Unfinished Gems

Trick Hunt - 10

Sam grit his teeth and took the sudden rush of absolute, excruciating pain that hit him when he woke up. According to Loki, this would last anywhere from forty-five minutes to a full hour. Still it was preferable to having to deal with the agonizing pain keeping him awake for almost three days.

Dean wasn't much better, but at least they had each other to complain and bitch about the process.

It hadn't taken long before they began a morbid game of 'who had the worst pain/injury and why'.

It did little to take the edge off it, but it did make passing the time a bit more bearable.

Finally, when they could at least move without nearly screaming in agony from their muscles feeling over-strained, despite having slept for nearly three days, they left the panic room.

Loki would teach Sam some of the standard moves of Asgard to work out whatever kinks they had, once they'd stretched. It would still take them a day or two before they were able to even remotely claim they were back up to hunting again though.

When Thor hadn't made an appearance in a full week, Loki realized that either he wasn't on earth at the moment, or he was showing a degree of patience Loki wouldn't have thought possible for him.

At this point his nerves were frayed enough after having to deal with War and the not so fun two days of Ellen finding out they were no longer entirely human.

Okay, so he hadn't known she had a cousin who lived in New York who had gotten badly hurt during the invasion...but shooting him in the ass was completely uncalled for!

Loki decided it was probably best to simply bite the bullet and go to New York, rather than wait until Thor found them and made a nuisance of himself.

However Dean refused to take the Impala to New York, citing their vacation in which there had been a large number of traffic congestion in three blocks alone on a good day. And that wasn't getting into the fact that while he might bond with Stark over classic cars, he didn't want to give the spies a chance to put a bug in his baby.

They might accidentally stumble onto something they shouldn't, and that would cause a whole mess of trouble he'd like to avoid, thank you very much.

Sam didn't mind, as he had already mapped out a few new musicals to drag Dean and Loki to. He had enjoyed his vacation in New York, invasion notwithstanding.

And since they were heading to the recently dubbed 'Avengers Tower', Dean was planning to either drag Castiel with them, or make him act as their ride to the city.

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Castiel apparently liked planes less than Dean did, even if he was learning how to use a phone.

He not only dropped them three blocks from the tower, but he also agreed to appear once Sam prayed to him personally. Loki was slowly but surely corrupting Castiel. It didn't help that he was so out of touch with humans.

It took them fifteen minutes to reach the tower...and three before they were more or less ushered through the elevator doors to an overly intrigued Tony Stark.

"So our Good Samaritans from the invasion finally came back. You do have names, right?" said Tony.

Sam snorted. Tony Stark was a much more hyper version of Dean before Loki woke up.

"We do, but I have something to say to the bird brain currently hiding in the vents," said Dean.

Tony and the other Avengers paused, before Clint (how he fit into Tony's tiny ass vents no one knew) came out and looked at Dean.