Disclaimer: Don't own supernatural.

Warning: Contains M/M slash and male pregnancy.

Chapter One

Sam awoke with a start.

He knew he wasn't alone even though he had to really squint to be able to see in the dark. Going for the knife under his pillow, he tried to determine where he thought it might be. Giving up, he turned on the lamp on the bed side table, only to be jumped from behind and pinned to the mattress, much to his surprise.

"I'm a little surprised that you became a little slow there kiddo."

Sam only grit his teeth in reply.

He didn't want to admit to the trickster that it was only because he was wallowing over what Dean had told him. Even though he knew that what he did must have been even unforgivable in his brother's eyes, he hadn't expected the older Winchester to tell him to pick a hemisphere and stay on the opposite side of his brother. He was let go to his surprise and looking at the trickster; he could tell he was in deep thought with a small frown growing on his face.

"It's not fun when you don't react," he muttered slowly.

"I'm sorry I'm not much in the mood right now. If you want to torture someone right now, it'd be best to find someone who is able to take it, right?"

The trickster's frown just deepened.

"You misheard what I told you before silly goose. I like you. Why would I pick on someone who I didn't like?"

It was Sam's turn to frown.

"Why would you pick on me if you liked me so much?"

"I don't know about you but I do know that anybody who has ever liked somebody picked on them to show affection."

Now Sam was really confused.

"So tricksters show that they like somebody by sticking their brother in a time loop to die every single Tuesday?"

"Details but it was best he was knocked down a peg or two. He would have still gone around thinking he was God's gift to man if he weren't taught a little lesson."

"The lesson wasn't little," Sam replied with a frown. "And just so you know, he still believes that."

The trickster smirked and Sam found himself giving a small smile back until the trickster looked away in disappointment bringing the frown to Sam's face once again.

"That didn't work like I expected it too. How's this? Did it hurt?"

Sam looked at him like he'd gone crazy which would've been possible although he hadn't known any supernatural monster that was entirely sane except maybe Madison. He didn't think Ruby was but it turned out manipulation went a long way to get the goals they wanted to satisfaction and Sam was even more stupid than he had even thought.

"You're gonna need to be more specific," Sam finally said even though he wondered if it was the Trickster wanting to brag about something he did or accomplished. Although he didn't seem the type, he only stated facts as far as he was concerned and knocked down people who were far up on their pedestal to think they were above law itself.

"Did it hurt," The trickster repeated wiggling his eyebrows continuing as Sam rolled his eyes. "When you fell from heaven?"

Sam looked at him in surprised shock before letting out a startled laugh. He didn't know if it was the irony in it that had made him start to laugh or the fact that he said it with a straight face but before he knew it, he was laughing more than he did in months.

"See there it is. You should smile more," The trickster replied with such enthusiasm that Sam looked at him thoughtfully and definitely in a more different light than when he had first announced his entrance.

"So what got you coming into this small town? Don't tell me you're killing more dicks." Sam didn't know why he cared but the trickster shouldn't put himself to their level and for some reason Sam wanted to make sure that that didn't happen.

"Nah, nothing really bad here although the motel owner selling crap chocolate and warm beer. Can you imagine that? Not that I'd be surprised-"

"So being the troublesome instigator that you are you?" Sam looked at him and the trickster sighed.

"I put some moose head in his bed," the trickster admitted shamelessly.

Sam laughed again.

"So how long do we have until he finds out?"

"Not for a couple more hours. See he goes out and gets drunk at the bar. He's going to be hitting on women and pressuring them into going home with him. He goes with men too but so far he hasn't intimidated them that far yet. Anyways when that happens he's going to come home and find out that somebody, namely myself, left him a unique gift."

"Well it's a step up from killing people at least," Sam admitted. At the trickster's look he continued. "Come on, yes I know they're dicks and they do bad things but don't you think that is bad when you put yourself down to their level. That's why they aren't punished in life in the first place."

"Really I'd like to know where God fits into all this," the trickster said amusedly, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips and giving Sam the inspiration to continue in his explanation.

"If God went and took the bad people from earth now, do you think they would learn their lesson and not possibly turn around and ask for his forgiveness or find religion in his name? No and the point of living life is overcoming its challenges. If they are unashamed in the crimes they've done, they have to live with it for life. And they will be judged when they die. They are judged for every bad thing they did and didn't regret and ask for forgiveness for. They-"

"Don't you think that maybe God doesn't care anymore?" the trickster asked seriously.

