i added a 1000 words to last chapter, but it didnt come up as an update. you may need to re-read last chapter.

A G-man stood surveying the warehouse. He walked over and removed his sunglasses. He looked down and dialled his mobile. He listened quietly and heard the faint echo of it ring nearby. He walked with another agent towards the sound. He stopped as he saw three dead agents.

He gasped as he knew these men. He was just talking t them. He checked for signs on life but they were dead. He looked down at the knife in one man's chest and then glanced up at the chain dangling from the rail on the stairs. He then saw the broken broom handle and saw one end was covered in blood and something else. Agent Coulson put his hand to his mouth and swallowed hard when he figured it out.

His phone rang. "Director Fury. Yes I am here, but Loki is not. I don't think he did this thou." He nodded to the cleanup crew.

"Agent Coulson if it wasn't Loki who was it?"

"I don't know, maybe he has a friend."

"He doesn't have his staff, and Thor said he was to be stripped of his magic."

"Sir, there is something else. The van is gone. I have tracked it to a nearby hospital. I will go check it out. It seems strange that Loki would go to a hospital."

"You think they got the wrong man?"

"No, but I have something with blood on it that we can compare to the sample we took from him when we were in Stuttgart." Coulson pulled out and evidence bag and placed the pole into it.

Coulson walked with purpose through the hospital. He checked his phone and the directions to where Loki was. He stood outside the door for a moment then opened it. He saw a young woman smeared in blood, holding Loki's hand as he lay in pain. He was bandaged and had his lower leg and arm in a cast. He was covered in bruises and scratches. Coulson wondered how much was caused by his men. She looked up at him. "Yes?" He walked over and looked down at the chart. He raised his eyebrow at the name on it.

"Loki Gleeson? That doesn't some very Nordic."

"It's Celt." She responded. Loki recognised the voice and turned slowly. He glanced up and Coulson looked at his eyes. He recognised him.

"Hello Agent Coulson. See for years I thought my name was Odinson, then I found out it was Laufeyson. But now my real father is dead and I have no desire to follow Odin so...I am kind of without a name, so I took hers."

"You know him?" she turned to Loki.

"Loki why did you kill my men?" he continued to read his chart.

"I didn't." He said short and quiet. He turned his head. Coulson exhaled as he read the injuries. He then looked up at her. "She did." Loki didn't feel he was dobbing her in. He was proud that she came to his rescue.

"It was a fair fight, they deserved to die." She knew that there was no point in lying. She knew Loki was dangerous. She glared at Coulson. "But you have kinda thought that. You know what they did to him. Three against one..."

"Yes. I know. But I hardly think it justifies death." Coulson put down the chart.

She stood up defiantly. "I think you need to speak to his doctor. Let him tell you of the injuries you cannot see!" she turned back to Loki and hugged him. Coulson lowered his head.

"No. I saw the implement they used." He turned and walked out. Loki reached up and stroked her face with his bandaged hand.

"Thank you for saving me. Although I'm not totally sure why." He smiled softly through the pain.

"You stupid fool!" she cried. She held him close and he winced in pain. "I love you silly!"

"Oh. Really?" she pulled back to look him in the eyes.

"Yes, of course. You think I would kill people for you? To protect you? You are helpless without your magic."

"I have all my memories. I remember what we did. I guess I shouldn't have run off."

"I think they would have found you anyway. You can't live in fear of them. Look, I'm going to find the doctor and see how long you will stay here." She kissed his hand and left.

Coulson watched her leave and then picked up his phone. "Yes, ready now. Move him to the psych ward."

A nurse came in and looked down at him. "Are you in pain still?"

"Yes." Loki replied weakly. She put a needle in the IV bag and turned to him.

"Hope this helps." Loki sighed as he felt the morphine wash over him and he blacked out.

She stood in an empty court room hands cuffed. Still coved in blood. She looked up at the judge and around at the few people in the room. "You are to be held without bail for the triple murder at the warehouse."

"What? They were attacking a helpless man!"

"Who? There was no one else there." She gasped. She knew they were trying to cover it up.

"Oh, so I'm free to go, there clearly isn't an offence being committed." She spotted the G-man from the hospital. "So if Loki doesn't exist, then those men in suits and dark glasses never kidnapping anyone. Nor were they beating and raping him with an object till he passed out from the pain?" She stood aggressive. The judge looked over to Agent Coulson and back to the woman.

"Three men are dead and you are responsible, those are the facts."

