Sigyn opened and closed her mouth several times but no sound came out.

"You are insane." She finally managed, "I married Xaver, I love him."

"I know, but before this," Loki gestured around him, "you were married to me, you were a goddess of Asgard; we were in love."

Sigyn shook her head, "You are insane, I don't know who the hell you think you are but this is not happening." She turned and started to leave.

"Those aren't visions, they are memories." He called after her, Sigyn stopped dead in her tracks, "you didn't have them until I came here. How else do you explain it?"

"Nerves before a wedding?" She snapped shrugging her shoulders.

"I know you are not as stupid to believe that."

"How am I supposed to be married to you? A god, if that's who you are, I still say you are stark raving mad."

"Would you like me to prove it to you?" He didn't wait for an answer, and with a wave of a long-fingered hand, caused the flowers at their feet begin to bloom. Sigyn stared open mouthed.

"Okay…" she began slowly, "How am I supposed to believe you then, god of lies?"

"I have never once been able to lie to you; you always saw right through me. Which is one of the reasons everyone said we were made for one another."

"This is insanity." Sigyn shook her head violently causing her cloak of fall from her bare arms, Loki took several quick steps forward and grabbed her by the shoulders to hold her still.

It was as if something inside her stirred awake when his hands touched her skin; she had once seen how quickly a fire could overtake an entire field of crops and how intensely she could feel the heat even though she was safe in her home. This was nothing close to that, but it was the only thing she could think of. It took a moment for her to realize she had her hands tangled in his long black hair and was kissing him with more passion than she had ever felt in her entire life.

"Oh!" She squealed when they broke apart, another instinct took over, this one caused her to slap him with as much strength as she could muster.

This didn't seem to faze him, "You remember don't you?"

"I have to go." She untangled himself from Loki.

"Sigyn, you remember!"

"I have to go!" She yelled as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her, toward the sound of the stirring village, and away from the god still calling out for her.

"Where have you been?" Xaver asked when she burst through the door.

Regretting the fact that she had not taken the time to catch her breath she simply shrugged, "Just making sure we have enough food for the day, we all ate a lot last night."

Xaver raised his eyebrows, "Out of breath just from all that?"

"I wanted to try and make it back before you woke up."

Xaver considered her, but seemed to believe her and motioned for her to sit on his lap, "You didn't say much last night, is everything okay?"

Oh, you mean other than not remembering my wedding night with my husband and being able to feel another man on me?

"Of course, just tired." Sigyn hoped her smile would have him convinced, but she could tell by his face he wasn't…but he decided to let it go.

It was another long night of feasting and dancing but this time, when she and Xaver left to go home they were not followed by giggles and crude jokes. She was relieved that when Xaver laid on top of her she could feel him move inside of her, and it was Xaver moans that filled her senses and not Loki; and when they finally came together she held on to him for dear life, afraid that someone would rip them apart.

Their hushed voices became quiet as they fell asleep, their hold on each other slackening slightly, all Sigyn could hear was the lullaby of his heart beat.

"Loki what did you do?" Sigyn reached to tug his sleeve, but a guards rough hands pulled her away. It killed her to see him bound in chains.

"I didn't think anything would happen! What kind of god could be killed by a sprig of mistletoe?"

"Odin won't let you go without punishment this time, not after Baldr…and Nana." Sigyn thought of her friend, who died of a broken heart.

"Don't worry my love, Odin won't do anything like always." Loki said confidently, as the court filed in and a very livid looking Odin and Thor took their seats.

There was a long pregnant pause…

"Well?" Odin demanded.

"Oh come on, it was only a bit of fun! I didn't really expect it would kill him!" Loki stood before Odin and the rest of the court bound in chains.

"Did you not trick Frigga into telling you the one and only thing in the universe that didn't swear to her not to harm Baldr?" Odin asked, his eye flashing angrily.

"It was just a damn sprig of mistletoe!" Loki laughed, "A fucking blind man threw it!"

"I should have known better than to listen to him." Hodur hung his head sadly, sitting beside Odin and Thor.

Loki looked around at each face, in turn, amused, they weren't really going to punish him. Not really, he had done worse things than this and Odin had always gotten him out of any real trouble. He really didn't think it would work, he remembered looking at the small piece of shrub in his hand, thinking of where he found it on Midgard. Although if he had to admit it, he really hated Baldr. The great Baldr loved by everyone everywhere; it was disgusting really.

There was quiet sobbing mixed with sniffles to his left, but he couldn't bring himself to look at his wife, Sigyn. After all, there is no reason for tears. Odin would just give him a stern talking too and that would be that.

"Not only did your trick kill my son, but my daughter-in-law, did you not hear when she looked upon him for the last time she dropped dead of a broken heart?"

"Isn't that a little dramatic?"

There were stunned gasps all around him.

