The Avengers tower, one of the most famous buildings in the world to some, to you, it was home. It was also home to the other Avengers, Steve Rogers, Thor Odinson, Bruce Banner, Tony Stark, your brother, Clint Barton, his soulmate and your best friend, Natasha Romanoff, and your soulmate, Loki Laufeyson.

The past few days had been hectic, at least for you. When word got out that you were a fan of the show Supernatural, you had been invited by the CW to come and visit the set in Vancouver for a few days. You, had, of course, accepted the offer, who wouldn't? You had met all of the cast, who were as eager as you when they got news of your visit. You had even got to sit in the real Baby, which for some reason was much cooler than the Impala that was sitting in the garage under the tower.

After a week of traveling, you were back at the tower, sleeping in your own bed, glad to be back with your mismatched family.

Sadly, instead of waking up on your own, a loud crash coming from the common room on your floor wakes you. You vault out of your bed and fumble with the handle of your nightstand, trying in vain to open it. After blindly grabbing for the handle for a few seconds, you finally look down and hastily open the drawer. You reach in and pull out the small handgun you keep in the drawer. You leave the drawer open, not wanting to draw any attention to yourself. You silently exit the room and walk slowly down the hallway, beginning to hear a group of murmuring voices. As you get closer, the voices began to get clearer. Three of them were deep American male voices, the fourth was a man with a heavy Scottish-British accent. The voices sounded familiar, but you couldn't quite place where you had heard them before. You walk to the entrance of the common room, but you push yourself against the wall. You wanted to hear what they were conversing about before you reveal yourself.

"Do any of you know where we are?" one voices inquires, coming closer to you, it was one of the Americans.

"We are not in our universe, I can tell you that," you hear another answer, this voice gruffer than the others.

"What universe are we in then?" the third American voice asks, "Is this the one where we live in a TV show?"

"No," the gruff voice replies, "This is not the one Balthazar sent you to."

"Can you morons stop the chit-chat, I have more important things to do than stand in a random and tasteless living room!" the Scottish voices calls, "I say we have a look at the place, then find out where the hell we are, or are you three too scared?"

Before the four men could go away and start to search the tower, you decided to reveal yourself, not wanting to bring any of the Avengers into this until it was necessary. You take a deep breath, raise your gun, and turn the corner, "All of you freeze!"

The four men turn around, and you almost drop your gun in shock. Standing in front of you was Sam, Dean, Castiel, and Crowley. But that was impossible, you had just met the cast last week, they were just playing a prank on you, that had to be it. No, it couldn't be, they wouldn't do that. So, it must have to be the real ones. That must be why they had been talking about what universe they were in. You shake yourself out of it, they still were intruders, and you weren't going let them off the hook just because there was a chance that they were the real Team Free Will, that wasn't your style.

Upon seeing you, Sam and Dean immediately pull guns out of their jeans and an Angel Blade drops out of Cas' trench coat. Dean raises his gun, pointing it at you, "Look, sweetheart, we don't know where the hell we are, and frankly, that doesn't change the fact that we won't hurt you. So why don't you put away the gun, and then maybe we can talk"

You scoff at the idea of putting your gun down, like that would ever happen, "Not a chance."

"Lady just put down the gun, you're outnumbered," Sam readjusts his grip on the gun, a sign that meant he was getting a bit trigger happy.

"Bite me," you clench your jaw as you widen your stance, then you add in as an afterthought "If you feel so threatened, come at me."

Sam, Dean, and Cas glance at each other, having a silent conversation. Cas is the first to break away from the silent conversation, he stares at you, a look in his eyes that you couldn't identify. You keep your eyes on the brothers, knowing that Cas was most likely trying to distract you.

Suddenly, something is behind you, grabbing your neck. You growl and proceed to kick the person, who you assume is Crowley in between the legs. He releases you, muttering curses under his breath. You spin around and elbow him in the solar plexus, making him wheeze. Finally, you punch him in the nose before shoving him down to the ground.

You turn to face the other men, only to feel a bullet puncture your gut. You grunt in displeasure before you continue to advance, clearly startling Sam, Dean, and Cas. Castiel pops in front of you and raises his angel blade, preparing to stab you. You kick him in the side and then knock the blade out of his hand. Castiel frowns at you before you move to punch him, he ducks, leaving you unbalanced. He elbows your bullet wound, causing you to cry out in pain and fall to the floor. You push yourself up, only to be grabbed by the Winchester brothers. You struggle for a few seconds, trying to get a limb free, but the only thing you receive is a kick to the front of your kneecap, which bends it backward. You grunt in discomfort, realizing that your knee cap was now mostly likely shattered and the tendons around it were shredded.

