Harry watched as Loki started to mutter words that were probably in old norse and predictably Harry couldn't understand them. But as Loki spoke, Harry could feel the magic that was holding the chains together crackle a little. The chains rattled in place, pressure started to build around them. Fenrir whined and Sleipnir squealed quietly.

"Hold on you two," Harry murmured, stroking Sleipnir's neck softly. "I think he's almost done."

My ears hurt.

The pressure was almost blinding then Harry heard two popping noises. His ears popped and Loki stopped muttering. The chains broke open and fell to the ground. Fenrir whined a little more then collapsed, unconscious. Harry turned to check on Sleipnir only for his eyes to widen. There was an average sized teenager in Sleipnir's place with long black hair and brown eyes.

"Uh..."

"It's okay," Loki said, walking over to stand in front of Fenrir once more. "Hello Sleipnir."

"Hi, mom."

Harry stared then chuckled. "You told me Fenrir had a human form. I didn't know the others did. Hello, Sleipnir."

Sleipnir snorted then went right up to him. "We all have human forms. We just don't show them to strangers."

Harry tentatively opened up his arms and wasn't expecting anything but Sleipnir did burrow right into them.

"I missed being on two legs," Sleipnir murmured, voice a little muffled. "Odin never allowed me to shift."

Loki grumbled something in norse, reaching out a hand to ruffle Sleipnir's hair.

"Mom! You know I don't like it when you do that!"

Loki smiled then went to reach out a hand to lay it on Fenrir's nose. "Little wolf, can you change for me?"

Fenrir sleepily opened his eyes briefly then light encompassed him for a few seconds. Harry covered his eyes until the light disappeared and promptly winced as little boy appeared in the giant wolf's place. The boy seemed to have about the same injuries as the wolf did. Rubbed raw skin around his wrists and ankles and all around dirty. Harry was also able to see Fenrir's ribs in addition to his whole body. Fenrir was naked and small, not at all like his other form. Harry quickly conjured a small blanket and held it out to Loki, who took it and wrapped it around Fenrir's body.

Sleipnir pulled away and went to go over to Fenrir, who had apparently used up all his energy changing to his human form.

"Brother, you okay?" Sleipnir murmured, reaching out a hand to grasp Fenrir's hand lightly.

"He'll be okay," Loki replied, exchanging a glance with Harry.

Harry came over too, entwined their hands together. Loki was shaking a little and as soon as their hands grasped, he calmed down mostly. "Yeah, he probably only needs rest and good food. You guys ready to go?"

Loki nodded and gently scooped up Fenrir. "Sleipnir, hold on to Harry, okay?"

"You want me to apparate us or do you want to do it?" Harry asked, wrapping an arm around Loki's waist and Sleipnir came to hold his other hand.

"Actually, you better do it," Harry added after rethinking it. "Then there's no chance of me splinching us."

"Splinching?" Sleipnir asked, worried brown eyes still staring at his brother. "What's that?"

Harry snorted. "You don't want to know."

"You've never splinched someone," Loki commented with a small smile.

"True as that may be," Harry started, smiling widely. "I don't want to take the risk of splinching the one person that I'm in love with and the two kids that I'm beginning to love."

Loki's eyes widened and his mouth opened a little like he was about to say something. Harry chuckled quietly, reaching out to kiss Loki's cheek.

"Mom, Fenrir's cold! Let's get out of here!"

"Okay..." Loki replied, still staring at Harry with wonder in his eyes. He started to glow a little with green magic, Harry closed his eyes and felt the familiar feel of Loki's magic transport them home.


They landed on the landing pad of Stark Tower in New York City. It was a warm evening but really humid as they stood there for a minute or two. Harry was glad he had changed into his normal clothes before starting on the quest to rescue Loki's children as he would have been rather hot right now. There were a few clouds in the sky and up here, Harry could see some stars out.

"Where are we?" Sleipnir asked, pulling away from Harry and walking around. He was looking everywhere, from the neighboring skyscrapers to the smaller buildings that were below them.

"Sleipnir, be careful," Loki called out quietly. "Don't go too close to the edge. We're in New York City, where I landed on Midgard the second time."

Harry strode over to the door that led into the tower. All of the damage was gone, the building repaired to its pre-battle condition. However... When his eyes were drawn to the side of the tower, he chuckled. The only letter left on the building was a great big 'A'.

"I suppose Stark made it official?" Loki commented, coming to stand alongside him.

"I guess," Harry remarked, rolling his eyes. "Or it was just to piss off Fury. Invite all the avengers to live with him instead of at SHIELD."

"Agent Potter? Mr. Laufeyson?"

"Jarvis, hi," Harry said. "Is Tony around?"

"No, I'm afraid he is back in Malibu right now," Jarvis replied. "However, he did say if you two were to arrive while he was gone, I should direct you to your floor."

"Our floor?" Loki repeated.

"What did Tony do this time?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"He had the tower rebuilt with floors for each of you," Jarvis replied. "The door is unlocked now."

"Thanks."

Harry exchanged glances with Loki then peered down at Fenrir, who hadn't woken up. "Jarvis, is Bruce around?"

"Dr. Banner is in the lab," Jarvis replied as Harry and Loki walked in. Sleipnir was in between them, still taking in everything. "Is someone in need of medical attention?"

"Who's that?" Sleipnir asked, gesturing up to the ceiling. Tony's penthouse still looked like it did pre-battle, the bar still over in the corner... or more like taking up the whole wall. Harry idly wondered why Tony had gone back to Malibu but that might have just been getting away from construction.

"I am Jarvis, Tony Stark's AI," Jarvis replied. "Who are you?"

Sleipnir glanced up at Loki, who nodded.

"I'm Sleipnir."