"WHAT! God gives us free will and choices to do what we want. It's our choice if we follow his word or not."

"I wish I could accept your view so easily. I have trouble believing it though. Like why do bad things happen to good people?" Contrary to what he was saying, Sam sensed that he seemed really curious on his views.

"I think the reason it does isn't because God hates us. God tests us; I think he tests his angels as well. Can't have angels that lost faith in him right? It's the same here on earth. He gives us challenges but no more than we could bear and we have to have faith in him to overcome them-"

He frowned when he found the trickster smirking and glared wondering why he would do that. The demigod was annoying but he wasn't so bad right now.

"I think you are making yourself to be bad for a reason then," At Sam's insistent frown, the trickster went on. "You say that God challenges us, he gave you a lot of bad stuff that you overcame. He tests you and your brother and so far, I don't know but it looks like that humans still make mistakes and you did the best you could. You have regrets and I'll be damned if you don't ask for forgiveness when you pray every night."

"How'd you know that-"

"I guessed and now we should stop talking about religion. This makes me think of Lucy-"

"Like the show?" Sam couldn't imagine the demigod thinking about the real devil. He was from Norse Mythology so anything that came up in the Christian apocalypse wouldn't bother him too much right now.

"You're too cute, you know that. But shush, I think I spy with my little eyes something blue."

"You do realize I'm a little too old to play-oomph!"

If there was anything he expected, it was not to find the trickster above him and straddling his hips. Groaning, he went to buck him off only to realize that the chance of that happening wasn't too good right now. Instead, he settled for glaring.

"God, get off me trickster!"

The trickster frowned.

"First off if you want to call me by name you can call me Loki, I think you've overused the word trickster both in your mind and out loud and no I didn't read your mind but I didn't need to. Second, let's leave God out of the bedroom. Even I don't mention John Winchester anywhere in the vicinity of the bed. Third, let loose a little, I find you cute and you really don't think I'm ugly, do you?"

"What does God have to do with-"he was cut off by Loki's mouth pressing against his and before he lost all thought, he berated himself for choosing to ask that question before it was shoved in the back of his mind when the demigod pushed his tongue in Sam's willing mouth.

"I think you are going to be in for a wild night kiddo."

Sam was going to speak up and tell him he didn't do wild. Maybe he would be more willing had he not learned his lesson about sleeping with the supernatural like Ruby and even Madison. He stopped after a moment and couldn't even find it in himself to admit that he didn't want this anymore when in fact he was interested in the opposite. He was just willing to see how far this would go.

"Do me a favor first," Loki whispered in his ear as he tongued the shell of his ear making Sam shudder in delight.

"Yeah."

"I like you like I said before and you must really like me to allow this but don't you ever ever fall for me, gotcha kiddo. Just say yes and we can continue."

Sam nodded, shuddering as Loki sucked down his throat.

He wished he could tell him but he didn't think it was possible. He didn't even know if he did but seeing as how Loki was not judging him and he knew this wasn't just him being grateful, he was thinking that maybe he did feel a little something for the demigod. He didn't hate him but the strange feeling in his heart couldn't rule out anything else either. He would just keep quiet though and Loki wouldn't know the difference. There was no way he could anyhow.

Right?

The scream woke Sam up before he could even remember when he fell asleep. He was dressed and out the door by the time the manager stomped by and glared at him fleetingly as though he must've been behind it. Sam walked up to the main office and decided that maybe it was best to check out, especially since after the manager had stopped glaring he gave him the look over. Sam was definitely not interested in the man.

"Can I ask what happened?" Sam was a little curious and he had to admit that the young girl at the front counter seemed content.

"You'd never believe it, the lady that came home with the manager found a moose's head in his bed and you probably don't know the girl but she was really against the killing of innocent moose and-well you probably know what happened then."

"Wow does that happen often?"

The girl laughed.

"I'm his only daughter and I think the man's a jerk but just between you and me, I think justice was actually served today. Now he won't think about rough handling anything that moves and there won't be any rape charges, thank God."

"Yeah," Sam quickly made a show of being in a hurry after that even though he surely knew the girl wasn't ugly. She even gave him the look over as well but in the end he knew he had to take off to save his sanity. It didn't stop him from smiling as he got back to the car. Looking over at the caller id on his cell phone when it started to ring, he wondered why Dean was calling him all of a sudden.

