GODS SOMEONE SHOOT ME I AM SORRY! I will not hold you back much longer! Just saying that I am posting a story called More To Just Taking Over The World and it is about Loki's kids for those who are wondering. Check it out! I'll update Dog Days soon! Enjoy!

~Here's my heart and here's my mouth,

And I can't help if things come out,

Because there are words, I long to shout,

But maybe I'll just stay low~

Tony sighed heavily and looked over to Loki. The god sat unmoving minus a few shivers, silent minus a pathetic whimper that he had uttered just as Tony sat him down on the couch.

In the better light, Tony felt more lost on how to fix him. The cut on his head poured blood at a sickening rate and he had ended up getting a towel to hold to the wound while he inspected him.

He was crying. Tony did not know why that was so shocking but it just was. Loki looked so broken sitting slumped over in pain. Slowly so he would not startle him he took his hand and raised it to hold the towel to his own head. Loki seemed to catch on and held it tighter, pressing to keep the blood staunched a bit.

Tony moved and slowly started figuring out how to unbuckle the armor. Slowly the shoulder pads slid off and so did the chest piece. Loki seemed to be relieved by their weight suddenly being gone and Tony could kinda see why. Bruises littered his chest from what he could see under the ripped shirt, and each piece of golden armor seemed to be at least 40 pounds.

The towel that had been a crisp white now looked to be a deep red, fully saturated in blood. Now that Tony looked up, his face had gone white and he was swaying lightly. There was no way they could go to a hospital. Tony blinked feeling more hopeless as a voice taunted to him about Thor explaining that gods could in fact die in battle.

Leaning Loki back against the couch and propping his head up high with a pillow he got up and ran to get his medical kit. Coming back he took the towel back from his wound, it had not been doing anything though Loki continued to cling on to it.

Okay Tony you could do this. Sure. You've sewn inner body suits before, you could do….skin…. The thought made him feel sick but there was no one else here. He vaguely wondered if Loki could just use magick to fix the problem. But the God didn't seem to be part of this world any more, just staring at the wall swaying dangerously. Just do it.

Tony leaned in and took out a sterol needle and thread. Muttering apologies and calling his name softly to keep his attention on him, he slowly fixed the wound shut. By the time he was finished blood covered his hands. But it was worth it to see the blood finally have slowed.

He took Loki's hand figuring that they were both so covered in shared blood it did not matter if his hands were dirty. Loki's head dropped and swayed to watch their hands connect and fell back to look up at Tony as he made him slowly stand up and led him to the bathroom.

An hour of coaxed cleaning and eventually getting Loki to change in to some of Tony's clothes, they were both back on the couch. Loki was sitting up even though he was shaking and still swaying a bit.

"Hey." Tony snapped his fingers in front of Loki's face a few times until he focused on him. Loki was rewarded with a small smile of encouragement and a fire whiskey. His hands were shaking to badly to hold it, with a small frown Tony helped him tip it back to drink.

It seemed to remind him where he was and after the glass had been emptied, he leaned back against the couch with an exhausted air. Tony smirked lightly and stood up moving to the bar to clean the glass and put it away.

"I told yah, a band aid and a strong drink. One hell of a band aid but still." There was no response minus the rustle of him shifting. Moving back over to look down at him, Tony saw that he had moved to lay down on his side curled up a bit nails digging in to his shoulders as he hunched in to a ball. He looked to be in extreme pain which Tony did not understand, this guy had gotten hurt worse and didn't break down like this.

"Are you hurt anywhere else? Come on buck up reindeer games." With a soft tap to his shoulder Tony moved to go around and sit on the couch by him. Loki didn't seem to move until he sat down. When he did Tony could hear him muttering something.

"What was that?" Tony leaned a bit closer to him.
"They took them, Stark." Loki whined out so softly that Tony had to practically lay on him to hear. Tony blinked not sure he had heard him right.

"Who took who now?" Who was there to take? You see Tony. This is what happens when you decide its fun to be with an insane god. But Loki looked seriously distressed and it was making Tony uneasy.

Loki shifted to sit up more and sigh shakily, wiping his face with his sleeve.

