Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long to the few people who actually read this story. Loki's past is catching up with him, in this chapter.

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Chapter 7 'Family' Reunion

Thor dropped Loki to the ground even as The Avengers and the Asgardiens made to help him. Loki though flung himself at the figure holding the gun with a cry. "Weyland don't shoot him. He's my brother and the others are my friends."

"Brother? You finally found your family kid," the man asked moving out of the forest and into the dying light. He was tall with a well muscled torso, a bulging pack on his back, and wearing a leather work apron. He was bald but didn't seem old in his movements as he wrapped his arms around Loki's shoulders and gave Loki a quick hug after he flicked the safety back on. Thor watched them curiously. "What happened here, kid?"

"The Chitauri," Loki replied stepping away from his mentor. "And no I haven't found my family and what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you, kid, I tried to contact Odin and got no answer, so I took my vacation early. It took me days to find this place," Weyland said, "How did you survive?"

"I wasn't here," Loki said looking down. "Heimdell got sick and I had to make the deliveries."

Weyland nodded and wrapped his arms around Loki, "It is alright," he breathed.

"We should make a camp," Steve said when Weyland let Loki go again.

"We won't have to," Loki said. "My old workshop is still functional. We can spend the night there. Bruce is there already, I was coming to get you." He led the way towards the ruins of his old shop.

"Is your workshop still working," Weyland asked in standard so no one could eavesdrop.

"Yes it is, but everything is gone from the house," Loki replied in the same language. With a tap of his belt he flew down the whole while Weyland followed him down the ladder.

"Actually you didn't lose everything," he said as they both reached the floor. He moved away from the ladder and dropped his pack carefully to the ground stirring up some dust. He rummaged around and pulled out a brown paper wrapped parcel. "This got mixed in with my things when I left."

Loki took the package and his hands trembled when he unfolded an emerald green blanket edged with silver and black. "I thought this was gone forever," he breathed before burying his nose in the fabric.

"What is it," Thor asked rubbing the fabric between two fingers. The material was soft wool and somewhat familiar to his touch.

"This was the blanket I was found with," Loki explained. "If my family ever showed up they would have to describe what I was left with." He ran his fingers over the fabric again then folded it and tucked the cloth into his pack. He looked around and took in The Avenger's appearance. "I've got blankets and food in that closet over there." He pointed to the side of the room and Bruce went over to find the things. "It all should still be good," Loki added.

"Good, and do you have a medical kit? We need to change Tony's bandages," Natasha said as she helped Clint and Steve lower Tony into the building. Clint climbed down and dropped Tony's armor to the ground with a clank.

"Hey watch the armor," Tony exclaimed.

"It is already ruined," Clint said with a shrug.

"I can fix it," Tony argued.

"I have something better then a medical kit," Loki said, "I have a medunit." They looked at him with some confusion and Loki made his way to the back, where a long table sat. The table was padded and strongly resembled a doctor's table hooked up to wired and a large metal ring hovering around the bench.

Loki gestured for Tony to follow him, and to lie down at the table. Tony limped over clutching his bad leg and his chest. "Loki is you sure this thing still works," he asked.

"Yes," he replied. "Get on." He patted the table and coughed at the dust his motion raised. Natasha handed him a rag and he quickly wiped down the machine before allowing Tony to climb on.

"Well this can't hurt," Tony muttered as he laid down. "Wait this won't affect my arc reactor, will it?"

"It shouldn't," Loki replied as he started the machine and moved the ring over Tony's chest. The machine hummed softly as a soft blue light fell over his chest causing him to hiss in pain. Natasha moved forward but Weyland stopped her.

Tony suddenly relaxed, "Oh Gods that feels better."

Loki grinned, "I'm glad. Give the machine one more minute then I can fix your leg as well."

Tony nodded and Natasha relaxed and went off to help with the cooking. Loki repeated the process with Tony's leg and fixed it as well. He shut off the machine and moved the ring to the end so Tony could get up.

"That was cool. How does it work? Can I take a look at it tomorrow," he asked rapidly.

"First you need to eat," Loki interjected. "And I would appreciate if you did not take apart my machines. I have blueprints for that machine and you are free to use my equipment to fix you armor."

"Thanks I'll do that tomorrow," Tony said.