Schoolyard: End

You pull Thor behind you to the car, open the back and tug him in behind you. You close and lock the door then climb into his lap and wrap your arms tightly around his neck.

“He. He was fine this morning.” Thor mutters into your neck. “I don’t understand. He was fine this morning.” You don’t know what to say, so you don’t say anything. You just slide your fingers across his scalp, Thor’s arms wrap tightly around you as he sobs. Your heart just breaks for him, he and Odin hadn’t always gotten along but Odin was still his father.

After a few minutes someone taps on the window, when you glance over you see a teary eyed Sif.

“Thor? I need to talk to Sif okay?” He loosens his grip enough for you to open the door.

“We need to go.” She says her voice thick.

“We do. Call the embassy and have them pack up our things. Let them know what’s going on. I want Bryn and Fandral to meet us at the plane, we’re going home immediately.”

“Okay.” Sif unlocks all the doors then closes the door. You hear the driver’s door open and the passengers then the car starts.

“Your Majesty? Can you buckle please?” Volstagg says gently and you manage to barely buckle the two of you into one seat. Thor isn’t going to be letting go of you anytime soon which is just fine with you.

It’s a mostly silent ride to the plane. Bryn and Fandral meet you there, both look shocked and heartbroken. You take Thor’s hand and lead him onto the jet then directly to the bedroom.

“On the bed Krigeren min.” You soothe and he does as you say. You tug off his shoes then cover him with the blanket, you’re afraid he’s going to go into shock. When you go to leave his hand shoots out and catches your wrist.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to make a plan with the team. I’m going to get my phone so I can call Loki and going to grab yours so you can check in on your mom.”

“Oh, mother. I’m a horrible son I didn’t even think about how this is effecting her.” He says sitting up suddenly.

“Stay. I will get your phone.” You tell him placing a gentle hand on his chest.

“Esklede,” he murmurs and you give him a quick kiss on the cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Now stay, let me take care of things.”

“Okay.” You go out into the main cabin where everyone is just sitting sort of shell shocked.

“Volstagg I need Thor’s phone. Fandral, Brynn can you help find Thor and I clothes that are appropriate for mourning please?” The two spring into action as Volstagg gives you Thor’s phone. “Thank you.” You head back to the room where Thor is and give him his phone. He pulls you into his lap, you bury your face in the crook of his neck while he calls his mom. They talk softly and you try not to listen but it’s hard not to. Frigga is heartbroken but worried about her son, in the way only a mom can be. Once Thor hangs up with Frigga he calls Loki.

“How is she doing?”

“Alright. As well as can be expected. Have you called her yet?” Loki answers honestly.

“I just hung up, with her but you know how mother gets. She’s more concerned with us than herself.”

“Typical.” Loki says, “are you on your way back?”

“We are.”

“Good. Let me know if there’s anything I can do.”

“Just be with mother. Make sure she takes care of herself.”

“Of course.”

“Thank you, I love you Loki.”

“And I you Thor.” The pair hang up then and you card your hand through his hair and Thor, showing impressive strength, moves down the bed never removing you from his lap then lays down.

He sleeps, you doze but when Bryn opens the door to bring your clothing you wake and give her a soft smile of thanks from where you’re laying stretched on Thor’s body.

“How long?”

“Two and a half hours.”

“Thank you.” You’re going to shower and get ready now so that Thor has time to sleep a bit longer but when you go to move Thor let’s out a low grumble.

“No.”

“I’m just going to go shower and start getting ready, you can shower after.” You mutter before pressing a kiss to his jaw.

“Five more minutes.” He grumbles and you hum softly.

“Okay, five more minutes.” You agree glancing at your watch. You card your fingers through his hair again and Thor hums lowly.

After your five minutes you go shower and get ready for the day. Thor gets ready after you and when the plane lands he takes a shaky breath.

“Whatever you need, I’m here.” You whisper and he gives your hand a squeeze. It’s truly a blur, your concern for Thor makes it hard for you to focus on much else, you help him write a couple of speeches, one for the country and one for Odin’s funeral. He’s supposed to go up alone but when he clings to your hand like he’s your lifeline how can you let go?

“King Odin was how he was known by most, but Prince Loki and I knew him by another name, father. It is not always easy growing up with a Father who is a King but I think mine did it well. He loved and supported us, taught us to be good people, to love our country and to always care for one another. He taught us that strength in the family brings strength to the country. I know that we are not alone in our grief, for many of us King Odin was the only King we have ever known, he was not a perfect King but he kept the peace, he cared for the people and he did what he always thought was the best for the many. His is an example that I strive to live up to. I am grateful for the time that I was given to rule with his hand on my shoulder, I-” he chokes on the word and takes a deep breath, “I wi-” he chokes down another sob then glances to you before dropping his head.

“I will miss him greatly.” You say reading the words as tears flow from Thor’s eyes, “There will not be a day that I do not think of my Father and hope that he will be proud of the man that I am and the King I strive to be. Rest easy in Valhalla Father, may we see you again there someday.” You take the papers from the stand and Thor folds them shoving them back into his pocket then he leads you down off of the stage and back to Frigga’s side. She gives you a watery smile and a single nod and you know you’ve done her proud.

Both Loki and the Queen Mother speak too, the only one who doesn’t cry is Frigga, something you’re surprised by but she does have to pause several times in her speech to compose herself. Then the four of you follow Odin’s coffin as it’s lead to the burial site. You stand at his side the whole time, your hand wrapped in his, you mourn too some tears falling as Odin’s coffin is lowered into the ground and the Asgardian National Anthem plays.

The next six months will probably be the hardest, you all have to wear black whenever in public for mourning. Frigga likely won’t wear much else until she too passes. You and Thor decide to put off any wedding plans until after his first year of ruling is over, once things calm down a little bit. As much as you’d like it to be a smaller ceremony becoming Queen isn’t a time for small, and marrying royalty is, apparently, a huge deal. Thor does convince you to let him officially crown you in a small intimate ceremony to make your being Queen and his wife official. You’ll be publicly crowned as a part of the wedding ceremony but after a frank conversation with Frigga you’d both realized that he couldn’t do it alone and if you were saying that you got married in a small ceremony before Odin had died, technically the truth, you might as well be crowned officially too.

It’s not a complicated ceremony, you’re awarded dual citizenship then you kneel in front of Thor, repeating a vow to best serve the people of Asgard and to stand by Thor’s side, to be his ally and support as he rules. You promise to protect the throne to the best of your abilities as wife, Queen and mother. Then he places a crown on your head and you rise, officially his Queen and Thor kisses you soundly in front of everyone gathered. You can’t believe that you ever thought you might leave him. That you’d get an annulment and go back to New York City, living a life that you’d expected. One you’d enjoyed, but this the life you’re building with Thor, is the one that you were meant to live.

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