Chapter Summary: Doctor Banner violates patient confidentiality, no one is amused.
WARNINGS - Mention of previous sexual assault, references to Past Rape/Non Com, mentions of different sorts of alien anatomy/sexuality.
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After the New York attack, Odin has taken Loki's magic, made him mortal and imprisoned him. But Asgard is not a safe place for the Trickster under these conditions. Recent events make Odin decide to take away one more thing from his second son, his memory going back for the last four years. This decision and events that lead to it cause Frigga to decide that Asgard is not safe for Loki's reduced station. From stories Thor had told, she decides that Tony Stark's tower would make an excellent secure location for amnesiac Loki to be under house arrest. Rating may change in later part of fic.
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Chapter 5 - Doctor Bruce
"Hey, Tony. Jarvis told me you were up." Bruce said wandering into the kitchen carrying an empty tea cup. Tony had talked him in to staying for a while and Brucie was comfortable in a small suite of rooms on the medical floor.
"What's up Brucie? Oooh, nice bling my man, where did that come from?" Tony asked nodding towards a fairly ornate and frankly a little girly, gold and green pendent that Bruce was wearing… which reminded Tony of something… but it would take several more cups of coffee for him to think what it was.
"Yeah, nice huh?" Bruce replied a bit embarrassed, pushing his glasses back into place with one finger. "It's was the queen's necklace, but she gave it to me last week when she was saying good bye to her kid."
Ah, that's where Tony had seen it before.
"Payment for services?" Tony asked distractedly, looking in the fridge for some left overs to eat. "I gotta say buddy, it's not exactly your style." Triumphant, he pulled out a mostly full carton of Szechuan Beef left over from lunch the day before and grabbed a fork from the silverware drawer.
"Kinda," Bruce said looking a bit shamefaced. "I think she was worried that my 'warrior' would come out and damage her kid if, er… rather when… he turned mouthy. She claims the guy we saw was not really him, but did admit that his mouth could get on people's last nerve when he was upset." He touched it gently with a finger, "She put a spell on it to keep the Other Guy from coming out unless I take it off."
Tony's head jerked up, his fork full of cold spicy beef stopped in midair, forgotten as he stared intently at Bruce.
"Really?" Tony trilled, as sauce dripped from his stalled fork onto the floor.
"And it works?"
Bruce nodded.
"How does it work?" Tony said, almost to himself.
"I don't know, but even some jerk running a light and almost running me over a few days ago didn't faze him, and let me tell you I was plenty angry."
At Tony's speculative look Bruce closed his hand protectively over the pendant and glared. "And no Tony, you are not touching it."
"Aw Brucie," whined Tony, setting down his food and circling around the center island to get a closer look. "Just a few little tests and maybe some nice non-invasive scans."
"No Tony." Bruce told him so fiercely that Tony was taken aback.
Well… Bruce was a science bro, so either he already ran some tests, which Tony would find out about sooner or later…. Or… Control of the Hulk, real control, would open up a lot of possibilities for Bruce to actually have a life, a real life. Like possibly even get laid and other blood pressure raising things like alcohol, crowds and maybe he would even be able to yell at a barista for getting his order wrong… If the pendant kept working. If nobody, like say Tony, messed it up that was.
And she did it on the fly to protect her kid. Tony wondered how powerful Frigga was, she was obviously powerful enough to stand up to Loki-daddy but what else could she do, he would have to ask Snape when he woke up. Speaking of which…
"How's my little sleeping beauty? Did you check on him yet? Is it okay to move the princess into her new chamber?"
Hazy Asgardian healing comas were wonderful things, you didn't even have to rotate the patient.
"Yeah, he is." Bruce said, pouring more hot water into his cup and fiddling uncomfortably with a new teabag. "I couldn't note it in my medical report, but Princess isn't really too far off the mark you know. You might not want to use that nickname when he wakes up."
"He's a girl?"
"Bruce didn't answer; he just stood there looking uncomfortable.
No.
Really?
Tony was now wildly curious, wondering what exactly was hidden underneath the donated packs of boxer briefs and tank tops he had supplied when the stricken god was being cleaned up. Bruce's eyes regarded him steadily over his glasses.
