I Die Without You

Prompt 8: Death

Loki awoke from his nightmare.  This one was worse than the last two and was surprised he even escaped from it, given the circumstances. Strangely enough, Beverlee was not in this nightmare, and he was eager to tell her that his strategy must have worked.

But where was Beverlee? She wasn't on his bed, and... what was he doing on the floor? 

He soon realized someone had turned on the lights... then noticed the state of his quarters - it was like someone had ransacked the place, there was major damage almost everywhere.

Was that Bruno lying on the floor by the closet? What was he doing here?

What happened?!

"Beverlee?" He called out, desperately trying to find her.

There she was - she was also sitting on the floor... near a body? 

He then felt his dagger in his hand and looked at it.

There was blood on it. Fresh blood. 

His knuckles were also raw and bleeding. 

He could now hear Beverlee sobbing.

What did I do, he questioned in his mind.

Dropping the dagger on the floor, he crawled towards her.

"What - what happened?" Loki asked, feeling very nervous. He looked over to the body, and he knew right away who it was.

Doctor Tom Lowenstein. 

"Beverlee?" he said in a very small voice, it surprised him he could speak at all.

Beverlee turned around to look at Loki.

Loki was really scared - had his nightmares actually been portents of the future? He was ready for the worst.

But Beverlee didn't say a word.

She simply pulled him into a tight embrace.

He discovered they both were trembling.

Loki clung to her as if his life depended on it - and it most likely did now.

"What- what happened?" he asked, finding it hard to speak, "did I, did I... do this?"

"It's- it's not your fault, it was an accident," Beverlee whispered, "I don't blame you at all. But I have to, have to..."

"Call Coulson." Loki finished for her, "it's okay, Beverlee, I know the procedure. But please also contact Thor?"

"Of course I will."

****

Within ten minutes, SHIELD Agents and Med Center technicians were in Loki's quarters examining the 'crime scene.'

Loki and Beverlee were made to wait outside in the corridor, with two SHIELD Agents guarding them. As if they would run away - where could they go?

Beverlee was still only clad in the t-shirt Loki had given her, and she was shivering as the corridors were drafty. She hugged her arms, attempting to gain some warmth.

"Excuse me," Loki said, trying to keep his voice as polite as possible, "my friend is feeling the cold, could one of you be a lamb and spare your jacket?"

Both of the Agents were unyielding.

"It's okay, Loki," Beverlee said, "thanks for trying. I guess they think if they give me a jacket, it might be part of some ruse to escape."

"I'm sorry, Beverlee," Loki said, looking very sad, "I've now made your suffering twofold, because of my reputation...."

"You've done nothing of the sort - you tried to help me. It's these Agents that have made my suffering twofold."