Hi Guys.
Firstly i would like to personally thank;
HarleyJaneJacksonWinchester, MrsDalek, The Loki Express, msgone, Wing Of Darkness, sarcheck, marianne, AutumnLeafFall, nezumi13
for following, favouriting and reviewing this. It means a lot :)

So this is the second chapter. Again, let me know what you think, read, review and enjoy :)

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Without thinking, Steve scooped Loki's frail body into his arms and quickly carried him to the bathroom, setting him down on the counter next to the sink. Steve flicked the light switch flooding the room with light and, after the few seconds for his eyes to adjust, his stomach lurched in horror at the sight before him. The ivory white bathroom was now streaked and smeared red. Trying to regain composure Steve breathed deeply purposefully avoiding looking at the inevitable, the broken figure on the counter, and focused on trying to find the Medical Kit. After rummaging through the drawers his fingers eventually stumbled across the green pack, quickly withdrawing and opening it. Steve's eyes now rose slowly to meet Loki, his body going completely numb at what they saw. The normally immaculate leather armour was tattered and ripped, blood oozing out and staining the dark material, with the golden plating dull and cracked, his cape falling to one side ripped and bloody. Steve started to move towards Loki, medical kit open in his hands, when Loki spoke, the words not quite reaching him.

"Wha- what?" Steve managed, mind

"I do not require your assistance, Captain" Loki said, with a hint of his usual malice. Steve was taken aback by the response, and felt the heat of frustration take over his body.

"Loki, you're severely injured, and it's my duty to help the injured" Steve paused, looking pleadingly into his emerald eyes, "It is my duty to help you". Silence fell, blue staring into green, seconds stretching into minutes.

"As you wish" Steve looked dumbfounded, Loki had agreed? He had been expecting more resistance, but he didn't waste any more time, allowing the chance for Loki to change his mind, and reached into the green pack for the scissors.

"I need to cut through this" he said, gesturing to Loki's leather armour.

"You already did such a great job with my cape" Loki murmured, a smile briefly flashing across his bruised face. Steve felt a pang of guilt when he realised it was he who had destroyed Loki's cape, tearing through it in his desperation to help.

Steve raised arm to his head, "Yeah, sorry about that. So may I?" he said, rolling back onto heels awkwardly. Another silence fell over the pair until Loki relented, simply nodding his consent.

Steve went to work steadily cutting away at the leather revealing the skin beneath, Loki's torso a patchwork of pale white, purple and red. He quickly lay the scissors down and began to clean the wounds, the eerie silence punctured by Loki's occasional gasps, each time Steve pausing, not wanting to hurt the broken god anymore than he had been. As Steve moved onto stitching and bandaging the wounds, he broke the silence.

"How did this happen? How did you get here?" Steve asked, looking deeply into Loki's eyes for a moment before quickly returning to his work.

"In answer to both your questions, that is not of your concern Midgardian. Rest assured I have received my punishment for our last meeting" Loki replied weakly, but dripping in malice.

"I would have never allowed you to be taken back with Thor if I'd known you'd be treated like this!" Steve was hot with anger. Angry that Loki would think he would be happy with torture. Steve looked searchingly at Loki, wanting something, anything, but just stared back.

"Ok, well you're all patched up, is there anything else I should know about?" Loki's eyes flickered quickly to his arm, and then back to Steve, hoping he hadn't seen it.

"Your arm?" Steve reached out and felt the arm, questioning how he hadn't noticed sooner, "It's dislocated, I'm going to have to pop it back into place". Loki nodded to Steve and then gripped the counter with his free hand.

"On three. 1...2!" Steve quickly jerked the arm into place with a crack, Loki crying out in pain.

"I thought I was the God of Lies" he said, a smile again flashing across his face, "I thank you for your assistance, Captain. I will take my leave" Loki sounded insincere as he lowered himself off the counter, but gasped and stumbled as pain shot through him. He suddenly felt two large hands catch him, before scooping him up.

"You're not going anywhere in your condition. Before you argue, I'm begging, you need to rest. You can have my bed tonight, I'll take the floor" Steve looked down at figure in his arms before carrying him back to the bedroom, and laying him softly into the bed. Steve drew the covers up and turned away to sweep the floor of glass.

"Thank you Captain" Steve paused, he had never heard Loki apologise sincerely before. A smile crept across his face and his face began to burn.

"You're welcome" He turned to see Loki was already fast asleep. He chuckled to himself turning back to find a brush and sweep the glass away.

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Steve was startled awake by the sound of Loki's screams. He instinctively jumped to his feet and reached for the shivering figure in his bed, Steve's arm pulling him into an embrace.

"Ssssh. It's ok... Don't be scared, no one is going to hurt you" he said, rubbing circles into Loki's back. Steve looked down to see Loki's startled green eyes staring back

"Don't leave me"