Always wanted to know the truth behind Loki's hatred toward his brother and father? Loki has a perfect, happy second life on Earth, pretending to be a mortal so he can be with Jane. Unfortunately, Odin has other plans for Jane Foster; she needs to c...
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Jane opened her eyes slowly, the cold winter air biting at her skin. Had she really fallen asleep outside? It certainly seemed so. The embers of the campfire still crackled softly, indicating it hadn't been long since it had burned brightly. She turned over, yawning, hoping to see John beside her in the chair, but it was empty. A frown creased her brow in confusion. Had he really left without saying goodbye?
As she rose from her makeshift bed, a shiver ran through her body, the chill of the morning air hitting her hard. She walked toward the fence, scanning the area for any sign of him, but there was no trace—he was nowhere to be found. However, Darcy had been right; the fence looked as good as new, repaired and sturdy.
Disappointed, Jane returned to the trailer, searching for any note or something he might have left behind to keep in contact. But she found nothing. Not even a phone number! How could she reach him? Frustration bubbled within her as she realized she had no idea where he lived or what his profession was.
She closed her eyes and buried her face in her hands, the weight of her own stupidity crashing down on her. *Oh, Jane, you're so foolish!* she berated herself, groaning into her palms. *Why didn't you just ask him?*
As she sat there, wrestling with her thoughts, a mix of annoyance and regret swirled inside her. She had enjoyed their conversations, found his insights fascinating, and now it felt as if she had missed a vital opportunity. With a deep breath, she resolved not to let this deter her. She was a scientist; she could find a way to track him down. After all, if the markings were as significant as she believed, he would want to know what she discovered. She just needed to figure out how to reach him first.
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"LOKI!" Odin's voice echoed through the throne room, commanding attention.
"Yes, Father?" Loki turned his head toward the source, bracing himself for the conversation he anticipated.
"I need to speak with you." The Allfather approached him, his expression serious. "Heimdall sought a dialogue with me. He wanted to know why he couldn't see the Frost Giants or you." Odin's gaze bore into him, expectant. "I couldn't provide a satisfactory explanation. Can you?"
Loki narrowed his eyes, irritation bubbling beneath the surface. "Wait, you seriously suspect me of colluding with those monsters?"
"The monsters you stemmed from," Odin retorted, his voice firm.
"I AM YOUR SON!" The words erupted from Loki, fueled by anger. How dare his father accuse him of being involved in their schemes? "I have nothing to do with Laufey's plans and I refuse to be part of them in the future!"
"It seems you've been leaving Asgard quite frequently," Odin continued, his tone unyielding. "And why can't Heimdall see you or the Frost Giants?"
"Since when is it forbidden to leave Asgard? And I have no idea!" Loki replied, outrage coloring his words. "Maybe Heimdall can't see the Frost Giants, or perhaps he's simply losing his edge. I'm not omniscient, Father. Maybe you should ask Thor; he's quite good at pretending he knows everything."
