To Love A God.

Move To Asgard

7 months later. 

"Hunny we're going to be late!" Loki yells up to me. 

"I know. I know. I'm sorry. I can't find my purple bra."

"Um baby. Are you talking about the lacy one?"

"Yea, do you know where I put it?" 

"Yea in the trash."

"Why would I do that?" I pause, trying to remember what happened.

"You didn't I did. Remember last Friday."

I remember what happened now, Loki had ripped the bra while taking it off of me. "Nuts, I don't have a bra here Loki! You need to stop ripping them." I laugh but sigh at the same time. He ripped 3 of them.

"We'll get more. Put on a shirt, you've got perky breasts no one will notice."

"Babe," I whine. Loki steps in the room. "I can't go bra less."

"Of course you can. You got beautiful tits." He grabs the shirt and places it over my head. I pout my lips at him. He lifts me up and tosses me on the bed. "Which shoes?" I point to the gray boots. He grabs them and gets on his knees and places them on. 

"Awe my Prince Charming." I giggle. "So cute. I love you."

He stops putting my boots  on, and smiles at me, "I love you to baby," his smile and eyes shine like its the first time I've said that. "OK what jacket? Scarf? Hat? Anything else?"

"Mhm," I nod my head, and point to his jacket and scarf." He pulls me up and grabs his scarf and jacket, he ties the scarf up around my neck and places the jacket on me. He buttons me up. "Now that's what you call service."

He shakes his head and smiles, "Only for my princess." He lifts me up and throws me over his shoulder. 

"Loki!" I squeal. "Put me down!" I giggle out as I feel his hand smack my ass. He runs us down the stairs, and places me down at the bottom. 

"Don't move." he points at me. He grabs his leather coat and places it on. I grab him and bring him close and kiss him. "Mmmm. You taste so good." 

"Let me skip this thing, and you can taste more." I giggle and raise my eye brow. 

"Yea, OK. Lets go little lady." He opens the door and we exit.

We arrive at Asgard. I feel small already. I hold onto his arm tightly. "Don't you dare leave my side." 

"I won't," he kisses the top of my head. 

Frigga and Odin are already making there way towards us. "Loki!" They hug Loki and once again, i'm pushed to the side. I try to smile and ignore there ignorance. Frigga turns to me and puts on a tight smile, "Alice." She looks down and her eyes bug out as she see's my impregnated belly. Its small bump clearly showing . Her surprise pleases me. I can tell it is bothering her. Ha. Yep we're pregnant. I think to myself. "Whose is that?"

"Really mother. The child is mine, obviously. We have some more news. We're engaged," Loki smiles and takes my ringed hand proudly.

Frigga looks like she's going to faint. "You what?!" Odin yells in shock. "A human?" He snaps.

"Father, Alice is  not just any human." Loki rolls his eyes.

"How long? How long has all of this been going on?" Frigga asks sickened.

"8 months." I smile. "That's why we came, to invite you both to our wedding." I feel on top of the world, accomplished. 

Loki looks at me in shock, he didn't think i'd even mutter a single word. "Yes, we'd like you to go."

"This is preposterous!" Odin yells. "You were born to-"

"I was born to die on that rock remember? That was my birth right," he whispers. I look up into Loki's sad stare. My poor baby. I tighten my grip. He smiles lightly. "But I found purpose to live, and Alice is it." 

"We will go on two conditions," Frigga says.

"Yes?" Loki asks.

"The wedding is here and you move to Asgard." 

Loki looks at me. I feel my confidence sink low again. Absolutely not! I want to scream. "We'll think about it." he says. "We'll be off." He kisses Frigga and i wave goodbye.

We reach home and I let out a cry. A mix between a scream, a laugh, and a cry. "Alice it isn't that bad."

"Are you nuts?!" I scream. "I can't move there. I'd never move there! Ever!" 

"Why?" 

"Because I hate it there. I'm a freak there. I'm a piece of un-swept dirt there."

"Oh Alice stop being so dramatic." 

I turn to Loki and scowl, I turn on my heels and walk into the house. I walk up the stairs and into the bedroom and begin to undress. I put on my nightgown and return downstairs, Loki's sitting on the couch his jaw clenched. I sit opposite from him. He stares off. 

I hear a footstep behind me, and jump. There's a tall man, with some weird glowing thing in his hand, Loki grabs me and pulls me close and shields me. "I'm sorry I have to do this. But you won't remember a thing. I promise." He says. He blows this strange green misty dust at us. And we fall to the ground. 

I wake up in Loki's arms the clock reads 3:46 am. Loki's still in his clothes. I don't remember getting here. "Baby." I nudge him. "Baby."

"What?" He wakes up slowly. 

"How'd we get here?" I whisper.

"Well after we argued and then stopped talking you fell asleep on the couch. So I brought you up here." He says. A ting of annoyance in his voice. 

"I don't feel so good. I feel different." 

Loki sits up and rubs his face. He looks at me. He touches my forehead. "You look and feel fine."

"No it's my belly. it hurts." I lift my shirt. 

"What the hell?" Loki whispers. On my tiny belly there's a huge bruise. "How'd you get that?" He gets up and turns the light on. "Did you fall?" 

"No."

"We should have a doctor check on you."