"And if Loki went to the police to have them charged, would they ever face trial? No I highly doubt their crimes would ever reach the light of day!" She held up her cuffs.

Loki woke dazed and groggy. He was in a different room from before. There was no window. The walls were all smooth and white. There was a long box in the centre of the room with a foam mattress on it. He sat up slowly and rubbed his head. He closed his eyes and begged for a familiar face. He opened his eyes and Erik stood before him.

"Erik! Thank goodness. I need help!"

"How did I get here?"

"You aren't really here; it's a mental astral projection." Loki reached out to him and his hand passed through him to demonstrate. Erik jumped back and was confused about being a hologram. He moved cautiously towards him.

"I have questions, like what did you do to me?" he tapped his head. "It's like you shoved every book ever written into my head and they are all talking at me at once."

"I used the memory stone to give you my knowledge, ancient knowledge. I knew you would understand the tomes." Loki groaned as he moved. His ribs hurt.

"You look like shit."

"Yeah I feel like it too." Loki laughed slightly and coughed then groaned in pain. "Oh I shouldn't laugh!" Erik relaxed and moved towards him. "Please come to me, help me. They took away my girlfriend and now I'm worried they may come back and do worse than what they did before." Loki held up his hands to his face and uncoordinatedly wiped his tears. Erik reached over but could not touch him.

"Ok, just wait. But I will need to know more. I will need you to sort out my head." Erik disappeared.

Erik stood in the lab back at SHEILD. He gasped and looked down at his hands. He picked up a cup and was relived he wasn't a hologram any more. He picked up his phone and dial Coulson.

"Erik? What is it?"

"It's Loki."

"What about him?"

"I had a weird dream, but I wasn't asleep. He was in a white room with only a basic bed. He was bandaged and in casts. He had injuries and was in a great deal of pain."

"Oh?" Coulson tried not to let on. "What do you think you saw?"

"I think I saw him, but I don't think he was on Asgard. He looked like he was weak as a kitten. He was quite scared, but I don't know of whom. He said he could explain what he did to my mind. He said he gave me all his knowledge."

"You understand it?"

"It's all so scrambled. But he will tell me how to control it."

There was a pause from Coulson. "Ok, yes, if you can get him to cooperate I will make sure he is under your control."

Loki sat in the corner of his room facing the door. He sat with his legs bent up and forearms around his shins. He kept an eye on the door waiting.

Erik stood outside the door. He took a deep breath and wondered if he should go in. He slowly pushed open the door. He saw Loki cowering in the corner sobbing. He walked towards him. He stopped when his head rose up. He saw the pain and suffering be replaced with a sort of desperate hope. Loki held out his hand. "Erik I need help."

"Loki what is going on, why are you hurt? I thought you could heal yourself? Are you not a God?" Erik crouched down beside him and was immediately embraced.

"I have no magic. Odin has made me mortal to punish me." His lips brushed Erik's neck. His hot tears now on his cheek. Erik pushed him back and looked over him. Loki's lower leg and forearm was in a cast. He was only covered by his bandages and ill-fitting hospital gown. Erik helped him up and assisted him to his bed. Loki shuddered slightly, trying to keep his pain to a minimum.

"You seem to be in a bad way. How long will you stay here to recover?"

"I was hoping you could help me. Please take me away from here. I don't feel safe." Loki looked around and saw the door was wide open to his cell. Erik lifted his bruised and battered legs up onto the bed and picked the sheet up from the floor. He covered him and sat down close to his shoulders. He placed his hand on his head to reassure him. He didn't know why, but he felt compelled to help him.

"I don't know if I can. You have caused so much death and destruction, I don't think they would let you live in peace." Loki rolled onto his side and moaned as it was on his broken ribs. He put his arm over Selvig's legs and placed his head on his lap. He heard him softly sob. Erik placed his hand on his side and patted him gently. "Look, you need help and I don't know if I can be of much use. The doctors and nurses here will take care of you. I will make sure of it."

Loki sat up and placed his arms around his neck and held him as firmly as he could. He could feel him shaking. "I hate this mortal body! It's so weak." He cried. "Please don't leave me. They took my girlfriend from me and now I think SHEILD is going to hurt her or use her against me."

"Wait, did you say girlfriend? Is this another of your hypnotised followers?" Loki pushed back and looked angry.

"No! She found me injured at Stark tower and helped me heal. She made a deal with the All-father to watch me and she asked that if I was to be banished that he sent me to Midgard and if he had to punish me, take my magic. Which I am kinda regretting agreeing to."

