Who am I? (A Sequel to 'Who are You?' A Loki love story)

Chapter Twelve- Christmas

"Beep."

Ugh. Nope. Too early for an alarm.

"Beep."

Wait a second. This isn't my normal alarm. My normal alarm is 'Radioactive' By Imagine Dragons. What was this? Shut it off.

"Beep."

That's it. I stretch my arm out to turn it off, but snatch it back to me immediately, my eyes flying open and I gasp in pain. I sit up, slowly looking down at my arm. It was completely wrapped in bandages. From my wrist, to my shoulder. I look around. Why was I in a hospital room? I notice that the beeping was a heart monitor, and I started to take off the sticky scanners on my chest.

"Miss Crest, I would not advise doing that." I jumped as Jarvis spoke up while I was taking my IV out.

"Jarvis? Where am I?" I ask, still taking the IV out.

"The medical floor of Stark Tower." What? Why was I.... Oh no. Loki. The Frost Giants. Those.. other people.

"How long have I been here?" I ask, slowly getting out of bed.

"About two weeks, Miss Crest." I freeze. What?! "Today is December Twenty-fifth. There is going to be a light snowfall throughout the day and night." I process this.

"Where is everyone?" I ask, setting my bare feet on the cold tile floor.

"They are all asleep Miss. They were able to carry Loki to his room about five hours ago, and they all soon retired to their beds." They had to carry Loki out of here?

"What time is it?" I ask.

"Two thirty in the morning, Miss. And may I suggest something before you leave the floor?" I raise my eyebrows in surprise. Jarvis was suggesting something? Okay then....

"Sure.." I say cautiously.

"Put your arm in a sling and fill it with heat packets. It should sooth and help your arm heal. I took the liberty of heating up a few packs for you." A table slides out of the wall, a blue fabric sling and heat packs on it. I (very difficultly) put on the sling and place the large packets inside, making it look like it was filled with jelly. But it did help.

"Thanks Jarvis." I say, heading up to the living room. I freeze when the elevator doors open. "No no no no." I mutter, walking into the room and walking around. "Jarvis? What is this?" I ask.

"What's wrong Miss Crest?" He asks.

"Why- Why are there no Christmas decorations?!" I burst out. "Nope. This won't work. Nope." I say. "Jarvis, where are all of Tony's Christmas decorations? I want them brought to this floor. Bring Dum-E too. He can help."

"Yes Miss Crest." I walk into the kitchen, and start making coffee. After one shattered mug, and two spilled sugar packets, I was glad that the walls were soundproof, and I had realized that this was going to be a lot harder one-handed. "Miss Crest? All that you ordered is in the Living room." I smile, grabbing my mug.

I walk out, and see several boxes and Dum-E setting right in front of the elevator doors. I smile, and crack open the first box, my smile getting bigger as I see the loads of colorful tinsel inside. The next few boxes contained a giant fake tree, and loads of ornaments.

"Jarvis? Dum-E? It's time for Operation 'Decorate for Christmas in three hours so no one finds out what we're doing'. Are you ready?"

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