Finally Gage could come home. "I'm not using a wheelchair." Quinn gave him a look, holding the wheelchair handles. "Your using this wheelchair." "Am not." "Are to." "Am not!" "Are to!" Clint walked into the room with two coffees. He gave a look to both of them. "Children, shut up." Quinn and Gage both stopped, blushing. Clint shook his head. "Just use the damn wheelchair until we get to the car then you can be a stubborn ass all you want at home." Gage groaned. "Fine." He started to move then winced, holding his stomach. Quinn had helped him dress in some jeans and a tee shirt. It always took her aback when he was dressed in normal cloths and not ready for combat like he is most of the time. He looked so young.
Quinn went to him, helping him. "Here, I got you." Her arm went around his waist, helping him stand. Once he was in the wheelchair he looked up at quin. "Sorry I'm a stubborn ass." She smiled, kissing his cheek, holding the wheelchair handles. "Your my stubborn ass thou." He smiled, tilting her head to meet her lips. They kissed for a few seconds before Clint cleared his throat. They stopped, looking at him. Clint gave them a look. "As lovely as this is I would like to go home." Gage sighed. "Home sounds amazing."
She started to wheel him out of the room, Clint holding the door open for them as they made there way to the waiting room where her dad and mom were. They got to the waiting room where tony and Kim stood, walking to them. Tony smiled. "Ready to get out of here?" Gage smiled. "Always. Theres no place like home right?" Tony chuckled. "Right."
After some helping in the car and finally driving. They were home. Happy parked the car in front. "Home sweet home sir." Tony smiled, getting out. "Thanks Happy." Everyone started to get out. Quinn helping Gage stand. He winced. She frowned. "Easy. Slow movements." "Not the first time getting stabbed sweetheart." "We'l its the first time you've been stabbed with a girlfriend." "True. Most were just flings." Quinn gave him a look. He sighed. "I'l shut up." "Yeah, You better or else were gonna have a long discussion about how you were as bad as TJ."
It was quite a few minutes before they could get to his room. Thank God for helped Gage lay down on the bed. He winced as he laid down. She kissed his cheek. "I'l get your meds and be back up, ok?" He nodded, looking about to fall asleep, thou a bit pained.
TJ and Loki came into the kitchen, seeing how everyone all had a different level of exhaustion. Clint was already making a pot of coffee. Loki frowned. "Is everything alright? I thought the soldier was safe." Tony nodded. "He is but now that is done and over with and were home, everything is...sinking in." Kim gave a sad smile. "spending time in the hospital is exhausting. But thank God he's ok."
"There is no God." All eyes looked over to the entrance way to the living room, seeing Luke standing there in his black suit and red tie. Tony glared, getting in front of Kim, Clint getting his gun out, aiming at him. TJ glared, standing in front of Loki, looking at his mom and dad who looked like they knew who this was. "Mom, dad.. Who the hell is this?" Luke started walking toward TJ. "Sorry, forgot to introduce myself." He was about to hold his hand out for TJ to shake when Tony quickly got in front of his son, glaring down Luke. "You'll get away from him right now."
The room was quiet for a moment. TJ had Loki behind him. TJ glared, looking around. "This dosnt answer my question. Who is this?" Kim spoke up quietly. "Luke. The king of hell." Luke saw Loki, smiling. 'Loki. Your doing well. Dear old dad finally kick you out?" TJ looked at Loki. "How does he know you?" Loki swallowed, looking terrified. "He's my uncle." Luke grinned. "Family reunions are nice arnt they? Well. I'm afraid I must be going, souls to collect, torture and whatnot-" Suddenly he fell over, grunting in pain. Behind him was Quinn, standing in a fighting stance, nearly growling. "I thought we made it clear your not welcome."
Luke chuckled lowly, getting up, rubbing his head. "Oh Kim, your daughters quite the fighter. I just came back to share my condolence on your loved one returning home." "He's not dead." Quinn glared. He smirked. "aint that a shame. Well, there is next time." Then he was gone. Clint was the first to react. "Shit! He's not gonna stop bothering us is he?" Kim frowned. "No. Until he has one of our souls, which would mean death, he's not gonna stop." Quinn walked closer. "There has to be some way. I'l do some research while I watch over Gage. Wheres his meds?" Clint reached into his pocket, handing her two bottles. "Here." She took them. "Thanks. Then made her way back upstairs.
When the pain meds put him to sleep she got her Stark-pad out, looking up how to get rid of bad spirits, demons, whatever she could find or think of. Seemed it was fairly simple. Salt,certain markings, Iron and Sage can keep them away but then she also found a couple of people she could contact. Most seemed, cheesy?She wasn't sure the right word. But one was of two brothers and a very nice classic Impala. She found there email and sent for advice. Hopefully this dosnt warrant a visit.
AN: OMG I'm sorry it' been forever but here it is!