time is kind-of skipping around as she does it. Her focus is mostly on Loki, time is actually passing, months are actually going by. So if it seems fast, that's why.

I also really can't wait to get to "Present" time to get back to the big story telling.

But yeah... Anyway.

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Kaleria woke the next morning in her twin sized bed, her stomach sore as the baby kicked from inside. She sat up slowly, groaning as she placed a hand on her belly. "I cannot wait for you to arrive already." She spoke to her stomach. She stretched quickly before standing up and heading to her closet. Kaleria picked a long sleeve black maternity shirt and black stretch pants. She tied her hair back into a pony tail before walking over to her desk.

She looked down at the ring on her finger. "Why do I do this to myself?" She muttered before taking off the ring and replacing it in the drawer. It was just another reminder of home and the events leading up to her arrival here. "I have to meet Steve." She reminded herself. Kaleria loved having a companion that was just as lost as she was in this world. Granted, he was a little better off than she was, but it was still comforting. Kaleria left her apartment and headed down to the training area to meet Steve.

The Captain was busy this morning. After finding Phil Coulson (and hearing a barrage of praise for his earlier years) he was able to request a softer chair for his training room. Coulson directed Steve to a softer black arm chair, which Steve took graciously, and after another few questions from Coulson, he was able to bring the chair to the training room.

Steve set the chair up in the middle of the room, positioning it where Kaleria's chair was yesterday, he then set up his own chair across from hers. He was eager to hear the rest of Kaleria's story; he had so many unanswered questions. He also had to admit, he finally found someone who understood. He had found someone who was a reliable companion for him, someone who understood what he was going through.

As he finished setting up the chairs to how he wanted, the training room door opened revealing a smiling red head holding two miniature cartons of orange juice and brown bag. "Good morning Captain."

"Ma'am." Steve smiled in return. "I found you a more comfortable chair." He gestured. "At least, I hope it's more comfortable."

Kaleria was beaming. "You're the best." She replied as she came closer, handing him the brown bag and a carton of orange juice. "It's not much but it's breakfast. I realized as I was walking in you probably can eat a lot more than this so… I apologize."

"No, this is great." Steve said as he opened the brown bag to reveal a croissant and a bagel.

"I also wasn't sure which you'd prefer." Kaleria admitted sheepishly.

"I could eat either." Steve said. "Thank you." Kaleria just smiled as she sat down in the seat, it felt good to get off her swollen feet. "I have to admit, you had me thinking all night."

"Oh?"

Steve sat down across from her. "I'm curious about you."

Kaleria chuckled. "I suppose it's an interesting story." Kaleria adjusted in her seat, attempting to get more comfortable. "I'll skip ahead a little, if you don't mind?" She asked.

"Not at all, this is your story." Steve smiled.

"My relationship with Loki blossomed every day, we were inseparable. My nightmares kept happening however, to the point where I was afraid to sleep at all. Loki began sneaking me into his chambers earlier and earlier. At that point, I did not care about getting caught. I just wanted sleep. I wanted release from those horrid nightmares" Kaleria hesitated slightly.

Steve noticed her hesitation. "What happened?"

Kaleria feigned a smile. "Some of those nightmares came true."

Asgard...

Loki had been sneaking Kaleria into his room for over a month now, her nightmares were getting worse and her mind restless. She was scared and she wasn't even sure why. They were just bad dreams and nothing more.

They were growing closer and even more public with their affection. Kaleria blamed her exhaustion for her new found affection for Loki. Loki just accepted it. They were inseparable, talking breakfast in the gardens, walking for hour and talking. Other than her horrific dreams, even Kaleria had to admit things were going really well. They were young lovers and that's all they cared for.

"You are very stiff today." Kaleria commented as she walked alongside Loki. "Something troubles you?"

Loki's lips curled up slightly. "I think we are both just exhausted." He replied with thought. "However, I do have a lot on my mind today."

Kaleria pried with a smile. "Go on?"

Loki's smile grew. "If you must know, I have to meet with my Father and Mother today."

"Oh." Kaleria sounded slightly disappointed. "Is it anything bad?"

Loki nearly laughed. "Actually, it could possibly be quite wonderful."

Kaleria raised a brow. "Oh?" Loki responded with a light hum. "No hints?" He shook his head. Kaleria groaned as she continued to walk with him. "Fine, have your secrets. I have more important things to do."

Loki chuckled. "Oh do you now?"

"Yes I do." She sang musically.

"Will you tell me?"

