Together (A Loki/Avengers Fanfiction)

XX.

A week went over, and Peter's condition only worsened. Now the boy was sleeping almost all day, his fever going up and down. At the first Advent Peter woke up earlier than usual.
He didn't open his eyes at first, but as someone cleared his throat he immediately did.

"Oh, Mr. Loki! I didn't knew you were here!"
Then he noticed something. The two weren't in his room but in a dungeon like cell. "W... where are we?", Peter asked anxiously.
Loki smiled, but his eyes weren't happy looking at all. "Calm down, Spidey", he said in a calming tone and walked over to the boy. "You don't have to fear anything."

Then something strange happened. The eyes of the god turned red and his pale skin changed into a cold blue.

Suddenly the room went colder. "M... Mr. Loki?! What's happening?", Peter asked shivering.
"You are dying, my friend", the god whispered, his face so close Peter could feel his ice cold breath.

Tony was sitting next to Peter, and for the first time in a long time tears rolled down his face. Banner had told him he wouldn't make it.

It was his fault. He should've cared more for the boy, the should've called the ambulance or whatever but they didn't do anything. They were all focused on this stupid god and his problems but didn't do anything for Peter. If Loki weren't here they could've cared more, wouldn't be that absent.

But now it was too late.

"I don't want to die...", Peter whispered and the god smiled again. "I know, I know." His facial features softened and his blue hand rested a few centimeters above Peter's chest. "What are you doing here? And where are we? Why are you looking like this?" Peter's panic grew stronger, he wanted to stand up but he couldn't move.
"Well, we are in a room that's not part of the nine worlds, that can't be seen by anyone. And, to be exact, your body is at Midgard, Stark is crying about you. And I am trying to help you."
"What do you mean?"
"I will try to make you live. This is a painful procedure, and very dangerous and difficult, but we can do this."

The coldness was slowly getting unbearable and Peter started to cry. He would maybe die... But he wasn't ready yet, he was so young and had plans and...

"Now hold still, boy." With that words Loki shoved his hand into Peter's chest.