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Chapter 97

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“Have I ever told you how amazing I think you are?” Tony chuckled and kissed Loki’s face softly.
Loki smiled at the flash and the warmth and returned the kiss.
"You have and I love you and think you're amazing yourself." Loki smiled, putting an arm around Tony's waist, he pulled him closer. "Wouldn't trade you or the children for the world." He smiled.
“I wouldn’t trade you either.” Tony pressed his forehead against Loki’s and closed his eyes, letting the smell of the god overpower him. Loki’s aura seemed to flood out into the room and drowned out all of Tony’s worries. He relaxed there and sighed through his nose, a small smile on his lips.
“Don’t ever leave me.
"As long as you promise to do the same." Loki smiled, relaxing enough that his mind focused on Tony to the point that when he closed his eyes he still held the image as well as many others. Before long Loki had fallen asleep.
Tony watched Loki sleep for a while before he too fell asleep. He fell into sweet dreams and stayed snuggled close to Loki the entire night.
Reality came crashing back to them when Remus woke up crying for his morning bottle.
The boys were up and looking for breakfast as well.
"Time to go back to the hustle and bustle Beloved; time to go back to being a parent." Loki smiled.
Tony groaned into his pillow but nodded and pulled himself up from the bed. He ran his hands over his face and turned onto his back before he was finally able to get off the bed.
“I’ll get him.” Tony stood and half stumbled into the room where Remus was. The baby fussed and cried and threw his arms around until Tony took off his onesies and let him cool down.
While Tony looked after Remus, Loki went to handed the boys. "Come on you two, time to eat. When you two are done, come into our bedroom. Get some pillows and some blankets for yourselves alright?" Loki told them as he took the bottle he made for Remus back to Tony and the no longer fussing baby.
Remus latched onto the bottle and suckled greedily, his eyes shifting back and forth between his two parents and he ate.
"What do you say we have a fairly quiet day with the boys and watch a few movies?"
“Sure, why not? I’m sure they’d love to watch movies.” Tony yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes. He stretched and went back into the room, flopping over onto the bed.
Toki grinned happily and grabbed his pillow and blanket and went over to his parent’s room.
“What movie are we watching?” He jumped up onto the bed and made himself a cocoon with his blanket.
Remus looked at Loki and smiled.
"You're coming too my little one." Loki smiled, grabbing Remus' napping basket and blanket as well as a few diapers and the wipes.
Fenrir finished off his food and did and he was told, taking the fur into his parent’s room and settling at the foot of the bed.
"Alright everyone in and settled Loki asked as he got Remus settled again.
"Yes." Fenrir answered.
"Yes pap. What movie are we watching?" Toki asked.
"Tony you decide." Loki told him.
He hated having to choose movies for the family to watch together. Being who he was, it wasn’t exactly like the infamous playboy had a long list of child friendly movies on mind, even with three kids. The only ideas that popped into his head were movies his father used to make him watch, if you could call science documentaries movies. There were, however, his old favorites. Tony nibbled on his lower lip then smiled triumphantly.
“JARVIS, play The Sword in the Stone for me.”
“Of course sir.”
The movie came on and Tony got comfortable with his kids and husband.
The movie idea was well placed when it started raining a few hours later. Remus gurgled away happily, his red eyes focus on the screen.
"Can I choose the next movie?" Fenrir asked.
"I see no reason why not." Loki answered.
"But I wanted to pick the next one." Toki whined.
"Toki, let Fenrir go first he's older." Loki explained.
The boy pouted.
"You can pick your movie Toki." Fenrir answered settling back in his spot.
Loki looked back at Tony wondering if he should stop it.
“Toki you can’t be selfish like that.” Tony looked at Toki sternly, but felt himself waver at the pleading eyes his son gave him. He looked like a hurt puppy.
“But…!”
“No.” Tony looked at the boy with the most serious face he could muster, and it seemed to work. Toki looked at Tony flabbergasted then frowned and crossed his arms upset. Tony felt horrible for having scolded Toki, but he’d read, and been told, that as a parent one had to be firm with their children. It was a slow process, but he was getting the hang of it.
