"Stop!", Thor shouted, but it was already too late.
Tony had aimed at Loki´s chest and hit exactly where he wanted. Loki couldn't move fast, because of his wounds and was therefore sent against the nearest wall.
"Argh...", he gasped, cry stuck in his throat. The flagged wall broke into thousands of pieces and Loki fell forward, crashing to the ground.
Without moving he stayed lying there and blood dripped from his mouth.

"LOKIII!", Thor cried, immediately bending down to lift him up. He turned him around in his arms. The blonde´s breath caught when he saw the result of Tony's energy push, what it had done to Loki.
Normally you would have to apply the 8-fold strength to add wounds or pain to a God like to a normal human, but Loki was already weakened and Tony used more energy than it normally would be the case, this could end fatally.
Loki lay bleeding in Thor`s arms. He had closed his eyes there didn´t seem to be any respiration. However this was difficult to see exactly, because it seemed as if his chest strangely compressed where Tony had hit him and he was all over with blood.
Thor´s hands began to tremble and his eyes filled with tears.
Weak glowing green threads formed out from his chest, laying down on the wound and disappearing in it. They heard it crashing and cracking and after a short time Loki´s chest was rebuilt, but afterwards the magic vanished. But Thor was fine with, it was a sign of life and Loki´s body had been able to cure itself still so far that he couldn't suffocate, but it gave him trouble that his magic didn't continue!

He still hung motionless in his arms, breathing weakly and bleeding practically everywhere. Thor bent over to him, stroke his long black hair and leant his forehead to his.
His tears dripped onto his cheeks, rolled down along his jaw and fell to the ground.
"Please...please, do not die. Awake... Loki, please, wake up.. ", he whispered desperately.
"Do not do this to me."

Tony stood still in the door frame and looked down at the two.
He swallowed hard and lowered his arm. 'What have I done? He didn't attack us and didn't try to kill us.'. Feelings of guilt boiled up in him.
He could have killed him when he had touched him inappropriately, or blackmail him with his death, but he hadn't done it. He had even taken up with the Chitauri alone and because nothing had appeared in the news, he hadn't destroyed buildings or had injured people.
It was a short circuit reaction, which he regretted now.
Quickly, he also bent down to them.
"Hurry up! We must patch him up, otherwise he'll bleed to death and I think that his respiratory tract is blocked!", he spoke clearly and patted Thor on the shoulder.
Thor clenched his fist and was about punching him in the face, but he saw the regret in his eyes when he looked up with watering eyes and could still manage to control himself.
With Loki in his arms he got up and brought him to the bed in his room. His shirt was quickly removed and Tony was already coming with a wet cloth to wipe the blood off Loki´s chest, enabling them to see more.

Deep cuts were to be seen, but as Thor felt the breastbone and the ribs, they felt not broken and, relieved, he inhaled deeply. However, he noted that Loki was only breathing haltingly.
"Suck the blood out of his lungs!", Tony called to him. None of them had noted that the others had woken up by their noises and stood in the doorframe. They silently watched, only Bruce operated. He ran to the kitchen, quickly fetched a needle and thread and ran back.
He pushed Tony to the side and got down to provisionally stitch the wounds together. When Loki was recuperated, he could cure himself fully, but now the bleeding had to be stopped first.
Tony started set the bones in his arms and legs again and to clean the wounds from the fight with the Chitauri.

