Chapter 2

Questions

His hands traced his body.

Their body heat mingled as they were pressed up against another.

He felt as if he could engulf the other man, for he was small.

Well, small compared to him.

Loki opened his eyes to find himself lying in the medical bay surrounded by candles, his head pulsing in a bearable but nudging pain.

Clint sat at the end of the bed, with the file Coulson had given him still in his hands.

"Isn't this a hazard?" Loki mumbled as he sat up slowly.

Clint looked towards him. "Rise and shine Sleeping Beauty."

"That file," Loki's voice was tired. "May I ask what it is?"

Clint flipped the file close and placed it on the table across the bed. His weight lifted as he came up beside Loki.

"Let's talk about you first."

"Oh, where do we begin?" he gave a sly smile. The lack of even a hint of a smile on Clint's face made him groan. He flexed his previously limp arm. "I can move my arm and my head is but a dull ache."

"What about the bite?"

Loki went to feel the back of his neck. He hadn't felt anything previous and he sure as hell doesn't remember getting bitten. However, he can feel the swell of his skin, but it didn't hurt.

"Don't remember ever getting bit, what does look like?"

Clint came in close, the dull light making it hard to see. Loki could feel the heat of his breath on the back of his neck.

"Small, looks like two punctures. Spider maybe? Hey, maybe you'll be swinging with Spider-Man come dawn."

"Ha-ha," Loki let out sarcastically. "What time is it anyway?"

"About four in the morning." They sat in silence. The candles flickered around them filling the air with their various scents. It was a scene Loki would have found most relaxing with a good book if the circumstances were different. Clint retook his seat at the end of the bed, his hand rested over the file which he had successfully diverted Loki's attention from before. He decided it could wait. There appeared to be a bigger picture here.

"What happened exactly?" Loki asked. Clint turned to him.

"A blackout. A huge, wide-scale, blackout." Loki could see something in his eyes that he's only seen once before, uncertainty, maybe a hint of...fear.

"How big are we talking?"

"As of right now, the entire country."

Loki felt like he might let out a fanatic laugh but was able to keep himself in check.

"How can an entire country blackout? Don't you have backup generators; isn't the power run all separately or something?" Loki knew much about this planet, but there was still a lot he did not know. Such as how they ran their power sources.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.s generator went offline." Loki looked up towards Clint. Then it clicked.

"The hacker." Clint nodded.

"I need to get to Stark Tower."

The streets were still quiet considering people haven't woken up yet to find the power gone. There were reports of a few accidents and cars were moving slow due to the lack of traffic lights. Police were scattered about the city trying to keep the traffic flowing as best they could. Loki and Clint made it to Stark Tower with no trouble, getting out of S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ was more of a hassle. Coulson didn't want them to leave until the generator was up and they had some idea about what was going on. In the lobby of Stark Tower, Clint was looking up at the elevator.

"So, what floor?"

"Bottom floor," Loki said as he led the way to the stairs. Clint followed and looked around the abandoned lobby. They made their way down slowly, Loki guiding the way with a small, green fire to provide as light.

"Where are we going?" Clint finally asked, the silence beginning to eat away at him. They stopped outside of a single door which Loki laid his hand upon. Clint figured he unlocked it since the next thing he knew he was walking inside.

"We're going to get some power."

Clint looked up at the very thing that had kept Tony alive.

Except ten times bigger.

The arc reactor.

"If Stark Tower runs on self-sustaining energy, why did it go off with the rest of the city?"

Loki turned away and bent down to retrieve a laptop and a wire he connected to the reactor.

"It wasn't on."

"Why?" Clint asked reflexively.

Loki stared at the screen of the laptop as it began to boot up. Clint turned when Loki didn't give a reply.

"I miss him." Was all he said. Clint hung his head and sighed.

The arc reactor came to life and lit up the tower. The sun was rising as Loki and Clint made their way back S.H.I.E.L.D. Loki informed Coulson that he could move there and use the resources until they figured out what was going on. It was madness as people scrambled to get what they needed for the move.

Loki needed to get out of here. So he set a goal for himself, something he should've done a long time ago. He headed to the lockers and changed out of his uniform into a black shirt and a pair of jeans with hiking boots. He grabbed his leather jacket and headed out.

"Where are you going?" said the man that barricaded the doorway.

"To find someone," Loki said. "Now if you don't mind Captain, please move."

Steve just shook his head slowly. "Don't Loki. We're going to need you here."

Loki brought his hand to his head, he felt a headache brewing. "S.H.I.E.L.D. can handle it."

"He doesn't want to be found Loki," Steve argued as Loki shoved past him. Loki ignored him and kept walking.

"Loki!" Steve grabbed his arm and yanked Loki to a stop. "This morning you were paralyzed, just because you're feeling better now doesn't mean you are."

"I don't need you babying me. I can take care of myself!"

"Can you?"

Loki glared at Steve.

"Whatever you're implying," Loki pulled his arm out of the Captain's grasp. "I don't give a shit. I'm going to find Bruce and you can't stop me."

He turned and walked away, not giving Steve another second of his time.