Chapter 12
My POV
I knew as soon as I woke up that something was off mainly because I'd woken up. Not been woken up by Sigyn or Hela yanking me up by the hair of the head which was the norm since I'd gotten here. Sitting up slowly, I looked around cautiously to try and figure out where they were and if this was a trick or not. A loud clang from the main hall that Hela had first tormented me in caused me to almost jump out of my skin and I stood up using the wall to support myself and staggered over to the door to look out the small bar covered opening and what I saw stunned me so thoroughly that when I managed to actually process what I was seeing I was already halfway saved.
There, in the middle of the main hall, surrounded by warriors and clad in his golden armor with a look of absolute rage blazing on his face, stood the All-Father. "Where. Is. She?" He spoke very calmly and quietly. Though he spoke in this manner, I could tell by the way he gripped the hilt of his sword that it was a monumental feat for him to remain this calm and not rip apart this hellish place to find me. "Why, Father. You honestly think that I'd tell you where my new favorite plaything's plaything is?" Hela sneered as she reclined in her black throne. I gasped, stunned that Odin was her father and before anyone could do or say anything else one of the other warriors looked straight at me and gasped loudly causing everyone to turn and look at him.
"All-Father! She's there! Loki's Midgardian is there in that cell! LOOK!" The warrior cried and pointed towards me. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as Odin turned to look where the warrior was pointing and I had an internal battle with myself. Half of me thought that this was a trick. It had to be a trick and the cruelest one of all on Hela's part that she would cause me to hallucinate that which I'd hoped and wished and sobbed for ever since she'd drug me to this nightmarish realm of hers. The other half of me, though, was screaming with joy that I was finally being rescued. I was going to be taken back to Asgard where I would see my friends and family...and my Loki.
I made a snap decision, then and there, and stuck my arm out and began shouting and as soon as I did Odin's eye looked directly at me and I knew that this was no hallucination. Hot tears began to pour down my face as he walked towards my cell and I yanked my arm back in and waited for him to get the door open. "Stand back, my lady." He said gruffly and I immediately moved away from the door to the right just as he kicked the door in and walked over to me in three large strides. "Oh, my dear Midgardian. I am so sorry that you've had to go through all of this but I assure you...Hela will pay dearly for this. Now I am going to see you safely back to Asgard where, I believe, my dearest wife is pacing the marble from the floors of the banquet hall waiting for your return." He said as he hugged me to him.
Tears still pouring down my face and a knot in my throat rendering me unable to speak, I simply nodded and let him help me out of the cell. We were halfway across the main hall when I heard someone walk into the room from behind us and say, "So Hela what are we going to do with our new toy today?" I froze hoping against hope that this really wasn't an illusion and looked up at Odin who'd apparently read my mind.
"Heimdall, take her back. Now." Odin said as his eye blazed a bright gold, far brighter than even Heimdall's. Before I could open my mouth to say anything a blinding white light enveloped me and I heard Sigyn and Hela both scream as Odin whirled on them and I slammed my eyes shut.
Loki's POV
Odin had gathered us all in the banquet hall and told us to wait that he would take care of everything...three bloody days ago. At first, mother and I had taken to simply sitting in our regular chairs with our heads down and didn't speak a word. Every so often a maid would pop her head in to see if anyone wanted anything to eat but everyone would simply shake their heads no and continue doing what they were doing before. Steve, Bucky, Tony, Bruce, and Vision were all trying to console Natasha and Wanda who had cried themselves sick over Daci.
Peter, Pietro, Thor and Sam were all trying to console a very distraught Clint who'd finally apologized to me after an hour of the rest of the team calming him down then went and got his nose fixed after I apologizedfor breaking it. Sif and Frigga after the first few hours took to pacing which after a while was a bit calming to hear their steps echo throughout the banquet hall. It was just after sunset on the third day when the doors opened and a scream ripped through the air as we all looked up and saw who was standing in the doorway.