In the meantime, Thor had bent down to Loki, kept his nose closed and tried to suck the blood out of his lungs. That was easily said, but it was done with way more difficulty because he also had to breathe anyhow.
"I-it does not work.", he desperately shouted and was again near the tears.
"Don't continue trying to suck the blood out, but help him breathing, the rest comes by itself.", Bruce spoke in an unusually quiet tone. Even if he was a ticking time bomb, he controlled himself very well.
Thor acted like he was told and now continuously pressed air into the body beneath him. In the background he heard Bruce say that Tony should massage his chest, what he did shortly after. The wounds were sewn and thus it went well, without more injuries.
'Please, wake up!', Thor thought begging and several tears rolled down his cheeks.
The next moment, he could feel Loki drawing breath by himself and he let go of him. Shortly after he heard him choking and a flood of blood left his mouth.
Stertorously and wheezy, Loki opened his eyes and looked into the ones of Thor. He opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes rolled back and his limbs relaxed once more. Stunned, Thor looked down on him and then to Bruce. Bruce laid a hand on his shoulder and pointed at Loki´s chest.
"He seems to breathe steadily. The loss of blood probably makes him unconscious, but he hasn't lost too much blood, so also if he looks pale, I have seen worse and they have survived it then.", he said, exhausted.
Then he said that he had to leave the room now and Thor nodded, thanking him silently in this way.

Also exhausted, he sat down on the edge of Loki´s bed and stroked his hair softly. The biggest wounds were mended, the bones were set right and he was breathing regularly. Fair enough, they couldn't do more for him at the moment, because hospital was excluded.
Tony was just putting a bowl with cold water and a cloth on the bedside table. We should let him rest. You will certainly remain with him, won´t you? If there is anything I can do, just tell Jarvis, he'll give me a message. ", he then said quietly and left the room together with the others.
He explained to them what had happened, but Clint and Natasha were still distrustful, but they said nothing more when Tony hissed at them nastily.

Thor looked out of the window and saw how the sun rose. Now it was half past four and he felt how all his power had left his body.
With pleasure he would let Tony pay for his actions, but he seemed to be penitent and even helped in the end. But this was still no excuse for his attack.
He lay down next to the trickster and placed the blanket over them. So he could manage to sleep a little and was at the same time able to feel if Loki's condition was getting worse.

Bruce came quietly about midday and saw the two of them sleeping near together. He had to hide a smile and slowly came to the bed. Thor opened his eyes in alarm, but saw that it was only Bruce and relaxed again.
"I would like to inject something that will help him.", Bruce murmured quietly and raised a syringe. Thor looked at this doubtfully and looked over to his brother.
A little bit surprised, he found out that his sewed wounds had become smaller. Apparently he had awoken from the faint and was sleeping now.
Bruce also recognised this, went to Loki and laid a hand on his shoulder. He woke up startled and wanted to jump out of the bed when he saw the syringe, but he was overtired. It could be anything in there; poison, acid, drugs, but maybe also a cure. With a sweat covered forehead he still stared at the syringe. But his body hardly moved, because he was still too weakened.
"Don't you recognize this? I have also given this to you when you first came to us – as Gabriel.", Bruce quietly spoke and brought the syringe closer to Loki´s eyes.
Loki recognised the liquid despite his blurred view, but was still too distrustful and gently shook his head.
As a result, Bruce nodded and laid the medicine on the bedside table. "If you change your mind.", he said quietly and left the room again.

"Nice to see that you are already feeling better.", Thor said softly and stroked Loki´s hair. He winced at the touch and looked up at him.
"W-what has happened? And why was Banner being so nice to me?", he asked with a quiet and broken voice. Thor explained what had happened, after Tony had shot him.
Loki then was voiceless and a little bit confused. He had never experienced that much forgiveness.
"Sleep now. You need to rest.", Thor spoke again softly and smiled at him. Within seconds he also was back in the country of dreams.

Tony hadn't slept any more.
He was angry! Angry at Thor.
He was almost sorry that he had shot Loki, but not because it was Loki, but because he wasn't Gabriel any more. There was no Gabriel; it had only been lies and deception. But then he wanted to have Loki, but he seemed to have orientated himself more towards Thor. Nevertheless, his advances had been clear!
He punched the bag before him, which hung from the ceiling. That way he could diminish his aggressions at least a little bit. Thor snatched his Gabriel or Loki or however away from him!
'I won't allow this!'