Tony groaned as Thor pulled him into a bear hug. "Thor please...hurts...owww." he gasped. The god let him go, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry. I just had to see you. We did not know where you were after Loki took your body. We had thought you had perished and...that maybe he could not accept that and decided to keep you." he said quietly. Tony leaned back on the bed wincing at the pain in his ribs.

"Yeah well, I'm good now. Well...almost." he said. Thor nodded again. "I was thinking we could send you back to Midgard. Your condition has improved immensely and I think it would be best if you finished your recovery in the familiarity of your native world." Thor said. Tony grimaced. "You make it sound like I'm an endangered species." he grumbled. Thor smiled. "Yes well you deserve to go home after all that has happened. I will have a servant pack your things when I-"

"No." Thor froze as Tony spoke. "What?" he asked. "No Thor. I can't go home. Not yet." His voice was barely above a whisper. "Tony, I am sure your people are worried about you. And Steve and Bruce also." Tony slowly shook his head. "I'm not going to leave him. Not after he's risked so much to keep me alive." Thor finally understood.

"I do not know where Loki is on Jotunheim. It is a vast land and I have only visited maybe two or three of its kingdoms. And there is still much more I have not yet seen. And the fact that the last time I went the people were none too happy about the outcome of my visit." He smiled as he remembered how he and Loki had fought together. It also brought him sadness, remembering it was how Loki discovered he wasn't truly Aesir.

"Alright Anthony Stark. We will find Loki and bring him home. Together."

The Other leaned over Thanos, his mouth downturned under his hood. "What happened?" he asked pleasantly. Thanos snorted in disgust. "Loki. That's what happened." he growled. He tried to sit up, but fell back when his back spasmed painfully. "I'm going to kill that little bitch. After I skin him alive." The Other smiled and to a step back. The man tried to sit up again. This time he succeeded in pulling himself into a sitting position against the head-board, grunting at the numbness of his lower body.

"Thanos...there is something you should know." the Other said. Thanos ignored him and threw back the covers. He stared down at the shiny metal of the lower half of his body. Then he looked at his right hand which was also metal.

"What is this?" he demanded. "Your legs were...unreparable. As was your hand. The frost destroyed the nerves and flesh. I thought the claws for your new hand would cheer you up. Apparently I was wrong." he said. Thanos looked up at him. "He destroyed my legs?" he asked. The Other nodded. "HE DESTROYED MY FUCKING LEGS!" He trembled with rage as he said the words. "I want to see him. NOW!" he demanded. "I do not think that will be possible. He has...disappeared for the moment."

"How the fuck can he disappear in my fucking castle! Find him!" Thanos snarled. The Other sighed. He wasn't even angry that Thanos was yelling at him which under any other situation he would NOT accept. He left the room in to return to the god's chambers to see if he had come back to it. He had not so he summoned Islis.

"I want all the servants looking for him. I don't care if you have to drag him to me. I want him in front of me this afternoon." he said. He grabbed the smaller man's face roughly. "You all know what happens if my wish is not met. Yes you do don't you? This afternoon. Now go." Islis ran out of the door like he was on fire.

The Other casually made his way back to the dining hall to wait for Loki to be dragged to his feet.

Bruce groaned as Steve shook him awake. "Tony's alive. Wake up. We're going to see him." the soldier said excitedly. The scientist sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He knew he should have gone to bed last night, but he's been so busy studying the resources of Asgard to even care. And the fact that since Tony's disappearance he'd thrown himself even deeper into it didn't help any.

He got up and went to the wash room to freshen up. Then he put on the Asgardian clothes Thor had insisted they begin wearing months ago. The god had insisted they were sturdier than the clothes of Midgard and would be more comfortable with the weather. Of course the god had forgotten to mention the seemingly endless straps and buckles that came with it. Luckily they caught on to the many straps and buckles to help each other into the clothes. They were still wary of the creepy servants.

When they were ready, they met Thor out in the corridor. "Steve Rogers and Bruce Banner I am happy that you are so wiling to come with me." he said. The men nodded. "Well, we were worried about him. We'd be stupid not to jump at any opportunity to see him just in case it doesn't come again." Thor shook his head. "Nonsense friends. Tony is just recovering in Helheim for the time being. Although he has voiced his discomfort. Repeatedly. I think seeing you will put him at ease."

Thor led them to the stables and mounted a horse. When Steve moved to a get on a lean black mare that had been prepared for him, the god stopped him. "I am sorry but you cannot take that one. She is Loki's. It's just that he does nt allow any one to ride her and Iwould like to honor that." he said. Steve nodded. "I understand." When they had all mounted a horse, they rode out to the Bifrost.

Heimdal nodded to them as he placed his sword into the contraption. "I can hear your friend's whining all the way up here. I thought he was supposed to be a hero of Midgard." Bruce smiled. "He is but that's just Tony. He's...special." The watcher hummed in amusement. "Have a nice time with Hel." he replied before twisting the sword and a bright white light filled the room. When it cleared, they stood in a dark hall.

"Well this wasn't what I was expecting." Steve commented. "What were you expecting?" Thor asked. The soldier shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe fire or something." he said. Thor smiled. "This is Helheim. A place where those who have not died nobly spend their time until Ragnarök." And then Steve sighed.

"Please don't start taking samples of the soil." Steve said, noticing when Bruce reached in his pocket and prepared to bring out a small vial. Bruce blushed. "I was going to do no such thing."

The Other stared down at Loki. The god knelt in front of him in a thin silk robe smiling. "What did you do to him?" the Other asked. "I froze his cock off." he answered. The Other frowned when he began to laugh hysterically. Islis shifted toward the door but one look from the Other made him return to where he had been standing.

"Oh? I had to remove both of his legs. And a hand. All because of you." Loki looked up at him, still smiling. "He deserved it." he said quietly. The Other slowly made his way to stand in front of Loki. He reached down and grabbed his neck, lifting him up. He hissed at the coldness seeping through his gloves but he didn't let go. "I don't care what he deserved. I am the one who punishes. Not you. Do something like this again and I'll kill you." he threatened. When he released him, he flexed the half-frozen glove.

"I don't know if I can trust you Loki. But I want that tesseract." he growled.

Thanos was standing in front of the mirror when the Other entered. "Did you find him?" he asked without looking away. "I did." he answered. "Then where is he?" Thanos demanded. "I do not think it would be wise for you to see him now." Thanos glared at him. "That is not important at he moment. I came here to talk about the tesseract, not Loki." Thanos growled but nodded.

"Will you be up for traveling tomorrow?" the Other asked. "Yes but, where are we going tomorrow?" The Other smiled.

"Asgard."

Author's Note: So I am so wishing I could make this go faster because I have this idea later on in the story that I really want to get out. But I am not Doctor Who and have no control over time. Booooo! OMG I want to speed this up so bad.

But here's an equation in which I find this easier to explain.

very slow typer+slight laziness+easily distracted by searching for fanfiction in free time+possible OCD because when I start reading a new fic I can't stop until I get to the last published chapter= slow-moving along for Loki's Resentment.

I suck at math btw. Sorry if that just confused you more han ever. Enjoy! :)