Maybe you went a bit far there, a small voice in his head quietly.

"You truly show no remorse for what you have done then?" Odin asked, looking down at Loki.

"I really didn't think anything would happen," Loki replied as sincerely as possible.

"Very well then. Bring her here." Odin motioned to the guards.

Her?

"What are you doing?" Sigyn's startled voice made Loki's head whip around, "Let me go!"

"What are you doing to her?" Loki asked, trying to keep the fear out of his voice.

"I have let you go without punishment for too long," Odin said grimly, "Although you pretend otherwise, other than your tricks, all the realms know of your love for this girl. Many showed at your wedding just to see Loki the Trickster God be wed. I don't think any punishment to you, yourself would carry such a weight as this."

"Don't you touch her." Loki snarled.

"Loki?" Sigyn tried to turn to see Loki, but the guards held her firmly in place before Odin.

"Leave her alone!"

Odin caressed her forehead while muttering, soon Sigyn's struggles against the guards became feeble.

"Where am I? What is this?!" Sigyn screamed as Odin continued.

"What are you doing to her?" Loki screamed.

Odin muttered a final spell before Sigyn stilled and fell to the floor.

Sigyn clasped a hand to her mouth to keep from screaming, she was covered in a cold sweat and was shaking. It took her a good long minute to realize she was safe with Xaver. Slipping out of bed she pulled a dress over her head and snuck from the house.

"It was your fault." Loki's back was toward her, she could see his shoulders slump when she asked the question.

"Yes."

"I was murdered and it was your fault."

"I didn't think…"

"Why are you here?" She interrupted.

"To bring you home."

"I am home."

"No, home with me to Asgard."

"Even if I wanted to go, how could I?"

"With this," He reached into his cloak pocket and pulled out an apple and handed it to Sigyn, "It's a golden apple, you probably heard about them in stories- but they are real. And if you eat this, you'll be immortal again."

Sigyn turned the fruit over in her hands, it felt heavy…too heavy.

"Loki…"

"You remember us, I know you do. And I know that even if it feels strange now once you are home it will be alright." She could feel his breath on her face, and it caused something inside her to stir and surge awake; like it was trying to claw itself free from her, and she wasn't sure she wanted that to happen. He touched the pendant at the base of her neck, the match to the one he wore, "I made this for you only a couple weeks after we met at my name day celebration. You were so beautiful…I knew then that I was made for you. I love you so much, I thought I lost you forever," He pressed a kiss to her forehead, and she allowed herself to melt into him; his smell seemed so familiar to the stranger inside of her.

"I need to go."

"Sigyn-"

"I can't just leave them."

Loki nodded, " I understand, you'll come back."

"I'll come back."

"Xaver wake up! Wake up!" Sigyn shook her husband as hard as she could.

"Whats wrong?" He looked around wildly.

"I need you to go and get Luzia and the village priest and quickly please."

Xaver opened his mouth as though he was about to ask why, but just got out of bed and ran out of the house.

As soon as everyone sat with Sigyn around the wooden table, she took a deep breath and told them everything. Starting with how Loki had brought the necklace to her parents when she was born to when they met before the wedding to just before at the river's edge. The others sat open mouthed as she spoke.

"How does this Loki intend to get you back to Asgard? You are mortal after all." The priest asked, and his eyes widened as Sigyn placed the golden skinned apple on the table.

"Impossible." He gasped as he took the apple and held it in his hands.

"What is it?" Luzia whispered.

"It gives immortality." The priest said without much other explanation but looked at Sigyn, "You know, I thought it was interesting the day your mother named you, you don't normally see parents name their children after gods or goddesses, but I didn't say anything."

"What do you mean?"

"Sigyn is the known name of the wife of Loki. Priests have heard that her soul was banished for the punishment of Loki. It may just be that that soul found a vessel when you were born."

"How can you possibly know all this?" Xaver asked rather rudely.

"We make it our business to know." The priest replied indignantly.

"How do we even know this is all real?"

"I suppose the true test would be to take a bite of the apple."

"But that would be Sigyn would have to want to leave. Sigyn? Do you want to go with him?" Xaver asked quietly.

Sigyn wrapped her arms around Xaver and started to sob, "I love you, I think I knew that ever since father brought you home, and you have been one of the only things that have made it bearable when he died. But I feel like I'm being ripped in two…like there's a stranger inside of me who knows who he is. I love you…but…" Sobs overtook her voice, and the stranger inside of her recoiled as Xaver held her.

After a long while, he finally let her go, "If being with him is what will make you happy then I want you to do it." Sigyn opened her mouth to speak, "No, I mean it, the thought of you staying here and feeling lost would kill me. I don't ever want to do that to you." He stood and motioned to the others, "Let's give her some time to think."

Sigyn sat alone, staring at her reflection in the golden skin of the apple, feeling more lost than ever.