Not So Easily Broken 3

An Avengers Story.
Loki's plans to take over Midgard are in full swing, but will the appearance of a familiar face alter the situation drastically? LokixSigyn. Five Kisses series. Post Losing Him.

Chapter Three: Silvertongue’s Wife

          Regardless of her wishes, Sigyn wasn’t allowed to see her husband after she’d changed. She wasn’t allowed to go with Thor to the bridge either. Apparently she would just be in the way and she would just have to wait around out of the way like a ‘good little Princess’ until she was allowed to see Loki.
          So she was shunted away by Natasha and a couple of burly SHIELD agents with guns. She had no idea why they thought that was necessary though; she wasn’t a threat to them.
          Sigyn soon found herself pushed into a room and told that it was her quarters. It was true that it had a bed, a shelf, a lamp on a small table and an adjoining room that served as a bathroom. But she knew that it was just four walls to keep her away from everyone else, especially Loki. And she didn’t like it one bit.
          In Sigyn’s mind, Thor was off playing hero, God to all the Midgardians, and she just knew he had asked that she be kept confined. She was kept there, after all, since there was a man standing watch outside of her room, making sure that she couldn’t disappear. And all Sigyn could do was scowl.
          She didn’t come Midgard to be a prisoner; she’d come to find her husband. And she’d be damned if she was just going to sit around while Loki was finally so close to her. So Sigyn opened the door and waited until the man outside turned around and gave her an expressionless look.
          “Can I help you?” he asked.
          Sigyn stared for a second. Best to play the innocent if I’m going to have to break out of here, she thought.
          “Hello; I was just wondering if it might be possible for me to have a glass of water?”
          The man considered her.
          “And you can’t drink from the tap?”
          She raised an eyebrow and shot him a look that told him there was no way in his realm or hers that that was going to happen. He frowned.
“Can’t it wait?”
          Sigyn’s brow creased a little. Apparently, he thought that his standing there with his gun was more important. It only confirmed to her that she was a sort of prisoner on this ship. Just like her husband.
          “Well... no,” she said quietly.
          The man sighed.
          “Alright; but I’m going to have to lock you in her while I’m gone.”
          Oh no, Sigyn thought. She couldn’t let that happen. If it did then she’d never get to see Loki.
          “You don’t need to do that,” she replied sweetly. “I’m quite capable of remaining here without someone watching over me.”
          He stared.
“Where am I going to go, after all?”
          “Sorry, ma’am, I have orders.”
          He put his hand on the door, but Sigyn stopped him.
          “Look, I’m...”
          She paused for a second. This wasn’t exactly how she wanted to get out of here.
“I’m sorry.”
          The man looked confused, but the expression soon vanished. Because Sigyn hit out at him and knocked the gun from his hand. He didn’t expect that in the slightest, and Sigyn knew that the surprise was to her advantage. She was also a lot stronger than she looked. Being Asgardian certainly had its advantages. Sigyn turned quickly and elbowed him in the nose, before kicking him once, then twice.
          As the man crumpled to the floor unconscious, Sigyn looked down at him. She felt bad. She hadn’t quite meant to hit him that hard. Apparently, Sif had taught her very well. Oh well, she thought, at least he isn’t going to be able to lock me in this room now.
          She sighed to herself, knowing that she did have to move him though. The Midgardians were more likely to find out that she was missing if they walked past this man, unconscious, on the floor. So Sigyn took hold of his feet and, with some difficulty, pulled him into the room she had been stuck in.
          She would have stolen the key to the room from him and locked him in if it wasn’t for the fact that they used a keypad and a sequence of numbers that she had no idea what they were. So, simply shutting the door behind her, she set off, hoping that she wouldn’t bump into anyone before she found Loki.

~~~

          Given Sigyn’s luck, she did, unfortunately, bump into someone. As she rounded a corner, she quite literally walked into a SHIELD employee. Momentarily startled, she tried to recover herself quickly. The woman looked up at her and blinked, apparently equally as startled.
          “Oh, I’m sorry,” Sigyn said.
          “Not a problem.”
          The woman regarded her for a moment and Sigyn put on her best serious face- the one she’d learnt from her husband. The woman was looking at her ill-fitting, stolen uniform rather too meticulously. Sigyn didn’t flinch under her gaze, but she could tell something was amiss.
          “Are you sure you are in the right place?”
          Sigyn started panicking a little, but she didn’t outwardly show it. There must have been something about her uniform that didn’t fit her location... Oh Hel, she thought. Time to bluff so hard it would make Loki proud.
          “I’m quite new to the ship; it’s my first time stationed here,” she lied. “I’m supposed to be taking a message from Director Fury to the prisoner.”
          The woman batted her eyes slightly before giving a nod, apparently accepting Sigyn’s lie.
          “It’s like a labyrinth in here, isn’t it?” the woman said.
          Sigyn smiled a little, glad to hear the woman’s more friendly tone.
          “I could have gone down the same passageway three times already without even realising,” Sigyn concurred, this time truthfully. “You couldn’t, by any chance, remind me of the way?”
          “To get to where the prisoner’s held, go down two floors and then take the third right, you should be able to work it out from there.”
          “Thank you,” Sigyn grinned. “I really appreciate it.”
          The woman started to walk away when Sigyn spoke again, calling her back a little.
“If you do come across the Director, please don’t tell him I got lost. I’m pretty sure he’d fire me in a second if he knew how confused I just got.”
          “No problem. We’re all new here at some point,” the woman winked before disappearing around another corner.
          Sigyn grinned as she started to follow the woman’s directions. At least she was still well-practiced as Silvertongue’s wife.

