Disclaimer: I don't own any of the MARVEL-characters.

Warnings: AU, incest, slash, Scumbag!Odin, cursing, slight Dub!Con, explicit scenes and language.

Rating: M!

AN: Thank you so much for the reviews! I didn't think people would actually enjoy this story since it's so dark and all. Also, Loki's a bastard and I didn't think people would enjoy him that way. Apparently, Loki is a charmer no matter what he says or does. To CreggaFoeseeker: I kept Tony's canon-age (while making Loki and Thor younger) because I wanted him to possess certain life-wisdom. Also, you gave me the idea of making Tony's part a bit bigger. There is actually a part of this chapter in his POV so that is explained why he puts up with Loki and why he wants to help him.

Enjoy the last chapter!

Bend and Break

Part Four

Tony carefully hands Frigga to Odin. She is lying unconsciously on the cold stones of the kitchen, her face white and her lips dry. She looks awful. Odin lifts her head and places it in his lap. He gently strokes her hair and Tony is unsure of what he's supposed to do now.

Then Odin looks up at him. He looks like a broken man. "Can you find Loki for me?" He asks, his voice barely a whisper. He continues to stroke Frigga's hair. "I'm afraid he'll do something rash."

"Yeah, sure." Tony doesn't hesitate and hurries from the room. He has to admit that he fears for Loki as well. The boy had looked utterly shocked and lost. Tony had felt a faint pang of recognition. He makes his way through the crowded main room – ignoring the many calls of his name – and exits his mansion through his front door.

When he hears a familiar and friendly voice, he does turn around. Bruce Banner, his longtime friend, comes running towards him. He sports a frown on his face and has clear concern in his kind, brown eyes. "What's going on?" Bruce asks when he stands next to Tony.

Tony hesitates if he should tell Bruce, but then he thinks that they'll find Loki quicker if they work together. "Odin and Loki had a fight," he says reluctantly. He doesn't want to spread the news around and he certainly doesn't want to start any gossip. The story is much too wild and wrong for that. "It was bad, Bruce, really bad. I fear Loki is going to do something rash now."

Bruce bites down on his lip and Tony can tell that he is thinking something conflicted. He doesn't have time for this. "What's on your mind?"

"Just," again, Bruce hesitates, "this is Loki we're talking about. He always does something rash. Last time he threw his drink in your face without any reason. I'm also pretty sure that it was his brother that broke two of my car-windows."

"I'm not talking about that kind of rash." Tony can tell that there is more on his friend's mind. "Seriously, Bruce, I've got to find him so what are you really thinking?"

"Why do you care so much for this boy?" Bruce asks. He sounds uncertain when he speaks the words; like he fears he might hurt Tony's feelings or something. "He's an unstable rich kid that only strives for constant attention."

Tony looks angrily at Bruce. "No," he says briskly. Then he hesitates a moment because he's not sure if he wants Bruce to know the complete truth. "I was like Loki many years ago. You should have seen me when I was twenty. I was drunk all the time and I cared nothing for the world." He sighs heavily as he remembers it all. "I turned my back on everything and everyone, but I just…I felt incredibly alone because I thought no one understood me."

Bruce swallows heavily.

"I thought my father didn't love me, I thought my mother had abandoned me." Tony turns down his gaze and forces himself to keep breathing evenly. "Luckily, I met someone that shook me from that nightmare. If I hadn't, who knows where I would have been right now. Loki is just like that. He needs someone that won't turn his back on him when he screws up because that's the only thing he really expects from life."

"I'm sorry, Tony," Bruce whispers.

"Don't be," Tony smiles weakly, "you saved me, remember?"

Tony fondly remembers the first time he had met Bruce. He had hated the scientist, but Bruce had been persistent and over time, they had grown a close, nearly indestructible friendship. Bruce had been the one to never leave his side and to support him no matter what.

"So let's save a little, lost and scared boy," Tony sighs, "if we manage to find him in time."

"I will look inside, see if he's upstairs or in one of the bedrooms," Bruce offered, "I'll keep an eye out for Thor as well."

"Good," Tony turns to look ahead and into the dark night. He wishes he didn't have such a massive backyard. "I'll look outside."

~ o ~

Loki is sitting against the wheel of a car. Last time he had been in this parking lot, he had kissed his own brother. It isn't exactly a memory he is found of. He closes his eyes and lets his head fall back. He can hear footsteps approach him, but he doesn't recognize them. When he opens his eyes, he needs a moment for his vision to adjust, but then he sees Tony Stark sitting next to him.

"This is…a great…party." The words don't fall easily from his tongue. He has trouble finding the right words and he barely gets them off of his chest. His mind is foggy and he likes it. The numbness is slowly taking over his body and he allows it. "Much better…than the last…party."

"I've been looking all over for you," Tony says. His heads turns so that he can look directly at Loki. "What happened inside…that was quite something."

