Long And Lost (Book II)

Ch.18: Your heart is the only place that I call home

Sigyn rested her chin on a table at the cafeteria, staring at the tea going cold in front of her. It was late, or early, she wouldn't know anymore. She wanted to go to sleep, but it was impossible. Loki was all over her head and traveling through a wormhole had taken its toll on both of them.

Right now, he was approaching Asgard, which was on fire. Loki could see Fenrir wolf flanking the people of Asgard on the bifrost bridge, the way back to the city blocked by an army of undead. He had to get them out of there. He lowered the ship by the side of the bridge and opened the cargo doors.

"Your savior is here!" Loki exclaimed to all the stunned asgardians, emerging for the fog and the smoke surrounding the ship.

REALLY? What are you playing at? A mythical angel of mercy?

He could hear Sigyn giggling in his head.

I'm good at making entrances.

You are ridiculous!

Sigyn snorted loudly.

"What's so funny?" Bucky interrupted her thoughts. "What are you doing here at 4 am?"

"Just-- nevermind." She said, straightening up on the chair. "What are you doing here at 4 am?"

"Insomniac, remember?" Bucky said standing in front of her.

"Right. And drunk" Sigyn gestured for him to sit down, while he made a just a bit gesture with his fingers. "I thought after today's training you'd be sleeping just fine."

Bucky smiled. "Well, my body agrees with you, my mind doesn't." He said, taking a seat. "So, what were you laughing about?"

"You don't wanna know that." Sigyn rubbed her head slightly. Loki was fighting some undead soldiers, stealing her foresight. It was uncomfortable. "How did you even get this drunk, though?"

Bucky just giggled. His thoughts were scattered, and offered no answer either. She rolled her eyes and waved her hand. A fresh cup of warm tea appeared on the table, along with some coffee with cream for Bucky. He smiled and took a sip.

"I have a question for you." Bucky said. "More of a proposition, actually."

Sigyn shook her head. "I'm going to give you this one chance to reconsider it."

"Don't read my mind! It ruins the surprise." He pouted playfully.

"I am warning you..." She said. "I will not let you blame it on the alcohol afterwards."

Bucky looked at her intently, if a little out of focus. "I'm just saying, if he got a chance, why can't I get one?" He asked. "He is stuck at the other side of the universe." He added with a small smirk. "He doesn't have to know."

"Do you know midgardians named me goddess of fidelity for putting up with Loki all this time?" She said, slightly amused, mostly offended. "I don't think I'd live up to the title if I took your offer." Bucky chuckled. "And he would know."

"Not if you don't tell him." Bucky mused, trying to get hold of her hand on the table. "You know I won't tell him."

"You are hopeless." Sigyn took a deep breath, moving her hand away from him. "Listen up, Bucko. Like it or not, Loki is my husband."

"I have trouble figuring out how someone like you ended up married to someone like him." Bucky took another sip of his coffee. "Oh, right! You didn't! He tricked you into it!" He giggled, managing to rile her up. She leaned on the table, face few inches away from his.