Dean was excited to finally meet Captain America. He radiated excitement that Sam could feel, and he let himself soak in his good mood. Dean ran his hand over his short-cropped light brown hair, then pinched the area under his bottom lip. That was usually the sign of being nervous, Sam could tell. But who wouldn't be in his position? After all, he was about to meet his all-time favorite Avenger.

A loud song with a thumping beat rang from Dean's pocket. He gave Sam a goofy grin and began to shake his head back and forth, then he broke into his ringtone dance, shoulders bouncing and hips moving from side to side.

"Oh, please don't," Sam begged, pressing his lips.

People around them stared at him in amusement and one of the guys started cheering for him.

"Dude, are you in your right mind?"

"Chill. I'm trying to chill, Sammy."

When the ringtone was about to end, Dean picked up, "We're waiting for entrance."

"There's a dark-skinned man waiting for you. He will escort you inside," the voice on the phone spoke.

"Awesome," Dean hang up.

The Stark Tower was a high-rise building complex. The structure was composed of a 93-story Main Tower flanked by a 35-story South Building and 55-story North Building. The Main Tower was informally known as the Avengers Tower, it served as the headquarters for the superheroes; Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, Black Widow, The Hulk and Hawkeye. And recently added to the A-list's residence Loki.

He was still imprisoned in the newly designed cage, it was his punishment for nearly destroying earth. Since Odin had refused to accept him in Asgard and Thor didn't want to abandon him, he had promised the Avengers that he'd be responsible for Loki and his actions.

Since the first day of imprisonment, Loki hadn't talked with anyone, it was like he had been cut out of the real world and started living in his own.

"Captain America, Sammy! Captain America," Dean said enthusiastically.

"Dr. Sexy and now Captain America," Sam sighed.

"Aren't you excited, not even a tiny bit?" Dean asked.

"I am, Dean. But I'm also terrified. We're gonna see Loki," Sam answered but Dean simply ignored him and continued walking.

"Oh, the Winchesters, finally!" Nick Fury greeted the boys.

"Hello, Sir," Sam said.

"I hope the ride from Texas to here was comfortable for the both of you."

"Of course it was. Stark's plane, man!" Dean grinned.

Nick let out a slight laugh. "Here it is. Make yourself comfortable. The Avengers will be shortly here, they're on a mission at the moment."

"Thank you," Sam said.

"But beware," Nick was whispering now, "don't get too close to Loki."

"We won't," Dean assured him. "Right, Sam?"

Dean's head shot over to Sam, a confused look marking his face before he slowly nodded. "Right."

The silent and fearsome Loki stared away from the bed and fixed his piercing eyes on Sam. Sam's gaze met his, and for a moment, he was motionless. There was something confusing about Loki's facial expressions, they were ominous and honest at the same time.

Their shared gaze was severed as the door banged open and the Avengers entered the room. Thor rushed in, followed by Natasha and Clint and the rest of them behind.

Dean leaped off the couch and stood in a mannered way, trying to hold back his excitement.

"Hello boys!" Tony spoke.

"H.. Hi, sir," Dean grinned.

"Hello, Mr. Stark," Sam greeted him.

Tony walked past Dean who was expecting to shake hands with the Man of Iron. Sam already told Dean about every Avenger's personality as he had heard from endless magazines and newspapers articles. And Dean's felt to be close to Tony Stark's playboy personality.

"Aye, boys!" Thor greeted them with a wide smile as he crossed the kitchen to grab snacks from the fridge.

Natasha and Clint separated themselves and went to the other room alone, not really paying attention to the presence of the two brothers.

"Oh, my. Hold me Sammy. Hold me," Dean said at the sight of Captain America entering the room.

Steve's eyes were lain at Sam and Dean as he was fixing his suit. "Winchesters, welcome," he said, removing his gaze from them over to the wound on his chest. "Crap!"

"Captain America, you're my favorite Avenger!" Dean burst out into his fanboying verse and immediately was pinched by Sam, it was a pinch to indicate Dean to stay calm. He cleared his throat and clinched his jaw. "Yeah. Hi Steve."

The pause was long and weighty before Steve finally said. "Appreciated, you're my favorite as well!"

Dean was dying of excitement and overwhelmed by the welcoming he had received. "Thank you! You heard of us?" he asked.

"Of course. SHIELD has kept track of you recently, and you saved the world once, can't be more appreciative."

"Just like you did," Sam pointed out.

Tony crossed the room. "Chick flick moment alert." And went to pour some scotch, offering the Winchesters one as well. "It's rare, have a sip," he extended his arm, giving the glass to Dean.