You let the men drag you to a dining room chair. Dean comes forward and secures you to the chair with a pair of what looks to be demon proof handcuffs. Crowley comes forward and punches you in the mouth, "You should never try to defeat the King of Hell, darling."

You spit out blood before you respond, "Well, your Royal Highness, I have some news for you. You ain't the King of Hell in this universe."

Dean steps forward, "What the hell are you talking about?" you don't answer, your agent training kicking in. Dean punches you in the mouth, "Answers the friggin question, you bitch."

You spit out more blood, these guys really did have a thing for punching people, "This ain't your universe. In this world, you four are on a TV show," Cas frowns at you, "If you don't believe me, turn on the TV over there."

Sam looks over at Dean, who nods in confirmation. Sam makes his way over to the TV, turning it on. You had paused it on an episode of Supernatural, What's Up, Tiger Mommy?

"What the hell?" you heard Sam mumble, he turns to face Cas, "I thought you said this was a different universe!"

"It is," Cas answers, returning his gaze to you, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity, "It just happens to have the same view of you two as the other."

"Alright, lady, talk," Dean turns back to you, getting right up in your face, "Who the hell are you and where the hell are we?"

"I'd be happy to tell you more, if you untie me," you could feel yourself start to heal, but everything would heal funny if you were in a strange position.

"Let her go," Cas watches you, for some reason, you knew that he trusted you.

"Are all of you bloody idiots?!" Crowley yells, you could almost see the steam coming out of his ears, "She is going to kill us!"

"With what? You have my gun," you nod to the gun you had dropped on the floor a few feet away.

Sam ignores Crowley's apprehension and walks over to you. Dean tosses him the key and Sam unlocks the handcuffs, then he looks you in the eyes, "Don't even think about doing anything."

You stand, placing a hand on the table to steady yourself. You felt the last piece of your knee cap go into place. The bullet wound closed itself, and the cuts had already healed, "Thank you…" you were about to continue when Dean blurts out;

"How the hell are you standing? I broke your kneecap and shot you in the gut! Come to think of it, you should be dead from blood loss by now. What the hell are you?"

"She is not an angel, nor a demon," Cas looks at you intently, scanning you somehow, "She is a human."

"As I was saying," you mutter, giving Dean a look of exasperation, "My name is Agent (Y/N) Barton, I'm a SHIELD agent, and also part of the Avengers. I'm…"

Sam interrupts you this time, "The Avengers? Like the superheroes? The comic book superheroes?"

"The superheroes yeah, but a comic book? No, I think Steve is the only one with comic books, but that was back in the 40's," you answer, giving Sam a strange look, "I'm Miss Indestructible, as you can tell I have the powers to heal myself."

"Bloody hell," you hear Crowley murmur in disbelief.

"You have the power to heal yourself, yet you are human," Cas steps closer to you, "How does one accomplish this?"

"I was born with it," you shrug, not knowing how else to explain it, "Just how I came out. I think we've decided it was a genetic mutation, but who knows, could be evolution."

"Wait, I'm still confused," Dean rubs his jaw, pacing the room, "You're an Avenger?"

"I would hope so," you give Dean a confused look, "Why?"

"Abaddon sent us to the freaking Avengers," Dean looks over at the others, "How the hell are we supposed to get back?"

"One thing at a time, Dean," Cas walks over to Dean, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, "First, let's figure out where we actually are, then we should worry about how getting back."

"Well, I can tell you where you are," you turn your attention to JARVIS, "Windows please!" Previously the windows had been blacked out, but as soon as your command was given, the windows turned clear. You walked over to the window, the others following, "You're on the 42nd floor, Avengers Tower, New York City, New York."

"That's an oddly specific place," Crowley backs away from the window and turns to face the room, "You wouldn't happen to have any alcohol, would you?"

You turn away from the window, leaving Cas, Sam, and Dean to continue looking at the busy street below, "Yeah, um, well, not on this floor. I mean, I do have some, but not something that would be good for you."

Sam turns away from the window and gives you a baffled look "Okay, what?"

"Long story, but trust me, unless you wanna be so drunk that you can't stand, I would not recommend it," you walk over to the small kitchen and open a cupboard. You take out a small bottle with a golden-brown liquid, "This is Asgardian mead. It was made for the Gods to drink. I only have it because I can handle it. I suppose Cas could take a tiny shot, but since Crowley was the one to ask…"

"Wait, wait, wait," Dean walks over to you, "How the hell do you know their names?"