"My children. T-They took them back." Tony blinked eyes widening lightly. Oh yah Loki did have kids. 4 of them.

"That's terrible. Why? Who were they?" Not to mention who your kids are anyways. Another sniff and an erratic breath.

"My children are always in danger because of me Stark." He looked up to meet Tony's eyes. "Because of me." Tony blinked and swallowed hard.

"I'm sure it's not like that…" He started to try to find some sort of comfort. But he did not understand anything and this was supposed to be his enemy here. His enemy that he had just invited in to his house after meeting up several times, given him a drink and some clothing and literally stitched him back together, good job Tony. Great job.

"It is." Loki swallowed and shut his eyes, Tony gave him time and silence. He wanted stories.

"I have 4 children that are currently living…." Tony blinked. Right he had gotten confused and said 6 before.

"Their names are Fenrir, Hel, Jörmungandr and Slephnir…." Loki smirked lightly at Tony's confused look. "Fen, Hel, Jorm and Nir for short. They started calling each other those names when they met…" Another pause. After a good 5 minutes Tony chose to speak up again.

"You said you had 6 children earlier." Loki paused then looked up at him then back down at the floor with a shudder.

"I did. Two twin sons, Váli and Narfi…" A moment of quiet for Loki to wet his lips and try to catch his breath, he looked panicked and strained, Tony kinda wanted to put an arm around him to let him know he was okay but you know. That would be strange.

"Odin killed them. As a punishment to me. He." A pause. A distant blink. Tony snapped in front of his face after a moment of spacing out and he snapped back in to the world again. "He killed them. He turned one to a fox and made me watch as Váli slaughtered Narfi. They let Váli taunt his brother as if he was pray and tear in to him."

Tony felt sick. He leaned back against the couch steadying himself. Because Jesus that was not cool.

"They let Váli run in to the woods. T-They were only 2. How could he survive? The guards let me go after he was gone. Thor and I searched for days for him. Eventually Thor came back to me with a heart…." Loki stopped and shook his head. "That was all that was left of them…"

Tony chocked lightly and blinked. He needed a drink…. That was to awful. He could not even try to express how terrible everything sounded. Eventually he just put a hand on Loki's shoulder, lightly, cautiously. Surprisingly the touch seemed to weaken Loki's resolve, and he let himself fall in to Tony's lap. Tony didn't mind at all. So they both sat in silence, minus a few chocked sobs from Loki, with the gods head in Tony's lap as Tony played soothingly with his hair.

"They've h-hurt them all before. Every Asgardian. All as just children too. Now they have them b-back again." Tony simply chose to stay silent as Loki heaved another sob.

This didn't even look like Loki anymore. This was obviously not a god or whatever type of alien he was. He honestly just looked like a child that had tripped, skinned his knee and broke his favorite toy. Times a million.

"Why?" Tony blinked, "Why would they do all of this then?" Loki heaved another gasping breath and Tony put a hand on his shoulder to steady him.

"T-They've always told me, that I am going to kill everything. Every god and every living creature in the nine realms, ever sense I was a child. They think that my children will aid me in it." Tony blinked and shakily smirked.

"What a dream for a kid to have right?" Tony managed out through a sinking feeling in his chest. He could not help but wonder that if anyone had bothered to watch what they said in front of Loki when he grew up and just treated him normally, if maybe he would have turned out alright and not blown up New York and apparently some other world.

They went quiet for a long time. Tony just kept brushing Loki's hair back until their eyes both became tired. Eventually the two of them ended up fast asleep, Loki in Tony's lap and Tony's head resting on the back of the couch.

Tony was the first to wake up. Careful not to disturb Loki, Tony reached over and grabbed his phone. It was 3 am…. And he had 37 missed calls from Pepper. Taking a deep breath, Tony clicked his phone shut and tossed it to the other end of the couch and leaned back again petting Loki's hair a few times.

What was he doing...? He really needed to think before acting next time. Think before inviting a psycho panicking god in to his house and giving him clothes. Think before even going to meet up with him again. He should have thought before leaving a thank you note and some money.

