"Who hit me?" Were the first words out of Peter's mouth when he came to.
"No one," Castiel said. Peter jumped, not remembering what had happened. His wings fluttered. The action jolted his memory.
"It wasn't a dream then?" He asked, sounding defeated.
"'Fraid not," Dean said. "We'll be back. Come on Cas, let's go."
"We will be back, Peter," Castiel told the winged man before him. With that the two men disappeared. Peter sat down in the pilots chair. He put his elbows on his knees and cradled his head in his hands.
Not that much later the team returned. "I didn't steal it I'm telling you," Rocket was saying.
"I am Groot."
"What do you mean, you don't believe me?" Rocket said. "I didn't!"
"I am Groot."
"Oh come on," Rocket said. "She left it there, it's technically stealing."
"I am Groot."
"I don't care what the law says," Rocket sounded angry now, like he was reaching for his gun and Peter couldn't help but smile.
"You really should," Gamora said, trying to placate the Racoon.
"Why?" And now he was starting to whine.
"I also do not see why the legal system is relevant to this conversation," Drax said, defending Rocket.
"You two are both idiots," Gamaro said. Peter could hear her footsteps get slightly heavier as she made her way into the ship. The others followed and he knew the exact moment they saw him as every single footstep stopped, one took a step back and Rocket drew in a breath whilst Gamora let one out.
"What the hell is that?" Rocket said.