You guys are lucky that I am obsessed. 2nd chapter in a freaking day-I seriously need coffee.

First thing Thor did was make sure that Loki was fed to the fullest extent. He knew that Midgardians ate much less that the average Asgardian and Loki loved to eat. Especially sweet foods. He smiled at the memory of Loki as a small child stealing a large cake from the kitchens. They had eaten it by the fistful, covering themselves with icing to the point that Mother had only laughed instead of punishing them.

Afterward Thor felt that he should show Loki the amazing things that Midgard had to offer. Starting with the TV. The other Avengers went along their business as the Asgardians sat on the couch and Thor showed him the remote. Pepper dragged Tony off to some meeting, Bruce went down to the lab, Darcy went to find a room, and Jane went to find Thor's room. Selvig, Clint and Natasha stayed behind. Clint and Selvig sat at the counter and watched the God of Mischief. Natasha seemed intrigued in what Thor was telling Loki but he had a feeling she may be there to watch Loki as well.

Thor was explaining the Bob that was a sponge when he looked over to see Loki asleep. He smiled and stood to find a blanket. He was able to find one down the hall and came back and put it on his brother. His little brother was weak whether or not he wanted to admit it. Loki could deal use some rest. When Thor sat back down, Loki slid and his head fell on Thor's shoulder. Thor suppressed a chuckle.

This was not the first time this had happened. Loki loved to stay up late at night which made him tired during their study hours. Sometimes, when they were younger, he'd fall asleep against Thor while studying a boring subject. The only thing missing here was some dusty old book in Loki's lap.

"He must be tired," Natasha commented.

"Yes," Thor nodded. "Must have been an amazing battle."

"He was unconscious till this morning," Natasha told him. "Pretty out of it."
"Perhaps he's more injured than he wants to admit," Thor frowned. "The rest will do him good."

"Brother?" Thor prodded the sleeping Loki. "There is food."

Loki sleepily grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his head. "Go away!"

Thor poked his brother and then jumped backward to keep from being kicked. "Awaken!"

"NO!" Loki curled up into a ball, wincing at his back.

Thor grabbed the blanket and began to pull. "For once, can you just wake up?"

"Am I interrupting something?"

Thor looked over at Tony who was holding several bags of what was for dinner.

Loki let go of the blanket when he smelled food and pulled himself up, "breakfast?" Thor tossed the blanket aside.

"Dinner," Thor told him. "You haven't been asleep that long."

Loki rubbed his eye and stood to stretch. "If your explanations weren't so boring."

"My explanations are fine," Thor gruffly replied.

Natasha smirked at the two siblings as they grumbled at each other as they sat down. She sat down next to Loki and sent a warning glance to Clint who sat across from them.

"So," Natasha started. "Do we even know where to begin with Thanos?"

"Father will have a plan," Thor stated. "I will meet with him soon. If he is wishing to stay secret then I need to wait until he sends for me."

"Maybe he will come back," Bruce offered.

"Not likely," Thor frowned.

Loki smirked, "Midgardians annoy him."

"You should have seen how he reacted to Jane," Thor muttered.

"Oh, Mother told me," Loki smirked.

Thor sighed, "but to keep you secret he would probably limit who knows."

"Tall dark and scary knows," Tony offered. "Uh, Heimdall?"

"I assume he told Frey," Loki took a bite of his food.
"He is a great sorcerer that could help Asgard," Thor elaborated to the rest of the group.

"And Fury probably told Coulson," Natasha told him.

"Fury knows?" Thor raised a brow. "I would think him to be here if he knew."
"Patches popped him in and back out," Tony told him.

Thor blinked as he registered the comment, "I would not let Father hear you call him that."

"What can he hear me?" Tony looked around.

"Not with Loki's concealment spell in place," Thor told him.

Loki frowned, "Heimdall can hear you and see you for that matter."

"Not with the spell," Thor turned to look at Loki. "Or has he figured out past your spell?"

"He has not." Loki said simply.

Thor stared at him, "you have put the spell up, right brother?"

"At the moment, no one is looking for me," Loki began.

"Brother, were you hit on the head?" Thor slammed his drink down.

"And it begins," Loki sighed.

"You need to put that spell up immediately," Thor told him.

"You do it then," Loki glared.

"Are you that weak?" Thor did what he thought was a whisper.

"I am not weak," Loki growled. "Simply drained."

"Drained?" Thor frowned. "You were lying about being gravely injured."

"I would never lie to you," Loki told him.

"How much magic do you still possess?" Thor demanded.

"Enough," Loki said simply.

