Author's Note: So I hope you enjoy this chapter. The suspense builds!

Odin paced back and forth. He didn't know where Thor was and he as getting worried. The God of Thunder had been gone for three days, which was an unusual amount of time for him to be gone without reasonable case. Frigga watched her husband from afar, knowing that he just needed to let his worry run its course. He stared at the young man that suddenly entered the room.

"Gofstang you had better have a good reason for entering my personal chambers without my permission." the king said. Gofstang bowed."You wanted someone to tell you as soon as Prince Thor had returned. He has and is retiring to his room." he said. Odin pushed past the boy. Frigga followed close behind.

Thor looked up as his parents entered the room. "Father, mother. I did not mean to worry you. I was with Lady Jane Foster and Lady Darcy Lewis. They wanted me to stay for a few days to test their progress on the weapons being made. All is...somewhat well. They are not as powerful as they need be, or as I had hoped, but progress is still being made." he said. Odin nodded. "I...worried for you. With everything that has happened, I fear something will happen to you." Frigga said. Odin nodded again. "And I as well." he admitted.

Thor smiled."That is nice of you mother but I am a man now. And I have duties that, although they may be dangerous, they must still be done." he told her. She smiled, wrapping her arms around him. "My brave boy. So strong and handsome." se sai, stroking his cheek. "Bring Loki home." she said quietly. He nodded.

"I will mother. But...what if I am too late? You did not see how Loki was during the fight on Midgard. He was...he was not well. He was so desperate. I have never seen him like that. I cannot even begin to imagine what his state of mind is now, if he truly went back to those who influenced him in the first place. They would have surely punished him for betraying them. If...they haven't killed him yet." he said slowly. Frigga shook her head.

"No. Loki is cunning. He will have convinced them to keep him alive." she said. Thor nodded. He didn't want to upset his mother right now. Se didn't need that, added to her worrying.

Loki shuddered at the warmth of the room. It was uncomfortable on hs skin, his body used to cooler temperatures since he was a Frost Giant. He discreetly looked over at Thanos, who was consulting with the Other. He shifted back to his original position when the man finished the conversation and came over to him.

"I have decided that we will not go to Asgard today. Instead, I shall give you a treat. I will allow you 20 minutes outside. I know the heat bothers you, and I should think you would want some relief." he said, stroking the god's cheek.

Loki held his breath at the contact. "Are you excited?" he asked. Loki forced himself to nod. Thanos smiled down at him, digging his claws into his skin. "Good. Now get up!" he snapped. Loki forced himself to his feet, obeying the order as quickly as he could, despite the pain in his legs and back.

hen they approached the door leading to the outside world, his pulse quickened. He shielded his eyes as the harsh light assaulted his eyes. The cold air felt so good on his skin. He sighed in relief. hen he looked over at Thanos who was watching him. "Thank you. I...am grateful for this." he said softly. Thanos just looked at him. "You should be." was all Thanos replied.

Thor turned the smooth, round piece of glass over in his hands. After all these years, he had still kept it hoping that Loki had kept his and they could talk through them.

'How foolish of me.' he thought sadly. "I hurt Loki that day. He most likely got rid of his as soon as he returned to the castle.." he said to himself. He smiled, thinking of all the conversations they used to have long after their mother had told the to go to bed. He was so deep in his thoughts, that he didn't notice hi mother had entered the room until she paced her hand on his arm.

"Thor. What are you thinking about?" she asked wiping a tear from his cheek. "I was just..remembering how Loki and I would talk so much with these." he showed her the glass. "After you would tuck us in, we would talk through them. Bu after I...I ruined that with him.

"I'm pretty sure he threw his away. I never got another response from him." he said sadly. Frigga stared down at the object. "Thor, may I see that." she said. He gave it to her, unsure why she wanted it.

"Yes. This is familiar." she said, holding it up to the light. "What is it?" he asked. "I do not think Loki threw his away. I saw him playing with something like this when I watched him. Right before he attacked Midgard. He might still have it. This one might be able to be used to find him." she exclaimed. His eyes widened. "Of course! You are brilliant mother!" he exclaimed, and kissed her cheek.

She concentrated on getting the device to work, but nothing happened. "Perhaps more magic and is required." she suggested. He nodded hopefully, taking it from her.

Then they made their way back to her and Odin's chambers. The king is surprised at their sudden entrance. "What is this?" he demanded. "Father, we may be able to find Loki." Thor said. Odin looked at his son skeptically. "How?" he questioned. He didn't want to get anyone's hopes up prematurely.

"Loki and I used these to communicate as children. Mother believes that Loki can be found using this scrying glass. But we both just tried and got no result. Mother said that we needed more magic or maybe something to amplify it." he explained. Odin nodded. "Are you positive that this is possible?" he asked. "I do not know." Frigga said uncertainly. "But at least we can try." Thor said.

"Alright. But...I do not think this will work." Odin said, leaving the room. Frigga looked up at her son."Well your father isn't very enthusiastic about this now is he?" she said. He nodded. "All that matters is that we find Loki...well hopefully." he said. Frigg nodded. "So do I."

It was the third time that Thanos had let him outside that week. He was content with that.

Now, Loki sat in his room, which was pleasant cold. He slid his hand up hs sleeve ad removed the small piece of glass he kept there. He didn't know why he had kept it. No, he did.

Part of his young self had hoped that Thor's face would suddenly appear one night on it and he would apologize for what he had done. Then they could return to the way it had been before, both of them talking way into th dead of night. Now, part of him wondered if he should have been the one to contact Thor first.

He stroked the surface of the glass, smiling to himself. He laid back, curling into a ball. He closed his eyes, willing himself to go to sleep. But the growing warmth in his hand prevented that. He looked down at the glass.

'Thor...' he thought at first. He shook the thought from his head. "Thor would have forgotten how to use his if he had even kept it." he said quietly. But he stared down at the object in his hand, debating on whether or not he should look.

Author's Note: So...to look or not to look? Those are the choices. I'm thinking I should wait for that part. I know. You're probably saying 'What are you talking about? The moment is right there. JUST TYPE IT! Well this is a good part I'm getting to. So buckle up for the ride baby!