"He's my son, Jarvis," Loki commented. "He'll be staying with us, along with Fenrir."

"Very well. Shall I have extra beds set up in your rooms?"

"They probably don't want to stay in separate rooms," Harry remarked, glancing around the penthouse. "Did you guys have bunk beds in Asgard?"

Loki raised an eyebrow. "Bunk beds?"

"Yeah, beds that double up?"

Harry moved toward the lift as Loki followed. Sleipnir quickly raced to catch up to them.

"Where to?" Jarvis asked.

"To our floor? And could you send Bruce too? We might need help," Harry said.

"Jarvis, has Tony installed a medical room?" Loki asked.

Harry glanced at Loki, who shrugged. "He had discussed as much before we left."

"Oh. Must have missed that."

"It was while you were unconscious," Loki muttered.

"He has. Would you like to go there instead?"

"Yes. My son needs attention right now," Loki replied.

"Banner has already been called for."

"Thanks, Jarvis," Loki said.


"Hey, you two!"

"Hi Bruce," Harry called out as soon as he saw the other man. Bruce looked... more at peace then when they had said goodbye a few months ago. He was clearly thriving here, where no one was after him and no one mocked him. And everyone supported him.

"Who are they?" Bruce asked, coming to stand in front of floor in front of them.

"These are my children," Loki replied, nudging Sleipnir out from behind him. "Sleipnir and Fenrir, who has been chained up for a while."

Harry snorted but winced at Bruce's look. He looked stricken, maybe a little green around the edges.

"You mean, Norse mythology was correct?" Bruce asked, eyes widening as he took in both children. "Come on. I'll show you guys to the medical room that Tony had set up. It's this way."

"Yes, it was correct," Harry remarked, starting to follow Bruce.

"So you would be..." Bruce trailed off, staring as Sleipnir raced ahead of them.

"Sleipnir," Harry replied, smiling a little. "He's... they're both shape-shifters of a kind."

Bruce turned a corner and opened a door, stepping inside. Sleipnir hesitated a little, glanced back at them.

"Like how you shape-shift?" Bruce asked as he started to pull on gloves. The room was spacious and open, had a window on the back wall. Harry suspected it was a window that allowed people to look out but didn't allow people to look in. Though it wasn't like anyone was going to be able to look in, they were high up in the tower.

"No," Loki replied, lowering Fenrir down onto the examination bed, which was more like a soft table. There was padding on it and it was probably state of the art too. Everything was high tech. Bruce probably was in his element here. Harry was not. Sleipnir walked over to stand next to the bed and gently took a hold of Fenrir's hand.

"How long was he... chained?" Bruce asked, looking over Fenrir.

Loki winced and Harry went to stand over by him, leaned into him a little then went to stand by Fenrir. He extended his magic and cast a diagnostic charm.

"You do not want to know," Loki replied quietly, entwining their hands.

"It's not your fault," Harry whispered as the results were written on a piece of paper that appeared in the air in front of them. Malnutrition, chafed skin, dehydration. Nothing too serious. There were no broken bones or other kinds of injuries. Though Harry thought, loneliness was probably a problem here. A problem they would do their best to resolve. He thought that Sleipnir's presence was already helping. And when Hela and Jormungandr were recovered, it would help a lot.

"It is my fault," Loki retorted, frowning. "I should have fought Odin harder on this matter."

Bruce started to set up an IV, muttering to himself a little. Fenrir whimpered and whined a little at the insertion of the needle but otherwise didn't move. Harry cast a warming charm on Fenrir as he started to shiver and Loki went to go hold Fenrir's other hand.

"Is Fenrir the wolf of legend?" Bruce asked, watching Fenrir for a minute.

Loki stilled and studied Bruce. "He is. Is that a problem?"

Bruce vehemently shook his head. "No. Not at all. I was just curious."

Loki sighed. "Forgive me. I'm a little-"

"Loki, I didn't mind. You're a parent with an injured child," Bruce murmured. "I understand being protective."

"Bruce, you okay?" Harry asked, glancing at him. "I don't really know the details of your childhood but-"

"I didn't exactly have a childhood," Bruce replied dryly. "But I'm okay now. You guys have given me a home."

Harry winced. "Speaking of us, where are the others? Where's Steve?"

"Will he be okay?" Sleipnir asked, glancing up at them. "Only he's my younger brother."

"He'll be fine," Bruce replied. "He'll need rest. You can help him with that, right?"

Sleipnir smiled. "Yeah. I can."

"The others... You know Tony's in Malibu right now?" Bruce mentioned.

Harry nodded. "Yeah. I know that."

"Steve went to Washington, D.C a few weeks ago," Bruce continued. "I'm not sure where Clint and Natasha are."

"Huh. Washington, D.C? That's... odd I suppose," Harry remarked.

"Clint told me SHIELD headquarters are in Washington, D.C," Bruce commented. "He's probably working there."

"Forgive me for interrupting," Jarvis started.

"Yes?" Loki said. "What is it?"

"There is someone slumped unconscious near the doors to the tower," Jarvis replied calmly. "He appears to be bleeding from his foot."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Do you recognize him?"

"No. I cannot as he has a mask on and a costume."

Harry glanced at Bruce, who looked a little bewildered but...

"Jarvis, does he look like Spiderman?" Bruce asked, appearing to know who Jarvis was talking about.

"Spiderman? Who's that?" Harry asked, looking at Bruce.

"He's a masked vigilante that appeared last month," Bruce explained. "He started taking down criminals that the police couldn't get to. The police don't like him as he's taken the law into his own hands. But I like him or at least from the articles about him. He does good work."

Harry nodded idly. "Okay, so he looks injured?"

"He does," Jarvis responded.

Harry glanced at where Loki was standing over Fenrir then at Bruce. "I'll go see if he needs help then."