Alright, I was demanded by my friend to do another chapter. Listen, girl, I ain't doing another smut for a little while, so calm down. There will be one soon though, after a certain plot point happens. Here's the next chapter, with concerned family.

1 day later

Y/n? Y/n? Are you okay? I know you….wake up….eyes….y/n?!

"Y/n? Been….time…..issue…..hour."

Next day

Y/n? Come on….up. Pl….

"No…..Tony…..fine….calm."

Next day

Y/n? Been….time….please. For…..miss…..

"Steve…..Tony…..worrying…."

1 Week later

Y/n, please. Been…..wake…..too…..please.

"Bruce, you said….okay….worried…..y/n."

"T….know….never wake….month….chances….none."

That was the most coherent I'd been for a while. How long has it been? Too long? A day? A week? A month? What's happening on the outside world? And why am I so tired?

Maybe I'll know tomorrow.

1 month later

I felt someone's hand lay in mine, and I didn't know whose. However, they were speaking.

"Y/n? It's Tony. Bruce said you can't hear me, that you might not even wake up. But I figured, hey, you might be able to. I wish I knew. So, I've been talking to you for about a week now, and I've never said this before. But for some reason, seeing you here, emotionless, has made me extremely protective. By now I've realized why, and why I didn't want you part of the Avengers in the first place. You've brought out paternal instincts. I don't know why, but you did. So, here's what I never said, and never will say again. Y/n, for some reason, you've managed to bury yourself into my heart, in the few days you've been awake here, to the point where you've became a daughter. I'm so sorry I can't say this to you when your awake, because last thing I treated like my child was Jarvis, and we know what happened to him." Tony said, and I did the one thing I knew to do.

I squeezed his hand.

He quickly gasped, and yelled for Bruce.

"Bruce! Y/n squeezed my hand! I think she's waking up!" He yelled, and I heard him come running.

"Y/n? Its Bruce, can you squeeze my hand?" He asked, putting his hand in mine.

However, it felt wrong. It felt too cold. Too cold? Loki!

Y/n, I know you can tell its me. Please, squeeze my hand. Please, squeeze my hand. Please. Loki begged, and I had to. Thank you, so much. You've shown how much more awake you are. Next step is getting you to open up those eyes. You got this. Loki thought, and I got determined.

"Y/n, take your time. Don't rush it." Loki said, and I tried to open my eyes.

After a few minutes of trying, I had to take a break. My eyes hurt, as did my eye lids.

I found the urge to continue, however, when I heard Steve come in.

"T? Is she waking up?" He asked, and I felt tears hit my hand.

"Hopefully. Its time for her to wake up"." Tony said, sounding hurt and broken.

I decided enough was enough, and forced myself to figure my body out.

I could feel the blanket against my toes, scratchy. A gown on my legs, them feeling sore and stiff. My torso was sore, I could feel pain in the center of my chest, and sticky centers on my chest as well. An IV was connected to my arm, and I could feel weight on my arm. My head was slightly elevated, and I had a bandage around the top of my head.

My eyes, preciously stuck together, flew open suddenly.

"Y/n!" Tony and Steve yelled, as I moved my eyes to stare at then. Steve looked the same except for bloodshot eyes, while Tony looked thin, sickly.

However, I looked to 'Bruce' and saw his eyes flash to Loki's. He held a finger up as a sign to be quiet, and I smiled slightly.

"Lady y/n? Are you awake?" Thor asked, walking into the room.

"Before you all crowd y/n, I need to talk to her." Loki said, pushing every one back. "I actually need you to leave, we can't overwhelm her." He said, and every one quickly left.

At that, Loki turned from Bruce to Loki, and he ran to my side.

"Y/n? A-are you okay?" Loki asked, tears streaming.

"I-I think so." I whispered, and he hug me.

"Y/n, do not ever, and I mean ever scare me like that again. Do you hear me?" Loki asked, and I nodded, tears in my eyes.

"Y-yes d-sir!" I whispered, unable to talk much.

"You've been out for a month, Y/n. You-You scared me to death. I'd rather be at the hands of the Chituri. Please, take care of yourself." Loki begged, and I nodded again.

"Brother?" I heard, and turned to see Thor in the doorway.

"Shit." Loki whispered, and I felt my eyes slide closed, blocking me from seeing what was happening.

So, um, yeah. Also, my dear friend who keeps saying chapter 3, I will pinch your tit, do not test me. Alright, um, there's the end. Feel free to review, favorite, all that good jazz.