John nursed his injured hand as Sherlock started to lead him to the door out of the room. Loki remained where Moriarty had left him, unconscious and dumped on the floor. Sherlock made a mental note to have the demi god gathered up by Mycroft before he awoke.

There was a sudden sound from the staircase below and the room was filled with armed soldiers, each pointing a gun at the centre of the room where the two men froze in shock. Six individuals stood out in the crowd of black uniforms. A blond man wearing a ridiculous cape and armour similar to Loki's. A man in purple holding a bow, who did he think he was, Robin Hood? A woman clad in black leather with fiery red hair. Another blond man, wearing a suit covered in the American flag, very patriotic. A small, inconspicuous man with thick curly hair and glasses. And what appeared to be a humanoid robot, standing calmly amidst the confusion with its arms crossed. A singular suited man strode up the stairs, carefully appraising his surroundings

The man in the suit looked confused by the scene in front of him, but regained his composure and proceeded to reason out the group's presence in the building.

"I'm Agent Phillip Coulson-"

"Midlife crisis," Sherlock interjected quietly into John's ear, causing the doctor to snot inappropriately into his hand.

"I'm here because the American Government received a message from one Mycroft Holmes concerning the well-being of England and, well, the rest of the world. This is Thor-"

"Narcissist."

"Clint 'Hawkeye' Barton-"

"Robotic."

"Natasha 'Black Widow' Romanova –"

"Daddy issues."

"Steve 'Captain America' Rodgers-"

"Hero Complex."

"Dr Bruce 'Hulk' Banner-"

"Secretly gay." Sherlock looked pointedly at the man in yellow and red armour beside Dr. Banner.

"And Tony 'Iron Man' Stark."

The man in question removed his mask to reveal an arrogant face with a stupid beard and Sherlock stared at him for several seconds longer than the others, John glanced up at him before Sherlock concluded with, "All of the above."

"Thank you so much for the thought, Mr Coulson. But as you can see, the situation had already been taken care of." Sherlock smiled his false smile at the agent, who seemed taken aback by the sight of Loki lying casually beside the two men. He looked around at the Avengers, who stared back at him in anger, each had taken the time to come to England's aid, now apparently they were not needed. Thor went to stand beside Loki, appraising his brother with a mixture of disappointment and amusement, preparing himself to lift the god away and take him home. He wrapped his brother in chains and placed a special mask over his face to prevent his mischief leaking out. Bruce was already offering to return John's pinkie finger to his hand, something both John and Sherlock were very grateful for.

XxXxX

Loki awoke suddenly, feeling warm in the cold room, like it had suddenly gotten very crowded. He opened his eyes and stared straight into Thor's legs, which had turned to speak to the others who were behind him. He looked in horror at his bonds and surroundings, and then at Sherlock Holmes, who grinned at him from the centre of the room, and at John Watson, who twinkled his remaining fingers cheerfully at the fallen god. Loki groaned inwardly, his brain registering his defeat and his mind echoed only one thought.

"Damn."

Oh. My. God. It's finished, over, caput, fin. Been so much fun writing and I hope everyone has enjoyed the ride. This chapter wasn't really needed, I just wanted Sherlock to meet the Avengers :3

Just a quick thanks to 'until I have a name' for letting me rant various musings to you and not telling me to piss of :3

Much love to everyone xx