Beneath A Moonless Sky: A Thor Fanfic

Parental Guidance

 Emily rolled onto her back with a hard grunt. She was only half awake, and she could feel her twins kicking her steadily from underneath her ribs. It had been thirteen weeks since the stabbing, and her babies, sons, as they had found out, had been growing at a steady and healthy pace. They were strong, and their little feet pressing against her this early in the morning usually brought an elated smile to the young mothers face. This morning, however, as she reached to Thor's side of the bed and felt him not, her entire body seized with panic.

Emily's open wound may have healed, but the mental and emotional scarring that comes with killing another human being...it was something she doubted would ever go away. Some nights she was just fine, she was every bit the woman she had been before Thor had walked into her life, only...happier. She had an amazing boyfriend, she was twenty-six weeks pregnant with twins that she had grown awfully attached to...but, some nights, that wasn't enough to keep Eckard from creeping into her dreams. She couldn't handle it when Thor slipped from bed early in the mornings, she felt unsafe without him there. She felt trapped in her own sleep paralysis.

Her blood curdling shriek could be heard down the hallway, and Thor had to apologize to Loki for cutting him off. He bolted down the long corridor and all but kicked his own door down, though he knew good and well what was going on. Guilt flooded his baby blue eyes as he crawled onto the bed beside her, regretting leaving her for anything in the word. His large hands cupped her swollen abdomen, and he leaned in to kiss her very gently. "Shh, princess. I am so sorry, I shouldn't have stepped out, Loki knocked. Please breathe. You are safe, I am right here."

Emily fought to catch her breath, her body jerking forward slightly as her paralysis broke and she was able to sit at full attention. "T-Thor, are you alright, a-are...please don't leave, I need...I need you safe." She stammered, breaking into a cold sweat as Thor kissed away the tears that were slowly rolling down her pale cheeks.

"Sweet girl, where in these nine realms would I ever go? I am here until you send me away. This I swear."

"W-Where were you? I...I felt and you were g-gone."

"Loki knocked, as I said. He was letting us know that Lanie goes in for her sixteen week ultrasound this morn. If the child cooperates, they may tell the sex. That is all he wanted, to let us know we may join should we wish to."

Thor's deep, velvet voice calmed her. She took a deep breath, shaking the irrational thoughts from her mind as she buried her face into his chest. His arms snaked around her tightly, and he cradled her there for several long moments, until she finally spoke. "Let them have their private moment. We have to get ready."

Thor's eyebrows knitted together, and he pulled away from her in slight confusion. "Ready for...?"

Emily fought the opportunity to roll her eyes, and she sighed once more. "Please don't tell me you forgot. We are going to see my family? I can't exactly pop out tiny heirs to a foreign throne without telling my family that I even carried them."

Thor slid off the bed quicker than he'd entered the room, and he shook his head wildly. "If I am being subject to this, Loki shall come as well. We will go after the visit in the doctors chambers. Lanie's family must know also, and I...I cannot...your father frightens me."

Emily couldn't fight it anymore, she shot the god the eye roll of all eye rolls. The love of her life was over six feet tall and had more muscle than Dwayne Johnson, and he was scared of her father? The tiny, middle aged, British chef, who had no supernatural powers whatsoever? She scoffed, folding her arms overtop her round stomach. "Thor. My father would break his hand on your face. That is how ridiculous you're being right now."