The God of Mischief and his Goddess

Chapter sixteen

"Okay, I will tell you guys," I said as my whole body started to shake and I looked into Loki's eyes. Struggling to find the right words. "It's okay darling. Take your time. I'm here for you." Loki said calmly as he stroked my back. I was ready. At least I hope so. I take a deep breath and started to explain everything with help from Loki. We started at the very beginning. When I was young and lost my family. That I was raised near the palace to work for the King. Everything we knew about our love story so far. Of our bond. That we were separated and I was forced to erase the memories from Thor, Loki, and mine. That some of our memories have returned in visions. And also about what happened to the guards and my torture after, well about the parts I could remember.

"That is a lot to process," Stark mumbled as he continued "I didn't expect that you could have killed someone. But do you know why you forced them to kill each other?" He asked now being nice. "I can't still remember why. But I have a little feeling about it. Maybe the all-father didn't like the fact that I was in a relationship with his son. And that could be the reason why they tried to separate us. But that is something I can not say for sure. It is only a feeling." I replied a little scared of Loki's reaction. "I see your point darling. And I get the feeling that you are right there." Loki smiled mischievously. "We will find out what happened in our past. We can make everything possible. Together." He placed a kiss on my cheek. "Let's go. We should train a bit. To get your mind free." Nat said as she walked to the training room pulling me with her. We trained for a while and talked a bit about casual stuff. After training, I went back to my apartment to take a shower.

At first, I thought about how badly I behaved that day in the past. But what was when it was true. When Odin found out and tried to separate us because I wasn't good enough for his son. Or because I was bad from the beginning. Maybe I am a bad person and everything I will do is hurt the love of my life. Maybe it is best for him when I stay away from him. When I don't come near anyone ever again. It would be best for everyone when I go to prison again, so I could harm no one ever again. I don't want these stupid powers anymore. I should have erased my powers and not my life with Loki. But I probably did it to save his life. I would die for him, but when I die he would die too.

Completely lost in my thoughts I didn't notice that I had fallen to the ground in my shower. Sitting there in tears, under the hot running water, screaming loud in pain. An old memory came back. I was standing in front of Loki he talked to me but it was the same as usual. I couldn't hear everything, some parts were blanked. He was holding my hands looking me deeply in the eyes. "Forever and always. We are happy now for about 300 years so I ... you. Will you... spent... lives... and... me." Tears of joy filled my eyes and I nodded happily.

A strong grip pulled me out of the memory. Loki was standing there, and he was speaking to me. At first, I had problems to hear what he was saying but after a while, I could hear him again. "Darling, is everything okay?" He asked worriedly. I didn't even notice that he had already turned out the water and a towel put around me. "I'm fine. What happened? What time is it?" I replied looking into Loki's eyes. I tried to lift myself but Loki was faster. He carried me to bed and said jokingly, "maybe I should shower with you the next time. When I'm not there you always tend to fall." He chuckled as he answered my questions from before. "You were lost in your thoughts again and fall. You went to your apartment 3 hours ago and after I didn't hear from you I was looking for you. And saw you falling to the floor." He said worriedly. "I didn't notice I was showering for 3 hours." I shook my head in disbelief. What happened in these three hours?