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AN: Hello! I can't wait to see Captain America: Civil War. So exciting! I hope it's as good as people say (: Thanks for all the favs, follows and reviews and thank you for reading this next chapter, I hope you all enjoy…
Thor flew in through the window, hammer in hand, not wanting to waste any more time than he had to. Bruce looked out the window at Natasha who was staring back at him below, just staring and then she ran into the building and he could no longer see her.
"Where is Loki?!" Thor asked, looking around him frantically.
Clint quickly maneuvered his way to the corner of the room, so Thor couldn't see him.
Tony opened the machine and Thor rushed to Loki's side, pushing Tony slightly in his urgency. The thunder god lifted Loki up a little before taking what looked like a fancy flask that must be the potion and slowly taking it to Loki's mouth.
Loki was unconscious, so Bruce went over to help and Thor opened Loki's mouth slightly and gently gave him the medicine, his face fell in relief at every drop Loki swallowed and when the bottle was empty he dropped it to the ground and lifted Loki's rather limp body up for a great bear-hug, the kind of hug that quietly but affectively said: "I will never let anything bad happen to you." it made Tony feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He wondered at that moment if Loki understood just how much his brother cared about him; he had to be pretty oblivious given all the times he had screwed Thor over. Tony didn't really know much about Thor's past with Loki; Thor had never discussed it. He had wondered a great deal about this. Was it really a simple sibling rivalry as Thor had told him once? But, it had to be something more than that. Tony could only wonder.
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Thor, Steve, Tony and Bruce carried Loki away to another room that had a nice lock, but was comfortable enough. They lifted him up onto the bed and laid him down placing a blanket over him.
"You know guys, I doubt we really needed all these people to carry this one guy." Tony said looking at all of them. "You two lumberjacks could have done it all by yourselves." He said, referring to Thor and Steve. "You should be thanking me right now, for participating."
"So… do we have a plan for how we're going to go about rescuing Odin?" Steve asked, they both looked up at him, incredulously. A plan? They hardly knew any details at all. The plan they had was as follows: Hear some information from Loki before he takes them to this place and they save Odin. They couldn't squeeze in too many strategies, other than being sneaky, without more information about where they were even going, it could be Gallifrey, the Land of Oz or friggin' Candy-Mountain for all Tony knew.
"Well, we don't really have enough info to plan anything, so…" Tony said, looking straight at Steve and trying to give him his best 'you are the divine moron' face.
"No, that's not what I… No…" Steve started, "I mean, when Loki wakes up and tells us where Odin is, what exactly will our plans will be on saving Odin?" Steve asked.
"Shouldn't we be saving that question for when Loki wakes up and gives us the details?" Tony asked, "We already know the big picture, Odin's somewhere on another planet and Loki's gonna lead us there and we're going to sneakily rescue Odin, the damsel in distress, simple as that." Tony said, shrugging.
"But it's not that simple…"
"We'll be able to form a good plan when Loki wakes up and tells us everything he can." Bruce said, "Tony's right, no need to ask unnecessary questions."
Thor dragged a seat towards Loki's bedside and sat on it, brushing away a hair from Loki's eyes, "I don't want you bombarding my brother with questions and inquiries the moment he awakes. Give him but a small amount of time to relax a little, before any talking. He probably still sees all of you and even me as enemies who might try to harm him, especially after… Barton." His eyes darkened a little when he said Clint's name.
"Sorry, Thor, but it's urgent that we rescue Odin immediately, before anything bad happens." Steve said, firmly.
"No… Thor's right." Bruce said, "Loki's been through some stuff… I mean he doesn't need us in his face as soon as he wakes up, he probably won't say anything at that point anyway."
"But do we have enough time for that?" Tony asked.
"We do." Thor said, briefly.
"Okay." Tony said, "It's all good with me, then."
"Do you guys think Clint's still here?" Steve asked all of a sudden.
"Clint was here?" Thor asked, slightly loud.
Tony hoped the archer had left by now, so there wouldn't be any more Barton-drama. He had had enough of that for one day. Barton was like the kid at kindergarten who wouldn't share any crayons and caused an uproar of anger in everyone else and Tony was the kid who just couldn't bother to care about the crayons anymore and just wanted Barton to share the damn crayons just to stop the commotion. But geez, now Tony was getting pissed off at the guy, can't he just… Fuck off, or something? There's enough drama on all those shitty soap operas —that Tony definitely doesn't guiltily watch when he's bored— to fit into Clint's increasingly annoying face.
"Clint." Tony said, suddenly, "What a guy, you know?" Everyone looked at him confused.
"I need a word with Barton, where is he?" Thor asked, getting up from out of his seat in the blink of an eye.