"Because, Dean Winchester, I watch a TV show starring all of you," you sigh and put the bottle away, shutting the cupboard door behind you, "Did you not look at the TV screen? Anyway, let's go get you some alcohol, plus I have some friends who might know how to get you back."

You walk past the men and over to the elevator. The doors open and you almost enter before you're pulled back by none other than Dean, "Look, sweetheart, let's not get anyone else involved in this."

You pull your arm away and almost punch Dean in the face before you think better of it, "Look, to get you back, we might need help, and upstairs, there is a group of extraordinary people who might know how to get you back. I don't, I mean unless you remember what spell you used to get back when you were trapped in the universe where you were on a TV show," Nobody makes a sound, "That's what I thought, now come on."

All of the men get on the elevator. You jump out last minute to grab your gun off of the floor. You tuck it in your pajamas. JARVIS speaks, startling the others, "What floor Agent Barton?"

"Common floor," you answer, chuckling at the others reactions, "Could you get everyone on that floor?"

"Yes, I can, anything else?" JARVIS inquires.

"No, but thanks," You return your attention to the men surrounding you, "That was JARVIS, he's our butler, well kind of."

The elevator moves up and a few seconds later the doors open on the common floor. Loki, Natasha, and Clint are all in the living room. They look over at the elevator, and all of them jump up, not expecting to see you with four strange men.

Natasha pulls a gun out of nowhere, "Let her go, or so help me god, all of you will be dead in the next 30 seconds."

"Nat, chill," you walk out of the elevator, the others following you. They seemed terrified, which meant something coming from them, "They're, friends, I suppose."

Natasha doesn't lower her gun, "How the hell did they get here?"

"Long story," you walk up to Natasha and push the gun down, "I'm fine. I promise. Once everyone else it here. I 'll explain everything, I promise."

Clint watches Sam, Dean, Cas, and Crowley, still wary of them, "(Y/N), why aren't they dead? You should've have taken them out already."

You look over at them, watching as Cas opens his mouth, you silence him with a look, then you look back to Clint, and you explain, "Trust me, Clint, they're all good. If they didn't trust me, I'd be the dead one, not them."

Last, you approach Loki, who looks down at you, "Love," he frowns, "You've healed yourself recently."

"I'll explain, okay? I promise," you reach up and give Loki a kiss on the cheek, "I'm fine, those guys are cool, okay? Now, if you excuse me, Crowley requested something to drink."

You walk over to the small bar Tony had installed in the corner of the room. You walk behind to counter and pull down one of Tony's whiskeys. You open a cupboard, grabbing a glass. You open the bottle and pour a small amount into the glass, "Order up."

Crowley walks across the room, not caring about the others, "Thanks, love."

You curl your hand into a fist, squeezing it, "Don't call me that. The next time you do, I will destroy that vessel of yours, and exorcise you."

Crowley chuckles, calling over to the boys, "Feisty one here, boys, she'd be the perfect match for you Squirrel," he turns his attention back to you, "You'd keep the idiot in line, wouldn't you?"

"I'm good, thanks. I happen to have someone to keep in line already," without you realizing it, your eyes drift over to Loki, who is watching you and Crowley with a scowl on his face.

Crowley follows your line of sight, "Him? He seems a bit, well, evil."

"He was," you lean on the counter, looking back at Crowley, "But, he's worth it."

The elevator doors open again, and the rest of the Avengers walk out, Thor, Steve, Tony, and Bruce. All of them are confused by the four seemingly random men standing in their living room.

"Okay. What the hell is going on here?" Tony questions, his eyes resting on you, somehow knowing that you were the center of this.

"I can explain," you come out from behind the bar, "This is Crowley," you gesture to Crowley, who tips his drink in Tony's general direction, "The tall one over there is Sam Winchester, the shorter one is Dean Winchester, and the one in the trench coat is Castiel."

"Okay?" Tony walks over to the three men, looking at them before turning his attention back to you, "How does that help me?"

"They're from a different universe," you blurt out. The room falls into silence. Everyone turns their eyes towards you and you shift uncomfortably, "I, um, this is a really long story, but I think they could tell it better," you look at the Winchesters, hoping they would do something.

"I, um," Dean starts before giving up, "Sammy, you tell 'em."

Sam gives Dean his famous bitchface before looking around at the group of people staring at him, "You guys might wanna get comfortable, 'cause this might take a while."

