Loki Imagines

Bad news (Part 1)

All of the parts to this story is written in Loki's perspective. Just to let you know.

(Y/M/N)=Your middle name

(Y/L/N)=Your last name

   "Yeah I'm on my way-" CRASH. BANG. SIRENS. SCREAMS. "Lost connection" Said the screen of my mobile phone. "(Y/N). (Y/N)!" What happened I am still not sure, but it was like living a nightmare. I rushed downstairs, jumped in the car, and thought of the most likely place that she was. When suddenly, I realised that I had no idea where I was going. So I stopped and asked a man. "E-excuse me?" I asked trembling "B-but you w-w-wouldn't know the f-fastest way t-to what you m-midgardians c-call the h-h-h-hospeetil?"

"Yes it's just down that road and right." He replied. I didn't even have time to say thank you I was in so much of a rush.

   I hurriedly parked the car and rushed inside the tall narrow building. "(Y/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N) PLEASE!" I asked the woman sitting at the reception desk. She pointed to a sign on the wall and said the name of the ward my girlfriend was in. Again, I forgot to thank her. This was too urgent to wait though.

   "Loki Odinson?" A very serious looking doctor said, as soo as I approached a blue curtain. He had given me five minutes to speak to (Y/N).

"How are you feeling?" I asked a very weak looking patient. She didn't reply, only a painful whale. I finally managed to get her to speak, but all she said was for me to go home a look after the dog Mischief.

   I got some upsetting news from the doctor as I let saying that my darling had a misplaced knee joint, a broken arm, a deep wound on her forehead, and a fracture along her spinal column. This was bad. Unfortunately, Asgardian magic can only heal one person a day, and I had accidentally given myself a paper cut earlier that morning. How stupid of me!