thespottedcreature

TheSpottedCreature

23, female/she, Hufflepuff. Obsessed with pretty much everything cute and cuddly.

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Loki - Please

Warnings: Torture (not graphic), angst

Word count: 2110

Other: You are Loki's wife of many centuries. Inspired by a picture I found on Pinterest.

"Please! Take me, not her! Please, I beg you! She won't survive!" Loki rammed his whole body to the wall with pure desperation as the guards hauled you away yet again. It was the third time this week, and it was really taking a toll on you as well as Loki. It killed him on the inside to hear your screams but not be able to help you. There was also another reason he prayed that they would stop. You were pregnant, and even if it didn't show yet, the blood loss and shock might cause a miscarriage.

Loki had tried everything to make the guards take him instead of you. He had tried insulting and bribery and threatening and pleading but none worked. Every time he asked why they did this, they gave the same answer.

"King's orders." The same man that he had once called father was now torturing his wife. Anger and desperation fought inside Loki, but he couldn't do anything, he could just listen to your screams and pleas.

After what felt like forever, Loki had dislocated his shoulder trying to break out, and you were brought back. The guards had to half carry you, you were so weak that you could barely stand. They shoved you inside the cell next to Loki's and left the dungeons after glancing at Loki, who was holding his bloody and wrung shoulder. You had sunken down next to the wall that was closest to Loki, and he hurried to you and sunk down to see you. Your cheeks were covered in tears but you were breathing steadily.

"My dearest?" Loki called you, and you lifted your head tiredly to look at him. As he met your gaze and noticed the shiver you did every time you had to move, his own tears got free. He placed his hand on the wall, and you placed yours opposite of his. This was the closest you got to a touch, as it seemed that Odin enjoyed torturing the two of you, locking you up next to each other but not being able to physically touch.

"Don't cry, love. We will get through this." You promised him in a quiet voice, and a shiver ran down Loki's back as he realized how weak it was.

"I'll get you out of here. I promise." He whispered to you.

"I don't care who I have to beg from, I will get you out." He promised and meant every word. He hoped that his brother would help him, even after the attack on New York.

At that moment, the doors opened and Thor walked in with a young healer woman and gestured quietly at your cell. Loki tensed but relaxed soon as he saw the woman signed to you and you answered weakly and then she started to tend to your wounds. The healer, Anastasia, had been born deaf but you had always fought for her right to get to act as a hearer and after years of persistent work from both her and you, she became one of the best ones, much to Odin's dismay.

"Brother," Thor spoke to Loki, who slowly moved his gaze from you to the taller man.

"We need to get her out of here." Thor's words caught Loki by surprise as he was ready to beg him to smuggle you out.

"Why would you help her? You are the one that brought her here, remember?" Loki was suspicious, and Thor's eyes got a sad twinge.

"Trust me, I would have never brought her here if I had known that this is the treatment she would receive. And I can't let my niece or nephew die." Loki's head shot up to see the gentle look in his brother's eyes.

"Yes, I know about her pregnancy. We have to get her out of here soon. Tomorrow night, be ready to run. Get as much rest as you can. I will assign so many guards to the north border so they don't have the resources to torture her again." Loki shivered at the casual tone Thor was using but didn't say anything.

- - - -

The whole day went by in a flash, and soon it was night and Thor sneaked down after giving the other prisoners some sleeping draught so they wouldn't be able to tell who did this. You were still weak from the weeks of malnourishment and torture, and you could barely stand up so Thor had to help you out of the cell. He opened Loki's who stepped forward and gently cupped your face. Even in your weakened state, you were just as beautiful as the day he had met you.

"My dearest." He pressed a gentle kiss to your lips and you caressed his cheek with your hand. You couldn't get words out as you were too happy to finally be with him again.

Your happiness was short lived as Loki gently pushed you back into Thor's chest after one last kiss and he kicked the wall to activate the door again.

"Loki! What are you doing?" Thor questioned, but Loki just shook his head and gestured to the door with a hasty wave.

"Take her and go. It will be easier for you to get out if it's just the two of you." Thor seemed to hesitate and you leaned into the wall that yet again separated the two of you.

"Love." You begged, but Loki took a step back even if he felt like his heart was torn into shreds.

"Go!" He commanded Thor, who gently picked you up and carried you away while you tried your best to get back to your husband, crying for Thor to let you go.

Thor sprinted across the city, hiding in the shadows of the palace and he carried you to the Bifrost. It was clear that Heimdall had been waiting for you, because as soon as the two of you arrived at the bridge, he and Thor exchanged a few, quick words before Heimdall sent you away. That was the moment you blacked out and Thor felt his heart jump as he hoped it was not too late for you or the baby.