Time Skip: 30 Minutes

Sam had started by explaining the basics. He and Dean were brothers who hunted monsters. Werewolves, vampires, Rugaru, ghosts, demons, rogue angels, anything that you could think of, they had most likely killed at least once. He explained that Castiel was an angel who had rescued Dean from hell, which leads to the explanation that there was indeed a hell, heaven, purgatory, and earth, at least in their universe. After a few minutes of back and forth on that topic, Crowley had finally intervened, declaring himself the King of Hell. That had shut everyone up.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Sam continued. He introduced the persona of Abaddon, the last remaining knight of hell, as in the demons who worked with Cain after he murdered Abel. He explained that on an attempt to kill her once and for all, He, Dean, and Cas had stormed her last know hideout, only to find Crowley in her clutches.

At that point, Cas picked up the explanation. He went on to say that Abaddon had used a spell to send them to an alternate universe, and that was how they had ended up in your living room.

Everyone sits in silence, the Avengers processing the information they had just been informed of, the boys, you and Crowley were staying silent out of respect.

Steve is the first one to speak, "So, Abaddon," you nod, confirming the name, "Used a spell to send you to a random alternate universe, right?"

"That is correct," Cas answers, watching Steve with his ocean blue eyes.

"Can't we just find the spell somewhere, and then get the ingredients?" Steve looks at Dean, somehow knowing he was the leader of the operation.

"I mean, I guess, maybe (Y/N) could find it," Dean looks over to you, a silent question in his eyes.

"Yeah, definitely, there has to be a fan site with it somewhere," you start to stand, only to be halted by Sam.

"We don't have any money, and it would take days to get everything we needed if we even find the spell," Sam bites the inside of his cheek, thinking.

Clint starts laughing, drawing the attention of everyone, "Um, guys, you do know that Tony is a billionaire, right?"

Sam and Dean perk up at the notion, and Tony frowns before huffing, "Fine, it's not like I have bills to pay or anything."

Natasha rolls her eyes, "Yeah, but you can buy a $2,000 coffee machine."

Dean sputters, "You…you have a $2,000 coffee machine?"

"He also has a number of million dollar cars sitting downstairs," Loki speaks for the first time, clearly enjoying astounding the men.

"Dude, I," Dean looks over at Sam, seemingly dumbstruck, "Dude, you gotta let me see those."

Tony almost shuts the idea down, but you intervene, "Yeah, you can, but first let's see if we can find this spell."

"Wait," Steve prohibits you from leaving the room, just as Sam did earlier, "We haven't even introduced ourselves."

Loki grumbles something, but everyone ignores it. You sigh, "The blonde with blue eyes is Steve Rogers, the blonde with long hair is Thor Odinson, red is Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark is the rich one, Black hair is Loki Laufeyson, Bruce Banner has the purple shirt, and the idiot over there is Clint Barton, my brother."

"So, you are really the Avengers?" Dean questions, looking over at you.

You stand, and start walking to the elevator, "Yeah, we're the Avengers, and we're a team."

Time Skip: 2 Hours

After scouring the internet, you finally had found the spell and a place to buy all ingredients needed for the said spell to send the Winchesters, Cas, and Crowley back to their universe.

You shut your laptop and push yourself away from your desk. You deserved an award or something because it was not easy to find 4 different saint bones for sale, and let's just say, Tony would not like the prices. You shake your head, never mind that, if Tony wouldn't pay, then you would use what money you had to help.

You make your way out of your room and into the hallway. As you enter the living room, the elevator door opens, revealing Steve, Dean, and Loki. All three of the men light up upon seeing you.

"We ordered pizza, it should be coming right about now, so I wanted to see if you wanted some," Steve offers, giving a shy smile.

"Sammy and Cas sent me up to check on your progress," Dean explains, giving you a cocky smile before looking you up and down, noticing that you had changed into something other than pajamas.

Loki scowls at Dean before looking back at you, "I wanted to see if you were dong alright."

"First off, pizza sounds great, so would some coffee," you answer, smiling at Steve before turning your attention to Dean, "I found the spell, and the ingredients, I'll explain once everyone is present," Last you look over to Loki, giving him a smile that you only ever used with him, "I'm fine в виде сердца, thank you for checking."

Loki smiles one of his rare smiles, but before he could reply, Steve interrupts, "Why don't you join us in the dining room?"

You reluctantly pull your attention away from Loki, "Yeah, sounds good," you walk over to the elevator, standing next Dean and Loki. You think for a few second before turning to Dean, "This stuff might take a while to get here, so after lunch, you and the boys should come see the garage, then maybe get a tour? We could even walk around the city, I mean, Central Park is beautiful and I know a great café that's about a 20-minute walk from here…"

Dean looks over at you, thinking, "Sure, I would love to, I bet you could convince Sam and Cas, but Crowley's iffy. Plus, I think him and Tony seem to be having a fun time."

