'Teams!' Thor announces. 'How shall we divide? Our number is uneven.'

'I'm not going with you, you big bimbo,' Sherlock says immediately.

'I shall side with the detective,' decides Spock. 'Our minds work more accurately than yours giving us a three-hundred and forty seven percent greater chance –'

'Okay, settle down there,' Steve interrupts. 'I, for one, have no problem with Thor. We can be bimbos together. And I shotgun Castiel, too.'

Castiel looks hurt. 'Why would you want to shoot me?'

'No, he means he wants you on his team,' sighs Sherlock, rolling his eyes. 'But he used it wrongly, anyway. It's only meant to be used when you want to ride in the front seat of a car.'

Castiel's eyes mist over. 'I wonder if Dean will let me 'shotgun' the Impala.'

Sherlock shoots him a look, noticing the way that his pupils dilate and his breath quickens as he talks about Dean – but before he can say anything he remembers that he has noticed that in himself when talking about John, and decides to stay silent.

'Fine. The teams are sorted, let us proceed. Castiel shall read our first question,' Thor says.

Castiel chooses a slip of paper.

'Name a song sung by Lady… Gaga?' Castiel reads uncertainly, pronouncing it 'Gaga'.

'Well, as it would be logical to assume that she is a rich heiress who has recently-,' begins Spock, but is cut off by Sherlock snapping, 'Don't be an idiot, no real Lady would be called Gaga.'

'Pass,' Spock says, shooting a resentful look at his teammate.

Castiel blinks happily and chucks the paper away, smiling slightly, though neither he nor his other two teammates has any idea either. Their team is rubbish, as Thor is from another world, Steve from another time, and Castiel an angel, but they're at least slightly more interested in trivia than Sherlock or Spock. And they've won a point.

Spock takes the next question. 'Who won the 6th season of American Idol?'

Thor and Castiel both turn to look at Steve, who puts up his hands. 'How would I know?' he asks incredulously.

'Maybe it's something to do with the fact that it has 'America' in its name, and we all know you're America's biggest fan,' Sherlock smirks.

'Excuse me, but I was frozen in ice for the last fifty years – I think I may have missed a few everythings. Pass.'

It's a point to Spock and Sherlock.

Thor reads out, 'Which of these actors has never dressed in drag in a movie? Wesley Snipes, Johnny Depp, Tom Hanks, or Hugh Grant.'

'Er,' Spock says. Sherlock deftly sneaks his phone out of his pocket and texts John. The reply is immediate.

'Hugh Grant,' he says, a little too quickly, but thankfully nobody sees him stow his phone away but Thor – who doesn't know what it is anyway.

'I believe that is correct,' Thor says, a little doubtfully – clearly still wondering what his phone could be. Sherlock silently prays that he won't mention it to the others, and thankfully, he doesn't.

'Next… Which country does Britney Spears come from?' Spock reads. 'I'll give you a hint – it's on Earth.'

'Who is she?' Steve asks.

'This Spear woman may have come from an Amazonian tribe. Or Sparta,' Thor says wisely.

Unable to help himself, Sherlock snorts derisively. 'This is modern trivia. Sparta doesn't exist anymore.'

'No, but she has Britain in her name,' Castiel says, obviously confused.

'I say America,' Steve says, banging his fist on the table. Spock looks at him for a moment.

'Affirmative.'

'Hell yes!' Steve shouts. 'A point to Team America – oh, don't give me that look, Castiel, you know you love America, and so do you, Thor.'

Sherlock sends him an amused glance as Steve, still jubilant, takes a new card. 'Which famous actress can be seen in the music video of Dancing in the Dark, by Bruce Springsteen?'

Not looking so amused any more, Sherlock sneaks his phone out again. Spock, noticing this, plays for time. 'Can you give us a hint?'

'Her name starts with C,' Steve says, unhelpfully, but Sherlock's already got the answer from John. More carefully this time, he says, 'Courtney Cox?'

'Yes… how did you know that?' Steve asks.

Sherlock shrugs smoothly, and is just about to take another card when Thor says, 'Maybe the black box is to help his memory.'

Sherlock freezes as Steve and Cas slowly turn to face him. 'What black box?'

'The small reflective object, -' Thor begins, but before he can continue Cas has lunged across to Sherlock. Stunned at his speed, Sherlock cannot defend himself, and so in a matter of seconds Cas's hand is closed around his phone and has tugged it out of Sherlock's grasp. Sherlock jumps up and desperately snatches over Cas's shoulder as Cas unlocks the phone and scrolls through his messages.

'I didn't think that you were allowed to cheat in this game,' Cas says, showing the phone to Steve and Thor.

'Never mind the cheating – look at John's messages!' Steve grins. Sherlock feels his face grow warm as Steve reads out, ''Sherlock, where are you? I'm making dinner.' 'If you don't come back I'm sending Mycroft out for you.' 'Apology accepted. I still want you back here.' 'Hugh Grant, what are you doing?' 'Courtney Cox. Sherlock, are you drinking? You know what happened last time you got drunk. I don't want you back here anymore.' 'You know what… On second thoughts, come here now.' Sherlock,' Steve asked, looking at him innocently, 'Is there something going on between you two?'

'Never mind that, what happened last time you were drunk?' Thor asks eagerly.

'None of your business,' Sherlock snarls, finally successfully getting his phone back, and turning away in embarrassment.

'Fine. But if you're allowed help from your boyfriend, we should be allowed help too,' Steve grins.

Sherlock watches, still breathing heavily, as Spock and Cas immediately pull out their phones and begin to call friends. Thor and Steve turn to each other.

'Perhaps the Man of Steel could be of use,' Thor suggests.

'Good idea. But he's Iron Man, not Superman,' Steve replies, ignoring the Norse God's blank look.

'Dean, I need you – no, stop it, I mean I need your help,' Cas says into his phone, a cute boyish grin spreading across his face that he can't conceal.

'Kirk, get me Uhura, I need her knowledge of 21st Century trivia. Never mind why,' Spock snaps, 'and no, you can not help, our chances of success would go down by fifty-seven percent –'

'Tony, get your ass over here, your head must be full of mindless trivia.' Steve pauses. 'Is that Bruce? Bring him too… wait, why is he with you?'

Sherlock smirks openly as he flips his own phone open and texts John, 'Come over here. Could be exciting – SH.' It seemed like he wasn't the only one with a secret relationship. This trivia contest was only starting to get interesting.