"(Y/n)."
(Y/n)'s surroundings changed. She was in the Asgard throne room, Loki in front of her.
"(Y/n) you must leave Thor, so that you may come home." Loki begged.
"I can not leave Thor. He must return home. Odin must allow him to return home."
"Fa...
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Chapter 5- Midgardian Liquor
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Thor stepped back from the hammer, screaming up at the sky before falling to his knees. (Y/n) hesitantly placed her fingers on the handle, deciding against picking it up. It was meant to be Thor wielding the hammer. Her picking it up would be like Thor wielding her Infinity Stone.
Soldiers moved towards the two. (Y/n) looked to Thor, who stayed silent as his hands were brought behind his back. She did the same. No mortal object could take away her power, if she felt in danger she could easily leave. But what these Midgardians were doing with the hammer she wanted to know.
(Y/n) was in her room for around ten minutes before the man who she assumed was in charge entered.
"I uh, just finished talking to your friend. We'll see how your stories match up, or really, how crazy both of you sound. It's not easy to do what you did. You knocked my men out by just touching them. In my experience, it takes someone who's received similar training to do what you did to them. Would you like to tell me where you received your training? Pakistan? Chechnya? Afghanistan?"
"Asgard," (Y/n) answered honestly.
"Who are you?" The man asked.
"(Y/n) Cardottir."
The man chuckled, "Yes, the wife of Loki in Norse folklore. We'll get the information we want one way or another. We're good at that." A small machine beepedin the man's pocket, "I'll be right back."
The man left, leaving (Y/n) alone. The woman sighed, dropping her head slightly. When she opened them again, Loki was in front of her in Midgardian garb.
"Loki?" She whispered, "What are you doing here?"
"I've come to plead once again that you come home," Loki put his hand over (Y/n)'s, causing the handcuffs to disappear.
"I can't leave Thor. Not until he is able to return home or until he accepts his mortal life. Then I shall call upon Heimdall."
"I should freeze you and take you back with me," Loki muttered.
"Try your best My Prince," (Y/n) smirked.
Loki kissed (Y/n)'s hand, "I will not rest until you are by my side once again."
"May," Erik entered her room, "There you are. Come on, Donny is already outside, let's go."
(Y/n) stood up from her seat, joining Thor as the three walked out of the compound.
As (Y/n) passed by a table she spotted the notebook that Jane was so fond of. Knowing of Thor's promise she nabbed it, holding it close to her.
"Doctor Selvig!" The man yelled, "Keep them away from bars."