You scrunch your eyebrows together, "What you mean, by fun time?"

The elevators doors open right after you speak, giving you the answer to your question. Sam was talking to Thor and Clint, all of them very animated. Cas, Natasha, and Bruce were having a quieter conversation. Tony and Crowley, on the other hand, were around the bar, drinking and talking loudly.

You sigh and step out of the elevator. You look around before calling for everyone's attention, "Hey!" Everyone looks up at you and they go silent, "I found the stuff for a spell, but I'll wait to tell you until after lunch, sound good?" No one disagrees, so you take that to mean go ahead, "Alright, so uh, go back to whatever the hell you were talking about," the conversation resumes, the room being filled with sound, "I'm uh, gonna go ask the guys if anyone wants to come. Which reminds me, Steve, Loki?"

"I'll come with you for the city tour," Steve walks out of the elevator and passes you to go sit with Cas and the others.

"I shall join also," Loki walks over and gives you a kiss on the head before spinning and following Steve.

"You already know I'm coming," Dean answers, he starts to walk past you before turning and walking back, "I know this might be rude, but you and that Loki guy, are you like a thing or…?"

You chuckle slightly, shifting your weight before answering, "Yeah, we're a thing."

"Ah," Dean smiles at you, "Well, sorry for you know…" he looks down shyly.

"Oh, you're fine," you brush past him, giving his shoulder a squeeze, "Ain't the first time it's happened, and it ain't gonna be the last time either," you walk over to the louder of the two small groups. Thor seems to be telling a favorite story of his, the one where he dressed as a woman to retrieve his hammer from frost giants, "Hey, um, sorry to interrupt, but would any of you wanna go walk around New York with Dean, Steve, Loki and Me? Oh, and Sam would you want to have a tour of the tower?"

"I'll come," Clint calls, sitting back on the couch and giving you a smile.

"I shall come too," Thor agrees, placing his hammer back on the floor.

"Yeah, I'd love to," Sam shoots you a smile.

"Great," you start walking to the other group, "Hey any of you want too…?"

Cas interrupts you, "Steve already mentioned this idea, and all of us have agreed."

"Oh, well great, that's all then," you sigh and spin towards the bar.

"(Y/N)!" Tony calls, holding up a glass of something, some of it sloshing out, "Want a drink?"

"No, I have a philosophy never to drink before noon," you sit on the bar stool next to Crowley, "I was wondering if either of you boys would like to join the rest of the Avengers, the guys, and I on a trip to the park and maybe a café?"

"Nah, I'm good, thanks for asking, though, Junior G-man," Tony reaches across the bar to ruffle your hair. You scowl, Tony always liked to do this when he had a bit too much to drink.

"I'm going to stay with Tony," Crowley inclines his head towards you before turning his attention back to Tony.

You stand up and observe everyone. They were happy, and enjoying each other's company, sadly this would come to an end, mostly likely by tomorrow, if not sooner. You sigh before heading towards Loki, who was sitting with the quieter group. Once Loki notices you were there, he moves over slightly, allowing you room to sit. You do so, leaning against him before turning your attention to Natasha, who was trying to explain what James Bond was to Cas and Steve, but she seemed to be failing miserably. So, you decided to step in, after all, nerdiness was your specialty.

Time Skip: 1 Hour 30 Minutes

The pizza had finally arrived and it had been devoured by 10 of you soon after. Cas and Crowley did not need to eat, so they just sat at the table while the rest of you savored the famous New York Style Pizza.

Once everything had been cleaned and everyone had made themselves comfortable on the couches. You retrieved your laptop and began to recite your findings, "So, the spell Abaddon used to send you here was different than the one Balthazar used, seeing as you didn't have to crash through a window to get here. But, I found the spell rather quickly on Superwiki. He used Dead Sea Brine, lamb's blood, and bones of a lesser saint. He mixed the ingredients in a bowl and then drew a sigil on a window. For the spell to work, the participants have to jump through a window to get to the intended destination. Everyone clear so far?" You look around at the group of people staring at you intently, you are met with nods, so you continue, "I found most of the ingredients pretty easily. Dead Sea Brine costs $1.08 per ounce, I'm going to get 16 ounces, just in case. The closest I could find was sheep's blood, so hopefully…"

Suddenly Cas disappears, then reappears only a few seconds later with a vial of blood. He hands the vial to you, "Fresh lamb's blood."