The Avengers living in the tower were surprised, to say the least, as Thor turned up to their doorstep with an unconscious woman on his arms, almost frantic that she needed to be saved. He refused to answer any questions.

"I'll answer your questions after you have helped her." Was all he said until she was wheeled off on a gurney. Bruce had started to work on her with other doctors, and the other's were looking at Thor expectingly as he paced back and forth in the waiting room.

"Ah, yes. Answers. I think I promised those." Thor muttered and turned to the team.

"What do you want to know?" He asked, fearing that they would refuse to have you there as soon as they heard who you were. And yet, the first question was the one he feared the most and it came from Tony.

"Who is she, Thor?" Before answering, Thor took a deep breath and hoped that they would understand and listen to everything he had to say.

"She is Loki's wife. Before you say anything, I just want you to know that she was tortured multiple times a week and I just couldn't watch her or my brother to suffer any longer. And I could't let my nephew or niece to die." There was a silence that was broken by Steve.

"I think you did the right thing." This earned him a few glances that read that "are you out of your mind?!" but he ignored them. He turned to them.

"Even if the child is Loki's, the baby is still innocent and I believe she is too. We can't turn them away now. What kind of heroes would we be then?" The team shared a glance and that was all it took. No words needed. You would stay there.

- - - -

It had been almost a year since you had gotten back, and even if the scars on your body never disappeared, you healed and got your strength back relatively fast to give birth to a healthy baby girl. She had your eyes but Loki's black hair and magic. The whole team soon got over the fact that you were Loki's wife, and Clint often joked about how did Loki get so patient and kind wife and a well-behaved kid. Popetina (your daughter) did still have a little bit of mischief in her blood.

"What did you expect, she is Loki's daughter after all?" Natasha, who you had gotten close to and who had been named Popetina's godmother had asked Tony when he had found all of his suits colored bright green and gold.

You loved your new home and your daughter, but you still missed Loki. Every. Single. Day. Nat tried helping you to get your mind off of it and it worked for a while but he never truly left your mind. Thor was rarely there, so you didn't have any way of knowing if he was alright or even alive. Thor had, however, managed to smuggle the photo album to you, filled with pictures of you and Loki. Popetina (your daughter) could now tell Loki out of a picture and would scream "Dada! Dada!" every time his photo was in her line of sight.

One normal day, you were putting Popetina down on her nap in your room when there was a mysterious green smoke in the living room, followed by a flash of light. There stood the brothers, and Loki was struggling to support Thor, who had a huge bleeding gash on his side.

"Hello." Loki greeted with a tone that was meant to be casual but there was a clear nervous undertone. Steve and Bucky helped Thor to the medbay when the rest of the team stayed and leered at Loki, who stood clearly nervous and bothered in the middle. Natasha sneaked off, realizing that their old squabble could wait after you had met him. She knew how much it tore you apart.

You were expecting it to be your favorite food or something like that after Natasha had dragged you to the living room for a surprise. You would have guessed what it really was as you entered the room. Your hands flew to your mouth and an audible gasp left your lips as you saw him standing in the middle of the room. All heads turned to you, and as your eyes met, your first tear ran down your cheek. You didn't know what to do. You wanted to scream and yell at him for staying behind but you also wanted to sob into his neck as he held you tight. Loki decided for the both of you as he stepped to you with a few long strides and pulled you to his chest tightly. You buried your head into the crook of his neck and sobbed, squeezing him tightly as you feared he might disappear any minute. Nat ushered everyone out so the two of you could be alone and you were thankful for that.

You lifted your head from his neck and studied his face and inhaled his scent. It was just as good as you remembered it to be and his eyes were just as green as they always were. Loki on the other hand just stared at you, not completely sure that if this was a dream. You were there and you were alright. He slid his hands to your waist and pulled you closer as he placed his lips gently on yours. The kiss was long and sweet, and you didn't want it to end as you feared he might disappear when it did. When the kiss ended and he was still there, you pulled back and grabbed his hand.

“Come. There is someone I want you to meet." Loki's pulse quickened at your words, and he couldn't speak as he saw the little girl sleeping in her bed. Wrapping his arms around you, he wished he would stay there forever. The moment was perfect. He was sure nothing could top it until he heard the one word that turned his entire world upside down. And he didn't complain one bit as he had everything he had ever wanted and more.

These are old. Please don’t judge.

Loki - Please

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