Loki cursed in a language that definitely wasn't English as he pulled you closer to him. The glass was breaking into the room from the giant windows around the common room as men in black came bursting through them with guns drawn. You shrieked and clutched onto Loki's shirt, which morphed to armor under your hand. Loki stood and pulled you behind him while he evaluated the attack.

You'd had a couple months of self defense lessons, but you weren't anywhere near able to defend yourself against a full Hydra attack. Which is what this appeared to be. You practically saw Loki's mind whirling in a matter of moments. He had to keep you safe and fight off the attack at the same time.

He growled, rage filling him that someone would dare threaten his Omega. Especially when all you'd been doing was cuddling on the couch.

The guns raised and pointed at you and Loki. "Get down, Elskling," he told you and pushed you down to hide between the coffee table and the couch, where you couldn't be seen or hopefully shot. He draped his cape over you and you felt him cast a quick shield spell as a green bubble shield appeared around you, keeping you safe. "Stay down," he told you, gentle caring in his voice, despite the rage at your attackers, even as they were moving closer to the pair of you.

His Omega cared for, Loki could turn his attention to the men who were aiming their weapons at him. You realized they'd been yelling something, but you'd been so preoccupied with being terrified and ducking out of the way that you didn't realize what they were saying. You peeked out over the coffee table to watch, safe now that Loki had shielded you.

The soldiers were yelling at Loki to put his hands up, to stand down and drop his weapons.

Morons.

That was never, ever, going to happen.

Loki gave them a malicious smirk and raised his hands as if he were going to give up. The drama queen. The soldiers moved closer and you watched with wide eyes. You knew Loki wasn't going to give up, so what was he up to?

You found out a moment later.

The second the first soldier was within reach, was reaching to place a handcuff on Loki's wrist, Loki burst into action with the grace and skill of a warrior who had trained for centuries. He moved with a feline grace. There were no wasted movements as he turned, whirled, jammed his daggers repeatedly into his first enemy. The soldier was still falling to the floor when he turned to the next, daggers a blur.

The soldiers rushed him and fired shots at him, seeming to organize after the first one was attacked, but they didn't do them a bit of good, as Loki had shields up around himself as well.

Loki roared when one of them dared to approach you and your bubble shield. He blasted him with a bolt of magic, before he was on top of them, killing them viciously and effectively and brutally. Blood poured down your bubble shield and you cringed, your Omega instincts demanding you get away from the blood and guts and people dying.

There was so much blood, so many screams as the soldiers fell.

It seemed like it lasted forever.

It was over in moments.

Loki snarled as he looked over the room, his daggers still in his hands as he evaluated the threat and made sure you were both safe. He looked so menacing, so strong and angry. A prime example of an enraged Alpha.

All the more enraged for his Omega being in danger.

When he established that the soldiers were dead, he came over to you and knelt beside you, staying on the other side of the bubble shield for the moment. His eyes were still burning with battle fury and you saw the effort it was taking to calm himself.

He placed a hand against the shield around you, but didn't dispel it. Not quite yet.

"Elskling? Are you alright?" He asked you, his voice still rough from the anger and the battle.

You nodded and started to speak, to answer and reassure him. Your words caught in your throat. You were still trying to breathe past the hyperventilating from the fight, from seeing such violence up close and personally. It wasn't something any Omega was usually exposed to, even one living with the Avengers.

Loki dispelled the shield and pulled you into his arms. "Shh, elskling. Shh, it's alright. You're safe," he soothed. His voice was an Alpha's growl-purr and you automatically relaxed in his arms. He was safe. You were safe.

"I-I'm alright," you reassured him. You were. You were just shaken up. Which was to be expected when someone broke into your home.

You tried again to speak, to reassure him again, but couldn't manage before footsteps came pounding into the room.

Loki growled and jumped back to his feet, his blades drawn as he whirled to the sound.

"Meimei?" Nat asked as she came from the stairwell. She must've run down from the roof, not trusting the elevator in an emergency.  The team must've just gotten back. 

Loki stood, pulling you up with him. His cape was still wrapped around you and he held you safe in his arms. "She's alright," he reassured Nat as she ran over to check you over for herself. "Just overwhelmed by the fight,"

Nat cupped your cheek and stroked your hair, despite that Loki wasn't letting go of you. "I'm alright, Talia. Loki protected me," you promised her.

Nat nodded when she established that you were alright and that there was no mating mark on your neck, so Loki had kept his word on both counts. "That he did," she agreed. She looked up at Loki and gave him a smile and a nod, approving, and finally accepting him. "Good job keeping our Omega safe, Loki," she said

You saw Loki light up in absolute awe over the praise. It was like he'd never been praised before, never been told he had done a good job, or that people wanted him around. You realized that he hadn't. He'd told you his past when you were up late talking.

You hugged Loki tighter and his grip around your shoulders tightened. He pressed a kiss to your hair, hiding his blush at Nat's praise. "Thank you," he managed softly.