So this is a prompt I'm filling over at norsekink on lj, but I'd thought I'd post it here. Just as forewarning these chapters will be short. I'm setting myself a goal of writing a chapter per day so they aren't going to be giant but they will be regular

Prompt (in short):

"Loki's having symptoms similar to those that go hand in hand with pregnancy and thinks that he may be. Since he's got no real way to make sure that he is or isn't pregnant yet he decides to play it safe for a while until the symptoms go away or he starts showing.

But he keeps finding himself in dangerous situations, which he would usually find annoying, but now they're absolutely terrifying because he might be carrying a passenger on board. Basically, I want to see Loki scurrying about, shielding his stomach at all costs and flinching away from anyone/thing that might hurt him and the baby he might be carrying.

Bonuses:

-If the Avengers spot Loki and attack him.

-If Thor notices Loki protecting his stomach, realizes why, then freaks out"

Enjoy!

It takes Thor a while to notice.

Loki is nervous and what's more is that he's not bothering to hide his fear.

The trickster looks panicked and his arms are wrapped protectively around his abdomen, hands clutching at the fabric.

The Avengers had managed to find one of Doom's hideouts and had stormed the place, guns blazing. Thor himself was in the thick of it. He didn't even realise Loki was there until he saw a flash of dark hair and green eyes that had to belong to his brother.

Thor growls, hefts Mjolnir and takes off after the other god.

Loki keeps to the shadows, to the edges of the room and seems to be working his way to the entrance. He stops behind the last pillar. To get to the door he has to brave the fight, cross several metres of unprotected space.

Thor doesn't see the distressed look on Loki's face as he glances at his stomach. All he sees is his brother hiding. The sounds of fighting have died down as the rest of the team apprehend Doom and his men. Heads turn to find Thor. Stark and the others look in time to see Thor hurl Mjolnir at the pillar.
"I'm sick of your games, Brother! Come out and fight!" Thor yells. A meaningful look is shared between the team and they move to stand with Thor.

As the pillar crumbles, Loki rushes out from behind it. His normal gracefulness is gone, one hand is wrapped around his middle and the other is outstretched as Loki attempts to regain his balance. He turns, wild-eyed, to face the Avengers. Panic and distress are clear across his face as the each of the heroes kick into battle mode.

It's Barton that moves first. The archer has sent an arrow Loki's way in an instant. That doesn't surprise Thor. What does is when it hits.

Loki is too slow to dodge and he isn't using his magic for some reason. The arrow lodges itself in Loki's shoulder. Yet even wounded in his shoulder, Loki's hands do not move themselves from his stomach.

That's when Thor connects the dots.
"STOP!" For Odin's sake, stop attacking!" he yells. The team pause and look at him in confusion. Thor only has eyes for his brother who, by that point, was kneeling, face twisted in pain. Thor himself drops Mjolnir to the ground and rushes to his brother.
"Loki, why didn't you tell me?" Thor's voice is quiet and filled with concern. If his brother was bearing another child, why was he even here in the first place?

Loki looks up at Thor. "You'd tell Odin, I'm not losing another child because of you," he hisses.
"Brother...no. I-," Thor stops and grips Loki's shoulders. "You know I never wished for that,"
Loki tenses and snarls in pain. Thor immediately pulls back and watches as Loki's face goes pale. Thor's hand is covered in blood and there's a stain fast spreading down the trickster's sleeve. Thor meets Loki's eyes again just as his eyelids flutter and then all of a sudden Loki is pitching forward, body limp. Thor catches his brother before he hits the ground.

Steve walks forward. "Thor, what's going on?"
The god stands, Loki held in his arms. Steve is struck by how small the trickster looks. "He is coming with us,"
"I don't know if that's the best idea. I mean-"
"No!" Thor snaps. "He is my brother and he is ill. He is coming with us," Thor's tone is not one to be argued with so Steve just nods.
"Okay then, bring him to the plane,"