What happened? - FrostSpider

Chapter 3: Oh no

Natasha gently laid Loki on my bed. I smiled a little "So you don't hate him?" She shrugged and stood up. "We should go get dinner. The rest of the team are probally wondering where we are" My eyes widened. It was dinner!? That's when I realized how hungry I was since I hadn't eaten yet today. I looked at Loki. He must also be starving.

I nodded "I have to give Loki some food aswell though" She nodded "We can sneak some up for him come on lets go" I nodded and walked out with her locking the door after.

I looked both ways confused causing Natasha to laugh "You can't remember your way to the dining room can you?" My face went red in embarsment causing her to laugh even more and led me there.

We walked into the dining room greeted by the delicious smell of pizza and the stares of the Avengers. I sat down at the table "Where where yous" Steve questioned "In are rooms we bumped into each other on the way down" Natasha lied. I noticed something was off "Where is Mr Stark?" I questioned. "He went to get you from your room" Bruce answered taking a bite from his pizza. I started panicking. I knew Stark could get in my room without my key with the help of Jarvis. I turned around to see him standing their with something in his arms and eyes filled with anger.

Tony's POV

I walked up the stairs to Peters room. God knows why I decided to go up the stairs instead of taking the lift but I did.

When I got to his room I noticed the door was locked. Instead of knocking I decided to get Jarvis to open the door to scare him.

Jarvis open the door and saw someone lying on the bed asleep. I walked over to the figure and saw the person I dreaded. Loki. He looked different though. He looked almost younger, was skinny, extremely pale, bandaged wrapped around his torso and looked about 5,4 roughly.

All that didn't matter though I was just angry that the guy that destroyed New York was in my son's- Peter's room.

I picked him up. He whimpered as I did so. I carried the oddly light god down the hall taking the lift this time into dining room.

When I got their everybody stared at me as I glared at Peter who looked scared "PETER WHAT IS THIS MURDERER DOING IN YOUR ROOM" He gave a protective look "I helped him he was about to die" He answered walking towards me "SO WHAT LET HIM DIE" I blurted out Peter looked taken aback by what I said and I started feeling bad. He took Loki out of my arms "Let him wake up first before you do anything" He suggested. I looked at the rest of the team. Bruce and Steve looked confused, Natasha looked sympathetic indicating she already knew and Clint looked like he was about to murder him.

Peter started walking to the lounge as we all followed placing Loki on the couch. "What has he told you?" I questioned sitting across from him and Loki. "He doesn't remember much past his current age which is 14 in human years, he has nightmares which is what we assume is what happened during New York and after" "Who's we" Steve asked "Me and Peter" Natasha spoke up sitting beside the 2 boys rubbing Loki's hair off his face. We where all shocked at how kind she was acting towards the murderer.

I broke the silence "What about the bruises and bandages and why is he so skinny?" I questioned "We're not sure. We think he was tortured as some sort of punishment but where not 100% sure and he cant tell us since he doesn't remember" Pete's voice was full of worry but also seemed professional.

We stared at the 3 of them when Clint spoke up "Can I be the one to kill him?" "did you not hear any of that" I snapped. He shrugged "So what will we do with him?" He questioned "I don't know but when he wakes up we will ask him questions" Clint glared at me but I ignored it. I trust Peter and his judgement more then I would like to admit.

Loki started to sture and woke up. He looked overwhelmed and hugged Pete's arm "W-who are t-they?" He questioned. He actually didn't recognises us "They are the Avengers they wont hurt you I'll make sure" He assured Loki "Don't promises anything" Clint sneered. I glared at him and back at Loki who looked even more scared. His breathing sped up a little but Nat calmed him by rubbing circles on his back "Clint" She snapped at him. He just shrugged and left.

Loki's eyes darted between all of us again still looking overwhelmed. I kneeled on the ground in-front of him with my elbows on the couch. He tightened more into Peter looking at me and whispered "S-Stark?" My eyes widened "You remember me?" I asked him "I-I recognises you but I-I don't know where f-from" He stuttered in a light almost child like voice which would make sense since he is one. "That's good do you recognises these 2" I pointed towards Steve and Bruce. He shook his head

I nodded "Can you tell me how you recognises me?" I ask gently trying not to scare him more then he was "Y-you where in my d-dream" I wasn't sure if I should be honored or not. "What happened?" He looked at everybody who was still staring but he looked back at me and began explaining.

"W-we where in a t-tower that had a massive g-glass window, bar, and couch. I had this s-staff thing and but it on your h-heart. I-I was confused why nothing h-happened which doesn't make s-sense since I-I know the light on y-your chest" He pointed a shaking hand at my chest "I-is an arc reactor-" "How?" I questioned "I-I tried do b-build one but failed and b-blew up my r-room" Peter started laughing a little and I was shocked that this kid had the same idea as me hundreds of years ago. "Ok what happened after?" "I-I got angry and t-threw you out the w-window" I nodded "Yes that happened?" He looked scared "Y-you hate me d-don't y-you?" I shook my head smiling a little "I hate older you not younger you" He nodded "I hate older me too" I laughed a little.

We sat their is silence for a little. I moved back onto one of the couches beside Bruce who was now sitting down along with Steve. Peter finally broke the silence "Loki?" Loki turned to face him "When I asked you your age how did you know you where on Earth?" "I love Earth and visit it a lot so I recognised it when I arrived" He wasn't stuttering anymore which is good. I was also curious why he would attack a place he loved. Peter nodded. My stomach rumbled "Time for dinner would you like some" He opened his mouth but I interrupted him "And no arguing saying your not hungry bullshit you look like you haven't eaten in your life"