Paris's POV
I felt as if I was stabbed in the chest a thousand times. After he had said that I hugged him. "I'm sorry....I missed you so much....your my best friend Loki and I hurt you..." He was silent at first and did not move. But after a short while he hugged back. "I missed you too..." he said quietly. It was as if we were glued together because I did not want to let go. It was as if he were over a cliff and I was the only thing keeping him from falling. When I finally let go I looked at him and smiled slightly. "You need to stop growing. Your taller than I am and it's kind of intimidating." He did not smile though. "You were always small though so it wouldn't make a big difference."
After a while longer they finally were about to take him back to Asgard where he will be put in their prison. It hurt when I watched him go. They had him in handcuffs and had muzzled him like a wild animal that could attack anyone at any given moment. After Thor brought Loki back to Asgard we went out to eat at this place called Shwarma. But I did not eat. My mind was racing and I finally made a decision. But I had to wait until Tony was asleep. I do not care anymore if I could possibly be risking my freedom and I myself could wind up in jail. I do not know if I am even allowed back. But I want to see him again. I want to catch up a little more. When I got to Asgard with a small bag with some of my favorite Earth items to show to him and a book I thought he might like. I teleported into the prison area, tapped quietly on the glass cell so I was not heard or noticed, and saw Loki turn to face me with a surprised look on his face.