"I guess Odin knew who much you relied on your powers more than you." Selvig rubbed his own head in confusion. "So why did SHEILD take her?"

"They captured me and she tracked them down and killed them as they were.. well.." Loki held out his hands and looked down at his body. "Exhibit a". Selvig nodded. He lay back down and turned his head away and silently cried. Erik went to touch him but this time Loki pulled away. "Maybe you're right, maybe I am beyond help. Maybe I deserve this."

"I can't fathom what you are going through." He stroked his hair gently. "But you have to let someone help you.

"I need help, but I don't like that I am so helpless." He turned his head and Selvig saw his distress. "I can't do anything for myself. I'm so powerless." He pulled up his gown to his chest and reviled his wet diaper. "I can't even control when I have to go to the bathroom." Selvig put his hand on Loki's and pulled his gown back down.

"Ok, wait here. I'll get some help."

"No! Please. I have been humiliated enough." Loki begged. Erik nodded and left him.

"I'll be back soon."

Loki watched the open door and wondered about escape. He knew he wouldn't get far. Selvig returned with a trolley. He pushed the cart next to the bed and began to rummage through. He picked up and needle and a small vial.

"This is morphine, it should mask some of your pain." He passed and looked down at him. "Unless you don't think I should inject you."

"No, please take away the pain." Erik pulled up the sleeve on his gown and hesitantly injected him. Loki smiled as he felt better. "I take it that worked?" Loki nodded. Erik then carefully lifted Loki's gown and unfastened his soaked diaper. He tossed it in the waste bag hanging off the trolley. He shuddered when he saw the blood stain. He carefully placed a clean diaper under him and fastened it. He pulled out some hospital pants and slipped them carefully over his cast and up his damaged legs.

Loki lay quietly. Erik brushed the hair from Loki's face and smiled. "Just wait, I will go get a wheel chair to move you." Loki smiled and was relieved that he was leaving.

Erik wheeled the chair close to the bed and reached down and put his arms around Loki's chest and helped him up. He assisted him into the chair and draped the sheet over him. As he tucked him in Loki reached up to him. His face was in close proximity to his. Loki softly kissed his cheek. Selvig ignored him and began to push the wheel chair out.

He pulled into his drive way and helped Loki out into the wheelchair. He pushed him up to the door. He wheeled him into the spare bedroom and pulled back the bedding before helping him into bed. Loki was pretty doped up and not helping much. He tucked him in and sat on the side on the bed for a moment.

"I hope you feel better soon." He sighed and got up to leave. He walked to his own room and got ready for bed. He lay down starring at the ceiling and worried about what was going on. He tried to rest but there was so many thoughts running through his head. He understood so many more things. He just saw things so clearly. He also seemed to understand Loki's thought process. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on him.

Loki said he would be able to pinpoint the info and get a clear answer. He saw a flash of him. he was younger. Sitting reading a book in the garden and Thor knocking the book out of his hands and began to wrestle with him. he pinned Loki down and then began to tickle him. he saw him laughing and genuinely happy.

Selvig shook his head and opened his eyes. He wondered how he accessed this. Had Loki put part of his mind in his? He reached over to turn off his bedside lamp when he heard a scream and then banging and crying.

"No! Please stop! I'm sorry!" Erik pushed open Loki's door and turned on the light. He saw him on the bed, jammed up against the wall. He was trapped in his blankets and punching at the wall. He had made dents in the plaster board. He quickly placed his hands on him to settle him down.

"Loki! It's just a dream! You're ok!" Loki turned suddenly and was shaking. "Calm down, you're safe."

"Huh? Where is she?" Loki struggled to sit up. He fell back on the bed in pain. "Ahh!"

"Loki ill get you something for the pain." He placed his hand on his forehead. "Oh, you're burning up." Erik got up and walked out to the lounge. He picked up his phone and paused, wondering if he should call Coulson. He put down the phone and grabbed some medication. He walked back to the bedroom and handed Loki some pills and a helped him sit up.

"Swallow these and you should feel a bit better." Loki complied and then sipped the glass of water that Erik held. He lay back down and seemed much calmer. "Now try and get some rest. Remember, no one is going to hurt you. just rest." He got up and turned off the lights.

