Forgive me for the sudden change from present to past tense in this chapter. I was trying to break my habit of writing fills in present tense and I can't be bothered editing the first two.

Also if I need a warning for angst there should probs be one on this story. At least at the moment.
And just in regard to mythology with Loki's kids, I'm going mainly on some prior knowledge so if I make any major errors please tell me and I'll correct them :]

Thor was half-asleep by his brother's side, head resting on the bed next to Loki. Steve and Jane stood just outside the door. They'd been standing there awhile and neither knew what to do.

Jane was the one who broke the silence. "I can't just stand here, I'm going to talk to him," as she stepped forward to move to Thor's side when Steve caught her arm.
"Jane, we don't know what state Loki's in. He's still dangerous,"
Jane leveled a glare at the Captain that nearly had him flinching. "The guy's passed out and has been for like seven hours. He's clearly incapacitated," she snapped as she wrenched her arm from Steve's grip and stepped forward to place a hand on Thor's shoulder. The god jerked awake and sat up suddenly. "Has he woken?" he asked before he was fully awake. Jane just shook her head sadly as Thor turned his eyes to his brother's still form. "No...," she began cautiously. "Thor, you need to sleep,"
"I'm fine,"
"You're not any help to him like this. I know you...care for Loki," Jane stumbled over the words. She found it hard to accept Thor's apparent love for Loki. She knew that they were brothers, but after all Loki had done? But she would deal with it for now. "I know you do but you need to rest as well. He'll wake eventually but you sitting here won't make it happen any faster,"
Thor just shook his head firmly and gripped his brother's hand again. "I am sorry Lady Jane but you do not understand. I simply cannot leave my brother as he is," he said firmly. Jane sighed, this was going nowhere.

Steve echoed Jane's sigh from the doorway. He couldn't understand why Thor was so insistent that he stayed with Loki...unless the god knew something he wasn't sharing. Steve walked forward to join Jane next to the bed. "Thor, what's really wrong with Loki? Why isn't he healing?" he asked, arms crossed over his chest.

Thor'd been asked earlier, when Loki was first brought in, but hadn't answered very well. Loki might be the one with the reputation as a silvertongued liesmith but Thor wasn't that bad at misdirection himself. Steve picked up the signs of discomfort easily now. Whatever it was that he knew, Thor wasn't about to part with it easily. Thor's eyes flicked between Loki's face and those of Jane and Steve for several moments before the god sighed. He seemed to deflate slightly, he looked so tired.
"I fear my brother is with child again," was the quiet response, Thor's eyes on his brother's face.

The room seemed to fill with silence.

Steve frowned. "With child? As in...pregnant?" He received a nod in response.

Jane's hand moved to stroke Thor's hair. "So when you tell me stories about him shapeshifting, that's everything?" she asked quietly, considerably more controlled than Steve. Another nod.
"That's why you think he's not healing?"
Nod.
"But why won't you leave him?"
At that Thor looked away from his brother and stared at the wall. "I- My brother has not been treated... wellin regard to his previous children," he said carefully. "His eldest son, was bound to my father's service," Thor paused again. This was not easy for him to explain. He knew his father's reasoning but he also knew the pain that his brother went through every time he lost a child. "His second son, Fenrir, was...chained up," Thor sighed. "He was too dangerous,"

Loki's hand twitched.

"His third son, Jormungand, was also taken from him. Odin cast him into the sea," Thor rubbed a tired hand over his face. Jane glanced at Loki's face. She didn't like the trickster but she couldn't imagine losing one child, let alone three. She stole a look at Steve, he looked slightly disturbed. Clearly removing children from their parents was off according to his moral compass.

Loki seemed to breathe deeper than before.

"I wished I had stepped forward sooner. My brother's next child was a girl. She was still a babe when Father took her away, he-" Thor stopped. Hel's banishment was a deep regret for Thor.

"He cast her out to Nifilheim," a quiet voice finished for Thor. Three sets of eyes met one tired, green pair. Loki gazed at them warily. "Odin stole my children from me. It will not happen again,"