Through Time and Space Book 2.

Broken Chapter 8

    I sulk in my room, the alarms still blaring. Stay out of the way? While Loki is trying to destroy the world? Not likely. God, he's such a drama queen. I honestly can't believe this. Has he never been broken up with? I know I'm the only person who can talk him down, so let's do this. In all this chaos it's easy to sneak into the weapons room and I grab some body armor but leave my face exposed. If I'm going to reason with Loki, I have to look him in the eyes. I also grab a gun, taser, and a dagger. Better safe than sorry. Now, it's time to face Loki.

I discover Loki is hovering above the tower (Can he fly? I honestly don't care oops) so I know where I have to go. I climb the many flights of stairs to the top of the tower where I find the dead bodies of S.H.I.E.L.D agents scattered around. "Loki!" I yell up to him, "Stop throwing a temper tantrum and come down to talk to me!" (GUYS SMITHEREENS JUST CAME ON MY PLAYLIST HOW APPROPRIATE) He turns to look at me, anger and hurt in his eyes, "I should just kill you right now." I cross my arms, "But you won't. Loki, please, I just want to talk." Slowly he lowers himself and walks over to me. "Loki, you can't do this. You can't destroy New York because we had one fight." He glares at me, "Who are you to tell me what I can and can't do?" My God, is he five? "Loki, I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was upset. But that doesn't change the fact you can't kill people!" He puts his hands on his hips, "Why not?!" I sigh sadly, "Because Loki, that's illegal. And I don't want you being thrown back into a cell." Now it's his turn to look sad, "You see (y/n), that's just it. You're the only person to know about all the 'horrible' things I've done, and forgive me for it. To truly care about me despite everything. And for you to cast me out after one mistake," His face darkens, "Well, that hurt me. So now, I'll hurt everyone else." He turns to dramatically leave. Well, not if I have anything to say about it. "Wait!" I grab his jacket sleeve, "Loki, I love you, and... I forgive you. I would never do anything to hurt you. Please, you have to believe me." Instead of replying, he kisses me, pulling me close. Just them, a police helicopter shines a searchlight onto us and a voice echos down, "Loki, step away from the civilian. I repeat, step away from the civilian." I wave it away but they persist. Finally, I step away, just as the Avengers rush up the stairs. I turn to them, "I talked Loki down. You're welcome." Tony nods, impressed, and Thor steps forward, looking annoyed, "Why would you do something so stupid, brother?" Loki rolls his eyes, "I'll admit I was acting... Irrational. But it's over, so let's move on." This time Natasha speaks up, "Actually, Loki, since you made such a scene I'm afraid we're going to have to take you into custody." His eyebrows jump up, "Excuse me?" I protectively step in front of Loki, "There's absolutely no way you're doing that. He didn't even kill anyone!" I decide it's best not to mention the guy he impaled. That's old news, anyway. I look at the Avengers and see them all consider it. Finally Tony speaks up, "I can't speak for everyone else, but, personally, I don't particularly want to go through the trouble of taking down an Asgardian. Again." The rest shrug and all mutter or shrug in agreement. Why pick an unnecessary fight, right? Thor looks ecstatic, "Thank the norns!"  He rushes up and hugs Loki, pushing past me. Loki looks extremely uncomfortable, but tentatively pats Thor on the back. "May we go back inside now?" 

    Well, that was hell, but it's over. The Avengers all seem impressed I managed to talk down Loki, a feat none of them were ever able to accomplish. I just smile and shrug it off, but internally I'm basking in the glory. I mean, the fact I now live with them doesn't erase the fact they were my childhood heroes. Hell, they're still my heroes. 

Life with Loki eventually gets back to normal. Or, as normal as dating an Asgardian god can get. I've learned not to steal Thor's pop tarts, and not be surprised when Clint falls out of a vent (ok I know this are all old tropes but End Game really hurt me and I need this.) Frankly, I'm the happiest I've been in a while. No more insane kidnappings of either me or my boyfriend, and sure, the Avengers still have to go on missions sometimes, and it seriously sucks I can't join, but I get it. I mean, I don't have powers, I don't have any special talents, I was never trained as an assassin, and I don't have a super suit. There have been a few scary things, Tony and Nat almost died at one point, and Steve went missing for a bit, but everything was resolved with little to no casualties. The Avengers have even been letting Loki go on a few missions with them. At least, the missions where no civilians will be present. I'm 99% sure the general public thinks Loki's locked up somewhere. Steve insists that if people knew otherwise it would cause mass hysteria, which I guess makes sense. I mean, he did try to take over their world. Seriously, this world has been through A LOT. I'm surprised anyone still lives in New York. Sometimes I forget how stubborn humanity can be. One of the best things about living in an alternate reality is the fact that since Tony, one of the richest men in the world, is actually, I don't know, decent person, he's donated countless dollars to organizations working to not only end climate change but also to end poverty across the globe. It's truly incredible. Still, I miss some things from home. My favorite author, TV show, and there are of course other things. Some friends who, I have to admit, I wasn't very close to at the end, but I miss having the option to reach out. Anyway, no more magic glowing portals have appeared to take me home. Even if some magic portal did appear, I'm not so sure anymore that I would leave. I mean, my life is here now. I love Loki, he loves me, and the Avengers are feeling more and more like family. Which is pretty awesome. 

A few years pass, and Loki eventually proposes, obviously, I accept, and we have a small, but beautiful wedding. Sometimes this whole experience still feels surreal. I mean, it does kind of defy the entire reality I grew up with. But, life is strange. Loki and I decide against kids, deciding it would just be too strange, raising a half-human, half-Asgardian child in a tower filled with superheroes. I'm happy. Finally, completely and totally at peace. 

HELLO!!! THIS IS THE END. Listen, guys, I'm SO sorry I've put you through so much. I haven't updated for close to a year, and I know my writing has gotten worse during this fic. But I was reading a bunch of fics by this one author and it inspired me to finish this. Even if it's not the best writing, at least it's closure, right guys? Thanks for sticking with me, you guys really are the best.