Second Chance

Chapter 28

We spent a couple of days on earth after our party, and now we have just arrived back on Asgard. The news was raving about the conference Loki and I had, videos of it streaming all around the world. Some forgiving him, others not. I go to my room and set the stuff I brought with me down. I go back out and head for the throne room. I go in and Odin is sitting atop his throne, looking at me as if he knew I was coming.
"Have you come with an answer, child?"
"Yes. I have. It took me some time, but I am willing to receive this gift."
"And will you also join my council?"
"If you want me to, then I will."
"As you shall be. The change will begin now, you might feel some discomfort, but it will subside eventually."
"Thank you, sir."
"I look forward to seeing you in the council meetings." He smiles. His smiles arent full smiles though, its like he is smirking at me, but he doesn't mean to. I bow, and leave the room. I go back to my room and find Loki sitting there.
"What are you doing?" I ask him.
"Wondering where you went." He smiles.
"What, do you think I'm gonna run off somewhere?" I chuckle as I climb on the bed and sit next to him.
"No, you just like to wander. It worries me some."
"Well I never go far. Plus, I wouldn't go somewhere new without asking you about it first anyway."
"This is true. So, how was your discussion with Odin?"
"Wait, how did you-. Never mind. It went well. Just talked about a few things."
"About what?"
"He wants me to be apart of his council."
"Is that so. Well, is that all?" He asks, probing me.
"Kind of. Why do you keep asking?"
"Well, it seems as if you have been putting off accepting his offer?"
"What?"
"He offered you a chance at immorality, did he not?" Wow. I guess there really is no hiding things from him.
"Yeah."
"How long ago did he make this offer?"
"Quite a while back..." I whispered.
"Why did you not take it?" He asks, getting frustrated.
"I was nervous. To you, immorality is normal, but it isn't for me. I have friends that are going to die before I even make it to my thirdies. That's a hard thing to get over. It's not just as simple as taking the offer. This means that after a couple of years, I'm gonna have to stop making movies, and stop writing books because there is no way they will let me do that for an eternity. I will have to say goodbye to everything I love, To my new found family, to the people who have helped me through the years, to the houses that I call home. I'm sorry if I'm not prepared to just drop my life and come live here with you like some fairy tale or dream." I say as I get out of bed and walk out onto the balcony. Ugh. He makes me so angry sometimes. He will never understand what I just did for him. Saying yes and becoming immortal means I will eventually have to leave all of it behind. I sigh as that realization actually hits me. I feel my heart racing and I'm not sure why. I can feel my stomach begin to twist and I know I'm going to puke. I rush to the bathroom, and shut the door. I let the contents of my stomach spill into the porcelain bowl. What is wrong with me? I haven't thrown up in quite some time. I pull my hair back in a pony tail and let my body get rid of everything I just ate. I hear a knock at the door, but I'm afraid to move. My chest hurts and I place my hand over my heart to try to calm myself down. Maybe this is what Odin was talking about, the "discomfort." I feel a hand on my shoulder and I look around to see Loki kneeling down by me. He rubs my back slowly, calming me down instantly. How is it that I can go from wanting to throat punch him to wanting nothing more than for him to hold me in a matter of minutes. Love truly is complicated. I slowly stand up, and wash my mouth out in the sink. I let my hair down and stand up straight. I look in the mirror at myself, geez I look crazy. I really need to start taking notice of my appearance.
"You look lovely." He whispers in my ear.
"You're ridiculous." I whisper back, smiling. Of course he reads my thoughts.
"Are you feeling better? I have never seen you sick before."
"Yeah, I think it's Odin's offer taking affect."
"So, you said yes. Why did you not tell me, love?"
"Because, ultimately it was my choice. I would have told you right when I came in here, but you got defensive and slightly hateful. You won't get what you want from me by being a meanie head."
"I know, Sarah, and I am sorry. I just did not understand why you did not accept it at first. Now I see why it was such a big decision."
"It's OK honey. It just took me a little while. I needed it to all sink in. The proposal, practically moving here, and then that engagement party everyone had for us. It was all so sudden. I am very grateful that you actually proposed the way we do on earth, and Im trying to understand your customs here as well. On earth, its slightly unusual to ask a woman to marry you when you have only been together for a couple months. It does happen, but its not normal. I'm working on getting used to all of this, I promise." I smile at him and he nuzzles his head into the crook of my neck. We both stare at each other in the mirror for a moment.
"Was " meanie head" the best insult you could muster?" He laughs uncontrollably.
"Shut up, you better be lucky I like you a little bit!" He picks me up and carries me to my bed. He sets me down gently and slides up next to me.
"Just a little bit?" He whispers as he kisses my neck.
"Maybe a lot a bit. Stop it goof, I literally just got sick and you still insist on kissing me? I know I probably smell and-"
"Shhh.. I do not care if you just got done helping in the horse pen, I will always find you irresistible." He purrs. He gently pulls me closer to him and kisses me sweetly. Our kiss grows and builds until we are both trying to savor every minute of being wrapped up in each other. He laces his hands through my hair and tugs on it just a tad, sending chills down my spine. I finally grow impatient and strip off his shirt. I run my nails down his back slightly, and he quickly slips my shirt off as well. I want to feel him against me. I want to be as close to him as I can. My love. My life. My everything... And well, the rest of the night, is history...