"Well, that could have gone a lot better." I joked as me and my teammates walking into the Avenger headquarters. Thor threw himself onto the little couch they had and nearly broke it. Steve and Bruce walked to the kitchen in hope to find something to ease their headaches. Clint and Natasha walked to their room to probably take a long nap together.
"Tony, we don't need your mouth right now." Bruce said, taking four pain killers.
"Sorry Bruce. I didn't mean to make you mad." I snickered. Bruce sighed and took three more pills.
"At least we are alive." Steve tried to cheer us up, but it didn't work. We all just stared at him while he took his normal dose of two pills.
"I do so wish we can say that about the other humans." Thor muttered into the pillow. Usually he wasn't the type to show when he was tired or in pain, but once you saw what happened today he had a right.
"We can't save all of them." Bruce muttered back. He was right. You can't.
"Are we going to talk about the real problem?" Natasha asked, walking out with Clint, bags in hand.
"Yeah what is the real problem? No one has told me yet." I asked. I looked around and saw all of my friends with shame in their eyes. "Guys?"
"My dear metal friend," Thor said, getting up and walking towards him, "We all have talked this out and we thought you would be the right person for this job. For me I can't because it will go against my father's wishes and everyone else wants to kill him."
"And what might this job be?"
"You have to watch over my brother, Loki until we can get a hold of Director Fury."
"What! Are you serious?" I shouted. There was no way I was going to house the man that I just saw kill hundreds and even tried to kill me.
"Tony, you are the only one that can really deal with him at this point. We all have things to do while you have well nothing." Steve said.
"So? Just because I have nothing to do doesn't mean I want a monster living with me for a week!"
"Tony, come on. You have no idea what we want to do to him." Bruce said. He was right. I was the only one who wouldn't hurt me, while the others, maybe even Thor, wanted no more to kick the shit out of him.
"Why can't Natasha and Client help?" I asked.
"Because we got the week off." Client said. That is probably what the bags are for.
"And Tony you can't say no because he is already in your house." Steve said.
"Are you fucking serious!" I said, running to the elevator. I would deal with the others later.
I couldn't believe they would let that psychopath alone in my house without me knowing. I raced to my house, worried sick about what mess waits for me there. I pulled up and saw that everything looked okay from the outside. It was the inside I was worried about. I ran through the door and saw that everything was completely the same.
"Jarvis, has anything changed since I have been gone?"
"No sir. Everything is the same, except for the prisoner in the bedroom." Jarvis said.
"Thank you." I replied. I took off the coat and my shoes and started to head the hallway. I looked down to see me in just a pair of jeans and an old shirt Pepper gave me and then it dawned on me.
"Jarvis, which room is he in?" I asked.
"Your room." Of all places he had to be it was mine. I sighed and began to head to the door. When I got to the door, I thought about knocking, but this was my room. I can do whatever the hell I want. I opened the door to see Loki in handcuffs on my bed. Lovely.
"Hey, you look nice." I smirked.
"You don't look so bad yourself Stark." He sighed. I walked over to him and noticed the type of cuffs on him. They were the type I made years before. Only I knew the code to them.
"Are you just going to stand there or get me the hell out of these things?" He asked, giving me the death glare.
"You know a please would be nice to hear from you." I said, started to unlock them.
"That will be unlikely." He replied back.
"Of course it is." There was no way this man could ever change. He has killed so many for so little. All these lies and all this destruction was just a game to him. He didn't care about anyone, but himself.
"Of all people I have to be stuck with for the next week it has to be you." He complained.
"I'm not so glad about this either princess." I finally got the cuffs off and threw them on the other side of the room. "Look, you don't like me and I just want to beat the crap out of you right now, but I think my place is the safest you got. So shut the hell up okay." Loki smirked at me.
"Well Mr. Stark. It is nice to see you taking charge for once." God, I wanted to punch him.
"Loki I swear to God that-" I noticed that he was still smiling at me. I looked at him, more like stared at him. I saw little white scars around his mouth. What were those? I looked up a little more and saw his dark green eyes. It was like I was looking into something. They were beautiful. Wait, what? What the hell was I talking about?
"Is there something wrong?" he asked. He seemed to notice me staring back at him and his smile faded.
"No. Look I am going to go take a shower. You better stay in here and not fuck anything up. You got that?" I asked, walking to the bathroom.
"You know I can't make promises like that Stark." He replied. I sighed and closed the door. I stripped and turned on the hot water. It felt nice after a long day of work. My only thought was why was I stuck with Loki? This man could easily kill me if he wanted to. Who knew what was in that head of his. Just looking at him made me sick. Looking at those scared lips and those beautiful green eyes of his… What the fuck Tony? Why are you thinking about him anyway? This man is a monster and a murderer. He doesn't deserve anything.
I turned off the water and threw on a pair of new cloths. I opened the door to find Loki sitting in the same place he was before.
"Wow, you didn't screw up for once. Good for you." I waited for his usual comeback that never came. "Is there something wrong princess?"
"It hurts…" he muttered. I stared at him.
"What hurts?" I asked. He sat there quiet not looking at me. I sighed. "I'm not going to know what is wrong unless you come over here and show me."
"I can't…" he whispered. I couldn't hear the last of that sentence.
"You can't what?"
"I can't move… it hurts…" I walked to my bed and sat down next to him. I examined him and noticed he had his hand placed over his side. Was it like that before?
"Let me see it." I said.
"I don't need a stupid mortal to give me-"
"Damn it Loki, let me see it now!" I shouted at him. He looked surprised at this. He sighed and began to try lifted up his shirt. I noticed he was having troubles so I helped him take it off over his head. There on his right side was a huge bruise that was swollen like crazy. It looked fresh like it happened only today. I gently placed my hand over it and heard a hiss slip from his lips.
"You broke a rib or two." I said. "Jarvis, is there any medicine in here that I can use?"
"Yes sir. There is some in the bathroom." I jogged to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit. I sat back down next to Loki and opened the case. There was some numbing medicine that I had to give to him if I was going to be able to do anything.
"Okay," I said, placing the needle in the tube to get the medicine. "This might hurt a bit."
"What might hurt?" he asked, staring down the needle.
"I have to put this in your side to numb the pain. Then I can wrap you up and give you more medicine that will help you. We just have to let them heal on their own time." I explained. I put down the tube and began the place the needle in position. "You ready?" He gulped and shook his head yes. I gently placed the needle inside of him and began you press the liquid inside of him. I heard a moan or pain come from him. I looked up a little to see him wincing in pain. This god was seriously in pain. I took out the needle and heard a sigh of relief. I started for the bandages and the wrapping. I stood up and walked in front of him.
"You okay?" I asked, bending over him to begin wrapping him up.
"Yeah…" he whispered.
"Now this medicine might make you drossy."
"Okay…" he whispered, placing his head on my shoulder. The medicine seems to be working I guess. I continued to wrap his when I noticed all these scares and scraps on his back.
"Loki, how did you get these?" I asked, running my hand over some.
"Thor…" he murmured out. I sighed.
"Did he do this to you rib?" I felt his head nod in my shoulder. I couldn't believe that his own brother would do something like this. I actually felt sorry for him.
"I'm sorry." I whispered to him, finishing on him. I waited for an answer, but never got one. I looked down and saw that he was fast asleep. I couldn't help, but smile at him. I gently moved him over to the pillows and placed a blanket over him. For once in his life, it looked like he was at peace.
Hey guys! This is my first really big fanfiction. I hope you guys like it! Comment and whatever if you want to. :)