Dean dropped his firm gaze from Steve, a kind of admiration gaze. He was such a fanboy!

As the trio consisting of Tony, Steve and Dean were having a conversation, Dean kept on mentioning how much he appreciated the chance to be here while Sam pulled back and went to the kitchen and joined Thor.

"Aye, Sam.. right?" Thor chewed the last bite of the sandwich he was holding. "Yes. Thor, if I may call you like that-"

"Of course you can, Sam. We're all a family now. Nick told us about your heroism and the sacrifices you have made for this world, so we're a family," Thor grinned putting his hand on Sam's shoulder.

Sam blushed slightly. He was finally getting the appreciation they had lacked over the years for saving the whole humanity, and he wasn't used to it, at all. He didn't even know what to say except of a murmured "Thank you!"

"Yeah, what I was saying earlier Thor, can you tell me more about your brother Loki? I'm just curious, you know. If you have no problem, of course," Sam asked politely.

Thor clinched his jaw and a mix of anger and despair lingered before his eyes as he spoke, "Aye.. aye, sure. What do you want to know?"

"He was your brother, why did all of this happen?"

"Aye.. I'll tell you why. Loki is exceptional, unique. He has the kind of personality that draws others in. I wanted to hear everything he had to say, but not everyone was like me. Lady Sif said that he gave her a bad feeling. She thought that he was much of a man who wanted to stand out so brightly, and that he was a liar, trying to impress my father to get the throne. It was the only thing we ever disagreed on."

"So in your opinion, he wasn't trying to steal your place?" Sam asked confused.

"No! My whole life.. I misunderstood my brother. All he wanted was the approval of my father, that's it. But instead, he was seen as a liar. He made special weapons and he had a big part in keeping Asgard with strong defenses, but my father's allies were always warning him and reminding him that he was the adopted son and that he had magical powers that only a few people could face, by that, the coldness in the relationship between my father and Loki stretched and he was never pleased by him. But he was pleased with me when I slayed some monsters here and there…" Thor trailed off, his eyes blurring in pain.

Sam noticed his pain and wanted to tell him to stop, but he felt that Thor had to let it all out, so he kept quiet.

"So, I started going to meetings that consisted of Loki, Lady Sif and the warriors three, to hear what Loki had to say. They were secret meetings, Loki said it was for the sake of keeping Asgard safe. He was, and is, the master of deception. He would glorify Odin's work and the work of the realm, and then sneak in one backhanded comment to leave us pondering. Like me, Loki pretended to dislike Odin's strategy in his relations with Jotunheim. He always wanted to destroy that race."

"So, I don't get it, what made him so vengeful?"

"Living in the shadow of his own brother, of me, being lied to his whole life, and waiting for Odin's approval that never happened."

"That's not a reason to bring the apocalypse on earth," Sam snapped. Shortly after, he realized that he was being rude. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"I don't think we can judge a person before being in his shoes. But I understand what you mean, Sam."

"What happened when you went back to Asgard after his failure on earth?"

"We-"

Natasha cut off their conversation as she entered the kitchen. "Wanna have some fun, boys? We have a new enemy attack."

She grabbed her black tight jacket that was put on one of the armchairs and disappeared without waiting for a response.

"I guess I should go. I will tell you the rest later, my friend. You have my word," Thor smiled before disappearing himself and leaving Sam behind.

"Can I try the armor, please?" Dean asked.

"Yes, sure," Steve nodded.

Dean grabbed the armor and started checking himself in the mirror, making funny moves and facial expressions. "Phew, it's heavy!"

"Yeah, it is."

Dean was trying so hard to start a conversation with him but Steve seemed to be all-attention drawn to boxing the fuck out of the boxing bag (and not at all interested in talking to Dean.)

"Captain, get ready, we have an enemy waiting to be spider-squished," Natasha said, appearing next to them.

"Yes! Finally I can see you fighting with my own eyes," Fanboy Dean took over.

"No way! You're not leaving this tower, Dean," Steve said firmly.

"Oh come on, dude!"

"Nick didn't tell you? You are here to keep an eye on Loki, while we're away. You were the most qualified people to have this mission on your shoulders. You are the best-"

"-after us," Tony said.

"-in this department," Steve finished his line.

...

Two huge, comfortable couches were placed in front of Loki's new cage, at a safe distance. Dean slept, while Sam kept on searching through the internet about The Norse Mythology. Section - Loki.

A wild sly curled Loki's lips.