Stark Tower (Loki and the Avengers)

Oh Steve Poor Steve

Tony flew as fast as he could back to the tower without jostling the unconscious god in his arms too much. He didn't even know whether or not he should be carrying the god at all, having no idea what kinds of injuries he had sustained.

Tony felt bad for demanding Steve and Bruce go to the SHIELD building in the first place and then leaving them on their own, but he needed to get Loki back to the safety of his tower and scanned by Jarvis for injuries. The medical bay at the tower would be more than enough to hold the weak man in his arms, and Bruce was enough of a doctor that he would be able to help at least a bit.

Tony landed on the tower balcony as gently as possible, wincing when he touched down.

"Jarvis, buddy, scan Loki." Tony commanded quickly, holding Loki away from his body as the suit was carefully dismantled around him. He left the gauntlets on, unable to put Loki down to have them removed as he rushed to the elevator. He held Loki bridal style and as securely as he could, trying to ignore the fact that he could literally feel every one of Loki's bones. He tried not to study the cuts and burns all over the god's body, keeping his head up and eyes forward.

He almost ran off the elevator into the med bay, gently placing Loki on one of the three beds and pulling a machine over next to the bed. He quickly shed his gauntlets while he turned the thing on.

Tony looked up when he heard the elevator ding, returning to his work as he noticed Steve and Bruce getting off the elevator.

Bruce rushed over to the bed while Steve stood a few feet away, staring at Loki with a shocked look on his face.

"Did you have Jarvis scan him?" Bruce asked Tony, typing something into the Stark pad in his hand while fiddling with the machine Tony had gotten. He wasn't that kind of a doctor, but he knew enough from his own studies to help Loki as long as he didn't have to do any surgery.

"Yeah, Jarvis how's that going?" Tony looked over Bruce's shoulder, trying to find something he could do to help.

"Scans are complete, Sir." Jarvis pulled said scans up on the screen on the machine next to Loki's bed. "Mr. Banner, I presume you are able to understand the information these scans provide on Loki's current condition?" Jarvis asked the doctor, who was reading through what Tony would only be able to describe as a foreign language.

"Yeah, Jarvis. I got this," Bruce ran his hand through his hair as he read through the information Jarvis had provided him.

Tony moved behind Bruce to look over his other shoulder. "What's wrong with him?" The inventor asked, resting his chin on Bruce's shoulder while he pretended to read the Stark pad. "Other than the obvious..." He added as an after-thought, glancing back at the still form.

Bruce set the pad down on the machine before turning to Tony. "There's a lot wrong with him, but we can start with the simplicities." He pointed Tony towards a shelf and cabinet of supplies and instructed him to put an IV into Loki's arm.

"Loki is suffering major malnourishment, let's start there." Bruce turned towards Steve, who hadn't moved from his position away from the others. "Steve, can you help me clean him up?" He turned to yet another cabinet in the medical bay and pulled out a bucket, as well as a few soft looking rags. "I need you to fill this up with water for me." He held out the small bucket, but Steve didn't move.

"Are we sure we're doing the right thing?" He said, still un-moving. Both Tony and Bruce looked at him in disbelief. "I just mean, he's a criminal," Steve stuttered under the glares of his teammates. "And Fury had to have had a reason for interrogating him, he must be hiding something that SHIELD needs to know!" Steve squirmed a bit before solidifying his figure, crossing his arms and spreading his feet apart into a wider stance.

Bruce glared at him. "There was nothing Loki did that warranted the condition he is currently in. Now help me clean him off, we can deal with your morality issues later." Bruce threw the bucket at Steve, who barely caught it before it smacked into his face.

As Steve sighed and turned away to fill the bucket in a nearby sink, Bruce closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. Now was not the time to Hulk out.

Tony looked up at him, grinning. "I did the IV!" He had a childish grin on his face, and Bruce relaxed.

"Alright, now we need to focus on getting the things into his body that he was deprived of while he was – locked up." Bruce again turned to the list of things wrong with Loki, rattling off various fluids for Tony to hook up to the IV. By the time Steve returned, Tony and Bruce had just finished with the various medications to help Loki's recovery.

Steve held out the bucket, avoiding Bruce's gaze.

"Steve, why don't you go look over those files Tony decrypted. He and I can finish up here." Bruce took the bucket from Steve's hand with a sigh.

Steve nodded and turned towards the elevator without an argument. He needed to go over his thoughts alone.

"And Steve?" Tony looked up from his task of wetting one of the soft rags. Steve stopped walking and turned his head just slightly enough to show Tony that he was paying attention. "If you go to Fury, Jarvis will let me know."

"I'd advise against it, Captain America." Steve nodded, looking up at the AI before stepping into the elevator, still avoiding Tony and Bruce's gaze.

Currently going through all of my stories and trying write a chapter for each while I have a snow day here in America :)

Sorry for the lack of updates lately, I just haven't been up to writing