A life together

Struggling

Immediately after hearing those words, Tony had asked JARVIS to show him whatever he found about what had happened. This is how he and Loki watched in horror as the helicarriers destroyed each other and fell into the city. They also saw Steve, Natasha and a new guy fighting some other guy with a metal arm.

"Sir, all the SHIELD databases were released to the public."

His eyes widened in shock, "What? Are you serious?"

"Very much so."

"Fucking hell, why didn't Nick tell me? Wait, that doesn't matter now, I'm gonna chew his ear off some other time. J, I need you to isolate all the information you consider sensitive and encrypt it. I also need you to give me all the information you can find about the agents who are currently undercover. If everything's public, they're going to be lucky if they can keep their covers for a few more hours. We need to send extraction teams their way."

"I texted Happy. He and Pepper are on their way. Whatever we have to do, they'll take care of Harley for us."

Tony looked at his husband and pressed a short kiss on his lips, "I love you. Now, I need you to help me rake these files. JARVIS, did you find out why this all happened?"

"It would appear that HYDRA was infiltrated within SHIELD, sir."

The genius nearly choked, "HYDRA? Are we talking about the Nazi organization that my father fought during WWII? The one that Captain America defeated in the 1940s? That HYDRA?"

"That same one."

"Jesus fucking christ," his hands were shaking. "Okay, okay, let's save the fact that I've been working with Nazis for another day. There's no time for breakdowns. Let's try to fix this as much as we can."

"I do not think we can do much, love."

He sighed, "I know. But we have to at least try."

An hour later Loki gasped looking at a file with worry, "Coulson and his team were undercover."

Tony understood at once what that look meant, "Shit. Okay, do what you have to do. Just try not to die and then take them to one of the safe houses."

The god changed his outfit in an instant to his Asgardian armor -vambraces and all. He gave him a mischievous smile and then vanished.

"What a clusterfuck."

"Wait a second, are you telling me that Fury is dead? That's not possible."

Those were the first words Loki heard when he returned from the rescue mission. Tony was on the phone, sitting on the floor with his back against the wall.

"Natasha, we're talking about Fury here. How can he-" Their eyes met and he decided to sit next to him, holding his hand. "Did you see him?" his voice was quiet. "Okay, just stay away from the public until we have more news." The call ended and Tony dropped his head backwards. "Nick is dead."

Loki's mind short-circuited. "What?"

"Natasha and Steve saw it. He got beat up and then they shot him."

The god huffed, "And you are going to trust the word of those two? You are Tony Stark, since when did you not check the facts yourself? Did you try to call him on that secure line that you two have?"

His husband froze in place and looked at him with a smile, "You absolute beauty! Lokes, you're a genius. At least one of us has a working brain, I swear mine is fried."

Quickly he got up and went through every drawer in the workshop until he found a small burner phone. He dialed a number and brought it to his ear. A few seconds later, Loki could hear, "You're an asshole and when I see you I'm gonna kill you myself."