"Then do the spell," Thor waved his hand as if the conversation was over.

Loki grabbed Thor's ear and dragged him away from the table so he didn't have to say it in front of the Avengers, "I don't have much magic left. I have enough to heal these wounds and defend myself."

"You are amongst friends," Thor declared loudly and gestured to the group.

"Your friends. Barton has etched my name into that arrow with his fingernail," Loki told him.
Thor looked over to Barton who indeed had an arrow under the table, "you did take over his mind."

"I can do the spell in a day or two," Loki told him. "Just not yet."

"How bad are the wounds?" Thor asked and began pulling at Loki's tunic.

Loki swatted his hand away, "they still need to heal."

"Let me see!" Thor demanded. Loki glared at him. "Can you at least tell me how bad?"

"A Chitauri clawed me down my arm," Loki gestured at his left arm. "And used my face to throw me across the room," He gestured at the claw marks which had shrunk. "And I was run in by a sword."

Thor frowned, "Let me see." Loki glared again. "You can either show me or I will overpower you and look anyway."

Loki sighed and removed the tunic, aware that the Avengers could hear much of their conversation because of his idiot brother's thunderous voice. Thor crouched down and removed the bandage.

"This has been healing for a day?" Thor asked, usually Loki healed much faster than this.

"Yes," Loki crossed his arms.

Thor noted that the blade had gone all the way through, "your spine has healed. You don't seem to be in immediate danger." He looked up. "You could use that magic to do the spell."

Loki frowned. "I still need to find the center of the place, and I need my book."

Thor raised an eyebrow, "Stark can tell you where the center is and you've done this spell too many times for me to believe you need the book."

Loki grumbled.

Bruce looked up when the door opened. In came Tony, Thor and Loki.

"You need more bandages?" Bruce asked noticing that Loki had removed his shirt and bandages on his midsection.

"This is the dead center?" Thor asked.

"Yep," Tony looked around. "Jarvis, where's the center?"

"Exactly 12 feet, 3 inches from the south wall." Came the reply.

Loki made his way over to the spot and sat on the ground Indian style.

"Should I go?" Bruce asked timidly.

"Loki is performing a concealment charm," Thor explained. "He will be done momentarily."

"Should he be doing that with his injuries?" Bruce asked.

"Probably not," Loki frowned as he closed his eyes. "But I apparently don't have a choice."

"Brother…" Thor warned.

"I think I might tell Jane about Amora," Loki smirked.

"She cares not about my past," Thor frowned.

"It is quite hilarious," Loki continued to smirk.

"Do the damn spell," Thor's cheeks were slightly red.

Loki rolled his head so that his neck popped a few times. He then concentrated on his task. The spell itself was simple enough, he just wasn't sure if he had the energy to do it. The fact that it was the Odin Sword that ran him through was making it difficult for him to heal. Most Asgardian swords had been imbued to cause much more damage.

Loki mouthed the words to the spell, his left hand clasping his right fist. He could feel the magic coursing through him to perform the spell. It unnerved him how little was there. Focusing all his magic on the task he felt cries of pain from his body but continued.

It felt like forever to pull it out of himself, to cover the entire building. Rarely did he cover an area so big. Generally it was himself he was concealing. He moved his hands outward from his body and placed his fingers on the ground, gripping the building itself.

"Wh-" Tony voiced but the sound was cut off. Assumingly by Thor who had learned many times before not to interrupt Loki during a spell.

Loki felt the last of the magic leave him and nearly collapsed. The spell had taken more than he had thought it would. He had managed to make the building appear to only have Tony, Bruce and Pepper in it and hide the extra additions. A safe measure for when Odin or other agents should arrive.

Loki took a deep breath and opened his eyes. Immediately he shut them again at the bright lights. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. He tried opening them again but still found the room too bright. He must have overdone it with the spell. He figured he could fix the side effect when he had more magic in him. Loki closed his eyes again to the offending light and stood.

He opened his eyes to glare at his idiot brother. The spell had made him overheated and made him feel sick to his stomach. "There it's done," he glared more at the idiot.

Thor stared at him, not moving or saying anything. Loki tilted his head in question. Thor asked, "when will your magic return?"

"I don't know," Loki bit out. "I've never been stupid enough to use ALL of it before." His eyes darted to Tony and Bruce who were being abnormally quiet.

Thor nodded. "So, maybe a few moments?"

Loki sighed, "I don't know." He rubbed his temple.

That's when he saw the blue. Loki froze and his eyes darted to where his right hand was supposed to be against his temple: blue. He pulled the hand further away: more blue. He looked down: blue. He looked up at Thor.

