The Unknown

Chapter 38: Reunion

It was now Saturday, it had been a day and a half since the boys had gone into Dahlia's mind and they showed no sign of waking up. All three had been given potions for sustenance and extra to help their healing process. Other potions for strength were given to Jörmungandr and assistant healers did exercises with his legs, hoping to regain strength for when he woke up. Dahlia had been given multiple remedies and antidotes for the poison and to speed along the process of her healing. The stab wound was already healed, only a scar showing but it was still red showing it had been done recently. The blackness that covered most of her chest, however, that was controlled by using a specific flower petal from the mountains on Niflheim, was now gone after having been covered in them. There seemed to be no side effects of the boys entering Dahlia's mind and no effects from how long they had been in there so far but Saida worried about the repercussions that could happen to their own minds. She was worried that they might lose themselves in Dahlia's mind if they couldn't find her.

Hela and Loki hadn't slept; they had stayed by the bedside, hoping for any sign that they would awaken soon. That was until someone entered the tent and Hela expected to see one of her guards who was guarding it but by surprise, it was Violet Evans.

"Violet," Hela said standing, as did Loki.

Violet walked over to her and hugged her as she asked, "how are they doing?"

Jonathan then ran in, just as Falcon did, and said breathlessly, "they made me bring them". Violet pulled out of the hug to look at Death sternly while she kept her hand on Hela's arm.

"Let me translate," Jonathan said, giving Death a breather. "My dear wife here hated being on Niflheim while all of this was happening, so she gathered the help of Eileen, Godric, Rowena and Helga. Need I explain more? You know how crazy Eileen and Violet are when they put their minds to it. Held a knife to his," gestured to Death, "neck when he appeared in the castle, made him bring us over. The other four are getting settled".

They all looked to Violet as she shrugged and said, "my granddaughter is hurt, what did you expect me to do?"

Hela answered quickly, "I was going to bring you over, I just...you didn't die too long ago, I don't know how long your souls will be able to stay".

It was basic biology of souls from Niflheim. The longer they stayed dead, the longer they could stay on the realm in which they came from. For souls such as the founders, they could stay for years before being on Midgard had an effect on them. For souls such as Violet, Jonathan and Eileen, their bodies had decomposed because of the length of time they had been dead but they had immediate relatives who were still alive, children and grandchildren, which caused their souls to still have a strong physical mark on the world. No souls as young as theirs had come to Midgard before, it was why Hela always took Lily and Dahlia to see them on Niflheim. Their souls would be as they were, happy, but would soon become sad and cold. Their souls would become weak, not belonging there. It was why the ghosts at Hogwarts didn't have a physical form. Their souls couldn't handle being whole on Midgardian ground.

"Pish posh," Violet said swatting her hand. She then looked to Loki across the bed who had his head down, ashamed. "Loki".

Violet then walked around the bed, Jonathan following her to stand near Loki. "Mr and Mrs Evans," he said.

"Look at us, Loki," Violet said firmly.

Loki finally looked up to them, trying to keep the tears at bay at the fact that Violet looked so much like Lily. How looking at both of them, brought back the guilt of not being able to protect their daughter. He assumed that they hated him, but his assumption was wrong.

Violet quickly wrapped her arms around him and they both let the tears fall for the loss that they had suffered. Both not being able to be there for the other when they lost someone who was so important to the both of them. "I'm sorry" Loki said, almost whimpering, "I'm sorry I couldn't protect her. I'm sorry. I gave you my word".