Sammee's POV

I woke up feeling mentally exhausted. I didn't remember how I got to bed, but I was grateful none the less. I was blanketed in warmth and could feel cool fingertips running up and down my arm. I could also feel that I was using someone as a pillow, I was betting Loki. I could hear his slow heartbeat and steady breaths. I definitely didn't want to get up yet, so I snuggled into him more and kept my eyes closed.

Until I remembered Loki getting shot and going down. I remembered the raw power I felt buzz through me as I got to him. It was one of the worst feelings I'd ever had. The power drumming through my body then felt like fire. I was glad I didn't feel that now. I sat up with a gasp and opened my eyes. Loki sat up too and placed his hand on my shoulder. I turned to him and saw concern in his expression. He was also slightly hesitant.

"You're ok." I sighed and practically jumped into his arms.

My arms wrapped around him and I buried my face in his neck. Again, Loki hesitated before fully wrapping me in a tight hug. The tight pressure he applied somehow caused a sharp pain in my stomach. I hissed and pulled back to lift my shirt. I had three small stitched incisions. I ran my finger over one and felt a slight twinge of pain.

"What the hell?" I asked out loud as I touched the blue stitches. Loki placed his hand gently over mine to redirect my attention, but all it did was bring my attention to the thick bandage on my left forearm. "What happened?" I asked and looked up at him.

"You were injured in the fight, but the doctors fixed you up." He explained and comfortingly ran his thumb over my knuckles.

"That's so strange... I don't remember that." I mumbled and looked to the side to try and think.

"What do you remember, Dearheart?" Loki asked and lifted my chin up with his other hand so I'd look at him. While I was thinking, he brushed some hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear.

"I...remember... I remember you getting shot and going down. Then... pain. There was so much power in me that I felt like I was on fire." I told him. "I remember catching you and trying to stop the bleeding. Umm... I... remember... Sokovia. Oh my god, what did I do?" I asked with wide eyes. "Sokovia- did I...?"

"Yes." Loki tilted his head and answered simply. He rubbed his hand up and down my arms to soothe me.

"Did I hurt anyone?" I asked in a slight panic.

"No, there were only minor injuries." He told me. I sighed in relief and relaxed a little.

"Ok," I nodded. "I remember showing up in Dr. Cho's lab, but... I don't remember how we got there. I don't really remember anything after that."

"It must be the exhaustion. You slept for four days. I was starting to worry." Loki told me with a slight smirk.

"You worry?" I asked. "What about me?" I laughed.

"You?" Loki questioned with his brows raised.

"I'm the one who saw you get shot." I reminded him before grabbing his hand to place against my cheek. "I can't do this without you..." I told him. "Any of this."

His eyes turned soft and a look of complete love and... relief?... washed over his features. Him smile was small and beautiful as he looked at me. Loki moved his hand from my cheek to the back of my neck, so he could pull me to him. I melted as soon as his lips touched mine. I could feel everything in that kiss.

Electricity buzzed excitedly throughout my body and I moved to straddle his hips. Loki's hand traveled down my neck and started down my chest, but he stopped right over my heart. His hand laid flat against my chest like he was feeling my heartbeat. I could only imagine what he felt, my heart was hammering against my chest from his lips.

A small whine escaped me when he broke the kiss and he sighed against my lips before kissing me one more time. It was gentle and quick, but still made my toes curl. My body practically begged him for more. Loki rested his forehead against mine and kept his eyes closed while he caught his breath. I got needy and impatient and rolled my hips into his. His sharp intake of breath made me smile as his hands grabbed my hips to stop them. Loki opened his eyes to see my pout.

"Wait, Kitten." Loki told me. "I want to ask you something."

"It can wait." I said as seductively as I could and rolled my hips again. Loki's grip tightened and he closed his eyes with a groan.

"No." Loki shook his head and looked at me seriously. "It can't wait."

The seriousness in his eyes and expression made me sit back on him and wait for him to speak. He took a deep breath and lifted one of his hands off my hip. His fingertips trailed over the skin on my arm until he got to my shoulder. He then moved to cradle my cheek gently and run his thumb over my bottom lip.

"Marry me."

It wasn't a question, but it wasn't a demand. My mouth fell open slightly at his words and I had to take a minute to process.

"What?" I asked stupidly when I could talk again.

"Marry me." Loki said again with a small smile.

"I-" I started to shake my head no, but stopped myself. Maybe I was denying myself the happiness I deserved. I loved Loki with all my heart. And he loved me. Why shouldn't I say yes? Then only reason I denied him the first time, although he didn't exactly ask, was because of Thanos, but maybe I shouldn't care. So what if I die in the final battle, at least I'll have a few years married to Loki.

"I thought you were gonna wait until I moved the ring." I mumbled. Loki hummed and lifted my left hand up to look at the ring.

"I changed my mind." He simply told me before bending down slightly to kiss my hand. When his lips touched my skin, he looked directly into my eyes. Loki pulled away and tilted his head at me slightly. "Marry me." He said one last time. I took a deep breath as I tried to hide my smile. I realized that I did actually want to marry him, more than anything in this world.

"Of course."