A/N: by the way, I forgot to tell you I take requests. If you have something you want Loki or Peter or really anyone go ahead and tell me. I also am working on my writing style, I feel it is kinda choppy jumping from Peter and Loki so much so sorry if that annoys you.

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Loki and Peter hang out in Peter's room for the day. Peter, busy getting fake files in place for Loki and Loki reading the school books to get caught up with everyone else. Peter occasionally caught Loki looking at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. His spider senses told him to be careful around him whenever he did this. Eventually night fell and Peter, now done with his illegal activities, gets up and stretches.

"Can I leave you here alone for a bit?" Loki looks up from the book he was reading, pre-calculus, and raises a questioning brow.

"You think I'm going to do something?" Peter gives him the you-don't-fool-me look. Loki sighs and sits up. "Ok, I won't do anything bad while you're gone." Loki has warmed up to Peter enough that he no longer feels threatened in any way near him, however, a part of him feels a nagging paranoia to be careful around everyone else, as if someone is out to get him. He pushes it to the back of his mind though, since he doesn't know why. Peter changes into his Spiderman suit.

"See you later man, if Aunt May comes up, try to put her at ease for me." Loki waves good bye from the bed and watches Peter jump out the window. Once he was gone he goes to the computer and starts researching. He starts with Spiderman. He wasn't too hard to learn about, though it was funny reading how some hate him and others worship him. After about two hours of researching Peter, he tries to figure out what to research for himself. However he couldn't think of where to start. He decides to stop before he gets angry at himself and turns on the TV. Immediately, he sees a news channel covering Spiderman. Apparently, Peter is trying to stop a hostage situation. Loki is engrossed in this due to Peter almost getting shot several times within the first few seconds of turning on the TV. He gets frustrated rather quickly as well because Peter doesn't seem to know what he is doing except fighting the guys and flinging them around with webs. It works to a point but knows Peter can put people in more danger instead of helping them if something doesn't go his way. Loki goes back to Peter's desk and rummages through papers. He finds drawings and notes about Spiderman costumes, weapons, and ways of getting around the city. Loki scratches his head in thought. Throwing second thoughts out the window he rolls up his sleeves and starts planning. Within two more hours of research he came up with plans on how to help Peter. All that was left was convincing him to let him come along and to get himself fit for the job. Loki looks at the clock to see it is eleven at night. He decides to go check on Aunt May since she didn't come up at all since dinner. When he gets down he sees her with her face in her hands. He stands in the door to the living room. After some time of thought he goes in and grabs a blanket. He gently drapes it over her shoulders. She looks up quickly with hope that dims slightly when she sees him but her smile is still kind.

"Hello Loki, what are you doing up so late? You have school tomorrow." Loki sits on the coffee table in front of her and looks at her critically.

"Why do you let him go out if it hurts you so much?" her smile slowly fades into a sober expression. She then smiles but without any sort of joy.

"I know he has to do it. I don't know what he does at night but he is stronger now because of it. Ever since his uncle died he has been doing this and he lives a healthy life despite of it." She rubs her hands nervously. Loki reaches out but stops midway, a part of him telling him not to love so easily. Aunt May notices and wraps thin fingers around his strong hands. "You worry for him too." Loki nods despite himself.

"If it wasn't for him, I'd be lost and scared still. I needed to be saved and I'm glad it was someone as kind as him." Aunt May pulls him into a hug. Loki is stiff at first but then relaxes. A part of him says run. To fight and scream but he didn't. He slowly wraps his arms around her in return. He wants to keep this moment so he drinks in every detail. She smelled of baked goods. It was warm in the room and she was soft in her knitted sweater. She lets go and they sit there in silence.

"Would you like some apple cider?" Loki asks what that is. "You don't know? Come on then, let's get you fixed up." They get up and go to the kitchen. Aunt May sits him down at the table as she gets a packet out of the cabinet and a pot of water going on the stove. "Have you remembered anything today?" Loki thinks about this for a bit.

"What does it mean when you feel an ache inside you but you don't even know why?" Aunt May sits the mugs down. She leans against the counter in thought.

"You must have had someone you cared for deeply." She turns back around and starts fixing the drink. Loki fiddles with his hair in contemplation. When he gets his mug he sips it gingerly. He then moans in appreciation.

"It's delicious."

"I'm glad you like it." Loki then has a thought.

"If I had someone I cared for deeply, they must have not cared for me since they lost me and aren't looking for me."

"I'm sure they are. It's only been a day." He shakes his head.

"They let me get beaten, would someone who loved me let me get hurt?" He feels a fire in his stomach. It felt familiar even without his memories. Aunt May grabs his fisted hand from across the table.

"Don't resent people when you don't even know their side yet. The world is in enough pain without another person harboring anger." He relaxes.

"I guess you are right. Maybe I will be found, but even if I don't… I really like it here." Her smile touches her eyes.

"Loki, you are loved, if not by your real family, then by us." The door in the hall opens quietly. Aunt May doesn't look immediately. Loki knows why, she doesn't want him to doubt. When footsteps go to the edge of the stairs she calls out. "Peter, is that you?" a moment of silence.

"Sorry I'm late Aunt May, I'm really tired though, can I go to bed?" footsteps go up the stairs, not waiting for a response. Loki gets up with his cider.

"I will go check on him for you." Aunt May rubs her face with a nod. Loki heads up expecting the worse. When he gets to the door it is locked. He knocks. "Peter, let me in." after a few seconds the door unlocks with a click. When he gets in, he sees an injured Peter laying under covers with his chest bare. He has bruises and a few scrapes but the two bullet wounds are what Loki really cared about. He immediately goes for the first aid kit. When he gets back Peter is sitting up.