The sun shone through the window and Erik woke with his head still bussing with ideas. He stared at his tired face in the mirror and washed his face to wake up. He wondered out to the kitchen and turned on the percolator. He yawned and wondered down to the bedroom to check on Loki. He tried to open the door but it was jammed. He put his coffee down on a small table and banged the door with his shoulder to shove it open.

There was something hard against it. "Loki?! what are you doing?"

"Go away!"

"Stop being childish and open the door!" he shoved it again and managed to move the blockage. It was a small table. He saw Loki sitting on the bed clutching a pillow. "What's wrong?" He moved over to him with his hands up. "It's ok, I'm not going to hurt you." He placed his hand down on his leg and Loki looked down and away. "What are you afraid of?"

"I don't have my magic, how can I defend myself?"

"You don't need to." He pulled back the sheet and saw the wet patch on the bed. He looked down and his pants and realised Loki had wet himself. "Oh, look, come to the bathroom and we will get you cleaned up." Loki reluctantly climbed out of bed and he put his arm over Erik's shoulder to support him.

Loki stood awkward and held on to the shower door. Erik squatted down and pulled off his pants and put them in the washing machine. He undid the back of his gown and then turned to turn on the tap. He started to fill the sink with hot soapy water. Erik paused and placed his hands on Loki's hips. He felt a bit embarrassed and then realised Loki must feel worse. He carefully undid his soiled nappy.

Loki looked away and moaned softly. Erik saw the mess was stained with blood. Loki placed his hand on his stomach and held it. Erik took the diaper and put it in the trash. He came back to see him standing unsure. Loki's bruises were now very prominent. They covered his body and were clearly darker where his ribs were broken. He had a few internal injuries that they had to fix with surgery. He seemed frail and timid. Erik turned off the water in the sink and placed a sponge in the water. He knew he was going to hurt when he touched him. He took the sponge and carefully washed him. he placed it on his back and slowly dragged it over his body.

Loki whimpered slightly as he tried to wash him as carefully as possible. He occasionally rinsed off the sponge and continued on. He then realised he would have to wash him everywhere. He exhaled uneasy and began to carefully wash his genitals. Loki moaned softly as he was still sore from the kick he got.

Erik rinsed out the sponge and squatted down to wash him. he shook his head as he saw the smearing of blood and shit on the back of his thighs. He carefully wiped him clean and was concerned about how much damage had been inflicted on him. he finished up and helped Loki to sit down on the toilet.

Loki put his hand out and grabbed his shirt. "Look Erik, I know you are conflicted. That your own people did this to me. But it happened, nothing is going to change it."

"Are you going to get better? I mean, internally.. what ..umm.." Erik was hesitant.

"I don't know." He nodded and left him for a moment. He came back with some clean cloths.

"Ok, let's get you dressed." He slipped the shirt over his head and broken arm. He then bent up his other arm and pulled the t-shirt down and then put his arms around under his armpits and lifted him slightly. He slipped a clean nappy under him and fastened it. He squatted down and slipped the track pants over his cast and up his legs. He helped him stand up and then pulled his pants up the rest of the way.

He helped him hobble out to the lounge and sat him down on the couch. He sat down beside him. "So, what am I going to do with you?" He asked rhetorically. Loki looked ashamed and confused.

"Huh? I don't understand."

"I had a dream. But it wasn't my dream. It was a memory of yours, from Asgard."

"Oh. That was probably part of the information I gave you."

"You must have given me more just some information. It's like I was there, living that moment." Erik rubbed his head. "Am I going to think of more things of your life?"

"Um, so what was it. What did you see?" Loki looked up at him. Erik felt strange. He felt like he had to be the father Loki needed.

"It was you. you were a bit younger looking. Your hair was short and you were reading a book in the garden. Thor knocked the book from your hands and began to wrestle and play fight with you."

"Oh, that memory. I can explain." Loki blushed.

"About what? It seemed like a good memory." Selvig didn't know what he was talking about.

"See, it was a good time. Well before things got real competitive between us. It was also the first time we really well.. you know, you saw the memory." Loki blushed and turned his head with a smile.

"Tell me about it. If it was a good thing, then you must like that memory. Tell me what you liked, tell me what you felt." Erik was unsure what Loki was feeling and there must have been more that he had not seen.

"I think it was the first time I truly felt loved." He exhaled with a happy sigh. "Thor seemed so much gentler. He kissed me so passionate. I have never been kissed like that before."

"Oh you mean." Selvig swallowed hard. He didn't know they had been intimate during that play in the garden. "I didn't know you and Thor were close."

