"So let me get this straight," Nick Fury said down the phone as Tony finished explaining his plan for the second time, "You want me to give you Loki, to take back to your Tower, with no security footage, and no audio unless you allow and send t it us, just so you can nurse his sorry ass back to health and get information in the process."
There was a pause before Tony answered.
"Yeeesss."
"And, to top it all off, the Tower would be in full lock down so nobody can get in-"
"Or out." Tony reminds him. "Also, I've made and sent to you an anklet so if he does somehow manage to bypass all my security, he would be knocked out by a strong electrical current, and he would be returned to you. He would also be returned to you if the information he gives isn't worth anything, and then my dear Director, you can do whatever you deem 'necessary'."
Fury sighs, knowing there's no point fighting with Tony, "Fine. You have one week Stark. He'll be at your tower in half an hour."
Tony grins on the other side of the phone, but Fury hangs up before he can reply.
Standing up, Nick walks down to Loki's cell, and stands in front of it. Loki's green eyes flick up to him, all the emotion leaves them as he sits up straighter. He narrows his eyes dangerously as he hisses, "Here to inflict more pain so soon Director? I'm surprised, usually I get at least five minutes of recovery time before you come back."
"No," Fury says as he opens the door he steps inside the cell, closing the door behind him, "I'm here to tell you that Stark is going to look after you for a week. I don't give a shit if you want to go or not, so get your ass over here and put this on." Loki stands and lifts his leg so his foot is in Nick's face. Fury raises an eyebrow at how much Loki looks like a ballerina and secures the anklet onto his ankle. Loki screams and his body stiffens. He collapses on the floor, his muscles sometimes twitching.
"Ok Coulson," Fury says, "Get him out of here."
Phil and two other agents come into the cramped cell with a stretcher. Placing Loki's limp body on it, and tie his arms and legs down tightly with thick leather straps. They wheel him up to the already prepared Helicopter and lift off, setting course for Stark Tower.
"He's on his way Pep." Tony says as he puts down the phone with a small smile.
"I'll get going then." She says as she stands from her seat. She walks over to Tony and kisses his cheek, "Good luck boss."
She smiles and walks to the door, exiting the building, leaving Tony all alone. He sighs softly and takes his elevator to his penthouse. Sitting in the living room on one of his expensive couches, he looks out the window, impatiently waiting for Loki to get here.
"Sir, Director Fury is here with Mr. Laufeyson."
"Thanks JARVIS." Tony calls as runs to the elevator. He reaches the landing pad just as the Helicopter lands. Fury gets out first, then Coulson with his two agents who wheel the unconscious god towards them. Tony's heart thumps loudly when he sees Loki. There are fresh wounds all over his skin, but Tony tears his eyes away from him and looks at Fury.
"You're late Nick."
"By one minute Stark." Fury snaps. Tony walks forward and takes Loki away from them, wheeling him to the elevator. Fury gets back into the Helicopter with Coulson and the two agents and leaves without a second glance.
Inside the elevator Tony unstraps the leather tying Loki down, wincing at the marks left behind. He leans in and brushes a few pieces of dark hair from Loki's face. With his lips next to Loki's ear he whispers softly, "It's ok… I'm here now." He brushes his lips against Loki's, "And I'm never letting go."
The elevator doors open again in Tony's penthouse and he wheels Loki to his bedroom. Lifting him easily and gently placing him on the bed, Tony worries about how thin the God is. Tony climbs under the bed next to him and tucks Loki's head under his chin. He closes his eyes and breaths deeply, enjoying the familiar warmth and smell that helps him drift into a deep slumber.