"Oh, well, never mind then. Last, the saint bones. I figured we would need 4, one for each of you. I found a traveling relic show and found four lesser saint bones. I contacted the people running the show and they said each one would cost about $10,000," you look over at Tony, preparing for him to shut down the whole idea. But to your surprise, he doesn't even seem surprised by the number, "Well, that's it. How do we get this stuff here fast?"

"I could teleport to…" Cas starts, only to be shut down by Steve.

"No, we have to do this the proper way," Steve thinks for a few seconds, "How fast could you get the stuff here?"

"Give me a second," you mumble, clicking some things on the computer, "Um, Dead Sea Brine would get here in about two days and the Saint bones would arrive in a day, if we pay $1,000 more."

Tony stands, "Hey J, could you fill out everything (Y/N) needs?"

"Right away," JARVIS answers. A few seconds later, the payment page had been filled out and a secure email had been sent.

You shut your laptop, "Well, we have 2 days to kill, what do you guys want to do?"

Time Skip: 2 Days

The two days had gone quicker than you would've liked, after all, who didn't want to spend time with the greatest TV characters ever?

Dean had loved the garage, he spent at least an hour down there, examining all the cars, from Tony's 2011 Ferrari 599 GTO Base to your 1967 Chevy Impala. The motorcycles interested him as well, even though there were only 4, one was Steve's, two were Tony's, and the last one was Clint's. Eventually, Sam, Cas, and you had to drag Dean away, or he would've spent the whole day lovingly examining each and every car.

All of the boys loved the armory, Dean especially liked the grenade launcher sitting in one corner of the room, while Sam favored the wicked looking dagger that Natasha had. Cas had examined everything, though he did not seem to have a clear favorite.

Eventually, you had finished the tower tour, it had taken longer than anticipated, seeing as you spent so much time in the garage, the armory, and in the hanger. Steve had suggested that they take the guys out to a nice restaurant, then go to Central Park the next day. Crowley and Cas would stay back at the tower under the supervision of JARVIS, seeing as they didn't eat. Everyone had agreed, except for the fact that Sam and Dean would need nicer clothes. Thor offered that Sam could wear his clothes, seeing as they were about the same height, while Steve offered something of his for Dean. You had chosen the restaurant, much the chagrin of Tony and Natasha, but you said you were the only one who knew what Sam and Dean liked. You had eventually settled on a place called Gramercy Tavern, which was about a 10-minute drive from the Tower. Eventually, everyone had gotten dressed and met up in the garage. The place was fancier, but there was no need for suits and evening gowns. The guys were wearing dress shirts and khakis, which made Sam and Dean look very uncomfortable, while you and Natasha wore cocktail dresses. The dinner ended up being quite good, even though Dean was skeptical at first.

The day was wound down by a movie, one of Dean's choosing, The Empire Strikes Back, which had been agreed on by everyone. After the movie, Sam and Dean were shown to their sleeping quarters, which were the two extras rooms on your floor, even though both were catered to Loki's and your personal style. Sam had gotten first dibs, choosing Loki's old room, which looks very similar to his chambers in Asgard, Dean had gotten yours, but he seemed pretty okay with it, seeing as it was a place to sleep. Again, Cas and Crowley were allowed to wander the tower as they pleased, supervised by JARVIS.

The next morning, Steve, Dean, and you had taken breakfast duties, Dean had volunteered himself, and had turned out to be a surprisingly good cook. The coffee pot was always running on overdrive, seeing as everyone in the tower, aside from the angel and Demon, drank the caffeinated liquid.

After everyone was awake, fed, and dressed, it was off to explore the city, Crowley and Tony stayed at the tower, Bruce did as well, wanting to make sure the two didn't burn down the building in your absence. As promised, Central Park was the first stop, you went to the zoo, and walked around the park. Around lunch time, Natasha had found an American restaurant that was a 5-minute walk from the park. Sam and Dean seemed much more comfortable here than they had last night at the Tavern, as did everyone else. During lunch you ask the guys what they wanted to do, Sam mentioned that he wanted to see the Empire State building and possibly the Statue of Liberty. After a bit of back and forth, everyone agreed, because as Steve pointed out, nobody had seen either of those places as a tourist.

So, after lunch, all of you take the subway to the Empire State Building. Once you had arrived, everyone had been invited to see the 102nd floor, most likely because you were the Avengers, Dean, and Clint refused, both not liking the idea of going any higher up than they were. So, in pairs of two, the Avengers, Sam, and Cas, went up to the floor.

