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"What do you want now Thor?" Loki rolled his eyes as his brother walked up to him and took his arm. "Have you come to gloat, to rub it in my face?"

"I have nothing to gloat about," Thor replied without looking at his younger brother.

How about the fact that I'm all alone, and that the one person who really began to matter to me rejected me completely?

"You're coming back to the mansion."

Where Tony is. I have no desire to go. I do not wish to see him again.

"I'm to keep an eye on you while you're there. There's someone who needs you Loki. It just took us some time to realize that."

Of course it did, you dolt.

Thor led him back to the conference room where Fury, Odin, and Steve were standing and waiting. He looked at each of them with an unreadable expression before walking over to a window with his back to them.

"Loki..." Odin spoke, but he didn't know what to say to his child.

"Thor, can we please just go?" His brother let out a sigh as Nick Fury spoke up.

"First, a quick warning. Not a single toe out of line, or your father will be coming to retrieve you." He turned on the Director.

"I hate to inform you, Sir, but my father is dead. I killed him."

"Either way, you get the point," Steve replied. "If you're going to be staying at the mansion, then you're not going to cause any trouble."

"And just who said that I would be going with you?"

"You will come if you have Tony's best interest in mind," Thor replied. "He needs you Loki."

"He rejected me," Loki spat, turning his head to them, and then back to the window. "You all saw it for yourselves."

"He hasn't been the same since he left. We're almost certain that the only person who can help him is you."

"And just what makes you think that I would be so willing to help?"

"Because if you don't, you will be sent back to Asgard with Father," Thor replied. "And there is a chance that he will die." Loki's expression remained stoic, but Thor knew him best, and he knew that that statement would get to his brother.

It was precisely those words that had Loki riding silently in the back of a car that Steve was driving. His brother had taken the front seat, much to Loki's irritation. So he sulked as he stared out the window all the way back to the mansion. Once they got there, Thor exited the car and laughed when his brother attempted to do the same, only to be halted by the child safety lock. After a moment or two, he used his magic to make the door open, taking care to make sure it hit Thor, who stumbled and then grinned.

"You're such a child."

"It takes one to know one Brother."

"I'm not your brother Thor." The blond pouted a bit, but he was determined to prove to Loki that their bond was thicker than blood.

Steve entered the house first, followed by Thor, and then Loki, who was looking around and taking everything in. JARVIS would have typically sounded the alarm at the presence of a supervillain, but S.H.I.E.L.D., who had been updating him frequently since Tony's... breakdown, had already given him the most current information. Instead, he greeted the three. Loki sneered.

"Disembodied voices... They're not to be trusted."

"The same thing could be said for you, Sir," it replied in its usual sarcastic tone, which made Steve chuckle.

"All right children, behave yourselves."

"Keep in mind, Captain Rogers, the person you're currently referring to as a child is nearly a millennium older than yourself. I'm hungry. Spandex man, make me a sandwich." Steve glared.

"Make your own." Loki folded his arms and tapped his fingers, making Thor sigh.

"I will make one for you. Give me five minutes." It would also give him time to warn the others of Loki's presence. He went into the kitchen, and was pleased when he saw Clint with a jar of peanut butter in his hand, holding it over Natasha's head while she yelled at him and tried to reach it. Bruce was sitting at the bar and reading quietly. Thor never understood how he could ignore so much noise so easily.

"I thought that you should all know that my brother Loki will be a guest in this house now. I am not sure how long his stay will be." Clint looked up at Thor with wide eyes and a scowl, lowering the peanut butter as he did. Natasha grabbed it, then looked between Clint and Bruce.

"Well, I can't say that I care much, but the other guy might not be so fond of the idea."

"The other guy also cares about Tony," Thor replied. "And we believe that Loki may be a necessary part of his rehabilitation." Bruce nodded. "I'll be sure to steer clear then." Thor gave him a small smile.

"I'm sure that in time, you will come to like him. He's not a bad person... when he isn't plotting world domination anyways." Clint put his hands up.

"If he's going to stay here, then I'm not." Natasha raised a brow at him.

"And just where do you plan to go?"

"Me? Natasha... you're not telling me that you'd rather be in the same living quarters as a psychotic villain who took over your boyfriend's mind and toyed with you?" She shrugged.

"I'm over it. Besides, I'm staying because if he does anything to Tony, I would rather be in close quarters so I can give him the beating he deserves." Clint thought that over. She had a fair point.

"There will be no beatings, Agent Romanov," came the bored drawl of the God of Mischief. Bruce and Clint visibly tensed as Loki entered the kitchen. Natasha took Clint's hand, which helped him to relax a bit. Bruce excused himself and headed down to the lab. Thor handed him the sandwich.

"Are you going to see Tony?"

"I would, but I know not which room belongs to him." Thor nodded.

"I will show you." Loki gave a quick nod to the others before following his brother, a mix of dread and excitement boiling within him.


Next chapter means Loki and Tony and cute and yay! Thanks to all of my amazing reviewers, and to all of you who are following or have favorited the story. You fill my day with rainbows and unicorns. The idea of mpreg had crossed my mind for much later chapters. What do you ladies and gents think?