A Shattered Soul (A Frostiron Story)

You Make Me Whole

13 hours later in Finland.

I am standing in the place that Friday identified him at, but there's a problem: it's just a simple gas station. Loki never does anything normal. He is always doing something to throw you off guard or to make you look the other way and this could be one of those scenarios; but I have to check. After scanning the alleys (you can never be too sure with him), I walk up to the cashier.

"Hello." I throw my media smile at the man.

"Hei." The man says and he clearly worked the night shift, his brown eyes are starting to close and his blonde hair is falling into his face.

Great, a language barrier. I think. I will have to get creative.

I think for a moment before pointing my fingers at my eyes and saying slowly, "L-o-o-k-i-n-g."

The man seems to understand the problem of the language barrier pretty quick and he nods his head to signal that he got my word.

I hold up four fingers, "F-o-r."

The man thinks for a minute then nods his head.

I dig into my pocket and hold out a more recent picture of Loki. Not one where he is looking all sickly, but one where he is smiling and casual (a picture from Friday's surveillance).

"H-i-m." I say, tapping the picture.

The man nods before his eyes examine the picture. They move up and down the picture for a minute before his eyes move back to mine. I lower the picture and start to examine his words and movements.

He points to himself, "M-i-n-u-l-l-a."

I nod, getting that he meant I.

He points to his eyes, "N-ä-h-n-y-t."

I nod, getting that he meant seen.

Then he taps the picture in my hand, "H-ä-n-e-t."

It takes me a minute, but I realise that he said, him. I smile and make a motion for him to go on. He frowns looking around before walking away and coming back a minute later with something curled in his hands. He opens it and I realize it is a paper map. His fingers run over the map before landing on a certain point. I pull out my phone and take a picture. I look up one more time at the man and smile at him, trying to convey that I was grateful.

I put my hands together in the position ninja's use before the fight. (Palms together with fingers pointed up.)

"T-h-a-n-k y-o-u." I say again slowly.

Thankfully, he smiles back and says, "H-y-v-ä."

I smile and hope that means something close to, your welcome, and the genuine smile on his face points to that prediction.

I leave the store and jump into the car.

"Friday, lead me to my run away." I say and back out.

"Certainly boss."

Soon I am driving by Friday's lead.

I pull up at a beach a little over an hour later. I turn the car off being very careful to not get sand in the wheels and immediately, I see him. It's not like he's hiding or you easily miss him though. He's the only one clad in all leather, heck he is the only one wearing pants! He has on his normal leather shirt, pants and boots, but he has shed his coat.

"Hello, Tony." He says as I walk over.

Geesh, it's like this guy has ESPN for me or something. But I knew that was wrong. Loki always had a sense of who was coming and going even when he had all that mind stone junk in his head. He even guessed Natasha, which is pretty hard to do even when you're not being controlled by an infinity stone.