The last thing on the itinerary was to visit the Statue of Liberty. Everyone got in a cab and arrived at the dock, then got on the last ferry going to the island that day. Everyone enjoyed seeing Lady Liberty up close especially Steve and Sam.

After everyone had their fill of history, it was discovered that the ferry had already left, but that wasn't really much of an issue, seeing as two members of your party could teleport everyone back home.

Three trips later, everyone had arrived back at the still standing tower. The day had been fun, but exhausting, seeing as everyone wanted an autograph or a picture with one of you, even Sam, Dean, and Cas, thinking that they were Jensen, Jared, and Misha, they eventually just said only pictures to make it easier on themselves.

Before heading up with the others in the elevator, you check for mail, finding 5 packages address to one Mr. Stark. You sigh, grabbing the packages and moving to wait in front of the elevator, standing next to Cas, who had volunteered to wait, seeing as not everyone could fit into the elevator at once.

"I see the packages have arrived," Cas comments, turning his head slightly to let his blue eyes rest on yours, "You seem upset."

You give a half-hearted laugh, "For an angel, you seem to be in touch with human emotions."

Cas gives you a hint of a smile, "So I've been told."

"It's just," you shake your head, "I'm selfish for thinking this, but I mean, it's nice to have everyone here, you know? I mean, the show doesn't even cover how nice all of you are and I just wish there was some way for you to stay, but you have a world to save, just like us."

Cas nods, understanding where you were coming from, "There's something else, something that you like to avoid thinking about, I've noticed it."

You freeze for a few seconds, how did he know? "It was just a nightmare, that's all."

"But it worries you," Cas turns to face you, his blue eyes searching yours.

"It…" you inhale deeply, "It just feels like something horrible is going to happen, and I won't be able to do anything about it. I mean, it just seemed so real."

The elevator slides open and both of you step in, "I could not tell you if that was true or not, but I can give you this advice, everyone has something they fear, for you, it's whatever this nightmare was, for me it would be letting down everyone, but if you look at everything that is going on around you, the happiness, you can forget those fears for a little while and soak in all the happiness in the world to keep tucked in for the dark times."

You nod, watching the elevator slide closed, "You're pretty good at this advice thing, Cas."

The elevator moves up, JARVIS knowing where you wanted to go. Cas looks down at his shoes, "After being alive for so many millennia, you have to at least pick up on a few things."

You chuckle as the doors open once again, "I suppose you have a point," you and Cas both walk out of the elevator and over to the couch, where everyone was sitting. You place the boxes on the coffee table, gaining everyone's attention, "Alright, the stuff is here, so let's get the show on the road. Steve, can you grab a bowl, Cas grab that lamb's blood. Sam, Dean, where do you wanna do this, because you're gonna be jumping through a window."

Sam and Dean glanced at each other before in unison saying, "Bottom floor."

Loki seems to know that you were worried about people seeing the operation, so he adds, "I can cast an illusion, make it seem as though nothing is going on."

Steve and Cas return both with the things they were instructed to retrieve, "We're moving this operation to the bottom floor. Could you two just teleport us there?"

Loki and Cas share a look, but both do as told, teleporting everyone with the need objects down to the first floor. Loki quickly makes the illusion as you look up the spell and sigil on the internet. You begin combining the ingredients while the others talk quietly amongst themselves, everyone realizing that this was mostly likely the last time anyone would see each other. Soon enough, the ingredients were mixed and you began to paint the sigil on the window. It looked like a bow and arrow inside a circle. As soon as it was drawn, the sigil began to glow fiery red, this was it.

The boys made their rounds, saying goodbye to each Avenger. Finally, the boys come to you, for some reason you feel as though you were the closest to them, though it might just be that you watch a TV show about their life, so you feel as though you know them more.

Crowley starts, as he was not one for goodbyes, "Well, good luck with Mr. Evil over there. Goodbye," short and sweet, Crowley then walks towards the window, impatiently waiting for the others.

Sam goes next, pulling you in for a hug, his whole body enfolding yours. He let's go a few seconds later, "Um, sorry for attacking you…"

You let out a laugh, "I've had worse, trust me."

Sam nods, and looks away for a few seconds, "Thanks for helping us, you didn't have to but you did, I can't tell you how much we appreciate that."

You look down bashfully, your cheeks turning a light red hue, "It's my job."

"Still," Sam pulls you in for one more quick squeeze before giving you a goodbye nod. He walks over to Crowley, shifting anxiously from one foot to the other.

Dean pulls you into a hug, much like the one Sam had given you, "Sorry for…"

"Again, I've had worse," you answer, pulling away to look Dean in the eyes.

