**Well, everyone… this is it. The last chapter. I originally planned to expand this, but sometimes a good story just needs to find a good ending. A big shout out to all of my reviews: OWK77, Queen Serenity, Priscilla The Ancient One, BDM- girl, Carlypso, angel897, tuckerjnp1, Forbidden Moons, Adulation, and Rogue! You guys are awesome and I appreciated all of the support. This chapter's for you! And even in the end… Marvel isn't mine**

Chapter 14

I thought it was the flu or some equally disastrous illness. I barely made it to the bathroom in time. My stomach warped into itself. Sweat soaked my nightgown and I was dizzy. Loki got my back to bed and sought out the palace doctor. The prognosis changed everything.

"Did you seriously just say that I'm pregnant?"

There was no denying it though. I knew it in my heart that I was. I could feel my body changing. I thought it was just the stress or the powers changing, but it was more than that. I cringed to think of what damage I did yesterday in the garden, but I was assured that the baby was fine. It was still too early to know much more, but after he left Loki and I embraced.

"It's a girl, isn't it?" he asked, hand protectively over my stomach.

I nodded, too choked up to speak. I felt that truth into my soul. My mother's spirit must have been guiding me all along, to bring me to this place. In this moment, I realized that nothing that I had endured in my life was important anymore. What mattered was my lover and our child.

There were rumors of a royal wedding in the near future which made Loki rolled his eyes. We had discussed that possibility for us and we both decided that if we decided to get married, it would be a quiet event for just us. We didn't need rings or a signed proclamation to know who we belonged to.

We requested a private dinner with Odin and Thor. Jane wasn't happy, but if she got her panties in a wad, it wasn't my fault. Having a secure relationship with Thor did not make us friends. I still thought she was annoying. The men knew something was up with the way Loki was hovering around me, refilling my glass and making sure I wanted for nothing.

"Will you cut her meat for her next, brother?" Thor teased. If looks could kill, he would have been six feet under. Loki did not like being teased.

"Sit your ass down, Loki. I'm knocked up, not a fragile piece of glass."

Okay, probably not the best way to break the news considering Odin spewed his ale all over the table. Thor jumped up to clap Loki on the back, obviously happy for us. Loki's grin was cocky, but it was real. He was happy, probably planning all of the trouble that he and our child would get into. I moved to sit next to Odin who was still in shock.

"I hope you're not mad. We didn't plan this."

Odin took my hand in his, his eyes glistening with happiness. "Unplanned, but not unwelcome."

Thor was going on about this joyous news. I had to calm him down before Loki actually took a swing at him. "Thor, we don't want a huge fuss. We wanted to tell you first because I don't want my child on the throne. You are first born and your children will be first in line. I just want a quiet life."

Well, as quiet as it would ever be being married to the God of Mischief. Odin insisted that we make it official, but promised it would be family and Darcy only. That I could handle. Loki's rooms were to be expanded to make room for a nursery and a space for Claudine. I wondered briefly how good she would be with a child, but remembered her singing to me when I was upset. I knew she would be fine.

Dinner concluded and Thor went to break the news to Jane and Darcy. Loki and I took a walk, enjoying the night. The news had spread like wild fire and we were stopped repeatedly for congratulations.

"The next person who mentions anything about my 'condition' is getting their ass kicked," I muttered. How unfortunate it was Sif who crossed out path. I left her in a pile on the ground.

We ended up finding a quiet balcony, holding hands and watching the stars. "So what's next?" I asked, leaning into him.

"Now… we make as much mischief as we can."

We both laughed. Pregnant or not, I was not tame and I had no intention of ever changing that. Loki loved me for who I was. I loved him for each piece of his mind and his heart. If no one but me ever saw the truth of him, then I was the lucky one. He was dark. He was hard. He wasn't one of the "good" guys, but he was one hundred percent mine.

The End.

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