"No." Her smile wide as Loki laughed. He grabbed her arms gently, forcing her to face him. His smile was matching hers as he closed the gap between them, kissing her lovingly. Loki pulled away leaving both breathless. "What was that for?" Kaleria asked.

"Do I need a reason?"

Kaleria quickly pecked him on the lips. "I suppose not."

"You were right, my dear wife." A powerful voice said causing Kaleria to jump slightly as she turned to see Odin and Frigga. "Our son is more than smitten."

Frigga smiled warmly. "I think it is safe to say they're young lovers."

Kaleria felt her face turn red as she bowed to Odin and Frigga. Odin spoke first. "My child, you do not need to be so formal here." He said. "We are just Loki's Father and Mother here."

Loki turned to Kaleria. "If you will excuse me, there is something I need to speak to the All Father and All Mother about."

Kaleria nodded, turning to Odin and Frigga once more and nodding her head in respect. The two smiled as Loki left Kaleria's side to accompany his parents.

"He would not tell me what was going on." Kaleria said as she sat with Sif and the Warriors in the Tavern. She held a mug of mead in her hand, untouched. "He seemed happy though."

Fandral was the first to speak. "He might be appealing his case to the All Father and Mother."

"What do you mean?" Kaleria asked.

"Thor and Loki are both in line for the throne, and Odin is the only one who can claim who fits as the next ruler." Sif added. "In two weeks there will be a ceremony to declare the upcoming King of Asgard."

"Oh." Kaleria said somewhat defeated. "Why would he not tell me? That seems important."

"He's probably nervous." Sif sympathized.

"Well, does Loki have a chance to be King?" Kaleria asked the group whom fell silent.

"Loki…" Volstagg said. "Thor and Loki both have an equal chance, to be quite honest." Volstagg paused. "Loki would be a wise leader, he is cunning, tactful."

"But you don't believe he will be King?" Kaleria asked somewhat accusingly.

"It's anyone's crown." Fandral added.

"Then why is there doubt in your eyes?" Kaleria asked.

"Thor is very well favored." Sif sighed. "He will more than likely be chosen."

Kaleria shrugged. "I believe Loki has what it takes."

"And he does, Kali." Sif agreed. "Just be prepared for anything."

Kaleria took her first sip of the mead that had been sitting there for quite some time. Her mind wandered to her nightmare from over a month ago, Loki proclaiming that Sif did not find him to be a fair King. It sent a chill down her spine the more she thought of it, causing her to chug her mead, desperate to forget.

Kaleria, like every night for the past month, walked to Loki's chambers and knocked three times. She waited for movement but heard nothing from the other side. Confused as to why Loki was not answering, she knocked once more. Nothing could be heard on the other side. "He is not there." Kaleria turned, wide eyed to where the voice came from. Sheer panic adorned her face as she saw Frigga, smiling apologetically.

"I was just trying to-"Kaleria stuttered.

Frigga smiled a little more. "I know what you and my son are up to." Frigga saw right through her lie. "I am your friend here, do not worry."

Kaleria sighed with relief as she shuffled nervously. "Where is Loki?"

"After speaking with Odin and myself he left a little angered I'm afraid."

"Is he all right?" Kaleria asked concerned.

Frigga smiled at Kaleria's concern for her son, she admired that. "You truly do care for him." She stated more as a matter of fact than question.

Kaleria blushed. "I suppose I do."

"You should not be afraid to love someone who feels the same for you." Frigga replied.

"I'm not really sure how Loki feels." Kaleria admitted.

"He adores you, Kaleria." Frigga smiled widely. "He speaks so highly of you." Kaleria felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought of being adored by someone, especially by Loki. "If he does return from wherever he ran off to, he may need a strong shoulder to lean on."

Kaleria replied without really thinking. "I'd do anything for him."

Frigga nodded in approval. "You will make a great companion for him. I hope his discouragement does not hinder his plans with you."

Kaleria looked at Frigga slightly confused. "What do you mean?"

Frigga smiled politely. "Have a good night, Kaleria." She continued walking, leaving Kaleria in confusion and alone outside Loki's chambers.

Loki had not returned leaving Kaleria antsy over the next two days. Kaleria would search for him in all the familiar spots and then at night she would stand outside his chambers, waiting. She felt lost without Loki around to tease her or kiss her. She hated to admit it, but she felt like she was missing a part of her. Kaleria wandered to Loki's room again, stopping in front of the door and sighing. She pressed her body up against the door, hoping to lean gently against it, however, the door was not closed tightly and she fell forward into Loki's chambers.

