Forgotten // Loki X OC pt.4

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I said nothing as everyone talked amongst themselves about my life. I didn't put in my opinion. I simply sat and listened to their words.

"She should make her own decisions. Look, she hasn't even said a word in the past twenty minutes!"

I looked up at Loki's words. Everyone stared at me as they waited for me to speak.

"What?"

"Oh my God." Loki shook his head and stood from the sofa. He made his way to me and kneeled beside my chair. "Love, when's the last time you slept?"

"Uh...two...two days ago?" I replied monotonously, staring at my hands as they rest in my lap. "But I'm fine, really."

"No." Loki stood, picking me up bridal style in his arms as he did. He turned to everyone, still looking down at me with soft eyes. "She needs to sleep. We can finish this discussion later."

With that, Loki made us appear in his room. Gently, he laid me down onto his bed.

"Loki I'm fine. I just didn't have anything to say." I yawned, looking up to him. "I don't always have a smart comment, ya know."

"Aidan." Loki sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed next to me. He grabbed my hand into his own. "I know how hard this is for you, not being able to prove yourself. But....I think I might have figured it out."

I furrowed my brows, sitting up on the mattress. "What exactly did you figure out?"

"Well... I've been doing some research and I may or may not have stumbled upon something that I can learn." Loki chuckled nervously, keeping his gaze away from me.

"Loki." I moved towards him, gripping his chin and turning his head to face me. "What is it?"

"Asgardian transportation across dimensions and other worlds. Similar to the bifrost but without the need for a bridge." Loki grabbed the hand that had previously gripped his chin, looking into my eyes. "Basically, it's-

"Time travel." I finished, my voice in a whisper.

"I can do it. All I have to do is get Stark to make a few things and we ca-

"No." I shook my head. "I can't. We can't. Do you know how much we'll change? How much damage we could do? I can't risk anything."

"It's better than just sitting here while everyone goes through what Tony's dealing with." Loki spoke sternly. "We could have a life again, Aidan. We could...we could be a family."

I exhaled sadly with a shrug. "I don't know... Loke."

"All it would take is ten minutes. Go back, stop Thanos and return to now. Please, just think about it." Loki placed his other hand on the back of my neck gently. "That's all I'm asking for."

I nodded, looking at Loki as he slowly pulled me towards him for a kiss. I hummed, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling myself even closer to him.

"Loki." I mumbled into the kiss before pulling away. "I'll think about it."

Loki smiled and nodded, pushing me back onto the bed. "Good. Now get some sleep."

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"Aidan, can I talk to you about something?" Breean asked, shyly stepping in front of my cell.

"If it's something private, I'm not the one to talk to." I replied, setting down my sketchbook and standing up from my bed.

"Why?" Breean stepped closer, her confidence surfacing as she did.

I nodded my head towards the corner of the room. "Cameras."

"Already shut those down." Bree smiled proudly, opening my cell door. "The systems are down for the next twenty minutes."

I smirked. "Smart. Now what's up?"

"So...I like this person, but, they don't know." Breean started, leaning against the wall. She crossed her arms as she stared at her feet. "I've liked them for a while now but I don't know if I'm ready to tell them. Or if anyone's ready."

"It's Peter, isn't it?" I asked, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

Breean shook her head. "That's the thing, I never liked Peter as more than a friend and he never like me either. It's been a cover-up this whole time."

"What exactly are you covering up?" I questioned, looking up at the young girl. She shook her head.

"That's what I'm nervous about. It's the fact that the person is older than me. Not much, only a year. But that, and-

"Breean Lee!" Tony spoke angrily, stepping into the room just outside of my cell. "What're you doing in here?"

"Nothing. I was talking to Aidan." Breean replied calmly. "We were just finishing up here."

Breean walked out of my cell and past Tony without another word. Tony glared at me with crossed arms and knitted brows.

"What did she say?" He asked harshly.

"She was talking about school. What else?" I asked in response. "She's fourteen, there's really nothing else for her."

"She's almost fifteen, so get that right. And she has much more than just school ahead of her. She has potential."

"Don't tell me how old my own kid is, Tony." I hissed. "And yeah, she has tons of potential. But don't badger her into the ground because of it. Let her be a kid. For once, let one of us grow up with a normal childhood."

Tony sighed, finally removing his gaze from me and switching it to the floor. "Twenty seconds."

"Excuse?" I questioned, raising a brow.

"You have twenty seconds after I leave to get out of this cell. Otherwise you're stuck in here for the rest of the week." Tony explained before turning on his heel and leaving the room.

I moved fast, grabbing my sketchbook and running out of both my cell and the room around it. I gasped, unable to stop myself and running straight into someone's back. With a loud thud, I hit the floor and groaned, reaching for my fallen sketchbook.

"This is good."

I looked up, seeing an all too familiar, green face. Gamora smiled, closing my sketchbook and helping me up from the floor.

"Thanks." I smiled, taking the book from Gamora. I moved my eyes down and my jaw dropped slightly at the sight of her belly rounding out into a small bump.

"My husband is around here somewhere." She giggled, resting a hand on her belly. "Twins, in case you were wondering."

"There you are." A man's voice came from the hallway. I turned around and smiled brightly.

Starlord.