Fear

Epilogue

Loki shrugged.

"I've already sworn to avenge you."

"I'm not dead!" you defended yourself.

Loki narrowed his eyes.

"Don't you want him punished for what he did to you?" he spat, now furious. You swallowed and took a small step back from him, towards the bed.

"I'm just..." you started and shivered as the memories of Thor's actions flashed past your eyes. You swallowed again and looked Loki in the eyes.

"I'm just glad he won't touch me again. The only reason I kept myself alive was that I knew you were coming back, and you are back now. I don't care about anything else," you explained.

Loki took a step forward and took your hands in his.

"And I do not care about anything but your well-being. You will not stop having those nightmares until Thor is out of the way. I want to do this because it's best for you," he said slowly, suddenly quiet and gentle.

"Do you want to know what's best for me?" you asked him softly. He nodded.

"To have you near," you said. He smiled and chuckled lowly before pressing his lips to yours in another sweet and loving kiss.You smiled into the kiss and pulled him closer, putting your arms around his neck. He laid his hands on your hips but stopped there, didn't move, didn't touch you- you didn't let him. It had been months and you still couldn't bear sleeping in the same bed as him. Not because it was him, but because he was a man. Thor was also a man. In this lonely castle in the far north, miles and miles away from Thor, you still didn't feel safe.

You wondered if you ever would.