Hi guys! Sorry I've taken so long to update, Ive been writing bits of this in between shifts. It's short, but i am working on the next part right now! So hopefully this should just tie things over until then! Please please please leave a comment, I do love to hear from you =)

SuzukiLi x

Thor had never been so relieved to see that familiar pair of emerald eyes flutter open. Bruce let out a long sigh and picked up his coffee.

"Thor, uhm I think you should... wait. Wait until I've talked to him. You can, uh, you can hear everything though, you all can," Bruce said, and once again Natasha reached froward to flick the volume switch on the screen. Hela was dozing on Tony's shoulder, but they all knew that she was awake, listening. He small body tensed when the sound of Loki's gentle breathing filled the room. Thor glanced to his young niece. He knew that as a babe, Loki would sleep with her tucked against his chest. No doubt the sound of his breathing was a familiar, comforting sound. He was proved right when she visibly loosened, relaxing against Tony. Her eyes were open, watching the screen closely, arms tucked beneath her body again. They watched Bruce tentively enter the room and soundlessly pull a chair next to the bed.

"How are you feeling, Loki?" he asked, leaning back into the chair and trying to remove all the tension from his body. Loki sucked in a deep breath and rolled his head to the side to stare up at Bruce, green eyes not quite a glittery as they usually were.

"Where am I?"

"You're in a safe place."

Loki smiled half heartedly, and stared back up at the ceiling, moving his head slowly.

"There is no such place."

"You're mind is your own now. What is the last thing you remember?"

"Pain. Nothing more."

Cryptic. At least this was the Loki they were used too. Bruce shifted a little, taking a sip of his coffee and noting the nervous twitch of Loki's eye.

"Can you sit up?" Bruce asked. Loki shot him an annoyed look, before diggin his elbows into the mattress and pushing his torso up. He winced in pain, but had managed to push himself up into a sitting position. Bruce stood, picking up a stephoscope and pressing it against Loki's back. His heartbeat had quickened, but it was clear. Bruce was more concerned about the way his bones stuck out through his skin.

"Do you remember why you attacked our planet?"

Loki looked down, guilt clouding his features.

"Yes," he said quietly, and he met Bruce's gaze with an apologetic look. "I had no choice."

"You were being controlled?"

"Yes and no."

Bruce sighed, understanding that this, was as helpful as Loki was ever going to be.

"Can you elaborate? I feel you kinda owe an explanation. You did try and destroy our planet."

Loki cast him an unreadable look, before dipping his head.

"I suppose that would be the honourable thing to do," he sighed, pulling himself back to lean against his pillows. "But you would not understand the reasoning."

"Try me."

"They gave me a choice. Either I helped them to destroy Midgard, or they would invade another realm. A realm I could not allow them to invade."

Bruce knew instantly what Loki was talking about, but he pressed on anyway.

"Which realm?"

"A realm called Niflheim."

...

"You see, he would still die for you," Tony whispered, holding Hela a little tighter. Hela blinked back tears and stared at the monitor, eyes tracing Loki's face.

"Adda," she said softly, raising her head from Tony's shoulder. "I want to see him."