Loki laughs slowly. "I just…admitted the…vilest truth to…my parents," he slurs, "I'm surprised…you can still…look at me."

"So you really did it with Thor?"

He wants to nod, but his head just falls forward and he has trouble getting it back up. His muscles become weak and he loses control over his body. Now all he has to do, is wait for the loss of control over his mind.

"I always envied kids that had parents," Tony says, still looking at Loki, "I thought that any family had to better with a mother and father. I think you just proved me terribly wrong."

Loki lifts his arm, shakily and uncontrolled, and brings the bottle of vodka to his lips. He stole it from the bar just before he escaped the mansion. It's already empty and Loki throws it away angrily. It breaks into a dozen pieces.

"Don't tell me you drank all that."

"I'm starting…to feel…a bit…better." He feels like rolling up into a ball and crying himself into a deep sleep. He wishes he could find the strength to move, but his body is no longer listening to him. He took too much alcohol and too much pills. Way too much!

Tony shifts besides him. He grabs Loki's shoulders and forces him to look up at him. "Hey, Loki, open your eyes." He feels Loki's forehead which is sticky with sweat and feels incredibly hot. "You're burning up. Loki, you look awful."

"But I…feel…better."

Tony shakes him. "Look at me!" There comes no reaction and he quickly realizes a truth. "You're not just drunk. What did you take?"

More footsteps approach. Loki is starting to forget about the world around him and he cares for nothing anymore.

"Here you are!"

Loki recognizes the voice: it's Bruce Banner, a close friend of the Stark family.

"Loki, what did you take?" Tony repeats while voice grows incredibly loud.

Loki groans since he can't stand the noise and he wants Tony to shut the fuck up. He tries to push Tony's hands away, but the billionaire will have not of it. "Loki!"

Reluctantly, Loki grabs into his pocket and reveals an empty, yellow bottle. It reads Benzodiazepines on the label. Tony has used the occasional recreational drugs when he was younger, but he mostly stuck to cannabis and LSD. He knows very little about Benzodiazepines, only that it isn't that lethal except when used in certain combinations.

Tony's eyes fall on the empty bottle of vodka a few yards away. Benzodiazepines and alcohol is not a good combination. Tony starts to panic and he shakes Loki even harder.

"Bruce, call an ambulance!" Bruce doesn't even hesitate and he pulls out his cellphone. When he sees Thor walking in the distance, he yells for his attention and points to the nearly unconscious Loki. Thor rushes towards them and falls to his knees besides his brother. It is clear that he knows what has happened between his brother and his father.

"He took a lot of pills and alcohol. He's not responding," Tony breathes. He lets go of Loki when Thor pulls him onto his lap.

"Loki, hey, it's me," Thor already has tears in his eyes, "what did you do?"

Loki mutters something, but it's not very audible. Then he repeats it, "Let me go, Thor."

Tony only watches the heartbreaking scene before him. He finds it difficult to look away from Thor and Loki. He even feels a bit guilty. He should have stopped the verbal fight between Loki and Odin. Hell, he should have kicked Loki out of his house! It would have prevented this.

"The ambulance is on its way," Bruce tells them.

"Did you hear that, Loki?" Thor's voice sounds incredibly fragile. "You're going to be fine." He pulls at Loki so that he sits up more. "You have to throw up, Loki, come on."

"No!" Loki wants to cover his mouth with his hands, but the gesture fails and he doesn't immediately find his mouth. "No, Thor, let me go."

Tony begins to understand what Loki is trying to say. He doesn't want to get away from Thor's grip. He wants to get away from the world. The massive intake of Benzodiazepines and alcohol wasn't an accident. This was a genuine suicide attempt. Tony feels shocked to his bones.

"You're not dying," Tony doesn't know why he says it, "you're not dying here and now."

Thor is crying now, big, round tears rolling over his cheeks. It's strange to see such a large, broad man weep like a child. "Of course not. Things will get better, Loki. I know we've been a fucked-up family for so long now, but things will get better. I am going to be your brother again. A proper brother. I am going to protect you!"

Tony feels tears come to his own eyes. For a long time, he hadn't cared for Loki or Thor. He'd always found them spoiled brats, but now he had an entire different idea of them. All he sees is a pair of fucked-up, helpless boys and he wishes he could help them in some way. He wishes he could have already helped them in the past.

Loki doesn't react anymore. He has gone completely limp in his brother's grasp.

Thor shakes him. He grabs his little brother's face and yells at him. Tony falls back and feels Bruce's supporting hand on his shoulder. It's meant a reassuring gesture, but Tony finds it pointless. They are watching a young man die and they are doing nothing. There is nothing they can do.

The ambulance sounds in the distance.

~ o ~

When Loki opens his eyes, he instantly knows he's lying in a hospital bed. The filthy white light hurt his eyes, but it's his head that causes him the most problems. It feels like it's about to explode. He pushes himself up, already feeling annoyed by the IV that's sticking out of his arm. He moves to pull it out, but a large hand grabs his own.