Kaleria groaned as she processed what had just happened. She quickly scrambled to her feet when she realized she was now in Loki's chambers. She stood up and looked around the room, realizing Loki's chambers were dark and unwelcoming, not how she was used to it. With a wave of her hand the room dimly lit and that's when she saw him.

Loki sat on his bed; his body facing her but his head was down, looking down at his feet. Kaleria stared at him with concern and confusion as she walked closer. "Loki?" Her voice was mouse like as she took baby steps forward. "Loki?" She felt her heart pounding in her chest as she slowly came closer, finally stopping only a couple feet away. "Loki?" She repeated.

"They chose him." He hissed. "They chose him because they think he's ready."

"Loki…" Kaleria was interrupted.

"I am ready; I am ready to be a great ruler." Loki growled. "I even proved my worth by choosing a Queen to rule at my side." That caught Kaleria's attention as he spoke. "Yet they still chose that big oaf."

"Loki…" Kaleria tried again.

"It does not matter now." He dismissed it. Something changed in Loki, Kaleria could sense it. Something was off about him. The way he spoke, his demeanor; something was different about him.

Kaleria, although shaking in her steps, moved forward and knelt before Loki, placing a gentle hand on his leg. He looked up at her, his eyes cold even when looking at her. "It does not matter, Loki." She said quietly. "You're still King of my heart." She added noticing his leer was softening. "We will get through this, okay? Together" She gently placed her hand on top of his. "Against my better judgment, I love you, Loki Odinson, and you're stuck with me. Isn't that enough?"

Loki sighed, his stiff shoulders deflating slightly as a small smile came to his lips. "You are more than enough for me, Kali." Kaleria smiled warmly. "And you are the Queen to my heart."

Kaleria joked. "We'd make an awful King and Queen, I'm a misfit and you're just too mischievous for your own good."

Loki chuckled. "I think we'd make wonderful sovereigns."

Kaleria leaned up and kissed Loki sweetly on the lips. "You can be my sovereign."

Loki purred. "Don't tempt me."

Kaleria rolled her eyes. "I didn't mean it like that."

Loki stood up, offering a hand to help Kaleria up. She graciously took it only to have Loki pull her in very close to him as he began to nuzzle her neck. He placed soft kisses trailing from where her shoulder and neck met, then up to her ear. Kaleria shivered in anticipation as he continued. He whispered darkly in her ear. "If I cannot rule Asgard; I can at least rule you." That drove Kaleria over the edge, his cold breath on her ear, his dark voice, he drove her crazy. Kaleria wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a rough kiss, surprising both of them.

With a wave of his hand, Loki used his gifts to close the door to his chambers. Kaleria was his at last.

Kaleria's eyes fluttered open, her sight adjusting as she realized her surroundings. Her body was tingling as her hand rested on Loki's bare chest. His body felt amazing against her naked one. She moved her hand from Loki's chest, only to see a red hand print. Confused, she sat up slightly, pulling the blankets up with her and noticed, to her horrified expression, burn holes in the shape of her hands, on the sheets. "Oh no…" She whispered in disbelief as she examined the room for more fires. She turned around to see the headboard was charred slightly as well. Embarrassed, Kaleria put her head in her hands. She felt movement next to her, causing her to look up and at her smirking partner. "Did I hurt you?"

Loki smirked. "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Kaleria narrowed her eyes. "I'm serious; you have burns on your chest."

"And they can be healed." Loki waved it off as he looked at his bed sheets. "My sheets however…"

Kaleria blushed. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be." Loki sat up fully now, motioning for her to come closer. Kaleria obliged as she sat next to him, snuggling into his chest as they leaned up against the headboard.

"What did we do last night?" Her question was rhetorical, she knew exactly what happened.

"There was fiery passion." Loki winked. "Literally."

"I hate you." Kaleria growled.

"We both know that's a lie." Loki said as he kissed the top of her head. "You told me you loved me last night."

Kaleria groaned. "Fantastic."

"What's wrong?" Loki asked with a chuckle.

"That's something else to go to your head." Kaleria sighed. "Your inflated ego is my doing." Loki just laughed. The room went quiet once more as Kaleria cleared her throat. "Last night though…" Loki sighed slightly. "You said you had chosen a Queen to rule at your side."

"I did." He said.

"What did you mean?" Kaleria pressed on curiously.