"Guy's… Do we really need all this drama?" Tony asked, "Seriously it's starting to really bum me out. Can't we all just be happy that our best friend Rudolph here is safe and sound?"
"Can somebody stay and watch Loki?" Thor asked, ignoring Tony.
"I can do that." Tony consciously shrugged, he mind-shrugged, he wouldn't have to deal with all the carnage that was Thor confronting Clint, if he was here, telling bedtime stories to the god of shenanigans. And hey, there's a T.V. in here, maybe he could finally see what's so great about Game of Thrones or something, that'd be fun.
"Be careful." Thor said.
"I'll be sure to not stub my toe." Tony answered.
Thor sighed and Steve gave Tony the 'You shouldn't joke around all the time' face and Bruce rubbed the bridge of his nose, stressfully.
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When they came back, without Tony by their side, which Steve secretly felt a little relieved about, they could see Barton, standing there, a very awkward look on his face, badly masked by the strong features of tenseness. Natasha wasn't there yet. Barton looked a bit… Determined? Like he was ready to man-up and say something. Steve hoped that 'something' was an apology. Though, he suspected that earlier on Clint was going to tell them that he was going to join them in their search for Odin, Steve was ready to welcome him back into the team, but then again he would probably be too distracting to the other members anyway, so he wasn't sure about the whole thing. Thor was now glaring at him, Clint, quietly.
"Where'd the dog come from?" Barton asked nervously, for lack of anything else to say, as Asta trotted her way towards them.
"Why aren't you gone already?" Bruce asked, coldly.
"Um…" Barton started, He could see them all staring at him expectantly and he gulped a little.
Steve heard the door open behind them and Bruce's face change from anger into something else, a calmness maybe? Turning his head towards the door, he saw it was Natasha. He saw Clint freeze awkwardly and uncomfortable at the spot and Steve's eyes quickly diverted to a very interesting crack on the wall.
Natasha looked about her, Clint was there for some odd reason and she glanced at him a moment, he looked at her and nodded in understanding. Her eyes locked with Bruce's and she went towards him almost automatically and stopped when they were right in front of each other.
"Bruce." She said. She wasn't really sure what else to say. She thought she had prepared for this in the other room enough, but no. Apparently not, because she had forgotten what she'd been planning on saying and now she felt like a deer caught in the headlights.
Bruce suddenly embraced her holding her tight as though he feared she would vanish in his arms and she held him tight too. She felt her tenseness disappear in his arms.
Then they both pulled back from the embrace, both holding onto each other still, "You really scared me, Natasha." Bruce said and the anger he might of had before had washed away.
"Sorry about that…" She said, she was still a little speechless and could think of nothing else to do or say, so she drew in and kissed him and he kissed back and it was nice and she felt a rush of happiness.
"Um." Barton said, looking as bright as a tomato. "I have something I need to say…"
"An apology?" Bruce demanded, turning to Barton.
"Yeah…" Barton said, "I don't trust Loki and I'm never going to forgive him for everything he's done to all of us, but I am sorry that I hurt Thor and put him and Nat in danger." He glanced at both Thor and Natasha at that moment, but still stood tall under the weight of their faces.
"That was mine and Thor's choice, Clint." Natasha said.
"I know, but I'm the one who caused it to happen and for that I'm sorry. You're right, Bruce." He turned his attention to Banner, "I shouldn't be stooping down to his level…" then there was a pause.
"What's with the sudden change of heart?" Bruce asked, looking very much surprised by Clint's words.
"I don't know, I just… I'm tired of all this fighting and yelling and I'm beginning to realize that it's all pointless and so I want to make amends in the best —and maybe only— way I know how, I want to help you guys with this rescuing Odin thing."
"Oph!" Steve made the noise before he could stop himself, "I knew it." He mumbled.
"I may forgive you, if you prove yourself to be the ally and friend you once were." Thor suddenly said, they had all forgotten he was in the room in the first place, he had been so oddly quiet. "But if you so much as touch Loki— I will do whatever it takes to protect my brother." He finished. And he clearly meant it.
"I know." Clint said, nodding.
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Tony fidgeted about, he hadn't really planned what to do, he just wanted to avoid all the fighting most definitely happening in the other room. But, he no longer felt up to watching anything and that left him with his good friend 'Mr. Boredom'. He glanced at Loki, lying in the bed. He looked like he was getting some color in his skin, if only a little. His dark circles were going pretty fast too, Tony wondered when the last time Loki got a good night sleep was.
But then Loki shifted a little and his eyes slowly opened to stare straight into Tony's eyes which were staring straight into Loki's.
Thanks so much for taking the time to read this. I hope you all enjoyed. I apologize for any grammatical errors. Until next time,
P.H.