A life together

Breakdown

Tony was a rock. Hard, cold and expressionless.

From the moment Loki was captured, he felt that his brain had stopped working and had switched to autopilot. His actions were just rehearsed movements and his comments were mere empty sentences.

He couldn't look at him. He knew that if he looked at him, his emotions were going to leak out of the compartment in which he had stored them. He couldn't afford that luxury. He had to survive the transport of the god to the helicarrier and there, after that, he was going to be able to undo the knot that he had in his stomach and throat by releasing the thousands of accumulated tears.

"I don't like it," said the Captain.

"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?"

Yeah , he thought, I don't like it either .

"I don't remember it being ever that easy. This guy packs a wallop."

He snorted, believe me Cap, you don't know half of it , is what he wanted to say. Instead, he deflected the conversation.

"Still, you are pretty spry, for an older fellow. What's your thing? Pilates?"

"What?"

"It's like calisthenics. You might have missed a couple things, you know, during your time as a Capsicle", he knew he was getting on his nerves, but he didn't care. He needed to be distracted.

"Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in," he said, which Tony just found predictable. Uncle Nick had a tendency of keeping secrets.

"Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury doesn't tell you."

Lightning and thunder reached the ears of both superheroes, the plane shook a bit and Tony tried to hide his smile.

Finally.

Loki was looking out the window warily, "What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" asked the Captain.

"I am not overly fond of what follows."

Right there, the ramp of the quinjet opened and Thor appeared in all his glory with a murderous expression. He grabbed Loki by the neck and, sending a subtle look at the genius from the corner of his eye, he disappeared into the storm with his brother.

He quickly put on the helmet of the suit and joined in the conversation that Natasha was having with the soldier in the ridiculous suit.

"Doesn't matter. If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost", Tony turned and got ready to jump off the jet to chase after Thor.

"Stark, we need a plan of attack!"

"I have a plan. Attack", and with that last dramatic sentence, he flew off in search of the Asgardians.

Someone should give him an Oscar, because that performance surpassed his expectations.

Supporting the hypothesis that Loki had allowed himself to be captured, Tony was not afraid to separate Thor from him. He knew he was not going to run away, there was something he needed. They just needed to find out what that was.

"Friend Tony, that is not my brother."

"Jeez, what gave him away? Was it the electric blue eyes? Or the evil that comes out of his pores?"

Thor smiled sadly, "Rather the fact that he called you 'one of the pathetic mortals that lives on this rather dull planet'. It is not something my brother would say about the person he loves most in the universe."

Tony released a shaky breath and closed his eyes to keep calm. He thanked the suit for keeping him standing, because his knees wanted to put him down.