Loki, my darling

XXVII

Just like I guessed they took it, Loki was now safe. And so I boarded a ship and was put straight to a cell. My hands were put in metal glove-things, because that's where I controlled my powers from and couldn't do it through the metal. We then left for their lab, which was going to be my new "home".

(Loki's POV)

I woke up when the morning sun had found its way onto our bed as it did every day. I loved the mornings, I always woke up first and could watch Cass sleep, she was so beautiful, I could never understand how I got so lucky. But this morning was different, when I opened my eyes she wasn't there and I immediately knew something was wrong. Then I saw the letter that had been placed onto her pillow. I picked up the paper that had little round spots of water damage and started reading it. A sentence in and tears started running down my face, adding even more damaged spots to the already fragile paper. I understood she too had cried when writing it. I now knew why she had been so different last night, I thought she was just having a bad night but she knew she was leaving and was saying goodbye without saying goodbye. She wrote that I mustn't go after her, but I was not planning on agreeing. She deserved better, she saved the whole fucking universe, being stuck in a lab, tortured, possibly killed, is not what she deserves after it. Not even close. The least the world could do to thank her is leave her the fuck alone. I couldn't believe she had actually thought I'd let her leave to be tortured and do nothing, forget her even and find someone else. That could never be possible. She was the only one I ever loved, she taught me to love, taught me to be kind, and understood me like no one ever has. I needed her, and she needed me.

I got up and got dressed, I had to find her, one way or another. And so I turned the kitchen table into a small boat - I was able to work with just what I had, my sorcery doesn't allow me to create real things out of nothing. So this boat was gonna have to work. I dragged it down to the beach, which was still as heavenly-looking as it had been when we both were here. It felt almost as if she could step out from behind me any second and give me just one more kiss. But she didn't. She had left. And now I was leaving to go get her back. So I pushed the boat into the water, hopped in, and started rowing. When I made it through the wall she had kept up I found there were no longer any boats or warfare, meaning they had taken her away already a while ago. I didn't dare to even think what they were going to do to her, I needed to find help, so that I could get her out. Someone who'd believe me. Thor. I needed to get to Norway, and as fast as I could. Even so, it would take weeks at least, I only had the boat and my feet, some magic, but no money and a lot of haters all over the Earth. "One step at a time, but I am coming, my dear," I said silently, as I let the daylight guide me towards New Zealand, from there I would hopefully be able to get to Thor through a phone or steal a bigger boat or anything at this point. Anything that would get me closer to saving her.

It took me over a week to get to New Zealand, apparently the ocean wasn't on my side, and during the cloudy days, I completely lost my way. Thankfully gods can survive a while without food or drinks. When the coast of Zealand finally came to the horizon I started rowing so fast, it filled me with hope, hope that maybe I could still do something to save her. Maybe she was still alive. Something in me felt like she was alive, suffering, but alive. Maybe it was the part of her soul she left living in me even after giving my soul-piece back. I didn't want it back, I wanted her to have it, it was hers to have...

The coast I had approached was silent and seemed to not be very densely populated, which was both good and bad. Positive, because the chances of me being recognized and hated were lower but the negative side of it was that contacting Thor would also be more difficult. I walked along the road I found as logically it should lead somewhere, walked all night, and found myself in a small village the next morning. I walked into the store there, after having made my appearance seem as normal and humanly as possible. The store was pretty empty, there was only the cashier - a female around the same age as Cass and I, in human years I mean of course. "Hello, how can I help you?" she asked, "Hi, um, do you have a phone I could borrow?" I replied, then adding a somewhat believable explanation, "I am kind of lost.." which wasn't wrong. I had no idea where I was other than that I was in New Zealand. Probably. "Here," she handed over her phone, "You are in Akaroa, New Zealand." I gave her a thankful nod and took the phone, then realizing I didn't even know if Thor had a phone, and even if he did I would have no idea what his number was. And I didn't know how to use a phone either. Right. I handed her back the phone and said, "I just realized I have no numbers memorized," "Not even your own?" she said, with this weird voice, was she trying to hit on me? I didn't have time to think about it. "I don't have a phone, actually," I replied, "Do you have any idea how I could get to an airport. Any airport really." "Christchurch Airport is a few hours to the northwest with a car, or a bit longer with a bus," she said, but I had money for neither and if I would steal a car now I would already be suspected in the airport and wouldn't be able to steal a plane as I was planning. So I had to go on foot and for that, I needed a map. "Right, do you have any free maps? That I could just take so I'd be able to find my way, but wouldn't have to pay?" "We have the tourist maps, they're a bit out of date though, or I could give you one of the new fancy maps, but for that, I'll need something in return," she said, the second part was again the same flirty voice, but thankfully I didn't need a fancy map anyway, I needed one that would just give me some clue about where I was going. "I'll take the old one please," I replied, to which she groaned, rolled her eyes, and handed over the faded map. I took it, said a thank you and a goodbye, and left. If I was going to walk I did not have time or energy to waste. But as soon as I stepped out the door I felt my body give up, I guess after a week and a half of not sleeping, eating, or drinking even a body of a god will shut down. Especially when it hasn't been prepared for it. I felt the world spinning and shaking until it was all gone, my last thought still being a worry about her, someone had to help her, I was the only one who knew she was held there against her free will. And now I was out.