Faith In The Deceiver

Chapter 4

Tony would never admit how wonderful it was to hear JARVIS' voice welcome him into his house. Seeing his place here untouched made him feel a little better, but also told him how damaged S.H.I.E.L.D. was that they haven't gotten men out here to secure the place yet. He immediately ran downstairs to where the older models of his suits were. Loki followed.

Loki watched as Tony did his thing. Gathered what he needed, gave JARVIS some orders, checked his suits.

"We probably can't stay long, JARVIS download all files onto my portable system and get the suit updated. We might have some time before S.H.I.E.L.D. gets here, but we have no idea when. Who knows, even the guy behind all this might show up."

"That's already happened," said a voice from behind.

Tony's head snapped up from his computer and Loki whipped around. There stood a man, looking as ordinary as possible. He wore black pants with black boots along with a white v-neck shirt topped with a navy-blue overcoat. He had short brown hair and a bit of a stubble, but it was his eyes, that caused Loki to take a single step back.

His yellow eyes shone like the sun and bore into Loki's own green ones.

The three men stood in the silence.

It was Tony who straightened up and broke it.

"Who are you?" he said. The man smiled and took a few steps closer. Loki moved into the space between the man and Tony. He stopped walking.

"Is protecting people your new thing Loki? You've been doing it a lot lately."

"Who are you?" Loki asked this time.

"Does it matter?"

"Considering you literally just destroyed my life, I think yeah, it fucking matters!" Tony said as he came around the table. Loki held out his arm slightly to stop Tony from approaching anymore. They knew nothing of this man and from just what they've seen he's capable of more than they could possibly imagine.

"Ah, yes," he said. "simple that was really. You see though as much as it may seem like it, it's not all about you, Stark."

The smile never left the man's face. "Name's Casimir."

The tension in the room was suffocating and the smile on this man's face made Tony's blood boil. Who was this man and what did he want? Tony didn't know it and it seemed like Loki didn't either. To them he was a nobody.

Well, not anymore.

"So, who exactly are you?" Tony was getting tired of the question but he wanted an answer. The man, Casimir lifted his hand. Tony jumped as a small explosion went off on his desk. Loki moved but in a flash he was slammed up against the wall, a hand wrapped around his neck.

This man was fast and strong.

"Loki!"

"Ah, ah, don't move Stark." Casimir said holding a hand up to Tony.

"What are you a mutant or something?" Tony asked, he was getting a bit frantic now. Nothing made sense right now.

"Mutant, no. My origins are unimportant to you," he turned to Loki. "Making bombs was quite fun, usually I just do it on my own but as you see I needed to frame Tony."

"Why is that?" Loki said through gritted teeth. "What do you need Tony for?"

Casimir shrugged. "Boredom, but I don't need Tony for anything, he's done his job. Now it's your turn."

Loki looked at Casimir in confusion. With his free hand Casimir placed it upon Loki's abdomen.
"When the time is right, I'll be there," he said with a sick grin.

Tony thought he was confused before but now he was flat out lost like one would not believe. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his racing heart. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Casimir turned to Tony, his grin remained. "You don't know?" He turned back to Loki. "You haven't told him?"

Loki's face scrunched up in pain as he tried to pull the hand from his neck.

"Hah, Loki, Loki, three weeks and you haven't thought of a way to break the news?"

Loki's face fell. How did he know? How did man even know how long?

"Things got a bit crazy as you can see," the god retorted.

"The fuck is goin' on?" Tony shouted. He was done with being in the dark. He wanted answers to his fucking questions now.

"Your boyfriend is with child, Stark."

Tony didn't know anymore. He felt like he was losing his mind. Maybe he was. Maybe this wasn't really and he was drooling in some hospital, but he knew that wasn't true. This was all very real.

Casimir turned back to Loki. "You carry this baby full-term, and when the time is right, I will come."

"What do want with it?" Loki asked.

"Time, Loki, all in due time," he released Loki and stepped back. "Kill the child, and I'll be sure Tony and you live the rest of your lives in a torturous hell."

Then he was gone. As fast as he was there he was gone.

Loki slid down and sat on the floor, bringing his knees to his chest. Tony walked over to him and sat down across from him. "You're pregnant?" he asked.

"Yes," Loki said in a small voice.
Tony nodded. He had to remind himself that Loki was a god, Loki wasn't like humans, Loki was different and can do things.

"Were you ever going to tell me?"

Loki looked up at Tony. Tony had never seen Loki so lost.

"You were going to kill it." It wasn't a question. "Why would you still not tell me?"

"Ignorance is bliss. Isn't that what they say?"

Tony could shout. Could start to yell about how Loki should've told him, how it was his child too and that he had a say in its life. But he didn't, he was too tired. Too fucking worn out by everything that still made no sense.

"Why does he want our child?"

Loki shook his head. "Why is he doing anything that he's doing?"

Tony sighed. They had a shit load of questions and not a single answer. Tony scooted over next to Loki and wrapped his arm around his shoulder.

They decided to stay there for the night. Loki sat on the couch in some of Tony's clothes, the man had insisted he get out of that armour. He turned his head as Tony walked up from his lab.

"We have him on camera," he said. Loki looked at him questionably. "The security cameras caught everything. We can show it S.H.I.E.L.D."

"That might be what he wants. Even if we did and S.H.I.E.L.D. believed it what good would it do? They can't help us."

"You don't know that."

"Why would they want to help me?"

"You saved a lot of people on the Helicarrier."

"One right does not fix all the wrongs."

"No," Tony said and took a seat on the couch, "but it's a start."

Loki shook his head. "I am not-"

"I'm not saying to join our boy-band of heros, you probably won't even be offered."

Loki sighed, "They're not going to just start trusting me."

"And if they don't they're in their right minds." Loki rolled his eyes.

"And they're going to trust you again with all the shit piled against you?" Tony shrugged.

"Let's get some rest and we'll talk more in the morning, okay?" Tony said as he stood up.

"I'm sorry, Tony."

Tony watched as Loki's eyes began to fill with tears. Tony grabbed Loki's hands and hoisted him up off the couch and hugged him.

"I love you, okay? And nothing's going to change that. Am I mad you didn't tell me about this kid, yeah I am a little." Tony said. "Now we just have to work through this together, okay?"

Loki wrapped his arms around Tony. "I love you," he whispered into the crook of Tony's neck.

They stood like that and enjoyed the small moment of peace they had.

They knew it wouldn't last long, a lot of shit was coming their way, but they embraced the moment here and now.

Because that's all they had right now.