Tony silently glared at coulson as he was handcuffed and put into the back seat of a car. As they were driving, (it felt like a half an hour drive) Tony asked, "This is about Loki, isn't it?"

Coulson just replied with "m-hm."
Tony sighed and looked at his handcuffs. "Were these really nestisiary?"

"Yes."

They parked in a large clearing where there was a large black jet. It had shield written all over it; the top was a large shield logo and on the back drop-door there was another one printed on it. Not to mention what was inside. The shield eagle was everywhere. On cars, glass, walls, water bottles, food wrapping, cups, and anywhere else you could think of other than couches and pillows.
Tony was placed into an interrogation room on the jet. The room had black, hexagonal walls with blue light shindig from behind the hexagon design. The only furniture was a table and two chairs.

Tony sat in one of the chairs and waited alone for about five minutes until Coulson came into the room.
Tony glared at him, while he just gave Tony a sort of sympathetic look.
Tony broke the silence. "You killed Loki."

"I have questions on that very subject."
Tony continued glairing at his as he continued.
"Firstly, why was Loki in New York?"

"Found him in an alleyway, dying. I wanted to ask him about the battle of New York, but I didn't want the authoritys finding him. So, I brought him in and after he woke up, talked to him." Tony sighed and looked over to a wall. "Turns our he was innocent."

Coulson looked confused. "Could you elaborate on that, please?"

Tony looked back at Coulson. "Loki said he was under the influence of the septor. Thanos was the one controlling him. He was terrified by just the though of him." Tony eyes were getting misty.
Coulson intensely staired at Tony. "Continue,"

"After a while, L-Loki warmed up to me. He talked to me. And one night, we-" Tony rubbed his one eye. "I-I kissed him."

***

Thor landed right next to Heimdall in the bifrost. "Heimdall, I need your assistance. May I ask a favor of you?"

Heimdall looked at him with his deep orange eyes. "Name it."

"I must go to Helheim."

Heimdall, somehow, looked more serious than before. "Thor thats suicide. Helheim is, rough to say the least."

"I need to rescue someone."

Heimdall went silent for a bit. After a bit, he finally spoke. "There is only one way to get to an occupant there. It's difficult."

"Well I'm Thor. That should cover it."

Heimdall looked at him, worried.