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The night was filled withquiet stares and awkward situations. Loki ended up going back to his room with Bruce while the rest of the Avengers relaxed amongst themselves quietly. Tony sat at his bar, drinking expensive bourbon and thinking about random things that came to his mind. Steve had begun reading Twilight, trying to figure out why everyone was in love with the novels. Thor was sitting and brooding, looking down the hall that Bruce and Loki had disappeared. And finally, Clint sharpened a few arrows.

Tony sighed and asked loudly, "Why are all of you so boring? I've had pet rocks more interesting than you lot! We might as well talk about what's on all of our minds."

The team looked up and then Clint said, "He shouldn't be here. What if S.H.I.E.L.D.-"

"They already know. Fury is very angry and the only way that we managed to ward them off is because Bruce was getting angry, "Steve informed them. "They will be back."

"Why didn't you give him up?" Clint asked. "He's not worth the trouble."

"My brother is most definitely worth the trouble and tenth fold so!" Thor boomed.

"Got it, Big Boy. And you saw him, Clint, you heard his story, would you have given him up to people that would hurt him just as badly?" Tony asked, sipping at his alcohol. "Also, Legolas? I suggest you put those arrows away soon."

Clint grumbled and left the room. Steve went back to his book and thus the silence came back. Tony grumbled boredly. "I'm going to go check up on our peeps."

Back in Loki's new room, Bruce cradled his head and enjoyed the silence. Loki seemed content, if not still a little shaken by the day's doings.

"Loki? Can you talk at all or is there something I should know about?" Bruce asked him gently and softly.

The demigod shook his head no and curled in closer to his lap. Thinking for a moment, Bruce said, "Should I get you a notebook to write on? That way you can communicate with us?"

After a pregnant pause, Loki nodded and allowed the Avenger to get up. He watched him closely as he grabbed a pad of paper and a pen. Handing it to him, Loki instantly began writing on it. The thing was that it wasn't English or any other humanly language. Loki realized Bruce's confusion and sighed sadly.

"I'll have Thor translate and then I'll make a Rosetta stone of sorts, alright Loki? I'll be right back. Try and sleep," Bruce smiled gently at him.

"Thor? Can you translate this?" Bruce asked, walking into the living room.

The blonde god smiled, happy to be able to help. They spent a few hours, figuring out the Old Norse language. By the end of the session, Bruce could be considered a Norse expert. He thanked Thor and went back into the room where he found Loki, asleep on the bed. He smiled and sat next to the sleeping body before deciphering the message.

"Thank you, friend Bruce."

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