Loki's Secret

Chapter 14: The Truth Comes Out

Loki woke up to by surrounded by Sif, Hogun, and Volstagg. "What do you three want? I am not supposed to be undisturbed." Sif just looked at him. "Are you being serious?" Lokis face turned green again, 'you chose this exact moment to be sick.' He said in his head. He moaned. "I'm going to be sick." It was in that exact moment when all of them fled out of the room to hear him being violently sick in the bathroom. He walked out and laid back down. Sif walked back into the room, "Can we talk?" "Of course, what about?" "The elephant in the room." Sif said. His face turned ghastly pale in complexion. "I'm going to be sick. Give me a second." He stood up only to have Sif hold a trash can up to his mouth so he could spew out again. "How long has this been happening?" "3 months. 3 miserable months." He said. He held the can in his trembling fingers before throwing up again, and then he dry heaved. Sif looked at him with concern, "How can I help?" "Water." He croaked softly. She brought it to him and she helped him drink it. "Are you going to be okay?" He just nodded in affirmation. "I've felt worse " Loki answered. "Get the can." Sif held it up again. He was once again violently sick and then finally leaned back and breathed. "Are you good? Do you feel better?" Sif asked him. "I'm hungry. I could eat." He managed to say. "After what I just witnessed. Do you want food?" Sif said. "Yep. Happens every day. The urge comes back stronger each time." He muttered. "What does it feel like? How does it feel to carry?" Sif said. "It kinda sucks. I have felt pretty terrible the whole time." He replied. "I need food." "What kind?" "I need a jar of pickles." "That's an odd request." "I'll throw it up soon anyways." Sif chuckled at that. "I'll be right back." Hogun and Volstagg walked in the room after she left. "How are you feeling?" "Terrible." "How can we help?" "Rub my back. It hurts." He turned around and let them rub his back as he moaned in relief. "How big do you think it is?" They asked. "I honestly don't know." "I know that it's killing my back though."He replied. They chuckled, "How long will you be pregnant for?" "9-10 months. So around when the two lovebirds are getting married. It would be funny if I went into labor at the wedding." He smirked. They looked at him, "They can change the date right. Nope, I told them I would be fine." "You are already so swollen. Just imagine what you will be then." They said. His voice suddenly hitched, "Somethings wrong. I can feel it." "Maybe that's normal. What does it feel like?" "It feels like a immense pressure on my lower stomach. It just hurts." "Maybe it's moving." "Maybe." With that all the Warriors and Sif left him alone to eat his pickles in peace. 'This hurts' he thought to himself. 'This really hurts.'