"And what would this present be?" Nick Fury questioned, slightly exasperated by Stark's reason for calling. The man was obviously drunk and the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. did not want to deal with his arrogance at the moment.
"It's – hic – a god we haven't seen in – hic – awhile." Tony was sprawled out across his couch, enjoying this thoroughly. He took another swig of the alcohol in the bottle he held, relishing in the satisfactory taste it brought.
"What the hell are you talking about?" There was an edge to Fury's words.
"Loki – hic – is with Rogers."
Thor had not found Loki. Two days had past of him searching throughout Europe and the land and sea surrounding. He had, eventually, gotten it into his head that perhaps Stark had been lying to him. But… Why? Thor began to fly back towards New York City, unsure of whether he should be angry or confused. Perhaps Loki had been in Europe when Stark had said that, then had left? Thor shook his head; there was no point in wondering. He would soon find out.
As Stark Tower grew closer, Thor flew faster towards it. With a swing of his hammer, Thor made his own door for entrance into the tower. Tony Stark dropped his phone as Thor smashed in and he began to giggle madly. Thor approached Stark and, as he walked, dropped his hammer.
"I did not find my brother," Thor informed him, a bit of anger seeping into the authority in his voice. Tony waved him off, still giggling.
"Tha-that's because… I lied." Tony was getting close to passing out, but Thor didn't seem to notice. A rage filled Thor that he had been lied to by someone he thought was his friend.
"What are you saying?"
"He's really with-with… with…" Tony, still grinning, completely passed out in mid-sentence. Thor gripped Tony Stark by the front of his shirt and shook him angrily.
"Stark! Where is he?!" Thor growled at the drunken man. However, he got no response. Upset, Thor dropped the billionaire and called for Mjolnir. Swinging it around in his hand, Thor created yet another hole in the tower, going off to search for Loki himself.
Steve and Loki were alone in the apartment. To them, everything was normal so far. Loki hadn't spoken at all, Steve was reading the newspaper, and checking in on Loki every half hour. Loki didn't move often during the day, but he seemed to be improving from when Steve had first found him.
When Steve stood up to go check on Loki, he wasn't expecting to see the god standing away from the couch where he had resided for days. Loki was looking at Steve's bookshelf, examining all of his books. With one eyebrow raised, Steve commented, "You like books."
Loki jumped and whipped around, fear entering his eyes. "Y-Yes."
Steve smiled. "Yeah, me too."
The smallest of smiles crossed Loki's lips and, for a moment, he felt safe for the first time. Of course, that was when the door was broken down by various S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. They pinned Loki and Steve to the walls and handcuffed each of them. Nick Fury strode into the room and said, "You are under arrest for housing the supervillain known as Loki."
A/N: Yes, I know, I know, I am a horrible person for not updating more often. I am a horrific procrastinator…
Hope you all liked this chapter! Even though it was really short... DX