"I was proving to my parents that I was ready for the responsibility of the crown and by having a Queen at my side to rule." Loki admitted. "However, that still did not convince them I was right for the crown."

"So what does that mean now?" Kaleria asked curiously, her stomach tying in knots.

"I suppose this means I should still ask my future Queen to be my wife, assuming she will settle for just being my wife."

"I'm sure she's not settling with being simply your wife." Kaleria joked. "She probably would have been a terrible Queen anyway."

"So it's settled then, we will wed in the morning." Loki stated with a serious tone.

Kaleria nearly fell over as she pulled away from Loki in desperation, a gasp escaping her lips as she quickly covered herself with blankets. "Wed in the morning? Are you mad?"

"Possibly." Loki shrugged.

"We can't get married, Loki." Kaleria argued as her mind raced a mile a minute. "There's so much to think of when getting married. What if we decide we hate each other after we marry?"

"We already do hate each other, but go on." Loki said.

"It's just so sudden and such a crazy idea! Sif, I'm pretty sure would kill us." Kaleria continued. "Why would you want to marry me?"

Loki waited for Kaleria to calm down a moment before sitting up and moving closer to her. "Are you quite done yet?" Kaleria just nodded, speechless. "Good. Now listen very carefully." He gently placed his hands on both her shoulders. "Why worry about the terrible points of marriage? Why not marry because we want to."

"But what if I don't want to?" Kaleria asked.

"Do you not want to marry me?"

Kaleria thought for a moment, she was hesitating again. She knew she had to stop hesitating and stopping herself from living her life. However, was marrying Loki the same thing? Was she holding herself back? She was always afraid of the unknown, but not this time. She was going to be impulsive and she was going to enjoy it. "We have the rest of our lives to blame each other if we're miserable."

Loki smiled, leaning forward and kissing Kaleria on the forehead. "Then let's get married."

"Not tomorrow." Kaleria muttered.

Loki chuckled. "No, we will not wed tomorrow."

Kaleria then had her own mischievous smile as she looked at Loki. "I will marry you on one condition."

"Name it."

"You have to ask Sif for permission." Loki's smile dropped.

Their arguing could be heard outside the library, the sound of books being thrown and hitting objects with a thud. Kaleria swallowed hard as she stared at the library doors, a reassuring hand placed on her shoulder by Fandral. "I'm sure Sif is just… in shock."

"They've been at it for over an hour now." Kaleria grimaced.

"Well, this was a sudden announcement." Volstagg said.

"Believe me, I know." Kaleria agreed. "But I want to do this."

"Are you sure?" Fandral asked. "Is this really what you want?"

"When you love someone, nothing is for certain. You can't be sure of anything." Kaleria said. "That's the beauty of it."

The sound of a book thudding hard against the door caused the group to jump. "I think she may kill him before you get the chance to marry him." Hogun said.

"Please don't say that…" Kaleria groaned.

The library went silent, sending a chill down Kaleria's spine as she wondered if maybe her sister did kill Loki. She looked to the Warriors, fear in her eyes and a little fear in theirs as the door opened. Kaleria focused her attention to the door when Loki walked out first. Relief washed over her body when she saw him unharmed. Sif followed suit and walked over to Kaleria first. "Sif…" Kaleria began, only to have Sif raise her hair in protest.

"We have a wedding to plan." She smiled slightly.

Kaleria, beaming now, lunged forward and hugged her sister tightly. Sif laughed as she hugged her sister back. "Thank you for not killing him."

"I was close." Sif replied. "No one is good enough for my sister."

"I'm right here…" Loki reminded the girls.

Kaleria pulled away from the hug first, she smiled at Loki quickly as Volstagg spoke, right on cue. "What are we standing around for? This is an excuse to celebrate!"

Everyone was in agreement to head to the Tavern and drink, everyone except Loki. The group began to head down to the Tavern, Kaleria stopped to talk to Loki. "You're not coming?"

"No, go ahead without me." Loki smiled reassuringly. "There's something I must do."

"I'm expected to celebrate our good news alone?"

Loki kissed Kaleria on the forehead. "Only for one night, I believe you are capable to celebrate for both of us." Kaleria nodded. "Now go, enjoy the night. I will see you later."

Kaleria turned and headed after Sif and the Warriors. Her heart left with a sinking feeling as she left her future husband, the God of Mischief.

Final Thoughts: We're getting closer to finding out what happened between Loki and Kaleria, and how Kaleria came to Earth! Eek! Thanks for reading, remember to review!