Hey! I did mean to update sooner, but my server wouldn't let me access fanfiction. Sorry!

See chapter 1 for disclaimer.

And he got his wish two hours later, typically after Peter had gone home and Ava and Sam had gone to bed, it was after all now 11 o'clock. The fight had ended at 7.

Luke was nearly asleep himself when he heard a small groan. He immediately bolted up, rubbed his eyes to try and look awake and turned his attention to Danny who was blinking open his eyes in a manner not dis-similar to a baby animal.

"Hey fist." Luke said, gently. "You feel alright?" He mentally slapped himself after that question. Danny had been beaten up by a bad guy. Who would feel 'alright' after that!?

Thankfully though Danny didn't seem to notice the blunder. "Fine…" He mumbled, trying to sit up, he then fell back onto the bed with a sharp cry of pain.

"Sorry, Fist!" Luke instantly stood up, though there was no need to. "You got hit quite badly; it's probably a good idea if you lay down…"

Danny did so without argument, just as Coulson came running in. "I heard a yell, is everything…ah, Daniel, you're awake. Now, don't try to sit up, it might be painful."

Luke and Danny caught each other's eye and smiled a bit. "What, what did I say?" Coulson asked, seeing this.

"I did just…try to…sit up." Danny explained. "Won't…be doing…that…again."

Coulson called in one of the agents who immediately checked Danny over. "Apart from the bruises, he's fine sir." He agent stepped backwards. "And they should heal in about 2 - 4 weeks."

"Thank you." Coulson dismissed the agent, who gave Luke a nervous glance before shuffling of. "Get some rest Daniel."

But it appeared that Danny didn't want to go to sleep just yet. "What…happened?" He asked, turning his head to Luke.

Luke frowned, not really sure how to start that. 'You got creamed' didn't sound the best, nor did just hovering around the issue. "What do you last remember?" He asked.

Danny scrunched his forehead in thought and after what seemed like eternity said. "I was fighting…what's-his-name, then I fell over something, I looked he was there, then he smiled and everything went black…Luke what happened?" With a rare panic, Danny looked at his best friend.

"He hit you." Luke said, not point beating around the bush here. "Quite a lot, I think he was just in a rage, he didn't really throw coordinated attacks like you or I do, I think he just wanted to hurt you."

Danny nodded, shifted and then winced. "He did that alright."

Luke felt his blood boil again, before remembering Fury's words and forcing himself to calm down. He was no use to Danny when he was angry. Danny needed comfort, Danny needed a friend to lean on, Danny…was asleep.

Panicking a bit, Luke yelled for Coulson, who came running in. "What!?

"He's asleep!" Luke pointed at the sleeping blonde.

"I know. Don't worry, he's supposed to do that, it helps his body with healing." Coulson explained, trying to make his voice sound as patient as possible.

"I though you weren't supposed to go to sleep after being attacked?"

"That's only if there's risk of a concussion. Danny is fine. Our shield agents will keep an eye on him, go call Peter, Sam and Ava. I'm sure they must be worried."

Luke stood outside the door and calling his friends on the three-way shield wrist-watch he said one simple sentence. "He's awake."

They all whooped and cheered in happiness, so loud that Luke heard May ask Peter what he was doing.

"Nothing Aunt May!" He yelled. Then to Luke he said. "Tell Danny we can't wait to see him."

"Yeah tell him to get better soon, or else I will strangle Web-head if he's not around." That was Sam.

"You will not." Ava said, sternly. Then softening her features she said. "Tell Danny he better get better soon."