"I had fun, you know that? I never have fun anymore," Dean gives you a sad smile, and you nod understanding what he meant, "You made Sammy happy too, which means a lot."

"No problem," you reply, looking at your feet before going to your tippy toes to give Dean a kiss on the cheek, "I would have been mad at myself if I hadn't done that," you look down, embarrassed.

Dean, however, just chuckles, "You're alright, kid, you know that?"

You look up again, frowning at Dean, "First off, I'm not a kid, and second you're an asshole."

Dean looks over at his brother before returning his attention to you, a smile on his face, "You'll still miss me," you bite your lip, "You'll be fine, we'll be fine. I mean, after all, you can just check up with us on the show."

You snort, "Yeah, I guess you're right," you look over at Crowley and Sam, both of who were fidgeting, "We better get this show on the road, Mr. Grumpy Pants, and Moose look antsy."

Dean follows your gaze, "Yeah," both of you look back at each other," Bye kid, you'll be fine," Dean pulls you into one more hug, and right before he pulls away, you could have sworn that he gave you a kiss on the top of your head. Dean gives you a weak smile and wave, then walks to his brother.

Cas meanders his way over to you. Both of you stay silent, waiting for the other to speak. Finally, you pluck up the courage, "Thank you."

Cas nods, knowing what you meant, "It's the least I could do, after what hospitality you have shown us."

"Keep them outta trouble, you hear me?" you smile at Castiel, hoping to lift the somber mood.

Cas gives you a hint of a smile, "I'll try my best."

You nod, satisfied with his answer, "Good because I don't want my show to end."

You fall back into an uncomfortable silence. You think for a few seconds before surging forward and pulling Cas into a hug, knowing that he wasn't one for hugging. After a few seconds you pull away and whisper, "Come back and visit with the guys, alright?"

Castiel nods, looking over at the brothers, "It will be awhile, but I will make sure of it. Also, I don't think they'd be against it."

You bite your lip, trying not to cry. Somehow, seeing them leave was much more emotional than you thought it would be, and you didn't know why, "Well, get moving. I heard you have a world to save from a demon."

"That we do," Castiel bows his head in your direction before turning and walking over to the brothers.

Sam, Dean, and Cas look at each other, all three sharing in a silent conversation. They wave bye to all of you and turn to face the window.

"One," Dean starts to count, wanting to make sure everyone jumped at the same time, "Two, three!"

All four men jump, breaking the window than disappearing from view. All of the Avengers are silent, no one knowing what to say. Slowly, everyone begins to trickle out of the room. Finally, you and Loki are the only ones left.

Loki walks over to you, wrapping you into a hug. He buries his nose in your hair, then he mumbles, "We'll see them again love, those four seemed to take a liking to you, even the grumpy British one."

You let out a weak laugh, "Yeah," you turn yourself around so you are facing Loki, "Let's go take a bath." Loki makes an agreement noise and you separate. You take each other's hands as you walk over to the elevator. Loki was right, you'd see them again, you knew it.

Time Skip: 2 Years 6 months

After a month of living with the Avengers, there was finally a feeling of mutual trust between all of you. You spent a majority of your time in the common room, reading or watching TV, and they usually let you be anywhere in the compound without supervision.

You had been captured by Hydra in December of 2013, and they had experimented on you, because of that, you now could control the elements, as well as heal yourself. They had turned you into another Winter Soldier. You even had part of a metal arm, making yourself even more similar to the Winter Soldier. A month ago, you had been rescued by the Avengers, and you had begun to remember things. Names, dates, events, and murder, lots of murder.

Currently, you were in the living room, reading a book that Loki had mentioned offhand, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. You were enjoying it immensely, but something interrupted your reading. A pane of glass burst and three men fell to the floor by the kitchen. You immediately stand, not recognizing the men. Your first thought was Hydra, so everything else left your mind. You conjure a fireball and walk over to the men.

The men look up when you are standing in front of them, "(Y/N)?" one of the men asks.

You raise your hand higher, preparing to burn all of them, "Who the hell are you?"

I hope y'all enjoyed this! I rewrote the original chapter and added Crowley, so I hope you guys liked this better! Also, this fits in with my main fanfiction, Soulmates, Soulmarks, and Loki? So if you enjoyed this version of the Avengers, you should check it out! If you have any requests, just comment them! That's all for now!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Avengers, or Loki, except for (Y/N), they others are owned by Marvel. I don't own Sam, Dean, Castiel, or Crowley, they are owned by the CW and the creators of Supernatural. I also don't own the title The Empire Strikes Back, that is owned by Disney.