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"We've found him"

When the officer said this Tony never thought he had felt such fear since he had gotten back from Afghanistan. Sure they had found him but what state was he in? It had been several hours since they had lost him…Since he had run after some madman with a gun and then had disappeared.

If he were a mortal his fingers would be breaking from the pressure his fist was making on them. Loki had never been indebted to a mortal for anything. Yet because he was posing as a mortal because the situation dictated it a mortal had inadvertently saved his life. Not just any mortal. No…a rare one that had interested him as more than a diversion.

Tony came up and placed a sturdy hand on Loki's shoulder. He gave it a reassuring squeeze and smiled at him. He knew that Loki had difficulties on the whole…emotions front. He had lots of personal experience with that. Every time something went wrong with the suit and he was kind of put into mortal peril Loki would answer with sulking or anger until he held him so tightly that he was afraid he was going to break.

This may have started as a game for them but Tony could see that it was starting to get serious. Somehow this…geeky little genius had managed to raise the stakes without even asking them if it was okay. Now it wasn't just about a good time…now it was more than that.

Even worse to watch was the reactions the FBI team had when they were told Dr. Reid couldn't be found. It was clear from their faces this was something that had happened before. It hadn't ended well. He was guessing that Loki knew about it as well too. He wondered what the story was but now wasn't the time to press. Now they had to go and see what the damage was.

Looking at the hospital room door Spencer wondered if he could somehow fake his own death so that he didn't have to limp around in a cast again. It wasn't even a serious injury. It was superficial but still required a brace to heal properly. He sighed, the only thing to do was get out that door and get over it. It was a good thing that he had a lot of practice on crutches.

Coming out of the room Spencer thought that it was the most somber welcoming he had ever had. He could see the stress on the faces that turned to him and tried to smile for them. Hotch had a dark look on his face that seemed to say that they would be having a conversation later. J.J came up to him with a big hug and his phone rang to let him know that Garcia wanted to give him a piece of her mind. He sighed at least he was still able to do some field work.

Once they were rejoined with the rest of the team and the Avengers at the police season. Looking at all those faces looking up at him Spencer felt his hands start to tremble as he realized they were all looking at him for an explanation. He cleared his throat and started to explain what had happened.

Spencer had just shoved the Doctor aside when he saw who he suspected was the unsub turning and running around a corner. He had put in a quick call for backup and then had chased after him. Of course it was more of Morgan's thing to go chasing after unsubs but he couldn't risk him getting away. He managed to corner him down in an alley. The sharp turn he had taken made a shooting pain race up his leg and he gritted his teeth to deal with it.

It was strange. The unsub was looking with him. He was too far away for him to see his expression but his body pose said he was concerned…why? Spencer struggled up to his feet and raised his gun "Freeze!"

The man had cocked his head to the side with a curious motion and he called out to him "I'm afraid I can't do that doctor." And then…the world had gone black. When he had opened his eyes he had been shoved behind a dumpster and hidden from sight. Nothing seemed to have been taken which was surprising. In fact he was surprised he had woken up at all. He had looked for his radio and called in his location.

He hadn't seen enough to give a description of the man…but it did give them insight for the profile. He hadn't killed him, so he could have some moral motivation for his killings. Did he think he could summon Loki to avenge him for a wrong? Later Spencer had realized that something had in fact been taken…His notes about the runes being used. Why had the unsub taken that of all things?

With the explanation done they decided to break to decide what their next move was. When going to get more coffee, because frankly he earned it. Spencer found himself running into a solid wall of chest. He looked up and saw their expert looking down at him. He smiled shyly, the dream he had had still followed him. He tried to duck around but strong hands, much stronger than he had thought they were capable of gripped him forcing him to stay in that spot.

He could tell that the young genius was confused. Well he wouldn't be confused for much longer because it was time that he made a few things very clear. Using his magic he silenced the young doctor so that he would not be able to call out for help. He dragged him to a storage closet and pushed him towards the wall. "Now listen here mortal." His façade faded away and he stood before dear Spencer in his full glory "I am Loki, God of Mischief and very few are worthy of my attention. Don't ever think that you will ever be able to protect me and as I would like to keep you around in the future I request that you do not put yourself in harm's way again. Understand?" He sealed his declaration with a kiss before he pulled back smirking "I'll see you in your dreams." And left gracefully before Reid could pull himself together.

Leaving the closet with quite the pleased expression he ran into Tony whose sharp eyes narrowed on him. He returned to his 'mortal' form and cupped Tony's face with one hand "I have made a declaration to our subject of interest. Hopefully he will not do something so foolish again."

