AN: I am soooo sorry for not posting this! I swear I wanted to but my parents wouldn't let me on the computer. So, uh, I have no idea whether or not this is any good, but I WILL continue this. Even if it is crap. :D Anyway, sorry if I didn't respond to your review... I read them and felt happy but didn't feel like admitting that I can't update ANYTHING on time! Um, I feel like I'm missing something... OH! I obviously own everyone in this and the Avengers and yeah. I'm a liar, I don't anything. If I did then I wouldn't have to write fanfiction... Right! On to the chapter! (That might or might not be absolute crap!)

As Tony followed Thor into the elevator, he reflected on how he was letting a known criminal into his lab. He mused on this while telling Jarvis to get the lab ready. At Jarvis's response of "yes sir" he smiled and started bouncing on his toes.

"Hey, Thor have I shown you my lab? It's pretty awesome if I say so myself. Do you want-"

"Friend Stark, I think you should be more focused on my brother at this time." With that Thor turned and continued to watch the numbers fly by on the elevator screen. Making Tony start to feel kind of dejected.

"You have arrived, sir. Would you like me to alert Dr. Banner and have him come down?"

"Yeah, thanks Jarvis. Come on Thor, I think we can keep him in the med bay. He's too beat up to use magic right?" Tony questioned.

"Yes. He cannot use his magic, he is too weak." Thor responded following Tony like a puppy. In a couple of steps they reached the med bay.

"Ok, you can lay him here on the bed." Tony said while moving around to other side of the room to get supplies he would need. Thor set Loki down gently and then asked Tony if he could watch over him.

"Well you can wait in the other room; I don't want you getting in the way." Tony responded with an apologetic smile.

"Dr. Banner is waiting in the other room, sir." Jarvis interrupted.

"Take good care of my brother while I am in the other room." Thor said while walking out to go lay down in the room next to the med bay. Tony smirked then told Jarvis to let Bruce in. He then went to the other side of the bed to finish getting things ready. He had snapped on restraints to Loki when Thor had left. The restraints were just for his wrists and ankles though so Tony didn't think that they would be that bad. As Bruce walked in, Tony asked if he could start examining Loki.

"Well I think you would be better at examining him, if I get too emotional then I'll transform." Bruce answered. "Plus, if Loki wakes up then he would probably be a lot less scared of you. Remember? I kind of smashed him into the ground. Hard."

"Yeah…Do you think he'll wake up soon?"

"I don't know, he's pretty beat up. We should focus on his more serious injuries, though." Bruce commented.

"I think we should get that thread out of his lips, so that they don't get infected. Which they already might be. What do you think Bruce?" Tony asked.

"Yeah that looks like the easiest part of his injuries to get to, we might want to try waking him up first so he doesn't freak out if he does wake up." Bruce said.

"Do you think I should get Thor?"

"Yes, he has more of an idea on how Loki will react and he might be able to help calm him down." Bruce answered. Tony then walked into the other room where Thor was. As Tony was walking over to the bed he suddenly stopped realizing something. There were mini earthquakes coming from the bed. Tony then tiptoed over to the bed to confirm his suspicions. Thor was out cold, and looked like he wasn't waking up for at least another week. Tony then decided to just deal with it and headed back to the lab.

"Thor is in la la land, he's not waking up any time soon. I'm going to try waking up Loki, ok? Alright." With that Tony reached over the side of the bed and gingerly shook Loki's shoulder. Which did absolutely nothing except make Loki curl up a little bit tighter on the bed. Tony was now feeling conflicted. He wanted to wake Loki up, but he didn't want to cause him any more pain. Tony just decided to move on and try to cut his lips free. He got the scissors and was looking at how to get the thread out of Loki's lips, when suddenly he stopped.

He stopped because it was just at that moment that he noticed Bruce slowly inching his way to the corner of the room, basically as far back as possible from Loki without being in a different room. He was about to ask why Bruce was acting like that when he noticed what Bruce was looking at. Slowly turning, he looked down at Loki. And almost died from a heart attack when he saw bright green eyes staring in shock at the man who was leaning over him holding a pair of scissors uncomfortably close to his face.

Tony was not prepared to see Loki awake yet, to say the least. However when the shock in Loki's eyes started disappearing and turning into terror Tony scooted while holding his hands up.

"Hey Bruce? Now would be a good time to go get Th-uh Mr. Hammer." Tony didn't say Thor's name because Loki was starting to pull on the restraints and the look in his eyes was like a wild animal. Tony didn't know if saying Thor's name would set off Loki anymore. Bruce crept out while Tony stepped forward, causing Loki's eyes to fly to him and stopping his struggling for a few seconds. "It's ok Loki I'm here to help you." Tony said in a calming voice.

He was trying to get Loki to calm down, but Loki's eyes were still filled with terror and fear. Combine that with all of his bruises and he looked horrible. Not for the last time Tony wondered what happened to Loki. Even when he went through the torture in Afghanistan he was pretty sure he didn't look this bad. "Loki its ok, it's going to be alright, I promise." Tony was still speaking quietly and slowly moving forward towards the bed.

Loki had started to make a whining sound, which Tony knew couldn't be good for his lips or throat. He could hear Bruce in the background trying to get Thor up and he wished he would hurry. Tony was still walking closer to the bed, but Loki wasn't getting any calmer. Suddenly Tony could hear footfalls running to the room and he hoped that it was Thor. The footfalls stopped outside of the room, leaving Tony still inside.

"Uh, Tony do you think that we can let Thor in there?" Bruce questioned.

"Is my brother ok? I must see him! Let me through!" Thor shouted. When Thor shouted, Tony could see Loki fighting even harder to get away.

"Thor, you can come in if you're quiet. Quiet, you got that?"

"Yes, now let me in!" Thor said as quiet as he could (imagine a regular person's voice). Loki's eyes filled with even more terror, which Tony didn't think was possible.

"Uh, I don't think that that would be a good idea, Thor! Loki's getting more freaked out the more you yell. Just stay out there and, um… don't say anything!"

"B-But Friend Stark! I must see him! I want to see if he is alright!" Thor practically yelled. As soon as Thor had done this though, Loki freaked. He was still tugging at the restraints on his ankles and wrists (to no avail, when Tony had put those on he wasn't taking chances.) and Loki had switched from the whining sound that he was making to a full out whimpering. It also looked like he would start crying at any time.

"Thor! Shut up and stay still! All you are doing right now is freaking him out! Just be quiet!" Tony yelled at Thor. When Tony yelled this several things happened. The first is that Loki automatically flinched and started curling onto himself. He was still making that horrible whimpering sound, though. The second is that Thor had finally got it through his head that Loki was freaking out whenever he heard the Thunderer. When it was all quiet behind the door, Tony deemed it safe to try and approach Loki again.

Cooing softly and saying nonsense words he slowly approached Loki. Loki was still curled up, but he had stopped the whimpering. Tony could see him shaking like a leaf though.

"Loki, I swear that I won't hurt you. I'm just going to try and remove the thread from your lips, ok?" Tony asked softly. Getting no response he shrugged and headed over to where he could see Loki's face. Loki had his eyes shut tight and was panting softly through his nose. He had stayed in his curled up fetal position and didn't look like he would move anytime soon.