"We aren't, well not now. I guess we grew apart. He started to ignore my advances and then he began to publicly embarrass me. I thought he loved me. He was flirting with me and touching me. Then his friends came in and he turned on me. He stood behind me and he pulled down my pants, reviling my arousal. He then taunted me for it. He told them that I was trying to get with him."

"This is why you fight with him?" Erik placed his hand on his and squeezed it slightly. He was surprised that Loki would share such a thing. But then he realised that Loki must have thought he had those memories.

"Partially. We just grew more competitive and Odin didn't help." Loki took Selvig's hand in his. "I just don't know what to do. That's why I need her. She loves me like he used to, unconditionally."

"Are you worried that she my change her feelings like Thor did?"

"No. She is not driven the way he is. You will find her for me?" Loki begged.

"I'll see what I can do." Erik picked up his phone and walked out the back veranda and out into the garden. "Agent Coulson?"

"Dr Selvig, how is he?"

"He is nervous but he has been sharing some things that I don't even think his parents knew. Look the reason I am calling is about the woman he was with. He has been asking about her constantly and he was concerned that you have done something to her or would use her against him."

"She holds value to him?"

"Yes, but I think if you know where she is, then you should send her here to be with him."

"Do you think that a good idea? I don't think we should give him anything he wants." Coulson was kind of cold.

"If anything, her unconditional feelings for him would mean I didn't have to be as involved in caring for him."

"How so?"

"Think it would be less humiliation for him if she looked after his... personal issues." Erik coughed. "Look, he seems harmless. He has nightmares about what happened. I don't think he cause trouble. I can even pin him down."

"I will think about it. I will talk to the director about it." He hung up and Erik put the phone back in his pocket. He sighed and walked back inside. He saw Loki and was still shocked that he was intimate with Thor. he walked into the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?"

"Starving." Loki slowly stood up and used the furniture to help him make his way over to Erik. He knocked a mug on to the floor and it broke. Erik shrugged and walked over to the small cupboard and pulled out a dust pan and brush. He accidently knocked the mop and broom and they fell on the floor near Loki. he stumbled back and gasped. Erik looked up and saw him crying as he bent over to pick up the broom.

Loki shook his head and begged. "Please no. I will be good."

"Loki I.." Selvig looked down at the broom in his hand and quickly shoved it away and closed the cupboard. He squatted down to Loki. "Hey I'm not going to hurt you. I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you."

"Please don't!" Loki sobbed. Erik put his arms around him in an awkward hug.

"There there. Don't be scared." Erik tried to comfort him. "I have called Agent Coulson and he is going to find your friend and bring her here." Loki's face lightened up.

"Really? She is coming back to me?"

"I don't know how long it will be, but he said he would track her down for me." Erik helped Loki to his feet. "try to relax." Loki sat down on the couch and clenched his hands together in anticipation. "Loki."

"Yes?"

"if you could, would you want to go back to Asgard and be with Thor?"

"I'm not sure. I don't think he wants me there. He seemed to get over me pretty quick." Erik turned away from the stove and looked over as the jilted lover on his couch. Then he twigged. Jane. Thor was in love with her and she had come between them.

"Loki, what happened when Thor went back to Asgard after he was banished?" he walked over and handed him a glass of OJ.

"He ruined everything." Loki snarled.

"How?"

"I was King of Asgard and he ruined it! He didn't see me as equal. He betrayed me. He destroyed the Bifrost and Odin turned on me too." Loki wiped the tears from his face.

"How did he betray you?" Erik placed his hand on him to comfort him.

"It was that woman. She turned him, she made him weak. He turned on me and I know he made mother fear me too." Loki was upset but there was nothing he could do. "I gave them one last chance, but it was futile. I begged Odin, I told him I did it for him, so he would feel proud of me. But he didn't care. He said I was nothing but a disappointment. So I let go. I figured I'd be better off dead than live on Asgard."

Erik held him and tried to console him. He had no idea of the stress and emotional torment Loki had endured his whole life. He realised that was what made him who he was. That he wasn't inherently evil. He was just lashing out like a teenager wanting attention. He cupped his head in his hand and stroked him. he ran his fingers through his hair and rocked him slowly. Erik realised that it was unconditional love was all he craved.

Loki held him close and rested his head on Erik's shoulder. He calmed down a bit. Erik pushed back and wiped the tear from Loki's face. "Ok. I'll just go make you some breakfast and we can take it one step at a time.