“Don’t pout; you can pick the movie we watch after that.”
Toki said nothing but continued to sit there with his attention glued to the TV screen. After Tony’s movie was over Fenrir got to pick and another set of images came onto the screen.
Loki looked back at Tony and rubbed his shoulder.
It upset them both when the children weren't happy but at some point or another they had to learn when they could and couldn't have their way.
By the time Fenrir's movie had started, they all got up and headed for the kitchen to break for lunch.
Loki made Tony cook while he got to feed Remus since Tony did it earlier.
Toki was still pouting, but it seemed that it was just for show now. He only frowned when someone was looking at him, and he seemed quite entertained with Fenrir’s choice movie. Tony shook his head as he started on lunch and decided to keep it simple: sandwiches. The kids didn’t need anything super complicated anyway; they weren’t as picky as Tony was. So the brunette set about making sandwiches for everyone and he pulled out a bag of chips from one of the shelves.
“Sir, Captain Rogers is here to see you.”
“Oh God no.” Tony groaned and buried his face in his hands. So soon? Couldn’t evil just take a break for a day? Tony took a deep breath and looked towards the elevator. Two seconds later the doors opened and Steve stepped in, wearing, as Tony feared, his uniform. The soldier walked over to Tony and tried to force a smile.
“Stark.”
“Rogers, this had better not be as important as you think it is.”
“Somebody took Bruce.”
“What?!” Tony felt his heart stop in his chest and it seemed as if the rest of the world halted as well. He stood there in complete shock for a moment before his brain started working again.
“Who did? Do you know where he is? Is he alive even?”
“We know who took him, but we can’t be sure where. We’re working on tracking him now, but it’s harder than we thought it would be.”
“Fury’s useless. I’ll go down to SHIELD and track him myself then!” Tony felt angry suddenly. He walked over to Loki, his eyes frantic and his face slightly pale.
“Bruce is missing.”
"Oh for the love of the nine." Loki commented hearing that Rogers was coming up. One was just far too much to ask for without something in the world going wrong.
The boys looked up and knew Tony was going to go help as well.
"I help." Fenrir volunteered.
"No, absolutely not." Loki told the boy.
"But Papa I can sniff him out. We find him then." Fenrir eyes pleaded with Loki to go and help his Uncle Bruce.
"Alright but be careful." Loki told him. "I don't want you hurt." Loki looked up at Tony, "Either of you."
“We won’t get hurt, I swear.” Tony kissed Loki then he got into his Iron Man suit and the three of them got ready to go. Steve looked at Fenrir then at Loki.
"I’m holding you to that statement." Loki told him. Knowing full well his husband and son would return with a few bruises and cuts. Loki looked back at the captain.
“We might need you too. If this turns into a big fight, we’ll need a little magic on our side.” Steve nodded his head to Loki as they left and headed to SHIELD headquarters. Tony flew there as fast as his suit could take him and soon the Avengers were all seated in the debriefing room. Fury stood at the end of the table with a worried look in his eye and a grim expression.
“I take it you’ve all heard that Banner is missing?”
“Do we know who has him yet?” Natasha spoke up, keeping her voice level and her eyes calm.
Fury nodded.
“It was an old ‘friend’ of ours: Dr. Norman Osborn.”
Tony frowned puzzled when he heard this. He knew Norman personally, and knew the man had fallen into madness recently, but why take Bruce? Osborn was a lethal mind on his own as it was.
“Osborn?”
“Yes. Though we don’t know why or where they are yet, we can only guess it must be because of the new weapons we’ve been working on with Dr. Banner.”
“Great, you guys didn’t learn that making weapons is a bad idea when I got captured so you had to risk Bruce too.”
“Can it Stark! I’ve got every organization we can think of helping us track Osborn down. And if I remember correctly, I wasn’t the one dirty dealing in weapons.”
The two men stared at each other with daggers in their eyes before Fury continued.
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Tigeresscrazy's avatar

Why don't bad guys ever seam to take a day off so the good guys can have a break