Okay, so I've decided to continue this for now. So far, I'm rather happy with it too and thanks a lot to my reviewers! As of right now, there won't be a pairing. This may or may not change.

I do not own any of these characters.

Enjoy!


Loki slowly opened his eyes expecting to see the familiar darkness of his cell only to be greeted by a white ceiling. Loki jumped and quickly sat up, immediately regretting it as he propped himself up against the headboard. This wasn't his cell, by the looks of it it was a medical room but not like the ones on Asgard. He was on Midgard. Loki shuddered as he heard voices outside of the door just before it opened.

He stared at them for a second, realizing that it was Bruce Banner and Tony Stark before he scrambled off the bed, whimpering in pain when he hit the ground and jarred his already broken bones. Loki curled in on himself in the corner, the farthest he could get from the two Avengers. "Woah, Loki! It's okay," Tony said. "It's okay Loki, we're not going to hurt you." He started to walk towards Loki, who tensed up, but Bruce put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

Bruce walked to the end of the bed before dropping to his hands and knees and crawling over to Loki. He tilted his head down and dropped his voice to just above a whisper. "Loki, I just want to help and clean up your wounds. I'd feel horrible if you died because I didn't do anything to help you." Loki furrowed his brow and his gaze went up to Bruce with a look that said, "Why would you want to help me?"

"Come on, get back on the bed," Bruce placed one hand under Loki's elbow and gently helped him up. He climbed slowly onto the bed, hoping to avoid more pain.

"Jarvis, full body scan," Tony said, pulling a medical kit from the cabinet.

After a few seconds, Jarvis responded. "Mr. Laufeyson appears to have four broken ribs, broken right collarbone, three fingers on right hand, two on left, three twos on the left foot and four on right, broken left tibia, broken right ulna, fractured left radius, sprains in both wrists and a sprain in his left ankle. He is also severely malnourished and dehydrated."

By the time Jarvis was done Bruce and Tony stood wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Bruce rubbed his temples before walking up to Loki. "Muzzle first," he said. Loki flinched but otherwise remained still as Bruce reached behind his head and pushed on the clamps, unlocking them and pulling the muzzle off. The skin under and around the muzzle was covered in cuts and bruises and the skin on the sides of his jaw looked raw. Loki only opened his mouth slightly a drew a few ragged breaths but otherwise remained silent. Bruce then grabbed the bottom of Loki's shirt and started pulling it off, only for Loki to whimper in pain. Bruce sighed and grabbed a pair of scissors instead, cutting off the piece of wet, black cloth. With each inch of lacerated skin unveiled, Tony barely kept from gagging and leaving the room. Gashes and stab wounds covered Loki's body and his back had barely any skin on it, showing only lacerated muscle. "Loki, what...Who did this do you?"

Loki flinched back and his shaking returned. He squeezed his eyes shut as if trying to force out a bad memory. "It-It was...Thanos."

Bruce looked at Tony, who shrugged, and Bruce turned back to Loki pulling out some gauze and disinfectant. "Well, you're fine here, you're safe now. " Loki looked back at Bruce, unshed tears in his eyes.

"Why would you help me?" He choked out.

This time Tony spoke up. "Because I don't give a damn who you are or what you've done but torture isn't right." Loki just stared at his hands, his wrists ringed with cuts and bruises.

After a few hours, Bruce and Tony finally managed to clean and bandage Loki's wounds and broken bones. Loki hadn't said anything else, the only noise coming from him being the occasional whimper of pain or his ragged breaths.

Tony and Bruce sat back on the small couches on either side of the bed. "Well, now that that's done with, we need to get some food and drink into ya," Tony said. "I'll be right back." Bruce rolled his eyes as Tony left the room.

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Tony rode the elevator up to the family floor where the pizza left over from last night was still in the oven. He grabbed three plates from the cabinet and pulled the pizza out, putting three pieces on each plate before grabbing two cups and his bottle of scotch.

"There you are Tony," a voice said from behind him.

Tony jumped and nearly dropped his scotch. "Shit you scared me...Don't do it again Spangles."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Where've you and Bruce been?"

"We were in the lab," Tony easily lied.

"Oh really? 'Cause I just went down there and you were nowhere to be seen. Jarvis informed me that Bruce was on the medical floor and you were headed up here so I thought I'd ask you."

Tony sighed. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep Loki a secret from the rest of the Avengers for much longer. "Fine, I'll show you. Help me carry these down." He handed Steve the plates of pizza and grabbed the cups of water and scotch.

They arrived outside of the room that Loki was in and Tony turned to Steve. "Okay, you can't tell anyone and you can't freak out."

Steve seemed to think it over for a second before he nodded and followed Tony into the room. Bruce stood up the second he saw Steve. Loki made a gut-wrenching sound of fear and pulled his knees to his chest, hiding his face between them, and wrapping his arms around his knees.

"Loki, what's wrong?" Bruce sat on the bed beside Loki and put a hand on his shoulder.

"He'll tell them and they'll take me back. Back there. I can't go back. Please. Please don't make me go back," Loki looked up a Bruce, he was shaking and tears were streaming down his face.

"Loki he-" Tony began only to be interrupted by Steve.

"Loki, I won't tell anyone. I promise, I won't let that happen okay," Steve's voice was low and sounded sincere.

Loki put his head back between his knees and didn't move, his breathing quick and shallow.

A few minutes later, Tony cleared his throat. "Okay, well anyway, we brought your some food and water Reindeer Games." He set a cup of water and a plate of pizza on the tray beside the bed before handing Bruce his plate and cup and sitting back on the couch with his scotch. Steve sat beside him and Bruce stayed on the bed.

Loki slowly unfurled himself and cautiously grabbed the large glass of water. He stared down into it for a second before taking a small sip. He obviously felt as though it was safe to drink as he downed it in seconds. Bruce handed Loki his water, seeing that he needed it more than he did.

Loki gave him a small smile before looking suspiciously at the pizza. Tony saw the way he was looking at it and chuckled. "It's pizza Loki, you've never had any?

Loki shook his head. "Well, it's really good," Tony said biting into his second piece. Loki bit his lip and picked up a piece off of his plate. He glanced at everyone else nervously before taking a small bite. He also must have deemed the pizza safe because he ate it all within a minute or so.

Steve sighed and stood up. "Well, I'm going to head back up to my room, it's getting kind of late." Tony nodded and Steve picked up the empty plates and glasses, bringing them back to the kitchen on his way.

Tony yawned and grabbed some blankets from a cabinet in the corner of the room. "So, Bruce are you or I staying in here tonight?"

Bruce shrugged. "I'll stay, you head on upstairs."

Tony nodded. "Night then." He tossed the pillow and blanket to Bruce and soon left the room. Bruce tossed the pillow toward the end up the couch and laid the blanket on it. He then turned around and pulled the blankets down on Loki's bed for him and watched as he covered up.

"If you need anything Loki, be sure to wake me up, okay?"

Loki gave a small nod before turning the other way. Bruce turned off the lights before laying down on the couch and drifting off to sleep. Loki also drifted off to sleep, feeling warm and almost safe for the first time in a year.


I'll probably have Chapter 3 out soon too. Always looking forward to reviews and until next time my friends!