"I did not know…." Thor frowned. "But it is fine, brother."

Loki wanted to scream at him. Scream at him for what he had done and scream at him for daring to call him brother. At what point in their lives had it been more clear that they were not brothers?! He looked down and saw that the offending blue was still present. It had never lasted this long before. He swallowed against the lump in his throat and trying to quash the thoughts of him being stuck like this.

"As soon as your magic comes back," Thor stepped forward. He was cut off by Loki slamming his fist into his face. Thor pulled himself back around and Loki saw the darkened flesh of his cheek from being burnt by the ice.

Tony and Bruce looked at each other and then looked at the two siblings. When Loki had begun to turn blue, Tony had started to ask about it. Thor had elbowed him which nearly sent the billionaire flying. Loki was now standing in front of them obviously distressed about the fact his skin was blue with patterns, his eyes were red and may possibly have fangs.

Loki fell back to his previous stance, holding his head this time. He concentrated, begged and pleaded with his body to emit some form of magic and that maybe he could fix this. He wasn't sure what held his Asgardian appearance the way it was beforehand. He never had to worry about freezing someone's face off or his vision. He never had to concentrate to make sure his magic compensated for it. If it was mother's spell then he was unsure if he could replace it.

Loki took a deep breath and his skin prickled slightly. He opened his eyes to see that the light was no longer blinding and his skin was no longer blue.

Loki didn't bother to emerge from his room until the next day when he became really hungry. He had ended up putting on the 'Hulk Smash' shirt because Thor never gave him the other one back. He sighed and headed into the room. It was deserted thankfully. The Asgardian headed over and found some of those pastries that Pepper had yesterday.

"Started to wonder about ya," Natasha smirked when she saw the god jerk up from his donuts.

"The spell required more energy than previously thought," Loki answered simply to the woman who leaned next to him.

"Which is what Thor said," Natasha nodded. "But that spell doesn't protect from video cameras within the perimeter."

Loki tilted his head in question.

"Why'd you go all smurf?" Natasha asked as she took a donut.

"What is a smurf?" Loki asked confused.

"These blue guys on TV," Natasha answered simply. She noted that Loki stiffened slightly.

"Who all knows about it?" Loki frowned.

"Thor, you, Bruce, Tony and me," Natasha smiled. "After you darted off out of the lab, Thor threatened them."

Loki sighed and then narrowed his eyes at the woman, "do I need to threaten you, Tasha?"

Natasha pursed her lips at the pet name but didn't comment on it. She wanted to know. "Is that an Asgardian trait?"
"Yes," Loki smirked. "Thor turns pink when he runs out of strength."
"Explains why he doesn't talk about it," Natasha smirked. "With all that blond hair too."

Loki chuckled at the image. He looked around the empty room. "Where is everyone?"

Natasha frowned at the change in topic but assumed she could get the truth out of him later. "Selvig and Clint are out plotting your death at a diner down the street. Darcy is probably talking about Asgardian physique to Jane at a coffee place. Thor and Tony are talking to Director Fury down in the lab. I think Coulson's in his room trying to get a hold of Steve. And Bruce has run off somewhere."

Loki blinked, "did I not kill Coulson?"

"Yeah, I'd not mention that to him," Natasha told him. "Though if you could magically whip up a life size Steve for him he may forgive you."

Loki snickered. Natasha raised an eyebrow. "Barton mentioned a lot of things. When mentioning Coulson he mentioned the Captain as well."

"What did Clint say about me," Natasha asked innocently.

"Not to piss you off," Loki replied with a smirk.

"What else?" Natasha grinned.

Loki frowned, "he said many things."

Natasha frowned, "my past obviously."

"Obviously," Loki nodded and then grinned mischievously, "he mentioned that you are quite the spy." He poked one of her curls, "and that you'd do whatever you had to for information."

Natasha smirked back putting her hand on his abdomen, "did he mention that I only did those things if I felt like it? Otherwise I'd just wait until the last moment," she pressed against his wound, "to get me out of such situations."

Loki winced slightly. It hadn't hurt that much but he wanted to play along with the woman's game. "What do you feel like?"

Natasha's hand lingered on Loki's wound for a moment before poking it with two fingers making the god wince. She turned in a twirl of curls and headed for the couch. Loki raised an eyebrow and wondered how a Midgardian ended up with an ass like that.

Hopefully I will be posting with as much ferocity as I have been the last couple of days. Eventually Loki will regain strength and start playing tricks/wreaking havoc/flirting etc

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