Supersides (Sanders Sides x Avengers Crossover)

PATTON Pending

TW for language and Remus and light angst. Also, Logicality and Prinxiety are going to happen in this fic. However, please don't stop reading just because of that. I have read fanfic for many different pairings and ship a bit of everything so plz don't judge.

They had almost gotten through the morning with no one getting siriusly hurt. 

Technically, when Logan and Emille put their heads together, they succeeded, because everyone who had been in the Avengers tower at breakfast that morning was still in one piece. After stealing the main source of coffee, Remy had made his way down to the living room where Emile was discussing Voltron: Legendary Defenders, with Peter. Remy wasted no time flopping down on the couch with his head in Emile's lap and settling in for his mid-morning nap. Emile wasted no time carding his fingers through the man's hair as he pulled off his sunglasses. He really did look precious when he slept.

Logan managed to passive-aggressively coax Bruce into a tour of the lab - not that the scientist minded - and Virgil tagged along to take note of all emergency exits and other things around the tower. Thomas took a more official tour with Steve and Tony, who were excited to talk more about the young man's powers and try to figure out ways to accommodate them. Patton was also in the living room. He had failed once against chess with Natasha, said good game, and went to pester Clint with a million questions and dad jokes. Roman was less eager to call it quits and had lost multiple times already. Natasha forced him to forfeit when she noticed small bruises forming along his skin and the only explanation he provided was 'Virge was right when he said I was ego.' Instead, she demonstrated some simple fighting moves and he picked them quickly. 

Then there was a shout from the sky-light, a shattering of glass, and two figures dropping from the roof.

At the wailing of alarms, people were bursting in at every open doorway. Logan, Thomas, Virgil, and Mr. Stark, who was suited up along with steve. How they could've gotten suited up so quickly, no one could tell. They rushed into the room where everyone had frozen still at the sight of two people struggling to their feet. Recognition flashed through their minds. Holding up a bleeding Loki, was a bellowing Thor. 

The room was set in motion as if it was rehearsed. A few people ran turn the alarm off and set the panicking workers downstairs at ease. A couple more rushed to get a doctor - a professional doctor, at least. Steve ran to Thor, pulling him off Loki and trying to calm him down. Tony grabbed Loki and laid him down gently on the floor. The long gashes across his abdomen became more obvious. Roman was already summoning a long cloth to stop the flow of the blood.

Patton stood frozen. At the sight of all the blood, his face went white. As a second nature, he felt himself drifting forward, driven by the urge to help. He stood by the bleeding man. He looked to his side, where Logan stood. Patton distantly wondered what Logan could be thinking.

Logan was thinking that he couldn't let Patton freeze. He saw the expression on the side's face and he knew what it meant. This was a life or death scenario. They could not afford to freeze. He nudged Patton's side. 

"Patton. He needs you."

"No..." Patton trailed away, then shook his head, "No. I can't"

"Yes, you can." Logan tried pushing him further forward. "You're our healer."

"Yeah. Of cuts and bruises. I can't- I could never do this." Patton began to cry, tears making rivers down his cheeks and he tried to keep his breathing steady. "Why can't you do your thing," Logan shook his head.

"My power wasn't made for this. There are too many variables. Patton," Logic gave one last try, "He needs you."

Patton shook his head. "No," he said, "He needs Empathy."