Pt.5

Mira’s POV

     Ugh, I wake up and rub my head as I look around as I see 2 young children running around like maniacs. They’re shouting at each other. I end up laughing as I see a distressed Loki.

    “Love, is this funny?”

    “No, of course not, but you can’t help but too think they remind us of good old days as children.”

    “Yes, Thor and I used too be like this,” Loki answers as he looks down.

    “Loki, look at me look at our 2 children. They’re perfect the way they are.”

    “True, but you know one takes after Asgard and the other is after Giants. I can’t forgive myself for hiding this from them. How can I expect myself to be different from Odin.”

    I laugh as I take his hand in my own, “You are nothing like your father. You love your children equally even with their differences. Loki, they’re starting to show signs of magic. I think we need to help them train it so it’s under control. Maybe we can even bring them too Asgard too see Thor and Jane.”

    “There might be the best place to explain where they come from.”

    “That maybe true, but it’s been many years since i had last been there.”

    “So what are we supposed to explain about Asgard and the other worlds while being here. Just cause there’s history of you and your brother being here on Earth does not mean that they will believe that such things and places exist in this world. Em and Alex should know about who they are and their history.”

    “How do we explain the Asgardian and Giant?”

    “Tell the story of how you saved me with Asgardian magic and how we are all too live happily together,” I answer my husband as I kiss his forehead.

    I look at our children as I take his hand in my own.

    I take in how our son looks like a good mixture between Loki and me. Alexander Arne Laufeyson was born first of the twins. I named him so he would hopefully remember he was born first to be a protector of his little sister. He had gained a dark brown hair that has a large hint of red in it and his eyes are his father’s bright green with flecks of green in them. While his sister Emeralda Frida Laufeyson was born last of the twins. She has her father’s black hair and even greener eyes than her brother in which they remind of of freshly polished Emeralds. I didn’t know what I was going to name her until I saw her open her eyes and her eyes were already the green they are today. her middle name is after Frida who was a loving mother for Loki and I hope that giving my daughter her name will make her half the woman Frida was. Both our children are bright beyond their years and kind old souls. It makes me worry for their future.  They are Asgarian and Frost Giant… are they even a hint of human of what I used to be. Still I shouldn’t worry for that.

    I laugh as my daughter jumps on her brother’s shoulders. Still I jump up and separate them from each other.

    “Loki, do you let them act like this are such an early age when I’m busy with work?”

    “Love, you always say let them do what they want.”

    “You’re an idiot. Sweetheart, can you go get us some groceries? I’m gonna have the kids take a bath.”

    Everything becomes fuzzy when it all clears I’m holding two dead children. I’m crying trying to use my magic to heal them, but it doesn’t seem too want to work. The front door opens to show my husband and soon his warm happy face twists too something of pain.

    “Mira, what happened?”

    “We were in the bath and whoever it was took me by surprise hitting me from behind. When I came to the children were…” I start crying and I feel my magic start to lose control.

    “Love you need to calm down.”

    “No, I’m not gonna calm down until whoever did this is in the ground. More than that they will suffer thousands of years of pain and suffering for taking my sweet children. ”

    I feel something prick my arm to see nothing is there.

    So much pain so much pain. I start screaming and screaming. My babies are gone. How dare they!

Loki’s POV

      I wake up too my wife screaming in pain and angst. I’m not sure what to do especially when my children start to do the same thing. I sense everyone in the building rise in nervousness only those I trust seem to be coming here.

    “Mira, wake up.”

    Her thrashing start to pull on the Iv that she has in her hand. I try to calm her down so she doesn’t rip it out.

    “Mira, love calm down.”

    When I see the needle pulled out professionally I quickly place my hands on my wife’s head seeing her dream and I feel my heart twist and shatter in thousands of pieces.

    I push my calm thoughts too her projecting what’s happening to her hoping that it’d wake her up. When she seems to stop and her eyes open and she’s looking me in the eyes.

    “Loki,” she gasps out as tears rush down her cheeks.  “Loki, the kids,” she starts and I cut her off with a kiss on the forehead.