~~~

          Sigyn followed the woman’s directions to the letter and ended up exactly where she wanted to be. But for some reason, she couldn’t walk straight inside the room where her husband was imprisoned. She paused at the door and took a breath. Finally, she would get to see Loki again, after so long. This was the moment she had been waiting for.
          Eventually working up her courage, Sigyn opened the door and walked through to see her first glimpse of her husband since their awkward, silent plane journey. Loki was sat down, elbows resting on his knees and back hunched over slightly. He blinked and straightened as soon as the door opened though.
          He stood immediately and turned to her, the only realisation in his expression showing in his eyes. His face remained the same mask as usual, but his eyes; his eyes betrayed him in a way that he only showed to his wife. The two stared at each other for a long moment, taking each other in, but neither daring to speak.
          “I didn’t think they would allow you to see me,” Loki said eventually, before adding bitterly, “Thor seemed very insistent.”
          “They didn’t exactly ‘allow’ me,” Sigyn admitted.
          Loki smirked. How he loved that his wife couldn’t do as she was told.
          “It is good to see you, love.”
          “Your hair has grown,” she observed.
          He tilted his head, as if to better show off the change in his appearance.
“I like it.”
          She said nothing for a while, and just looked at him.
“What are you doing, Loki?”
          His gaze darkened somewhat.
          “What I must,” was his curt answer.
          Sigyn opened her mouth to reply, but Loki continued before she could speak.
“Speaking of things I must do...”
          The God waved a hand and the trousers and shirt she’d been given to wear were immediately replaced with a dress. A green dress. Sigyn looked down at herself and shook her head slowly.
“Much better,” he smirked.
          “Still the Loki I know, I see,” she mused. “So why are you doing this?”
          He seemed irritated that she was continuing to push this matter. He didn’t want to have to tell his wife why he was doing this. She should know. But Loki answered anyway.
          “This is the way it must be. Ruling is what I was born to do; it is my destiny to rule these people-”
          “Loki, no. It was your destiny to advise your brother- to help him rule.”
          “Sigyn, I will not have this conversation with you again. I am doing what I must, and doing what I will to achieve what is rightfully owed to me.”
          She sighed.
          “I wish you wouldn’t.”
          And that was the end of that argument. Sigyn knew that she wasn’t in a position to stop her husband. SHIELD would have to handle that. His actions here were more of a Midgardian problem than a marital one. She was just glad to see him.
          Eventually, Loki asked, “You are in good health?”
          She looked up and met his eyes again.
          “Yes.”
          “The Asgardians have not treated you ill because of my actions on Asgard then?”
          “No. They didn’t blame me for... anything.”
          “Good. I am glad that life has not been too hard for you in my absence.”
          She blinked.
          “Not too hard?” Sigyn muttered. “Not too hard? This has been the hardest time of my life.”
          He stared, eyes flashing at his wife’s suddenly harsh tone.
“For so long I thought you were dead; that you’d left me. Alone. It wasn’t until Heimdall saw you that I even knew you were still alive; but then I couldn’t get to you- and I knew you wouldn’t return to me. Without the Bifröst, I could only wait for news of you... and this is what I hear?”
          “Drop it, Sigyn,” he said almost angrily.
          He couldn’t discuss his actions on Midgard. He couldn’t have her judging him like the others.
Then he sighed, and said, “I am sorry to have caused you such pain.”
          Her frown distorted her features for a moment; a visible depiction of the turmoil that statement caused her.
          Sigyn couldn’t stop herself from saying, “I have been in more pain than I will ever tell you, Loki. Part of my soul was torn away when you... left. It’s hard coming back from that.”
          Loki stared, unblinkingly. He would hear what she had been through when this was over; and he would help her to understand why he had never meant to cause her pain.
“But you’re alive, and so am I; and we’re together now. Finally.”
          She looked to the floor just as his gaze softened.
          “I never meant to hurt you, little Sigyn. If I ever I do it is unintentional.”
          The sound of his nickname for her brought the tiniest smile to her lips, despite the pain she felt from her memories.
          “Just don’t die on me again,” she whispered.
          He grinned.
          “I shall try not to.”