What if...Loki and the Winchesters: Chapter 3

A/N-All right then, chapter Three, hope you all enjoy.

Last Time- "Alright, alright, no need to shout." Came the cocky voice of the archangel. "What's the probl-Where's Cas?"

"That's what we wanted to talk to you about."

"I'm listening." Was the, for once, solemn reply from Gabriel.

"He- well, he- how can I put this?" Dean shifted nervously under the glare coming from the shorter figure.

"He angsted away." Came the dry interruption from Loki. "You angels and your theatrics! How your father dealt with you, I will never understand." He shook his head in a condescending manner. Gabriel stormed over to him, glaring up at the trickster.

"Shut up Loki! This is your fault you know! If you hadn't been such a friggin diva the Winchesters wouldn't have come here to stop you and Castiel would be alright! So SHUT UP!"

"Actually I would say, based on what he said, he wouldn't be alrigh-" he trailed off under the glare directed at him, Gabriel's eyes flashing slightly from his Grace. "-t." He finished in a whisper.

"I thought I told you to shut up." Gabriel's voice was calm, a storm brewing in his eyes.

"But-"

"Shut. Up." Loki tried to speak again but no sound escaped his lips. "Ok." Gabriel turned to look at his spectators. Dean and Sam looked alternately at the fuming archangel in front of them and the pouting demigod behind him, the Captain stood, gripping onto his shield for dear life, hoping he wouldn't need to attack the angel. "Now, Dean, Sam, where is my brother?"

"Gabriel, I'm sorry, he just left, we don't know where to." Sam said, Dean meanwhile was thinking of where Castiel might have gone. Wait! Hadn't he said he was with the bees before they called him?

"Maybe he's with the bees." He said, causing the brainstorming Gabriel and Sam to look over at him.

"What?" Gabriel asked, head cocking slightly to the side, almost in a poor imitation of Castiel.

Dean blushed. "Well, when he brought us here, he said he had been collecting honey from the bees, maybe he went back?"

"Maybe." Gabriel rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Did he say where these bees were?"

"Um, no, I don't think so, sorry." Dean looked at Sam, wondering if he knew. Sam shook his head, he didn't have a clue.

Gabriel snorted. "Very helpful you two! What about you stripey?"

The Captain jumped slightly at the address. "Um, me?"

"No. The other guy with a stripey jumpsuit on! Of course you, you idiot!"

"My name is Captain Rogers, sir, usually called Captain America. Castiel and I didn't talk much, I don't think he mentioned anything about, um, bees."

"You're even more helpful than those two, stripey."

"My name is-" Dean shook his head at the Captain, silently warning him not to argue with the angel. They all stood, awkwardly, trying to figure out where Castiel could have gone.

Suddenly a loud bang interrupted the silence that had formed as Loki got bored of waiting for them to realise he had been trying to talk for the past ten minutes and had resorted to kicking random things to try and make them notice he had something to say. Gabriel whipped around and glared at him, still annoyed (more like thoroughly pissed off) at the demigod. Loki mouthed something to Gabriel who looked at him shocked, then removed the 'spell' preventing him from talking.

"Thank you! As I was trying to say, I know of something that may help."

"What? Tell us!" Dean rushed forwards, anxious to find his possibly suicidal friend. He stopped as Gabriel looked at him, warning him to let him talk, or else. What, Dean did not want to find out, so he stopped and stepped back, allowing Gabriel to do the interrogation.

"How can you find my brother?" His voice was almost calm, but was touched with a faint sense of hysteria, worry causing panic.

"Well, due to the fact he 'died' due to my sceptre, twice, small traces of the energy would be transferred into his being, or Grace as you angels call it, technically you could trace the energy and find him."

"Wow, that's actually a good idea." Gabriel said, surprised.

"No need to sound so shocked." Came the dry response from Loki. "I do have a brain, unlike my idiotic brother."

"Okay then, let's get searching!" Gabriel smiled widely, happy at the thought of a way to find his brother. "Umm how do we do this?"

Loki looked at him. "How am I supposed to know? I've never had to do this before." He mumbled something under his breath, causing Gabriel to glare at him.

"Don't make me silence you again Loki."

Dean looked at Sam and the Captain. "What's going on?" He whispered. The Captain shrugged.

"For us lowly mortals who don't have super hearing, what did he say?" Sam called out to the archangel.

"He said" he glared at Loki again, "that "usually people die the first time.""

"And?!" retorted Loki. "Usually they do! He came back right, and anyway, it's hardly the first time he's died, is it Gabriel?"

"That still doesn't give you the right to say that, what if he hadn't come back to life? What would you have done then Loki?!"

