Kept Behind Enemy Lines

C H A P T E R T H I R T E E N

"Well?" An expectant Freydis demanded the moment Loki opened his eyes.

"He is just sleeping now." He replied.

"He's already been sleeping for days. How much longer does he need?" Tony grumbled.

"Judging by his inner state, he will need quite a while longer."

"His inner state?" Steve inquired.

"Was not in good condition. You shall understand eventually." Loki said without looking up. His Seidr was still flowing into the teenager at the rate of a barely turned on facet.

In Percy's mind, he could only feel half of what was actually happening to him. If he woke up now he'd definitely feel every wound inflicted upon him to full capacity.

Unfortunately, nobody else in the room knew that.

"Why do you still use your magic brother?"

"I am healing him." Loki responded simply.

"Bull. You could be keeping him under for all we know." Clint stepped forwards. Thor gave a small signal and Freydis sealed Loki's magic.

Almost the second Loki's magic stopped the Percy's eyes flew open.

"See? I told you-" a shrill scream punctuated the air. Percy's back arched painfully as everything hit. Trails of fire down his back, twin blades down his body. He thrashed in the bed, moaning and screaming at the overwhelming pain coursing through his system.

"Freydis!" Bruce shouted. Quickly, Loki's magic was returned and Percy finally calmed after a few more spasms, the healing magic flowing into him once again. His groans reduced to whimpers and soon followed silence.

"I believe now would be the time to tell you midgardians; 'I told you so'?" Loki asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Shut up." Clint muttered.

"But still, what happened to make him react like that?" Natasha asked, staring at the sweat covered teen.

"Inside his mind he was being tortured by himself. Well, it was himself other than the typically cliche details such as red eyes."

"But that shouldn't affect him physically." Bruce stated.

"Perhaps, perhaps not." Loki responded mildly. He sat down in the bedside chair, hand still resting in Percy's matted forehead.

"How long will he sleep for?"

"You are the doctor. I do not know."

"Well then, I'm going to sleep. Heavens know I need it." Bruce yawned before leaving.

"I'm not leaving Reindeer Games here in his own." Tony huffed.

"Freydis and I will take turns at guarding." Thor promised. "Freydis, will you take the first shift?"

"Of course." She went out and stood just outside the door. It was the only entrance and exit, and was filled with panes of glass so anyone could easily see inside.

"There Man of Iron. You have your guards." Thor said before leaving. Gradually everyone left.

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It was another full day before Percy opened his eyes on his own time. At first it was difficult to see through the blinding lights and white washed walls. He almost had a heart attack before remembering where he was. Something smooth and warm was suffocating his forehead. He scrunched up his face, trying to shake off the contact.

"I wouldn't if I were you." A voice warned. The simple voice was vaguely familiar, but Percy couldn't quite place it.

"Who-" That moment his sight fully returned to him. "You. You were the one in my head."