"Thanks, I got it from here." He reaches out for the kit but Loki swats his hand.

"Lay back down you incompetent oaf." Peter raises both eyebrows in shock. He does as he is told though. Loki takes out disinfectant, tweezers, and gauze. "You should start sneaking out better and giving better lies to your Aunt." Peter sighs.

"She will know no matter what I say." Loki takes a belt laying on the floor and puts it in Peter's mouth. He then starts digging as gently as possible to get the bullets out of his wounds. Peter groans and bites down hard to keep quiet. Loki grabs the metal and pulls it out. Peter moans from the relief. Loki then bandages the arm and moves on to the one on his side. He sees that it went all the way through and just wraps his abdomen tightly after putting some disinfectant in it.

"Then at least try harder to not get injured. You aren't the only one who gets hurt you know." Peter smiles goofily.

"I'm flattered that you care so much." Loki rolls his eyes.

"Your Aunt is just a bit too sad for my taste. Brings down the mood." Loki then treats the minor cuts quickly bandaging them. When he finishes he puts up the first aid and grabs his pajamas from last night.

"Thank you Loki." Peter whispers before he leaves. Loki turns his head slightly.

"No problem. Sweet dreams Peter." He goes to his room closing the door with a soft click. When he gets inside he gets anxious. It is really dark. He immediately fishes for the lamp and turns it on with shaky hands. He sits on the bed calming his breathing. Peter had an outdoor light that shined in his room. on Loki's side of the house, a tree blocks the light. He decides to leave the light on and puts on his pajamas. He then climbs into bed with a yawn. He falls asleep easily. At first, all he sees is fog but soon that fog turns into clouds and the clouds gave light followed by booming sound. It made Loki cringe in his sleep but then he sees red. It's a figure in the distance. Loki reaches out towards him and opens his mouth to speak but is drowned out by the thunder. The figure starts to turn but his face is blurred by lightning. When Loki regains his sight he sees red eyes and a blue face. A cruel face that makes Loki hyperventilate. He tries to scream but nothing comes out. He thrashes until he feels a falling sensation and feels himself hit something hard. He opens his eyes to find that he fell out of bed and is in a cocoon of blankets. He untangles himself and gets up. He grabs a pair of sneakers and leaves the house. He just walks. All he knows is that he needs to move before the walls suffocated him. He walked for a long time not thinking, not seeing, until he got to a bus station. He looked up then seeing a big billboard on the wall. It had a man with a beard and mustache and a glowing circle on his chest. Tony Stark was written in big letters. Loki looked at it for a bit out of boredom and then realized, he had no idea where he was. He had no way to contact Peter either. He curses. He sits on the bus stop and just sits. He had no idea what to do now. He mentally yells at himself for being so stupid about a nightmare. He growls.

"You ok Loki?" He looks up to see none other than Gwen.

"What are you doing out so late?" Loki asked. She giggles.

"I could ask you the same thing. I had to pick up a friend at work. She lost her wallet so needed some way of getting on a bus." Loki hums showing he gets it. She looks at him expectantly.

"I took a walk and got lost." She looks at him intrigued.

"Why so late?" He gets up and stretches.

"I'd rather not talk about it." She hums out an ok and loops her arm through his starting off in a direction. "What are you doing?" She keeps walking with the same fast pace.

"Getting you back home obviously. I swear, boys just have no sense of direction." She teases. Loki smirks.

"Sorry but I have a bit of a head injury so my memory is not so good." She looks at him with worried big eyes, almost alien in their beauty.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot for a moment that was very rude of me." Loki waves her off deciding her honesty wouldn't be fun to pick at. They walk in silence for a bit and Loki feels embarrassed by how far he had walked. He sees a building with a clock and sees its five twenty five.

"Do you have a way to get in contact with Peter?" Gwen pulls her cell phone out of her purse.

"I have him on speed dial." Loki looks at it intrigued. "Do you not have a cell phone?" Loki shakes his head with knitted brows. Gwen smirks with a secret. "So did you want to call him?" he shakes his head.

"Leave him a message. It's almost time to get up for school and by the time we get there I will just have to leave again." She nods.

"Alright, let's go get breakfast and then head to school." Loki is then dragged across the street then to the left, back to where they came. He just lets himself get swept away in the whirlwind that is Gwen. She was honest, warm. All Loki seems to look for is light and warmth and yet he still feels cold sometimes. He looks around himself and sees lights on buildings that glow in different colors and remembers how they looked when he was above them. Gwen stops in front of a building that says café on the windows in golden fancy letters. "Do you like coffee?" Loki shrugs not knowing what the drink is. Gwen takes him inside and orders two caramel macchiato coffees for them and two breakfast sandwiches with two big chocolate chip muffins. They sit down next to the window in a booth. Loki smells the air and likes the bitter sweet smell. His stomach growls and he starts to eat what Gwen bought him. Half way through the sandwich he speaks to Gwen who is sipping on her coffee.

"Thank you for the food, and sorry I couldn't pay myself." She waves him off with a smile.

"Don't worry about it, a friend of Peter's is a friend of mine." Loki snorts at the simple statement. Two friends in two days and he doesn't even know who he is himself. He looks out the window taking a sip of the coffee. It was great, sweet with a small bite to it. He watches as people start to slowly wake up and the lights go out as the sun comes up.

A/N: ok so I shortened it to make two chapters since this would have been 15 pages otherwise. Please enjoy and review!