"Leave it," Thor orders. He smiles faintly when Loki looks at him. "You look better."

Loki drops back down and closes his eyes. He realizes only now that he is still alive and that he is still stuck in a horrible family. "This wasn't supposed to happen."

"Don't say that," Thor says weakly, "you don't want to die, Loki."

At that moment, Loki notices that his parents aren't with him. Well, he supposes he shouldn't call them his parents anymore. It's a painful thought, but he hides it from Thor. Then he wonders whether Thor knows that he's adopted. He turns his head and looks into his brother's blue eyes. They remind him of Odin and again, it hurts.

"Why are you here?" he asks. It's a legit question. For all intents and purposes, Loki destroyed his family with his behavior. It's not that he feels entirely guilty, but he doesn't wish this fate to his brother. He has always liked Thor. It was one of the few people in the world that stuck with him, no matter what.

"You're my brother," Thor answers, "where else would I be right now?"

"Well, I have a mother and a father and they're not here," Loki sneers.

"While you were sleeping," Thor says reluctantly, "some things happened."

Loki widens his eyes. He's not sure he wants to hear Thor's next words.

"Father left."

That makes Loki raise his eyebrows. This makes it official then. They no longer are a family. They haven't been a family for years, but now the whole world knows it. It's official. Loki feels strangely relieved. At least he doesn't have to pretend anymore. "I'm sorry I broke apart your family, Thor."

"Don't be," Thor quickly counters, "you and I both know this is for the best."

"Do you know where Odin escaped to?"

"No," Thor sighs, "but he took all of our money. Or what was left of it anyway. He's been planning this for months, ever since the company was going bankrupt. Then he forced mother to choose. Either she could come with him or she could stay."

The fact that Frigga wasn't currently sitting at his side was a good enough answer.

"She chose you, Loki," Thor explains.

A crazy laugh escapes Loki's throat. "You expect me to believe that? If she had chosen me, she would be here."

"She's been sitting by your side for days while you were sleeping," Thor continues, never raising his voice, never losing his temper, "but she had an appointment with our lawyer."

"I thought Odin took all of our money," Loki says, knowing that their lawyer was very expensive. He is starting to believe that Thor is feeding him a bunch of lies in order to make him feel better; to prevent him from trying to kill himself again. If that is the case, then he is definitely going to try another way.

"Yeah, but we kinda gained a new friend." Thor looks uncomfortable now. "Tony Stark is lending us the money we need. He's making sure we can keep the house, pay the lawyer and every psychiatrist, psychologist and therapist we need."

"I'm not talking to a shrink!" Loki is simply horrified by that thought.

"We don't really have a choice anymore," Thor says, "the last few years, we've been living in an awful situation. You got beaten, we found out you've been adopted and we…we had an-" he starts to whisper at this point, "-an incestuous relationship. That's just wrong and we need help, Loki."

Actually, Loki couldn't really disagree with that.

"We have some rough months ahead of us," Thor concluded, "but we can make it. We can become a family again if we really try."

Loki has always wanted a normal family. Or at least a better family.

A new figure appeared in the doorway. Loki doesn't know how to react when he connects his gaze with the one of his mother. Frigga looks tired, having dark circles underneath her eyes, but she smiles when looking at Loki. "I am so glad to see you're awake again," she says softly. She walks further into the room and sits down on the edge of Loki's bed. Hesitantly, as if she's afraid to scare of her son, she lifts her arms and then embraces him. "I am so sorry, my love, I am so, so sorry!"

Loki has no idea what to do with himself. He can't remember the last time his mother gave him a hug. He certainly can't remember the last time she had spoken to him like that. Loki is completely and utterly speechless.

Frigga lets go of him and quickly wipes away her tears. "Can you forgive me? I've been a horrible mother-" she turns to Thor, "-to both of you."

Loki inhales sharply, reminding himself that he still had a voice. He had been so eager to use it the last couple of years, so eager to say everything and anything that lay on his mind, but now he had been reduced to a small boy that craved his mother's hug again.

Then he painfully remembered that Frigga wasn't really his mother.

"Why are you still here?" He asks with a slight tremble in his voice. "I'm not your son, so why are you-"

Frigga stops him. "You are my son. Don't ever doubt that you aren't my boy. I love you, Loki, I love you as much as I love Thor."

At that moment, Loki breaks. He can't handle those words and damn Frigga for saying them. Damn her! He starts to cry and he covers his face with his hands. He doesn't want his family to see his weakness. Then he feels his mother's arms around him again and he completely gives in. It feels wonderful and he only now understands how much he missed this.

"We can be a family again, Loki," Frigga whispers while stroking his cheek, "it will be a long and difficult journey, but I firmly believe we can achieve this."

Thor nods, agreeing with Frigga.

"I suppose," Loki says, inhaling deeply while still holding onto his mother, "I suppose we could try."

The End