A Tale of Mischief and Mutants part 2

Recognition

—-Loki—-

I change out of my armor into Midgardian attire not wanting to scare her with it then speak in the softest voice I can as I take another step towards my fiancée praying she doesn't see me as a threat.

"Its alright mortal you're safe darling."

She just barely moves her hands from her face to look at me. I notice a couple bruises along with the gash Peter had mentioned before it should heal up alright but I'm still angry it had happened. I kneel down knowing I tower over her. Mary follows my lead and Sam eyes her with curiosity. As I get a better look at her I realize that she's wearing different clothes than she left the house in... they're Peter's clothes which can only mean... 'Those fucking swivers!'

I'm not mad at Peter only at those responsible for this. Peter wouldn't have left that information out on purpose. He's probably just overwhelmed with all the information he had to relay. I push my anger over this as far down as I can. An angry response will only scare her. Mary speaks softly to her sister.

"Sam you know us we love you. I promise you you're safe."

Sam looks over to me with fear though she's not curled up as tightly anymore. I still can't see the bracers as they're hidden beneath Peter's jacket. I do see fresh blood on the sleeves and sweatpants though. Peter was right they must be cutting her.

"He's safe Sam, you know him. He'd never hurt you, not ever."

She still looks confused, she also looks scared but maybe not as much so of Mary anymore. I inch forward which makes her flinch away and close her eyes tightly like she believes I had moved to hit her. Seeing her react this way hurts though I know she's not all here.

"Love please, please let me help you mortal."

She opens her eyes looking at me with an overwhelmingly suspicious gaze as if what I've said defies all reason. I feel a tear fall from my eye at her reaction to me and whatever happened that scared her enough to put her in this state.

"Please Sam I love you. Please remember me. I just want to help you."

I know asking her to remember me on command is a preposterous request but I can't stand seeing her in such a state. If she could just remember I could make everything better, I could fix this. 'But what if she simply can't remember?' 'What if she never remembers?' I'm overwhelmed by that possibility.

'What if they broke her and she doesn't recover from this?!' I feel tears rolling down my face uncontrollably now. I can't speak with the eloquence I'm usually capable of and am left repeating only one word. The idea of my love being lost in her own mind when we have both come so far and suffered through so much nearly breaking me.

"Please... please..."

...

"L-Loki?"

Her voice is hardly a whisper but my ears catch it and it's the sweetest sound I've ever heard. I look up seeing her now uncurled from the position she'd been in before. I nod now overjoyed I dare to move closer to her.

"Yes love, yes. I'm right here."

She suddenly shifts towards me letting all her weight fall on me. The jacket bunches up around her arm revealing the bracer on her left arm it's a bloody mess with something scrolled on it and I can't make sense of it. That can be sorted in a bit for now I just hold her tightly and press a kiss against her cheek.

She seems to relax finally feeling safe. Mary plants a kiss on her sister's forehead and smiles softly towards me before leaving the room to tell the others about what's transpired. I don't know if she's completely come out of whatever state she was in now or not but whatever the case I'm glad she at least feels safe with me.