Unfinished Gems

Trick Hunt - 11

The first clue the 'Trickster' Loki had that something weird was going on was when he saw Dean again. Keep in mind that he was very, very well aware that he wasn't the true Loki, but that the odds of running into the actual one were pretty damn low anyway.

At first he thought Dean had said yes to Michael...but that didn't explain why he still drove or stayed with Sam. Then he realized it wasn't Michael, and his confusion mounted. Dean was Dean, but at the same time he wasn't Dean. And there was something strange about Sam as well.

'Loki' decided to test them to gain some more time to figure out what was different about them.

It's not like they underwent the Trials of Asgard and suddenly gained the powers of an Asgardian, right?

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The moment Dean realized where he was, he grinned. He loved 'Dr. Sexy MD,' not matter how much he would deny it if asked.

So when he realized that 'Dr. Sexy' had the wrong shoes on, he was quick to slam the damn Trickster into the wall.

"So, we meet again. Which Trickster are you anyway?" asked Dean seriously.

The golden haired man grinned.

"You're getting better at this. And I'm Loki."

Whatever reaction he thought he might get from that announcement, it wasn't the look of incredulous disbelief followed by hysterical laughter.

"You're Loki?" said Sam, snorting before he about died laughing his ass off.

"You're kidding, right?" said Dean in disbelief, but his lips were clearly twitching upwards into a smirk.

'Loki' looked confused.

"What's so funny?"

"We know for a fact you're not the real Loki," said Dean, snickering. This was going to be funnier than he had thought.

"Because we've seen the real one and he's currently in the process of corrupting Castiel with pop culture with Tony Stark," said Sam, snickering.

'Loki' blinked twice, before his own lips twitched upward.

"I'd pay to see that. So how can you be sure he's the real one and I'm not?"

"Well for starters, your aura is clearly that of an angel. Not sure what rank, but still an angel," said Dean flatly, his grin far more vicious.

"And let's not forget the most important fact that you can't possibly be the real Loki..." started Sam, smirking evilly.

"Because I am the real Loki," said Dean...before suddenly shifting into the form of the real Asgardian Loki, complete with devilish smirk in place.

'Loki's' response was immediate and loud. He swore in Norse, Enochian and Latin.

"So that's why your aura is wrong. I take it that means Sam over here is a newly fledged Asgardian as well?" said 'Loki'.

"On the nose," said Sam.

"Fuck."

"So who are you really?"

"Gabriel," said the busted archangel. No point in hiding it now...and then he suddenly grinned. "Please tell me that you have pictures of Michael's face the minute he found out you're the displaced container for Loki."

"No, but I do have memories of Zachariah right before I dragged his sorry ass to Helheim," offered Loki.

Gabriel winced.

"What did he do to deserve that?"

"He threatened to kill Sam if Dean didn't say yes to Michael. Seraph or not, no one threatens what's mine and gets away with it. Besides, Sam's quite the charmer. He has practically every one of my children, human or not, around his finger."