"My lady, please........" Thor began. Watching as his brother's feet dangled precariously in thin air. The frost giant gasping for air, as (Y/n)'s grip around his throat tightened. The God of Thunder finding himself backing up, as (Y/n) turned and glared at him. Tendrils of green kissing her cheeks as the beast inside her fought to get out.

"(Y/N)! Don't do it! He's not worth it!" Bruce exclaimed, as he pushed his way through the others. (Y/n) feeling a hand rest gently on her shoulder.

"You wanted him brought here for answers, (Y/n). Wasn't that the point? It won't make you feel any better if you drop him. It won't change anything. You won't learn anything. And it will mean that you are like him. You're not a killer (Y/n). You help people. That is why you were in the city that day. Please (Y/n)." Bruce said quietly, as he looked between a concerned Thor and the dangling God of Mischief. The doctor, and everyone else, breathing a sigh of relief as Loki's form was thrown against the wall. His body crumpled as he gasped at the air. His lungs burning with every much needed breath.

"I'm sorry Bruce." (Y/n) almost whispered, as she turned around and wrapped her arms around the doctor. Bruce finding himself brushing his fingers through her hair, as he tried to help her calm down. The rest of the team watching as Loki was unceremoniously dragged to his feet by the multitude of S.H.I.E.L.D agents.

"You're right. I want to know why this happened to me, and the only one that can tell me that, is him. I just.......I just.........."

"Its ok, (Y/n). I know. Everything will be alright, I promise. Now, lets get you back............" Bruce interrupted. His own words stopped as the building around them began to shake. (Y/n) suddenly dropping for his arms and to the floor. A shrill scream splitting the afternoon air, as (Y/n)'s skin began to change to a light shade of blue. The God of Mischief looking on in disbelief as the woman's eyes began to burn bright red.

"Interesting." Loki hummed, as he continued to watch the woman convulse. Her skin getting darker until it matched the same shade that his would become. The eyes of the Avengers turning to glare at the God as he let out a small chuckle.

"Get him out of here, before I do something I regret. I have to get (Y/n) back to the medical bay. I have to see what's happening." Bruce growled, as he himself turned to glare up at the God of Mischief. The glow of green in his eyes, telling the others that they better do as they were told. And Loki better not laugh again if he knew what was good for him. The doctor taking (Y/n)'s now limp, unconscious form into his arms, and carrying her back into the building.

"You heard the man. Move!" Tony growled at Loki, as his mask moved down over his face. The eyes glowing as brightly as the repulsor ray that was pointed right at the God of Mischief's head.

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Bruce looked at the multitude of screens that were before him. The amount of information was just amazing. The new changes that (Y/n) had gone through, were unbelievable. The doctor not sure how her mind and body were continuing to cope with everything that it was going through. But he had to reason, that as she was them, all of them, that her cells; her unique haploid set of chromosomes had changed to accommodate the genetic information that she had received. That despite the fact that her own body and face had not changed, everything else inside her. Everything inside her mind, was in complete turmoil. (Y/n) now no longer human as she had once been. But truly now a god. A frost giant. A Hulk. A super soldier, archer and assassin. Greater than anyone of them alone.

"B-B-Bruce?" A tentative voice called out. Bruce moving away the screens, as he made his way over to (Y/n)'s side.

"What.....what happened this time?" (Y/n) asked, as Bruce took a seat next to her on the bed and produced a small flashlight. The doctor proceeding to test her pupil reflexes. Bruce happy to see that the glowing red eyes had disappeared, and been replaced by (Y/n) usual hue.

"Well, it looks like I was right. That Loki's DNA. His knowledge, skills and abilities were included in the Chitauri's ray. And this time........well this time you took those on. I've been looking at all the information. Checked through everything, and I think that might be the last thing. That there are no more changes. Though whatever else may happen because of this, I can't tell you." Bruce explained, as he helped (Y/n) sit up in the bed.

"So.........am I one of these frost giant things as well now? I mean, as well as everything else that psycho is?" (Y/n) enquired, as she rubbed at her aching body. This last change seeming more violent than any of the others that she had experienced.

"Y-yeah. I'm afraid so. I don't know what else to say, (Y/n). All I can tell you is that I'm here for you. That we are all here for you. We will help you............"

"You can help me by telling me where that son of a bitch is." (Y/n) interrupted as she pulled back the covers and dropped her bare feet to the cold floor. (Y/n) holding onto the trolley that sat by the side of the bed, as she tried to control her shaky legs.

"(Y/n). Now isn't the time to talk to Loki. You've been through so much. You need to rest. Loki is imprisoned and under guard. He will stay on earth until you've had chance to talk to him. For now, I want to run some more tests. I want to make sure that everything is physically ok with you. You need time to come to terms with what's happened to you. It's only been a matter of days that the changes have occurred within you, and that isn't enough time to truly come to terms with everything. You need to talk about it. Hell, you need to cry if you want to. But please, (Y/n), for now, just let Loki stew. If not for yourself, then for me." Bruce told her, as he helped her back into the bed. Swung her legs back around and placed the covers back over her.

"Boy Banner, has anyone told you that those Hazel eyes of yours are very persuasive. Who needs the Hulk? One look at those things, and you could make me agree to anything." (Y/n) chuckled. A soft pink hue kissing her cheeks as she realised what she had just said.

She had to admit that despite meeting the quiet doctor under the strangest circumstances possible. In a way, she was strangely glad that all this had happened to her. That without all this, she knew that she would never have got the chance to meet the handsome man. And if it meant that she could spend more time with him, for the time being, she was happy to let the God of Mischief, as Bruce had put it, stew.

"Ok, Bruce. I'll do it for you. But as soon as I can, I want to talk to that smug looking asshole." (Y/n) added. Doing her best to gloss over what she had previously said. Hoping that the doctor was too concerned with all the tests he wanted to do, to hear what she had said.