Tony arched a brow as he realized what Loki was telling him and shook his head "Your funeral…" He muttered, though he did feel it was good that someone had pointed out to the doctor that he was working for superheroes and chasing after dangerous bad guys should really be left to the pros with super abilities.

Bruce was back in his lab analyzing what he could of the chemicals that were found at the scene. He heard the doors open and Jarvis welcomed Thor into the lab. He was glad he decided to run the tests in his own personal lab rather than the one he shared with Tony. He decided he could use a break anyways and set down the slide he was looking at to welcome the god.

Every time Bruce turned and looked at him with a crooked smile and tired eyes Thor felt his heart race. He had once told Bruce that he made him feel like a mortal. It was an endearment that Bruce did not understand the depth of. Bruce made him feel vulnerable in ways he had never encountered. At the time Bruce had just shaken his head at him in that way he had and continued on. Now Thor wrapped his arms around his genius and pulled him close.

Surprised by how tender the arms around him were Bruce closed his eyes and leaned into it. He hadn't been around a lot and he knew that Thor was suffering for it. He was a very physical person and liked to be reassured through touch. He smiled and decided there was nothing here that couldn't wait until morning. He turned and wrapped his arms around Thor's neck and pulled him close.

Hardly believing that they were going to do it in the lab Thor felt his excitement race. He made sure to be on his best behavior as he found a cleared lab table for them and pushed Bruce back onto it. He smiled down at him and knew they would have to be careful. Even though Bruce and the Hulk had reached an…understanding of sorts. They had to make sure not to accidently trigger him. He pushed up the favored purple shirt and his smile deepened with love at the skin bared before him. There was nothing that was going to stop him this time.

The Avenger's tower was quiet and Steve found himself unsettled by it. Even though he knew logically everyone was simply preoccupied in their own space it was still slightly disturbing. He had asked Jarvis for the locations of all the Avengers two times already and even though the AI couldn't get frustrated he knew that he was pushing that theory if he asked again. Tony and Loki were in Tony's rooms. Bruce was in his Lab and Thor was with him. Clint and Natasha were…Location Unknown. Maybe it wasn't the quiet that was disturbing him.

He lowered his head to the cool glass of the window and wondered why he was leader if he felt so weak without a certain someone by his side. He was supposed to be the strong one. Invulnerable. Yet right now he felt like he had a gaping hole that he couldn't show anyone. When arms wrapped around his waist he tensed instinctively until he felt the strap of Clint's quiver pressing into his back. He gave a sigh of relief "Clint…" He murmured softly.

His Captain was tense. Clint unbelted his quiver and gently laid it on the ground as he turned around the historic leader. He had a small smile as he saw that haunted look on Steve's face. Steve was a terrible liar. He always said it was fine when Clint went off on these missions but he knew that he wasn't. He knew that he waited and wondered and worried every minute that he was gone. He and Natasha had gotten back as fast as they were able but it still wasn't soon enough it seemed.

The Avengers had gotten involved in some FBI investigation while he was gone and he had heard that Loki was helping them on the down low. That was a big deal. If Loki was helping them then whatever it was was serious. Much more than just some random killings with markings.

But that wasn't important right now. He nuzzled Steve's neck and pressed a tender kiss to it. "I got back as soon as I could Cap."

Smiling at the nickname even though Steve had protested it at the beginning he curled his arms around Clint and pulled him close, he felt like he could breathe for the first time. "That's a good solider…" He cleared his throat, he wasn't really the sort to do this type of thing, but Clint had expressed his interest in this sort of thing and he decided that for him he would give it a shot. "Perhaps I should give you a…private commendation?"

For a minute Clint had blinked in shock as he realized two things simultaneously. First Steve hadn't pushed about the nickname…and he even seemed to be…roleplaying? He grinned manically as he stepped back and started pulling Steve back to their room "Yes sir…I'll need a complete debriefing…might take all night."

The lust in Clint's eyes gave him the encouragement that he needed to continue. "Well let's get started solider."

In their own rooms Tony was laying with his arm around Loki. It had been his turn to top and he was still grinning in satisfaction. He sighed and finally voiced the question he had been thinking about since Loki had revealed himself to Spencer earlier. "Why did you do it?" It was simple and straight to the point.

Loki hummed lazily before he smiled darkly "Because…I don't plan on giving him up." He thought about Spencer's mind and thought it was high time he paid it another visit.

Mostly a lovey dovey chapter but more from our unsub in the next chapter. And don't think I left Natasha out of a love match!