There were two different instances where you and Loki got hurt on missions and the other wasn't there with them. The first time it happened, Loki was the one in the infirmary at The Avengers Tower.

"What happened?!" you shout while on the phone with Nick Fury.

You were lounging around watching a movie with Tony, Pepper and Natasha when you got a call from the director who had some shocking news.

"Loki jumped in front of a group of school children trying to run away from the gunfire. He's arriving at the infirmary with Dr. Banner and Dr. Cho as we speak."

You hang up and run toward the elevator, frantically pushing the button to the correct floor.

"I honestly never thought I'd be applauding Loki for doing such a nobel act," you faintly hear Pepper say as the elevator doors close.

You know the others will be down in a bit, letting you get a head start as for the nurses and doctors to not have so many people in the room. You're shaking and biting your nail as the elevator ride seems too long. Loki isn't immortal and you know multiple bullet wounds can kill him.

"Dammit!" You slam your hands against the doors, willing them to open.

You're not familiar with this type of aggression. You just need to see him and make sure he's okay. Your breathing is erratic and you can't feel your body anymore as tears sting your eyes.

The steel doors finally open and you're running down the white hall until you see the only room with the doors wide open and four nurses, Bruce and Helen huddled around a table. You can't see Loki yet.

A female and male nurse see you coming and walk over to hold you back, repeating that you can't go in.

"If you don't get the fuck out of my way, I will rip both of your heads off and send them to your families," you growl, seething with anger.

You don't want to hurt them, but if they think they can hold you back from seeing the most important person to you, they're very mistaken. Threatening them was easier than throwing them through a wall.

The nurses look horrified and jump back. You jog forward and Bruce and Helen finally move out of the way after hearing your threat that applies to everyone and your throat closes up.

"Baby," you whisper, scanning Loki's shirtless form with white bandages wrapped around his torso, bottom of his right leg and thigh on his left leg.

He's only wearing black shorts as he sits up in bed with his hollow eyes on yours and sweat on his forehead.

"I'm okay, love. I promise. I'm already healing. I will be good as new in an hour," Loki assures you.

You sigh in relief and take the cold cloth from Bruce and press it against Loki's forehead. His skin momentarily flashes that soft blue color and eyes glow red, causing the nurses to actually gasp and one to freaking scream.

"Get. Out." You glare at them and they run straight out of the room and you hear the elevator too.

"What's the report, Docs?" you ask Bruce and Helen, steering away from what just happened.

"He'll be fine. He doesn't need anymore medical treatment as long as his own body does the work," Helen answers.

"You saved those kids, Loki. We're all really proud of you," Bruce says with a smile before ushering Helen out of the room for the two of you to have some privacy.

You look down at Loki who has a proud smile playing on his lips and you can't help but lean down and kiss him.

"You're a hero, you know," you say, pushing his hair back and keeping the cloth pressed against his forehead.

"I just saw them and those mafia guys didn't care and shot right at them. It was instinctual," he replies, laying a hand across his stomach.

"Next time, don't do it as recklessly. I thought this might have been the end. I get those kids are important, but you are important to all of us, especially me," you say, taking the now warm rag off and tossing it in the trash.

"Then where are the others?"

"Right here, dumbass," Clint says, still in uniform as he and the rest of the gang walk in.

"We didn't want to get killed by your girl over there," Tony says, smirking at you.

"Brother, I am very proud of how far you have come," Thor interrupts the bickering, standing on the other side of Loki's bed.

"Thank you, Brother," Loki mumbles.

"What you did was very brave and heroic. I'm proud to have you apart of our team," Steve interjects.

"Who would have thought that after everything, we would be the ones worrying about Loki," Natasha says with a chuckle, remember all the past bullshit Loki put everyone through.

"Who cares? He's a badass Avenger and superhero," Tony compliments unexpectedly.

"Don't sweet talk me now, Stark. You are not getting out of updating my scepter," Loki replies.

"But I'm working on a new suit model right now," Tony complains.

"Okay, enough. Loki needs to rest. Get out before you give him a heart attack," you say, shooing them away.

They all shuffle out of the room and Loki pulls you to lay next to him.

"I told you. They all care about you a lot," you say.

"It's nice. I never had friends growing up," Loki replies.

"My lonely prince," you whisper.

"Not lonely anymore."

Then was the time you got injured.

You had an assassination mission with Natasha where you would go in to secure the floor and Natasha would swoop in to put a bullet through some eccentric human-trafficking boss' head.

It was all running smoothly when you snuck into the building and took out six of the guards at their indidvidual posts, but then you turned a corner and ran into a whole pack of goons. You held your own for a while, but ended up losing your knife and gun during the fighting.

You were overpowered by the ten of them and got severely beaten and then stabbed with your own knife in your appendix. When you stopped responding, Natasha was there in a second, shooting the guards and looking upon your unconscious figure.

You had bruises everywhere and a puddle of blood surrounded you from the knife going all the way through your body and out the other side. Natasha wouldn't have freaked out as much as she did if you were conscious and your pulse wasn't so slow.

She had already finished the mission and carried you to the jet. Natasha took the knife out and did everything Bruce told her to on the phone to wake you up. You eventually did come around but only somewhat and your healing process was working slowly.

Not wanting to take the risk, you were immediately in the infirmary. By then, you were assuring Bruce and Helen that you were okay, and with more damage, the healing takes a little longer.

Loki is in the kitchen of the tower making some of Thor's poptarts when Natasha runs in with sweat dripping down her face.

"(Y/N) got hurt. She's in the infirmary," Natasha rushes.

The poptarts are dropped to the ground in a second and Loki is running to the elevator, just as you had. His chest is tight and palms are sweaty as he thinks about what could have happened this time around.

He races out of the elevator once it stops on the floors and sees the same nurses already heading toward him to hold him back.

"Move out of my way, you mewling quim!" Loki shouts and the nurses jump to the side along with the other two and Bruce and Helen.

"Hey, honey," you chirp as he runs to your side, checking you for your injuries.

You only have a bruise on your jaw and a few small scratches on your body with a bandage wrapped around your torso. You're wearing a sports bra and the pants of your uniform. Besides the small lacerations, you look perfectly normal.

"What happened?" Loki asks.

You explain the events and Loki clenches his jaw in anger. You chuckle and put a hand on his cheek to bring his emerald eyes back to yours.

"I'm fine. Natasha already got revenge. We're all good here," you say, leaning up to kiss his nose.

"You know whenever you get hurt, it brings me back to the first time," he mumbles.

"You say that when I get a papercut."

You laugh just as The Avengers run in and the nurses evacuate the room.

"My child!" Tony shouts, running to the other side of the bed. "Are you all right?"

"Shut up, Tony. I'm on my death bed and your voice makes me want to die quicker," you say.

"Hurtful," he replies, putting a hand to his chest.

"She's turning into Loki, I swear," Clint mutters.

"Thanks," you say.

"Being compared to a demi-God with magical powers and over-the-top intelligence is a compliment," Natasha admits.

"Okay, guys. (Y/N) is healing perfectly normal and she can be released now," Bruce interrupts.

"Sounds good. Be safer next time. We don't want to replace you yet," Steve says.

You smile and go to get up, but Loki picks you up instead and you sling an arm around the back of his neck as he holds you.

"I think I'm capable of walking," you say, playing with the hairs on his neck.

"I'm not taking any chances," he replies, walking to the elevator with the others following.

After that, you and Loki started going on more missions together so neither of you would get injured without the other being able to help.