Bitten

Invited

Thor awoke on the floor with the worst headache he had ever had in his life.  Everything over the past few days was a blur.  He stood and walked over to the door and tried to open it.  Discovering it locked, he began to pace restlessly. He looked down realizing he was wearing a hospital gown.

Looking up at the observation window, he saw Clint sitting there silently with Steve who was on his phone.

"Barton, what has happened? Why am I locked in here?"

"What's the last thing you remember, Thor?"

"I was meeting the lovely Victoria." He smiled.

"Yea, well Victoria turned out to not be so lovely."

"Have care, Barton."

Steve put down his phone. "Thor take us through step by step from the time you parked in front of Victoria's brownstone."

"No! Not until someone tells me what is going on.  Why am I detained?" Thor's eyes began to glow.

Steve leaned over and whispered in Clint's ear. "Get Loki down here."

"Loki?" Steve stood up startled that Thor had been able to hear him. "Loki is aware you have me locked in this room dressed so...so... it is embarrassing."
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"Mr. Laufeyson."

Loki groaned and covered his head with his blanket.

"Mr. Laufeyson.  You are needed in the med bay. Your brother is awake."

Loki's eyes shot open.  He looked at the space beside him in the bed.  Of course, she was gone, it's daylight.  He felt completely drained.  Drained! He let that woman feed on him! What was he thinking?

"Tell them I am on my way, FRIDAY."

"Yes, Mr. Laufeyson."

Loki went to the bathroom and his reflection wasn't pretty.  He was extremely pale and there were two vicious bite marks on his neck.  Thank the gods he was a master of illusion.  With a wave of his hand, he was dressed, the bite marks obscured, and he added a little color to his face.

Even that little bit magic exhausted him.  He thought it best to walk to the med bay rather than teleporting.  This way he could go by the kitchen and scrounge for food before he saw Thor.

Down in the kitchen, there were a few sausage patties, cold and left-over but he didn't care and ate them in two bites.  He also saw some of Thor's beloved pop tarts and snagged those.  He was munching on a cherry one when he entered the med bay.

"Loki! Do you dare eat one of my pop tarts?" Thor banged on the glass. Loki stuffed the last bit in his mouth with a slight smirk.

"Excuse me, but I have been sitting vigil next to you for days, not eating, not sleeping.  I deserve this." He took the second pop tart from the foil packaging and took a bite.

"They're better toasted." Thor grumbled but then startled "What do you mean days?"

"Yes, days, Brother." Loki looked genuinely concerned. "You scared me.  I thought I was going to lose you."

"What happened?" Thor sat on the bed.

"That's what were trying to find out.  Glad to have you back Point Break." Tony entered, also eating a pop tart.

"Is that blueberry?" asked Loki.

"Yep." Said Tony. "Thor hides them behind the canned goods."

"Hmm, good to know."

"Can we please stop talking about pop tarts, especially since I am denied one, and tell me why I am locked in this room?" cried a frustrated Thor.

Loki teleported a pop tart to Thor who smiled appreciatively.