"How long has he been in there?" Clint asked. Tony had been waiting outside his lab doors ever since Bruce locked himself in, not even allowing him inside. He cursed giving him that much control of the lab.
Tony sighed, answering. "Two hours I think. He just keeps watching that video." Clint sat down on the lab stairs. "Think he'll be ok? Will he be able to fight?" Tony gave him a look. "Ready to fight? Clint, he just found out he killed Kim, I don't think he'll be ok for anything for a while." "Well We're going to need more people. This is more than just the kidnapping and drama that happens here; the world is at stake. Ultron is our there, planning. We need to be planning too." Tony shook his head, sitting next to him, feeling bone dead. "I know."
Loki could only watch as TJ kept shooting magazine of ammo after another in the shooting range. This was how he always handled any type of loss or anger but Loni saw his hands starting to shake, his aim becoming awful. Loki walked inside the range, closing the door. TJ was out of ammo and Loki took his chance and got closer, holding his hand tightly before he could reload. "No more love." TJ took in a shaking breath. "Just a bit more." "You've been shooting for nearly an hour. You need to rest."
TJ shook his head, getting out of Loki's grip, tears in his eyes and his voice thick. "I can't. Because when I do I'll see her. I'll see mom, dead on our quintet. I don't want to sleep. I don't want to rest. I just…have to keep moving." Loki walked closer. "You can't keep moving forever. And you've seen what avoiding sleep can do. I'm not telling you to sleep but I want to you to come out of this range and just…have some tea. Or watch a movie. Something that isn't this."
"Tea? A movie?" TJ asked, tears wetting his face. "Tea won't bring my mom back! Getting rest won't bring her back! I have to be ready for Ultron and his fuck buddies who messed with Uncle Bruce's head and made him kill her. Until then, I'll be here."
Loki sighed, looking sad. "I didn't want to do this." TJ looked confused but before he could say anything Loki brought his hand to TJs head, putting him to sleep, barely catching him as he fell limp.
Loki gasped, holding him. "Friday, can you call Clint and Gage? I need help getting him to bed." "Yes sir."
Quinn was nearly half asleep on Gages shoulder when Friday spoke up. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience but Loki needs help with TJ in the gun range." Gage and Quinn shared a worried glance before Gage spoke to Friday, standing up. "Is he ok? Hurt?" "No. He's asleep and Loki just needs help getting him to his room." "Ok. I'll be right down."
He sighed, turning to Quinn. "Don't do anything reckless while I'm away, ok?" She gave him an amused look but he noticed the lack of humor in her eyes; so much like her father. Hiding pain with humor. "What could I do? I'm just in my bedroom." "I'm sure you'll think of something. Whatever it is, don't do it." He said, giving her a look before leaving.
Clint and Gage both met outside the gun range, walking inside as they saw Loki cradling TJ. Loki gave them the signal to be quiet. "I used my magic to put him to sleep. He's been down here since we got back and refuses to get rest." Clint sighed. "Poor kid."
Clint picked him up gently but Gage saw he was starting to struggle, coming to help. "Here. I have his legs. Let's get him to his room." Clint let out a breath with a smile. "Thanks. I forgot, he's not five anymore. Can't pick on up like we used to." Gage gave an amused huff as they carefully got to the elevator. "Nope."
Once they got him on his bed, gently lowering him Loki chimes in. "Thank you both, I can take it from here." Suddenly Friday spike up. "Help is needed in Quinn's room urgently." Gage was already out the door mumbling curses as Clint followed, speaking. "Friday, what's going on?"
"I believe she is speaking with the elders, her heart rate is incredibly low along with her blood pressure." Gage got in the room and saw Quinn floating an inch above her bed and pale as paper. Clint glared softly. "She's probably trying to bargain or something with them for her mother." Gage was pacing. He couldn't wake her up because she could die from the sudden exit but what if she manages to trade Kim's souls for hers? Gage got his phone our, dialing tony with shaking hands.
Tony was attempting to negotiate with Friday to let him into the lab when his phone went off with Gages ringtone. "Hey."
"Your daughter is speaking to the elders." Tony tensed. "What? Why?" "We don't know but it can't be good." "Want me up there? Do you have it covered?" "As covered can be. Is Bruce ok?" "Right now I'm trying to talk to Friday to let me in. Let me know if you need me." "Will do."
Clint looked at him. "So?" Gage swallowed, staring between Quinn and Clint. "We wait it out. Friday is going to be monitoring her, if something goes wrong we'll handle it." Clint sighed. "Alright. Best idea we got."