The Before [Prequel- Part 1]

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"I'm sure we would have found our way to each other regardless. Soulmates are destined to meet." He said and pulled me closer to his side. "After two years, I still can't believe Thor was right.

I laughed. "You'll never tell him that though, will you?"

"Never." He shook his head. "Can you imagine what that would do to his ego?"

"I can't even begin to fathom." I sighed. "But we are an unlikely pairing. A witch and a Frost Giant/Asgardian God of Mischief and Lies."

"We are, but I honestly couldn't be happier about it."

Yes, I know he's a Frost Giant.

He didn't mean for me to find out. Sometimes I wonder if he'd ever have told me on his own.

One night, after about three months of being on the run, I woke up in the middle of the night to the entire cabin being nearly frozen solid. It had to of been -10 degrees at least. Then I noticed that Loki was tossing and turning in bed restlessly. My best guess at the time was that he had a bad dream, and his magic was going crazy.

When I couldn't wake him, I enchanted him to take away the dream and replace it with a happy memory.

But as I was looking for that memory, I saw what the dream was about.

His adoptive father, Odin, was telling him he was not his biological son. He was a Frost Giant of Jotunheim.

I'm sorry, but even though it's been two years, I still have this question.

How does one fall asleep while their son is essentially having an identity crisis? All because Odin decided to save him from being left to die on a frozen rock.

Save, kidnap, abduct, take your pick.

I talked to him about it later that day. He got defensive as if he expected me to hate him for it. He called himself a monster.

That one sentence broke my heart.

I told him he was no monster, but to this day, I'm still not sure he believed me.

If I ever meet Odin, I'll be giving him some very choice words.

"I know this morning was harder than most. Do you feel okay?"

"Yes, I am absolutely sure that I'm okay! We both are. Now, stop worrying so much. It's just for another week at most." I reassured him. He's been overly concerned about me for the past five months. "And-"

The sound of my phone ringing cut me off.

I furrowed my brows. "Who could be calling? I just spoke to Dad earlier."

I picked up the device cautiously. Who could it possibly be?

A large smile broke out on my face as I read the caller's name.

"Who is it?"

"It's Phil," I answered, still smiling.

"Why is he calling?" He was genuinely confused. As was I.

"No clue." I shrugged and hit the green button. "Hello?"

"Cat! It's good to hear your voice."

"Same to you, Phil. How have you been? How's the team?"

Since the last time I saw them, Phil has informed me that knowledge of who my dad was and that I had magic had somehow gotten around to the entire Shield team.

At least I didn't have to be the one to tell them.

"We... We've been better. We just escaped a virtual reality mind prison we were stuck in for twelve months. But how are you?"

Um, what?

"Virtual reality mind prison? You do hear yourself, right?"

"I know it sounds crazy, but it's 100% true. What's also 100% true is that the whole team, me included, are fugitives."

"You're all fugitives? Finally! Something I can relate to!"

"Why are you... Oh. You didn't sign the Accords, did you?"

"Nope. And I still don't regret it."

"Sounds like we have a lot to catch up on. We're all going to be at Rae's Restaurant tonight. Wanna join us?"

"Sounds great. What time?"

"7:30. But I should warn you. There's a good chance the authorities will show up to arrest us. If that does happen, could you teleport us out of there?"

"Sure. Hey, is it okay if I bring someone along? He's a fellow fugitive." I tried not to give away who that someone was.

"Of course. As long as he's not a cop, he's more than welcome. See you at 7:30."

"See you then." I smiled and then hung up.

This will be the first time I'm leaving this place in months!

"You're happy," Loki observed as I put my phone down. "So, where are we going?"

"Some restaurant to meet up with the Shield team. Don't worry. It's completely safe."

"Didn't he just say they're all fugitives as well?"

"Yes, but if the police do show up, we can teleport them away before any of us are caught."

"And why am I joining? Last time I checked, that specific group of people wanted to kill me."

"You're joining because I'm not going anywhere without you, and I don't have enough energy to teleport more than two people right now. The last thing we need is for me to overdo it again. As for them wanting you dead, I'll talk some sense into them. Plus, Coulson already seems to have forgiven you. And he's the one you killed." I reasoned with him.

"I think he only forgave me because he had been irresponsible, sending you into a Hydra base by yourself, and needed someone to keep you from dying." He said grimly.

I know he still feels responsible for the incident, even though I don't blame him. I never did.

"Well, lucky for him, I survived. Because if I did die, I'd be haunting his sorry ass for all eternity." I joked, trying to make light of the heavy topic.

"I suppose one good thing did come out of that situation." He said thoughtfully.

"What's that?"

"I realized how much I cared when I thought there was a possibility you might die. How strong my feelings were for you."

"I know. You told me that was when you knew you loved me." I teased and got up. "Now come on. We have to be there in less than an hour and we still gotta figure out your excuse for tagging along."