He was an Avenger. He was Iron Man. He was dating a beautiful loving-in-her-own-way woman who had helped his life so much. He was Tony Stark.

He was not a criminal. He was not someone who hid criminals away. He was not dating, in love or in like with this god. ….but he was Tony Stark. Tony Stark was good at lying to himself….

Then Loki stirred under his hands. The god rolled from his side to look cautiously and sleepily up at him. All thoughts forgotten Tony smiled suddenly taken in by how Loki's green eyes seemed to turn a strange Aqua color in the light of the reactor in the pitch black room. He was surprised at the sudden rush of glee that filled every fiber of him as the tear stained god smiled softly back.

They stayed there like that silently watching each other. Loki reached up to touch Tony's reactor lightly. Tony blinked cautiously but soon relaxed when he realized Loki was simply curious and not bent on killing him, which he could have done in his sleep multiple times anyway.

Tony bent down lightly so that the reactor was above Loki instead of to the side. A thoughtful and yet uncaring look passed over Loki's face as he examined the blue glowing circle in the middle of Tony's chest. Eventually he dragged his gaze up to meet Tony's. Tony smiled lightly and after a moment the corners of Loki's mouth tugged upward too.

Suddenly Tony was aware how close they were together. A few inches away from each other's faces. Tony swallowed hard but didn't move away. Was it just him or was Loki moving closer. Heart rate accelerating in a probably dangerous way, Tony leaned forward a bit too as Loki's eyes moved to close.

They were about to touch when both of them jerked at a harsh ring tone from Tony's cell phone. Pepper…. Tony blinked and swallowed hard reaching out. He stared at the picture of the red head on the caller ID. Her hand was coming up to block the camera, her eyes rolling in annoyance. She was frowning.

There had been better pictures of her that Tony could have used. But he always felt as if that's how Pepper acted when she called him. Annoyed and tense. So the picture fit. He ignored the call then after a moment turned off his cell phone.

Tossing it behind him, Tony looked back down at Loki. The moment had broken in the panic but the god still lay on his lap looking up at him with a question in his gaze. Tony just shook his head.

"I had a date tonight. Guess we slept through it." Loki blinked and looked embarrassed and muttered something of an apology.

"Nah that's fine. I think this was a more pressing matter anyway." Tony half smiled half smirked down at him and was glad to see Loki smile lightly as well at the attention.

After a half hour of just studying each other and the outside sky from the window (it was still pouring rain) Loki moved to get up. Tony let him rather reluctantly.

"I should be going…." Loki muttered. "It's raining and I need to find a place to sleep before it gets too late."
"You could stay here." ….damn it Tony this is what everyone means when they say think before saying something. But Loki looked so surprised and rather touched by the offer that he couldn't bring himself to care. Geez what was his problem.

"Are you positive it's alright?" Loki whispered as if suddenly afraid he would be to loud to speak in a normal voice.

"Yah yah sure. You just slept half the night here anyway. Here, I'll show you the guest room on this floor. It's across from my room if you need anything. Feel free to use the shower to if you want to clean up a bit more." While he was explaining, Tony had led Loki down the hall. Across from his bedroom doors, there was a rather identical set. The rooms were pretty much identical in looks but Tony had made his more advanced in technology.

Soon they were standing each at their bed room door ways.

"Well. Good night Magic Hands." Tony said casually.

"Thank you for letting me stay." Loki interjected. Tony just smiled and nodded turning to close the door. But not before he heard a soft, "Good night Anthony." Tony remembered how Loki had said that he had liked the name Anthony and smiled as he tossed off his t-shirt and climbed in to bed.

He fought down the thoughts of a crazed Pepper and the concentrated on the warm fuzziness currently running through him. He heard the shower start up meaning Loki had taken him up on his offer to be clean. Tony fell asleep pretty quickly after that.

When he woke up Loki was gone. Though he felt a bit disappointed at first, it changed when he saw a golden and cream colored paper card on the pillow of the bed and written in green ink was a small note.

~Thank you for everything Anthony.

-Loki~

It was not much. But it made Tony smile as he turned to go and face Pepper. Right after a shower and a cup of coffee.