Aaahh this took me soo long to update . But hopefully only two more chapters to go =D
The room was minimal, almost bare, and extremely dull. As Tony slowly woke up he noted that he was definitely not in Stark tower (obviously not enough money had been spent on this room) and there was a warm weight in his hand. Tony looked over in the direction of his hand and become aware of pale fingers that had entwined with his while he had slept, the next thing he noticed was Banner sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed seemingly drained from the events that had previously transpired.
"Tony, you're finally awake." Banner spoke quietly, exhaustion lacing his voice.
"Erm… yeah, what exactly happened?" As Tony spoke he attempted to sit up in his bed, but before he had moved more than an inch excruciating pain flared up all over his body forcing him to stay where he was.
"Oh, yeah that's what happened. Why is it always me?"
Tony immediately regretted saying that after he, carefully, turned his head to look at Loki lying in the bed next to his. His neck was swollen with the force of which it had been grabbed, the redness of bruises starting to form, spanning all the way up to his jawline. Before Tony could get too angry at the state Loki was in Fury strode into the room, his gaze immediately darted to the currently intertwined hands and he halted before turning to Banner.
"Now, will you please tell me why a terrorist from another world is currently holding hands with the countries favourite playboy?!"
"Perhaps you should pull up a chair; you will most definitely need it." Both Fury and Tony listened intently to Banner as he explained every single event leading up to this moment, even though Tony already knew everything it wasn't like he had anything better to do. A good while later after much explaining, and a thoroughly surprised Nick Fury, Banner suggested that he should probably go and tell the others what exactly had happened since they would find out sooner or later. As Banner stood to leave the room Fury also stood;
"Banner, you go on ahead and tell the others. There is something I need to do."
Fury strode purposefully into the holding cell where Thor was currently 'staying', he was there with a purpose and he wasn't going to mince his words.
"I don't know how you do things in your world but we cannot allow you to take Loki back to Asgard."
"He is one of us and we decide what consequences he must suffer for his actions." Thor's deep voice seemed to rumble around the cell where he stood.
"Oh? I was under the impression he was adopted and not even from Asgard." Thor narrowed his eyes at Fury, annoyed at how casually he dismissed him.
"I cannot understand how you Midgardian people can put up with abominations like him."
Hmm, don't mean to be rude but I can certainly see why your 'brother' tried to kill you." With that Fury marched out of the room knowing that he had Bested Thor, or at least pissed him off slightly. He re-entered the room where Tony and Loki were staying seeing that the god of mischief was finally awake, albeit not looking the best. Loki saw the guards stationed at the door to the room and turned to Fury,
"You should know by now that they can't keep me in here."
"They are not here to keep you in; they are here to keep Thor out." Loki's face fell at the mention of a brother that once was and a family he always wanted, even needed, his voice filled with sadness at that which is forever lost.
"Do not call him that. He is no brother of mine." Fury narrowed his good eye and studied Loki intently for a few, rather uncomfortable, moments.
"For all that's happened, was any of this actually your fault?"
"Of course it was. If it wasn't for me being who I am none of this would have ever happened." At that, Tony released their entwined fingers and gently slapped Loki on the wrist.
"Don't you dare say that, none of this is your fault and I will not hear any more of it!" Tony turned his gaze to Loki and stared at him intently, trying to get his point across. After a short silence Fury cleared his throat commanding their attention,
"Well, I will leave you two to ahem, talk or something." Tony waited until Fury had left the room and the door was closed before speaking,
"You know that practically none of this is down to you and I never want you to feel guilty for anything that has happened."
"Everything was ruined Tony, and for so many years I blamed myself and still do. It's going to take a very long time to adjust and to get over everything that has happened." Tony took a breath getting ready to talk again, possibly rant, but Loki cut him off before he had a chance.
"Although, I do promise to try, it seems it is all I can do." Loki gave him a weak smile before noticing, to hi horror, Tony was attempting to get out of the bed despite his extensive injuries; courtesy of Thor.
"What are you doing!? You are going to end up hurting yourself even more, you idiot!"
"Oh just shut up will you." Loki watched in silence as Tony somehow managed to get out of bed and make his way over to Loki, a constant look of pain on his face, before he lay down next to Loki and pulled the bed sheets over both of them. Tony looked Loki straight in the eyes,
"Don't even think about talking, just sleep." Tony wrapped a possessive arm around Loki, seemingly protecting him even as they both drifted off the sleep.
A while later Banner re-entered the room seeing the two men practically snuggled in the bed together. A flash of loss flickered over his face before he moved over to a sleeping Tony,
"At least you are happy." Banner spoke quietly and ran a gentle thumb over Tony's cheek before he quietly left the room.