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Loki had stopped mid sentence and stood staring, his mouth opening and closing with lost words as he stared down at the child. His eyes moved to Thor, who stood next to her, his hand gently resting on the back of her head. Thor gave him an encouraging nod and a nervous smile.

"Beautiful, isn't she?" he said quietly and Loki dropped to his knees, hands outstretched towards her.

"Baby," he choked, tears spilling from his eyes, bottom lip trembling as he took her in. Hela gave him an unsure look, before running towards him, wrapping her arms and legs around his torso and crying into his shoulder. Even Clint had to admit that he felt the back of his eyes sting a little, trying to cover it with a clear of his throat and a small sniff. Steve and Bruce stood smiling happily, blinking back small tears, whilst Tony and Thor openly sobbed, clutching each others arms. Loki was holding his little girl so tightly that his knuckles had turned white. His eyes were closed as he gently rocked her back and forth, humming to his wailing child and stroking her hair.

"It's ok my baby," he whispered, "No one can take you from me now." His eyes snapped open and he gave Thor a very dangerous stare. Thor let out a low sigh and nodded, stepping back and giving his brother one last melancholy stare before leaving the room.

"Tell you what, we'll leave you too it," Steve announced, giving everyone a forceful look. Tony opened his mouth to say something, but instead just turned and left, followed by Natasha, Clint and Steve. Bruce lingered, watching Loki stand, Hela still wrapped around his body.

"Can I get you anything?" Bruce asked, pushing his glasses back up his nose. Loki turned to look at him, his cheek resting on the top of his daughters head and for the first time, Loki's expression was soft and complacent. It was a look that, although strange, suited him.

"You've given me more than enough, thankyou doctor," he said, walking over to one of the black sofa's and laying down with Hela, curling himself around her like a mother cat. Bruce nodded and smiled, giving them once last glance, before leaving them too it.

...

"So Loki attacked us to protect the kid?" Fury asked, once everyone had gathered in his office, seated infront of a large screen that monitored the trickster in the meeting room. Tony nodded.

"Blackmail. Technically, we can't convict someone's actions if they were done under blackmail."

"Loki cares not for your planet. He would never have come here if there was no greater reason," Thor added,

"Not to mention he was kinda... brainwashed," Clint said, fiddling with the sip on his jacket, glancing up at the screen every so often.

"But what do we do with them now?" Natasha asked. "He is still a dangerous man."

Bruce shook his head with a small smile, pointing at the monitor.

"I really don't think we have anything to worry about for the time being," he said, and they all watched the emerald eyed god blow a raspberry on his giggling daughters stomach. "His main, no... his only concern for the for-seeable future is the protection of his daughter."

"He may even take advantage of our security and ally himself with us," Steve added, giving Fury, who was sat contemplating everything they had all said, a hopeful look.

"Well," he said finally, stroking his beard thoughtfully. "Lets give them till tomorrow. We'll make decisions from there. For now, you guys should take care of yourselves. Eat, perhaps. Maybe see if they want anything."

Natasha and Clint shared a small smile at Fury's sudden hint of compassion and watched him swiftly exit the room.

"I can't actually remember the last time I ate," Tony admitted, placing a hand on his stomach and giving it a small rub. Steve and Bruce nodded in agreement.

"What would Loki eat? What about Hela?" Steve asked Thor, his mind drifting more towards the pizza side of things.

"Loki will eat most things, although he is a dainty eater. Last I saw of Hela, she was still feeding on a mixture of honey and milk, so I do not know what she would eat now," Thor explained, flicking a piece of his hair out of his face and finally looking tired. Tony fired a message to Pepper.

...

Pizza was a good shout and Steve couldn't remember the last time he felt so happy, smiling like a puppy as he popped a piece of pepperoni into his mouth. Thor devoured 4 pizzas and sat longingly eyeing Loki's pizza, that sat untouched, the curious god examining it closely. He was sat cross legged on the end of the counter, Hela in his lap and he tentatively lifted a piece of the chicken feast from its box and eyed it closely, watching a droplet of grease drip from the end. He exchanged a glance with his young daughter, who looked just as unimpressed as he did.

"ERMERGERD! Just TRY it already!" Tony exclaimed through a mouthful of garlic bread, waving his hands around maniacally. Loki rolled his eyes from the pizza to Tony to give him an even more un impressed look, then back to the pizza. He peeled a strip of chicken from the pizza and popped it into his mouth. Everyone watched in silence as he chewed it. His expression made no change, but he peeled another strip off and fed it to Hela, a sure sign that the pizza was approved. Thor, a little disappointed at this, turned to eye Tony's pizza.

"I will destroy you," Tony warned, pulling the box towards him and giving Thor his best stern look as he tore another piece of his garlic bread with his teeth. Thor huffed, crossing his arms and leaning back in chair, muttering something about daring to deny the king of Asgard his sustenance. Bruce pushed the last slice of his around the box, but his eyes remained on Loki. He couldn't understand the physical change that being united with his daughter had caused. He looked like a different person. Younger, even. Much softer, delicate features, eyes still bright, but they didn't hold malice or contempt. He had his arms wrapped around his child, who leant back against his chest, her tummy puffed up from all the pizza. Loki patted the round curve of it and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. Hela yawned, stretching her legs out straight, pointing delicate little toes and sighed, melting into Loki's lap and closing her eyes. Bruce allowed himself a smile, and shoved the last piece of pizza in his mouth, only hoping that tomorrow, and that days after that, will be better for all of them.