Covered in gashes that were still slowly dripping blood and a ripped tunic, hair dripping wet with sweat and shaking from head to toe was my Midgardian queen, my love, my sanity. Frigga, Sif, Natasha and Wanda all screamed and bolted straight for her as the guys followed closely behind them. Natasha was the first to reach her followed closely by Clint who both enveloped Daci in hugs so tight I feared they'd choke what little life she had left out of her. After the initial shock wore off of seeing blurs streaking towards her she took one look at who was holding onto her for dear life and burst into tears.
"Shhhh, come here, baby girl. Pop's got ya. Loki where's the healers?" Clint asked as he picked his sobbing daughter up and looked over his shoulder at me. I went to open my mouth but wasn't able to say anything due to being tackled into the wall behind where I was sitting. Blinking, I looked around curiously trying to figure out how I'd gotten into the predicament that I was current in when I felt two arms wrap themselves tightly around my ribs and I looked down to see my beautiful love sobbing against me with her head on my chest.
"Don't worry, Clint. I'll take her to the Healers." I said quietly as Daci clung onto me for dear life. I picked her up bridal style and walked out of the room with her heading towards the Healers.
My POV
I opened my eyes as soon as the whoosing noise stopped and found myself face to face with a very worried looking Heimdall. "Heim...dall. Need horse." I managed to gasp as the pain finally slammed into me and my whole body shuddered. He nodded and whistled and a few moments later a gorgeous midnight black stallion cantered up to me across the Bifrost.
"Here, let me assist you in getting on." Heimdall said softly as he picked me up and placed me on the horse as though I were nothing more than a rag doll and I smiled in thanks at him, far too weak and in pain to speak again. I turned the horse back towards Asgard and Heimdall slapped it on it's flank and it took off like a shot. I surprised myself by just managing to keep myself on the horse the entire way into Asgard and finally after what seemed like days the horse slowed to a stop in front of the palace and laid down so I could get off more easily.
I staggered to my feet and gave the horse a scratch between the ears in thanks and turned and noticed that not only did the horse bring me to the palace it had rode all the way up the long flight of stairs so that way I wouldn't have to walk up them and I made a mental note to get the name of the horse so that way I could bring it all the carrots it could possibly want as a thank you to him. The guards who were talking amongst themselves looked up and immediately opened the doors for me and stood back each with a different degree of horror on his face.
I knew that Hela had torn me up pretty badly but judging by the reactions I was getting from other people I guessed that it looked worse than I imagined. I took a deep breath and walked into the palace where a maid opened the banquet hall doors for me and I stood biting my lip for several moments before Frigga and Sif looked up towards the sound of the opening doors. Shock registered on their faces first followed directly by relief as they gasped which caused everyone to first look at them then turn towards me.
Four feminine screams ripped through the air as two red blurs, a brown blur and a blonde blur all came at me all at once and I tensed up realizing that the entirety of the banquet hall was right behind them. One of the red headed blurs slammed into me causing me to whimper and another brown headed blur hit me from the other side at the same time and it took me a few moments to catch my breath as I squeezed my eyes shut. Opening them very slowly I realized who was hugging me and the tears that had been building up finally made their debut as I began to sob and wrapped my arms around Natasha and Clint and clung to them for dear life.
"Shhhhh, come here baby girl. Pop's got ya. Loki where's the healers." My father said as he picked me up and cradled me as though I were an infant again and my eyes flew open as it registered on me who's name he'd just said. Before anyone could stop me I jumped out of my father's arms and practically flew towards Loki tackling him out of his seat and into the wall several feet behind him. He groaned softly and blinked a couple of times trying to figure out what had just happened as I wrapped my arms around him and the tears poured freely down my face. I felt him tense and then relax as he figured out who it was that was wrapped around him and he picked me up gently as I began to pass out.
Faintly, I heard his footsteps echoing throughout the hall and his deep voice say, "Don't worry, Clint. I'll take her to the Healers." And that was the last thing I remembered before passing out in his arms.