The guy told him to pick the opposite hemisphere and as far as he could tell, that meant that Dean wasn't interested in talking to him either although he could be wrong. He didn't know whether it would be bad though and after a paused hesitation, he stowed the phone in his pocket and ignored it although a part hoped Dean really wanted to talk things out. He couldn't risk that right now though and instead made a show of concentrating on the stretch of road ahead of him.

"So Deano finally wants to talk and you decide that no you don't want to anymore."

Sam jumped and almost swerved the car off the road before getting ahold of himself at the last-minute, glaring at Loki who happened to be smirking from the passenger seat. He was so going to be killed by Dean, he thought. If Loki didn't get him killed first and he wondered why he even fell for the demigod before shaking his head. He didn't want to visit those particular thoughts right now and especially when Loki told him that he shouldn't fall for him. That actually brought up the question though.

"Why don't you want me to fall for you anyways? You said you yourself liked me."

"Maybe the consequences would be worse than I could imagine and I don't want you to suffer those side effects. Besides it would kind of be hard to actually fall for me under one conversation and you certainly didn't like me at first sight so I think we're safe." Sam nodded, noting that he was being as cryptic as possible. Loki snapped in a snickers bar and offered Sam one to which he refused. The demigod just shrugged before continuing.

"Besides even though I know it's hard not to fall for me, I'm not known to hold a relationship long anyways. I mean there were decades of relationships but they died. Always the worst imaginable way. You familiar with the coat hanger method?"

"Of what?" Sam had an idea but he couldn't believe he was bringing it up.

"Yeah lost someone I liked that way. Very horrible. Baby would be more than two centuries old by now had she not. But the gal had to like me and thought she could like me more without a baby especially since you know, she would bring shame upon her family if they found out about a baby out-of-wedlock type thing."

"I'm sorry," Sam couldn't think of anything more horrifying. "So anything else ever happened like that?"

"Like the hanger incident? No but there was child-birth and of course there was the murders, oh no the murders. One committed suicide, she thought it was more than one night-"

"Be truthful. I could tell that you made those up especially since you wouldn't share it with me if it really had happened."

"True, but can you really think of why I don't want to tell you anything? Because if I did, I'd have to kill you."

"Very funny James Bond now why don't you start with something that isn't nonsense or lies."

Loki actually laughed.

"Okay I have a weakness for someone. Well she's another pagan; you may know her as Kali the destroyer."

"Really?" Sam asked and Loki nodded.

"The babe was all hands, it was great."

Sam stayed silent for a moment and reveled in what it was like to actually love someone like Loki. He knew that the demigod was and could be annoying, anyone who dealt with him long enough knew that but he felt that he was missing something. He thought he knew love, he thought he'd be with Jess a while back and have those kids and white picket fence with a dog included in there somewhere. Where that ended though, he thought he really wouldn't find anything like that. Looking over, he wondered if Loki had ever experienced anything like that. Turning back to the road, he couldn't help but think that he shouldn't be deceitful when just the whole night had been spent with him changing his mind about the trickster and thinking he could have some seriously deep feelings somewhere there. He was definitely happier this morning with the trickster in the car. And last night had been good. It definitely wasn't bad.

"So you calling your brother? He's been trying to get ahold of you all morning and it seems important."

"My brother has Castiel."

He didn't complain and he wasn't now. He did not just sound like he was whining and thankfully, Loki just ignored what it sounded like and plunged into the real issue although Sam was a little put out that he had his phone in the first place.

"He needs you though and you're his brother. Castiel doesn't know those corny references that you do and you keep him in line. Ignore the fact that your brother and that angel seem to do a lot of eye fucking. You should be there just so that you can just tell him to fucking fuck already."

"But what if I mess up again. I already can't live with myself for bringing Lucifer topside-"

"Don't think of that. Think of it this way. You need in because you need to right your mistake. You make it you fix it and that's all there is too it. Your brother loves you a lot and if he didn't he wouldn't have given his life for you in the first place."

"One of these days you are going to tell me how you know so much about us." Sam replied with an eye roll.

"Simple, I read the books."

"Yeah true but it doesn't have Castiel in i-it." The demigod was gone.

Sam didn't want to admit that he was disappointed that they couldn't talk more. He did however take his phone and flip it open.

"Hello? Dean, yeah I'm here."

His conversation just proved the point that he owed Loki again. His fears were unfounded and the bunch of bull he talked about put him more at ease than he would have been when he talked Dean without it.

One thing was certain though and he knew he was in trouble because he didn't know what demigods did when people lied to them but he knew it was impossible to deny it now.

He was in love with the trickster.