A Tale of Mischief and Mutants

Dangerous Dreams

—-Loki—-

Had I known that Sam would have a panic attack I wouldn't have left like I did. I wouldn't have done that to her, the fact that I'm the cause of one makes me feel incredibly guilty. I hadn't been thinking of how she would react to me leaving. She doesn't dwell on this though. Sam thanks everyone for helping her and Logan for finding me.

Thor leaves but I don't get away scott free. I can't escape a hug before he leaves. I'm embarrassed but I don't pull away part of me needs this. He tells me he loves me and I nod too embarrassed to vocalize my reciprocation, he understands what I mean and smiles he puts a hand on my shoulder and nods too then leaves. Sam exchanges a hug and a few words with Mary then takes my hand and leads me back to our room. When the door is closed we sit down in the bed and she looks to me seriously.

"What was the dream about?"

I explain it to her.

"So you thought I, who you saw as Proxima, was attacking you?"

I nod.

"I'm sorry you don't resemble her in the least I don't know why I saw you like that."

She looks almost relieved over something.

"It's ok, I didn't want to tell you because I thought it might upset you, but sometimes I see you as men from my past when I'm first coming out of a nightmare."

She looks at the barely visible nearly healed bruises on my arm. Tracing them lightly with her fingers. The arm is all but healed the bone mended days ago luckily she let me hold onto it long enough for it to heal, it would've taken months for her to heal the fracture. She looks a bit guilty for a moment.

"I'm not the safest person to sleep with either."

I respond by simply moving my arm and taking her hand that had been tracing the bruises in mine. I lift her hand to my lips and kiss it. The violence brought out by my nightmare being directed at her wasn't the only reason I ran tonight but telling her what was would reveal too much.

She knows I was upset I made a mess of things, but she doesn't know that the reason I'm trying so hard is because I want her hand. We don't need to speak any further we go back to bed clinging to each other as we fall asleep.