Who am I? (A Sequel to 'Who are You?' A Loki love story)

Chapter Thirty Three - Tears

Loki's POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"She'll.... She will be okay, right?" I ask, looking up at Bruce. Sophie was laying in her bed, looking peaceful.

"The memories coming back to her all at once.... it was brutal. We don't know how much she remembered. Only that she was remembering.. well, the worst of them." Bruce says.

"Her brain can only take so much before it shuts down. She needs time to heal." Simmons says.

"You do realize we're all just creepily staring at her sleep, right?" Fitz says. Everyone turns to look at him. "What?"

"He's not wrong." A small voice says. "It's pretty creepy." I rush over, kneeling down next to her bed.

"Are you okay? How do you feel? Do you remember anything?" The look she gives me answers my question. She... She still doesn't remember me.

"I remember..." She begins, but her brow furrows.

"You... you remember what?" Bruce asks hesitantly.

"I.. I was kidnapped. By Fuller. You didn't tell me." Everyone in the room froze. "Why? Why did you keep that from me?"

"We weren't sure how you would react." Simmons says carefully. Sophie looks down at herself and then back up at Simmons.

"Probably like this." She says in a 'duh' tone. I chuckle, and she looks at me curiously. "You rescued me." It wasn't a question.

Sophie's POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"You rescued me." I say. It wasn't a question. I could remember that much.

"I was there too." Clint interrupts. "I did help."

"I did." Loki says quietly.

"I actually found you before he did." Clint says.

"Why did you care so much? That's the one thing I can't figure out." I say, looking at him.

"Believe it or not, I actually- Ow Ow OW! Nat! OW!" Nat had grabbed Clint by the ear and was dragging him out the door.

"Sorry about him." She says, pushing him out. "Now the rest of you. Out before I make you leave. They need to talk." Everyone just looked at her. "Get out. Now." She says, giving her death glare. That got everyone out. "Now you two. Talk."

Nat shuts the door, leaving Loki and I in an awkward silence. Neither of us really know what to say. "So... what exactly do you remember?" Loki asks. I move myself so that I'm sitting up.

"I... I remember you coming into the room-"

"I WAS THERE TOO!"

"CLINT GET OUT OF THE AIR DUCT RIGHT NOW OR I SWEAR-"

"CRAP. CRAP. SORRY. I'M LEAVING."

Loki and I stare at the ceiling, and I can't help but laugh. Pretty soon, Loki joins in.

"NAT THEY'RE LAUGHING AT ME."

"CLINT BARTON I WILL NOT HESITATE TO COME UP THERE."

"Clint, I would run!" I yell through my laughter.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING?" I hear him yell, but it's fainter now because he's crawling pretty quickly through the air ducts. Suddenly, there is a loud banging sound, and I can hear a lot of swearing. Loki and I are laughing so hard my stomach is starting to hurt. I smile widely, and I look over at Loki to see him smiling at me.

"What?" I ask.

"It's just good to see you laughing again." He says. I feel the heat rise in my cheeks as I started to blush.

"Loki, if I asked you to do something.... would you?" He looks at me.

"Anything."

"Kiss me." He looks at me with a startled expression, and I can tell that he's trying to see if I'm serious. "Please. I... I want to. I need to see." He looks deeply into my eyes, before sitting on the bed next to me. He hesitantly reaches out, cupping my cheek in his large hand.

"Are you sure?" He asks softly. I can feel his breath on my lips. I nod quietly. There are a few seconds where nothing happens. Then he closes the distance, pressing his lips to mine.

And suddenly, it's like my instincts kick in. My lips move with his as if we've kissed a thousand times, and my hands reach up and wrap into his hair, pulling him closer. He tastes like peppermint. Why does he always taste like peppermint? His arms wrap around my waist, and I want him closer. My entire body feels like it's been dipped in ice, but it feels so refreshed and cool and amazing. He's making me feel amazing.

We finally break apart, breathing hard, and a pain flashes through my head, images dancing behind my eyelids. My hands fly to my head, and I jerk back in a gasp of pain. He worriedly reaches for me.

"I don't understand." I gasp out. "I don't understand."

"Love, are you alright?" he asks.

"One second, there's a flash and I remember you and me kissing and being happy, and suddenly I remember you pushing me off a building in the middle of an alien war." I feel a tear run down my cheek, and I'm not sure why i'm crying. "I remember you asking me to date you after we both were laughing in a pool, and then I remember you trying to choke the life out of me on the Helicarrier. I remember you telling me you love me, and then I remember you threatening my life. I don't know what to think." I'm crying hard now, and I can't read his expression.

"And the worst part is, I can't remember it all. I don't know how to be that girl that you loved. I don't know if I can... or if I ever will be again." He doesn't say anything. "I don't want to hurt you. And all of this talking, it's making me realize that I'm Melody's mother. And I don't remember her. I don't remember being pregnant with her, or giving birth to her, or even making her with you, and it's killing me inside." I wrap my arms around my legs, bringing them to my chest. "I don't know how to be a mother. I don't know how to be in a relationship. I don't know what to do with my life, and I can't remember what even led up to me being here. I can see the hurt in everyone's eyes when I can't remember something, and I don't know how to fix it. To be the woman that they know and love. I'm just me. I'm so sorry, and I'm so scared and confused. All I want to do is remember, but I can't. I can't do it, and I don't know why. It's killing me."

I bury my face in my knees, sobs racking through my body, making me shake. My heart aches, and my head is pounding. I feel the bed shift, and two strong arms wrap around me. I look up slowly, and I see silent tears going down his cheeks. Both of us do nothing but cry for a long time.

*hides behind bunker of 7000 feet of concrete* I love you all don't hurt me please!