Green Eyes (Loki fanfic- completed)

Part 29: Happy memories

(Fan art above, credit goes to the original artist)

Patiently I waited as Loki prepared for bed, I longed for the warmth of his body to cuddle up to, it was so comforting, I always liked a good snuggle when I was younger, which gave me a thought. As he slid into the bed I shuffled up next to him and he put his arm around my shoulder "you're so quiet tonight" he said quietly.

"I was just thinking about something" I had my head under his chin, running my finger slowly up and down his chest, stopping now and then to feel him breath.

"Prey tell my love"

"It's a question"

"When is it anything else" I smacked his chest playfully and he began to laugh a little "okay I'm sorry, what is your question?"

I took a deep breath and bit my lip "I don't want to upset you"

He sighed as he began to notice I was delaying "just ask"

I lifted my head from under his chin and propped my self up so I could look at him, which was very difficult with a baby bump "well, I wanted to ask what is your happiest memory? And I didn't want to ask because you mightn't have any and then..."

Before I got too far ahead of myself he put a finger to my lip, I stopped talking and he took it away "I do have happy memories, you should not be afraid to ask me questions about myself, my life is an open book, I can read it you if you'd like, all you have to do is ask"

"Would you tell me? Read me your book"

"I can show you and tell you, lay your head down" I did as he said and laid my head back down on his chest, I was more comfortable then, which was rare when pregnant so I had found out. I closed my eyes as he placed a hand on the side of my head above my ear.

A picture began to appear, Loki was sitting in the library, he was a young boy, crying over a navy blue book which was dripping wet "Thor had been teasing me again, dropped my favourite book in a muddy puddle, I used magic to get my own back but the book was unreadable now, my mother heard about the incident and came to the library" it was like having commentary on his memory, which was nice because he could guide me through it.

I saw Loki sobbing over the book he talked about and then the most beautiful woman sat by him, Asgard's former queen, Frigga, Loki and Thor's mother. She had such kind and loving eyes as she sat next to Loki, a reassuring smile on her lips 'Thor... He ruined it mother' he sobbed out.

Frigga stroked his hair and took the book from him, flicking through the ruined pages 'I can make it better' she smiled widely as she waved her hand over the book, it glowed and then the little red book took the blue books place 'now it's a better book, a new book'

"Do you know I really thought she transformed the book, but she only made it disappear and replaced it with this one" she watched Loki's amazed expression "although I had magic, when she used it I felt like a virgin to the practice, I forgot everything I knew and was innocent to it, to her, she made me feel warm inside, she made me feel loved" I melted at that, it was like Loki was deprived of love as a child except from his mother. The doors to the library opened and in walked Thor, a saddened look on his face.

'I am sorry Loki, I didn't mean to drop it' he snivelled "it turns out mother had given him a talking to before coming to see me, he felt so guilty afterwards, but after this day he forgot all about it and went back to being a brute"

Frigga opened her arm to Thor and he sat on her other side 'here, let me read to you both' she opened the book and began to read it's infamous tales from Midgard, her tone was so soft I almost felt myself drifting off to it.

Loki took his hand from my head and the vision ended "it's my happiest memory because of her, her voice, her mothering gaze, and Thor and I became equals as she read to us, we became two vulnerable sons, neither of us more stronger than the other, just two boys and their mother, and Thor wasn't always a complete moron and brute, I have a few fun memories with him but this is the best" I smiled and then we just sat silently as I thought over everything I had seen "what is your best memory?"

"It's simple, and it's not a memory really, it was a dream I had, when I was young and asleep in my bed"

"Would you show me?"

"Yes of course" he put his hand back to my head so that I could think of my memory and he could see it.

In the dream I was laying in bed, at first I didn't even know it was a dream, my mother appeared next to me, holding me in her arms, I was laying on her chest under her chin, just like I had with Loki, I never looked up to her face, I was a baby when she died, I never knew her face. I could feel every breath, the soft lull of her heartbeat, the warmth from her soft skin, we lay there all night, just cuddling, and then I heard her whisper 'be strong my daughter, be whatever your heart tells you, love for love and not for chore, I am with you in your heart always' and then I woke up.

It was strange for me because I never knew her to miss her, I had always just accepted that my parents were dead, it was the simple truth to my life, so it was strange that my mind had even thought about mother to dream about her. But, it gave me such courage to jump into life and be whatever my heart told me to be, just as she said, and it chose to be a strong warrior.

Again he removed his hand "that was my happiest memory, but now I think that every moment with you becomes my happiest"

Loki kissed my forehead "as is every moment with you"

"Loki the twins will be born soon, I feel this daunting task of raising them so that they don't grow up and end all life as we know it, I just don't... I don't know how we're supposed to go about this"

"We give them all the love we could possibly muster, we give them everything we never had, support them and guide them through their magical capabilities, show them that they never need to feel different"

"But what about their powers? I mean I know the Asgardian's won't see them or hear them and all that but, what if the children feel like they have to hide them? And then they become resentful and... And... Oh Loki I just feel like somehow this is all going to go wrong"

A tear fell from my eye and I sniffled, he leant forward and wiped the tear away "hey none of that, we just have to play our cards right, be the most loving and caring and the coolest parents out there!"

"Okay saying you're the coolest parent is how you know you're not" I giggled, grateful at his attempt of lightening the mood.

"How could you say such a thing?" He said in a shocked voice, I lifted my head to look at him and laugh, he jumped out of the bed "why I'll play pretend with the children, our son will play the hero! He'll take his sword" he grabbed a dusty sword from the corner of the room "and then he'll run it though his opponent!" He took the sword and ran it under his arm, appearing as though he had stabbed himself, then he dramatically fell to the floor, I giggled uncontrollably as he crawled to his side of the bed and peered over at me, only showing the top of his head "I'll teach our daughter to dance" he jumped up and began to dance with an invisible partner "but then... Oh no! The palace is under attack! Battle stations! She'll take her sword and she shall be as strong as her mother, fighting off the bad guys beside her brother!"

"And we'll read to them"

"Yes!"

"And I'll sing to them!"

"Why can't I sing to them too?"

"Because my darling you resemble that of a dying goat"

Loki pretended to look hurt, placing his hand over his heart "your cruel words... Have..." He fell to his knees "...wounded... Me!" I began to laugh again and a wide smile appeared on his mouth, he crawled over to the bedside, I shuffled to the edge and he took my hands "we'll all be fine, everything will be amazing and fun"

"I hope so"

"I know so"