    “What of them? By the way did we ever pick names for them?”

    She looks at me as she says, “I thought we picked Alexander Arne Laufeyson and Emeralda Frida Laufeyson.”

    “No, we had talked of names but we never chose. Those are nice names would you like too see our 2 day old children.”

    “2 days… That dream must have been very realistic.”

    I look at Star as he reconnects the IV to Mira this time in her arm probably trying to avoid  her sore hand.

    He takes out a needle and looks at us, “It’s some pain killer to help her move around plus too deal with her hand. We should probably wrap that up.”

    We look down at her hand too see it’s already bruising and bleeding profoundly. I place my hand over it to heal and she shakes her head. I sigh as I see bandages in Starks hands and I swipe it from him as I wrap my wife’s hand thinking I’ll try to heal it while she’s asleep.

    I see a wheel chair and place her in it. Then hook up the IV to a pole that’s attached to the back when she looks back to disagree about this choice I give her a small look.She sighs as she gets comfortable. I push her into the baby's room where Thor and Jane are trying to calm down two fussing children.

    Mira lifts her arms signally for them to hand her her babies.

    When they do so I push everyone out and watch as she stares at them, “Can you ask Stark if what he gave me won’t harm the kids if I breastfeed them?”

    I groan as I think, ‘Of course she wants me to ask such an embarrassing question.’

    I feel my wife’s in my head and I know that we’re connected. It’s been like this since the kids were born.

    “Stark… Oh Dr. Kim perfect. Mira was wondering with what she’s been given if she can still breastfeed the kids.”

    Dr. Kim seems to think as she nods her head, “It should be fine with what he told me he had given her. Though if anything happens I’ll be in my room here you know where that is.”

    I nod my head as I turn back to my wife and as I enter the room I tell her the news and she tries to maneuver so she can pull her gown top off so she can feed our twins. I sigh as I show her that she has buttons in the front as I unsnap them.

    I watch as she easily makes it so they both can feed at the same time and I know this will be a problem. Still she feeds them and as she is close to finishing our daughter opens her eyes and they are a beautiful green color already…

    “How are her eyes so green?”

    My wife shrugs as the kids let go of her breasts finishing with their meal.

    I look at her as I know what he dream was of.

    “So the names were in your dream?”

    “Yeah… Well I had already picked out the name Alexander Arne but I couldn’t pick out any name for a girl but I just knew I wanted the girl too have the name Frida. Mostly cause I knew how important she was too you. She was a wonderful woman and I’d hope that she’d be at least half the woman your mother was.”

    “What do your mother’s name?”

    “My mom’s name was Esther and my father was named Arnold. I just couldn’t pick those for my first children. I wanted something to deal with my heritage of being Scandinavian and Celtic well the Celtic I’ll pick if we have anymore children.”

    I can’t help but too smile as I kiss her, “I can’t wait.”

    “Though Emeralda works for her with how her eyes look like polished precious gems. She’s beautiful much like you.”

    Yeah, we’ll be having problems beating sutors off.”

    “If that maybe true that’ll just prove that they are our children.”

    “Loki, you know that my dreams usual are premonitions though we’ve avoided a lot of the ones like this that I’ve seen.”

    “Yup, so we’ll just have to protect our children and let them know just who they are. We won’t hide who they are from them.”

    I look at them as I stroke my son’s hair and my daughter’s, “Even if one is basically a Frost Giant while the other is Asgardian. Do you think it deals with the magic that had been used to keep me alive… save my life?”

    “It might, but who cares our children are perfect the way they are.”

    “Good choice of words,” she tells me as she leans her head back against my chest as I hug her and our babies.”

    “I know. We should fill out the birth certificates.. Though are you okay using that name.”

    “It maybe a stain but it’s who you are,” she says as she places her hand over mine.

    I nod my head, “We’ll fill out the paperwork in the morning. We all need sleep. The kids need to stay in this room.”

    She pouts as she lets me take our children in their cribs, “Though I get them first thing in the morning…. YOu know you’re gonna be changing their diapers for a while.”

    “Yes, I know. Let’s just get back to bed.”