"No shit?" Tony said, amazed at the news.
Well. What do you know?
Tony thought that might explain the whole fascination thing he went through right after the invasion. The playboy had spent hours looking at stills of Loki, not vid, not voice, but fricking stills. So unless he had been thinking of being a celebrity contestant and incorporating Asgardian Fashion on the next Project Runway season… Which he wasn't. Tony would have to admit, if only to himself, he had been checking the dude out. Not that Tony couldn't admire a good looking guy, he could. But it was just he had been kind of confused about exactly why he was so interested. Not that Loki having so many androgynous features had helped his confusion, or the whole brainy-crazy thing, which was always interesting, oh he was powerful, that was completely and totally hot.
"Yeah?" Tony agreed lost in his private thoughts, "You know Bruce, nothing about Loki makes sense."
Well if anyone on earth had wanted to tick off 'Banged Imprisoned Alien Wanna-be Overlord' from their bucket list, it would have been Tony. So maybe it's a good thing he hadn't known. Tony felt himself getting warm. Hot, crazy, unexpectedly female, was leaving the planet the next day? Hell yeah, he definitely would have rerouted the security feed and at least tried to make friends. Fuck, he had been reluctantly fascinated when he thought Invasion-Loki was a guy, so tall, with legs that didn't quit, that face, a voice that sent shivers… But also female?
"What?" He demanded becoming aware of Bruce's frown.
By the glare Bruce was throwing his way, the good doctor seemed to have been aware of at least the general direction of Tony's private musings. And Bruce was apparently not very happy to see Tony head in that direction either.
But hey, I'm a guy, guys thinks things like that. Well obviously Bruce doesn't... But maybe he'll start if that whole pendant thing works out for him and he gets a chance to be a regular guy instead of a tea drinking, yoga chanting, Hulk sitter.
"We did an MRI," Bruce said staring distractedly down at some random notes on his StarkPad, avoiding Tony's eyes. "Information which we did not appended to the main medical report. While you can't see it to look at him, Loki seems to be a fully functional dual sexual." He scrolled idly down the screen he was blindly looking at, "Which is pretty freaking amazing actually, space aliens, go figure. But this is apparently not something common with Asgardians, the term their healer used for the condition was Yotim." He looked up at Tony. "We can't tell him either, his condition is apparently a closely guarded secret, hidden with a glamour of some sort, even from him and known only to his parents and the lady who was working on him with me."
"Really?" Okay, so not female, not really, but it totally fit in with Loki's whole schizo appearance. He raised his eyebrows and tossed a 'please, do go on' look at Bruce.
Bruce's lips thinned, "Eri had tossed her helpers out of the room before we started checking and cleaning up the rape trauma." Tony blanched as the floor dropped out from underneath him. Bruce continued in a harsher voice, "Which doubtless would have been worse if some sort of glamour didn't keep everyone from knowing about the whole dual sexual thing."
Okay now Tony felt like a deviate pervy shit. All those warm tingly feelings soured leaving a really bad taste in the back of his throat.
"What?" Bruce asked taking in Tony's stricken expression, voice and face as neutral as only years of yoga could make it. "The guy was restrained and almost beaten to death; you didn't think that was possible too?"
Well, okay. Yeah, it's possible, but honestly who thinks of stuff like that? Well obviously the vile fuckers who did it, but still. Not normal people. Normal people don't think of stuff like that, let alone do stuff like that.
Tony swallowed down his nausea, "That's just sick Bruce," he said faintly, leaning against the island, groping for one of the stools underneath it and sitting down. Not that there weren't people who would think that Loki had only gotten what he deserved. But Tony considered them to be sick too, understandably grieving mind you, but still.
"I know it is Tony. But he's getting better and hey, it won't happen here, which is what his mom was looking for."
Tony was embarrassed about the thoughts and speculation he had been doing just a few minutes earlier, which would have never involved force. But still, what Tony had been thinking, that would have been some nice consensual fun, others had done with force and violence.
Tony shriveled inside.
"Come on Bruce," he said tiredly. Let's get the Merlin down to his new room."
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