Loki ducked his head, ashamed. "I'm sorry Gabriel, I- I wasn't thinking."

"No, you weren't." Gabriel turned away from the trickster. He walked towards the staring Hunters and superhero. He suddenly smiled and reached into his pocket and pulled out a small candy bar, quickly opening it and taking a large bite. Sam rolled his eyes at him. Dean glared at him, annoyed at his sudden lack of concern about Castiel. Captain Rogers stared at the archangel in front of him.

"I think I've missed something here." He said quietly, a small frown on his face.

Suddenly the sound of engines tore through the air as a small aircraft landed in the space next to them, long since cleared of the people Loki had scared into kneeling before him. A short redheaded woman stepped out, pulling out her gun and aiming at Loki.

"Get on the floor now Loki, or I shoot." She shouted, causing everyone to look at her. Loki raised an eyebrow but, other than that, didn't move at all. Dean and Sam both pulled out their guns, aiming at the woman. The Captain stepped forwards slightly, and spoke calmly.

"Natasha? Put down the gun."

"Why? He's only going to hurt people, we need to stop him and if that includes killing him, then I'm all for it."

Dean snorted slightly. "With a gun? That's not going to do much against him."

At the same time Gabriel laughed at her. "What with your gun?"

"Yes, with my gun. What do you mean it won't do much?"

"Bullets won't hurt him, much. And anyway, what gun?" Gabriel smirked again.

"The one in my hand." She lifted her gun higher then froze. "What the hell happened to my gun?!"

She held up the banana that had somehow replaced her gun. The Captain looked at it puzzled as she got angrier. Dean and Sam started laughing, it was funny when it didn't happen to them. Loki high-fived Gabriel and they both started laughing hysterically.

"WHY THE HELL HAVE I GOT A BANANA?! WHERE IS MY GUN?!" She screamed, glaring at the two hysterical 'men'. She focused her glare on Loki, who she thought was to blame. He held up his hands in mock surrender and backed away slightly, but the smirk didn't leave his face.

"Don't look at me Natasha, I didn't do that." He pointed at the still laughing Gabriel next to him. "Blame him! It's all his fault."

Gabriel stopped laughing and turned to glare at Loki. "Don't think I've forgiven you Loki. I'm still worried about my brother."

Loki turned pleading eyes on the other man. "What can I do to make it up to you?" He smiled suddenly. "I know." A mischievous glint entered his eyes and he clicked his fingers. A loud noise suddenly came from where Sam had been standing.

Had being the operative word.

Now, in his place was a large, annoyed moose.

Natasha, the Captain and Dean stared, open-mouthed at the moose. Gabriel burst out laughing.

"SAM?!" Dean shouted, gaping at the moose as it stopped glaring at Loki and Gabriel and instead turned to look at him, nodding as it did so. "Sammy? Is that you?" Dean hadn't known that moose could roll their eyes but, apparently, they could. The Samoose nodded at Dean. Gabriel giggled.

"Just for that, you are forgiven." Gabriel laughed again.

"Loki! Turn Sam back or else I will gank you!" Dean stormed forwards and glared up at Loki.

Loki smirked at the slightly shorter man. "I'm sorry Dean, my changes are permanent."

Dean whirled around and stomped towards Gabriel. "Turn. Sam. Back." Each word was almost spat out with the ferocity they were said.

"Okey Dokey." Gabriel clicked his fingers and Sam was suddenly back to normal.

Dean looked at Gabriel in surprise. "Oh, ah, thanks Gabriel."

Gabriel pouted. "What? Did you not think I would turn him back? Contrary to your belief I do like him, you, not so much." He grinned at Dean.

Natasha and the Captain finally seemed to snap out of their shock. Natasha raised her banana, seemingly forgetting it was not a gun anymore.

"Who the hell are you?" She asked, pointing the banana/gun at Gabriel.

"Calm down, my name is Gabriel."

She raised an eyebrow. "Sorry, wrong question, what are you?"

"Natasha." The Captain spoke quietly, she turned around to face him.

"What?"

"He's Gabriel."

"And?!"

"As in, the archangel."

"Yep, that's me, archangel and trickster extraordinaire." Gabriel gave a small bow, smirking slightly before turning serious. "Now, I need to find my brother."

A/N- Sorry everyone, I had no idea what to write, then I hurt my hand (well on the way in healing though so yay), then as I was typing I realised I'd forgotten Black Widow and well… sorry.. next update won't be for a while due to things like hospital appointments and school and I'm trying to write some more for my other stories… Hope you all enjoyed it anyway :)