Recovery (Avengers/Loki Fanfic)

Chapter Five

Jasmine's P.O.V

"Rachel what's wrong?" I console her.

"Just Loki being his arrogant self"

"What did he do now?"

"I started to get memories of that place Jaz. What they used to say to me and the pain. I'm gonna go to my room now" Rachel says as she collapses clearly exhausted.

"Is she ok?"

"Yeah she's fine. Steve can you carry her to her room?"

"Yeah of course"

"Thanks Steven."

RACHEL'S POV

I wake up after yet another test. My skin is pale and blotchy.

They injected me with a immunity serum and locked me back up. It wore off and now I'm fighting the side affects. My throat burns and so do my lungs. I know if I make a single wrong move they'll beat me again. I try and concentrate on anything but the pain.

I look over at the pen on the floor.

I stare into it, my eyes bore into it's fine plastic coating.

Suddenly it moves. I jump in surprise.

There's no way I did that.

—————————————————————————————Later on that night———————————————————————————— JAS' POV

It's past midnight. I hate sleeping on the helicarriers. It's just never silent on these things and I always have a bad feeling-

Suddenly an ear splitting screech echos up the hallway. I get up and dash to Rachel's room. S.H.I.E.L.D agents are surrounding the door and all the avengers are there and so is Fury.

Something is going down.

The agents bust down her door but are immediately thrown back by a violent force of air.

They start to carry an unconscious Rachel to Loki's cell.

I hope they know what there doing.

Loki's POV

I put down my book as the mortals bring Rachel into the detainment centre. She's unconscious. I'd suspect by the look of her she had some kind of overload.

"LOKI!" Thor stands next to my cage.

"What do you want you blond buffoon?"

"MOVE AWAY SO WE CAN PLACE LADY RACHEL IN THE CAGE"

"NO"

"MOVE"

"Why should I"

"She is waking up" Speaks the girl who looks alot like me.

Thor rushes into the cage pinning me to the wall. The agents carry the girl in drop her to the floor with a loud crash then run out with Thor following like something was going to go off.

They were scared of her.

How cute.

"Be careful brother"

"I AM NOT YOUR BROTHER"

All agents leave the area. Well.

Why should I Loki, the GOD of Mischief be careful or scared of such a puny and weak girl.

I look over at her stirring form. A pained expression comes across her face. She starts screaming bloody murder.

After an hour of screaming she looks up at me.

I can see the pain and pleading in her eyes

"help me" she whispers before she is thrown into another fit.

Pure terror etched on her features.

I try to get near enough to touch her but am immediately thrown back against the glass wall. Damn that hurt.

Well I have two options let her srcream and remain in pain or help.

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Rachel's P.O.V

The memories were getting worse and worse, all the beatings, the injections, the words. It was all playing over and over again.

Suddenly they were gone. I was in a medow. It was all so calming but how.

How did I get here.

I look around and see a figures itting uder a tree a little way from me.

Maybe they did this.

I walk over just enought to see him.

It was....Loki?

Why would he do this.

"Loki"

"Yes, Rachel"

"Thank you, again. Did you see anything"

"Yes I did" He looks over at me. A look of respect on his face. Does Loki respect how I am after what I have gone threw.

"What did you see"

"A white lab, men in masks, beatings, starvation, injections, more beatings, the words they would call you, insignificant, worthless, weak, waste of space, monster. I saw your strengh and ability to fight them off some days while others where you couldn't even lift a finger to stop them"

I didn't realise I was crying until Loki pulled me into a hug and wiped away my tears.

We stayed like that for what felt like hours.

I let out all the tears I had been holding in for years. He would just hold me and tell me I was safe.

Safe.

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(A/N) So guys that is the chapter. Thanks for reading.

HUGE thanks to THESURREALTWILIGHT for without her expertise in writing most of this chapter would not exist.

Feedback would be great and if anyone has ideas let me know they might make it into the story.

In Llamas we trust