Protective ~ Loki x OC

Part twenty//recover.

Tony and Loki looked at Thor annoyed, before realizing it was Olesia. Thor ran to the medical room, behind Bruce. Everyone saw her and that was enough, only Tony, Pepper, Bruce, and Loki were in her room as of right now.

Loki was shocked, his feet moving without his knowledge. His body was moving for him as his thoughts went berserk.

He was glad she was back, truly. Although he didn't know how she got back here, before they found her. They are the Avengers. How could they not find her, how did she know everyone would be here tonight? Why is she so cut up? Why do her fingers look burnt? Why did she pass out? Now he had to tell her about the possible marriage and the killings.

That'll hurt her.

Bruce started to attach wires and machines to Olesia. He got Loki to undress her and put a hospital gown on her; he then laid her back on the bed. Bruce continued to set up different wires and connected them to her arms, and chest. Avoiding the cuts, once all the machines were set up, he got a medical thread, tweezers and a pair of small sharp scissors.

Tony couldn't help but smile at the girl in front of him. He thought the same as Loki, how did she get out before they found her. Where the hel was she? Tony sighed but just continued to smile and boss Bruce around as he worked on his daughter.

Pepper and Bruce were just glad she was back, not really caring for the story. Just knowing she was back and they could help her, that's all they wanted.

He lifted her gown partially, keeping the blanket on her bottom half. He started to sew up each large cut, as he sewed them up Tony and Pepper were behind him inspecting every stitch and reminding him to be careful. Bruce continued to sew up each cut, and asked Loki to flip her over so he could get her back. Loki did and her back was quickly sewed, once she was sewed, and cleaned up. Now they just had to wait for her to recover and wake up.

Loki sat in a chair, bringing it next to her bed. He moved the chair so he was facing her, his hand over hers. He sat like that for hours, different Avengers walking in and seeing her. Finally glad she was back, yet they were confused and they would wait for her to wake. Loki waited next to her, for two days. Not closing his eyes for sleep, at all.

Until he fell asleep, unknowingly.

Olesia started to slowly wake up, unaware that she passed out. Her eyes staying closed but starting to flutter open. But choosing to keep them closed for now. The last thing she remembered was Thor's face. It was an annoyance, then turned to shock, then worry. If she wasn't so hurt she would've laughed, hysterically. Which she wanted to, man it had been a while since she had genuinely laughed.

Olesia thought back to Violet, if Olesia hadn't gone that route. What would have happened to her? Violet was sweet and innocent, yet Olesia was the same age when she was first taken. Partially being the reason she stopped immediately and helped her. She didn't take pity, it was pure fear.

The man that held Violet, looked eerily similar to the man that took her from her parents just eleven years before. Possibly the same man? A brother? A son? She didn't know, but just the sight of him, holding a small girl. Around the same age as Olesia, terrified her. She knew she had to help Violet out and ensure she'd be free.

Olesia started to open her eyes, the bright lights of the room blinding her. She sat there for a minute letting her eyes adjust before opening them fully, she looked around the room. Seeing all the wires and stitches on her, a little dried blood on her arm. Olesia saw the machines and liquids being injected into her body, continuing to look around. She had only been in this room once before her last kidnapping.