Jim glanced down at his hands, running his finger against the black mark on his bare forearm. "Oh." Looking back up, he reread the note stuck to the wall.
Loki walked into the room, coming to a halt when he noticed Moriarty. "Aren't you supposed to be with those aliens- the Silence, they are called?"
"It appears I have already talked to them." He gestured to the note.
Loki walked up to him, focusing on the note. It was a simple piece of A4 paper, a mid-length paragraph written in hasty handwriting.
You have talked to the Silence. They have offered their help. Their numbers are low. They are around.
"This little trick of theirs," Loki gritted his teeth. "It's tedious, isn't it?"
"Oh, don't be so grim." Moriarty smirked. "It makes things rather interesting, I'd say."
The trickster rolled his eyes. "What do they mean, they are around?"
"They could mean anything." The consulting criminal grinned, popping a piece of chewing gum into his mouth and walking out. "Anything at all."

"We are not letting them walk in here." Dean slammed his palms onto the desk surface, face red with anger. "These are our headquarters. If they come in, there's no telling what they'd do."
"Dean-" Sam begun, placing a calming hand on his brother's shoulder. The older Winchester simply shrugged it off.
"We could die! All of us!" He exclaimed. "Well, not the Doctor, and I suppose most of you could get away in time, but there are human beings here-"
"Hate to break it to you, but you are one of them." Gabriel noted from the corner.
"Another word from you and I'm using the remaining holy oil, I fucking swear!" Dean jelled back. "Unprepared human beings, that have never dealt with demons, let alone fucking Satan. I'm not about to let him walk in and gank our superbrain over there."
"Is that supposed to be me?" Sherlock frowned.
"Point is, no."
"That is hardly a choice for you to make." Samandriel added quietly. Dean spun around to face him.
"If you're going to go all obedient soldier on me, I advise you to get back to Heaven and whatever the hell is going on up there," he snapped. Samandriel paled.
"Dean." Sam tried again. The rest of the team looked notably uncomfortable.
"No, seriously, what the hell is wrong with you?" Dean continued, glaring at the angels. "You all did your fair share of mistakes, but I didn't think this would ever happen- you are no better than freaking Zachariah here."
"Dean." Sam repeated, this time louder.
"Cas, you can't be okay with this." Dean turned a pleading look to the aforementioned angel. The latter looked down awkwardly.
"Cas." Dean swore under his breath. "Well. We worked against angels once-"
"Dean!" Sam yelled this time, his voice mixed with protests from other occupants of the room. Nobody was overly keen on seeing the angels leave.
"We both almost died- Sam went to hell- to stop innocent people dying, and you helped us then-"
"This is to stop the innocent people from dying!" Castiel's voice cut off Dean's, and the hunter looked a bit taken aback. "This is to stop the world from being torn to shreds by a group of raging psychopaths!"
"Cas…" Dean muttered awkwardly.
"We would not let innocent people get harmed. We'd take all the precautions we can. And we'd have explained you everything, had you allowed us to." The angel paused to glare at the Winchester. "What my brothers and I are trying to do here is to take the first step, to find out as much as we can about Lucifer's plans, to stop standing back while evil rules like we were forced for millenniums-" He stopped abruptly, looking down, shoulders still tense with anger.
"We are not like Zachariah." Samandriel muttered quietly.
"Yeah, that was kind of a dick remark." Gabriel voiced from the corner- his voice was careless, but his eyes told a different story.
"I know you're not." Dean's shoulders slumped as he ran a hand through his hair. "Look, I am sorry I lashed out, I just-"
"You have a lot on your mind, yes, we know." Balthazar interrupted him. "But guess what, oh Mister Angst, you are not the only one."
"I'm sorry." Dean repeated lamely.
"Um, okay." Sam spoke up, trying to lessen the tension. "About the plan…?"
Fifteen minutes later, the tension was still as high as it got, and they got no further with agreeing on a course of action. Finally, Gabriel cleared his throat.
"Dean, Castiel, go out and don't come back until you're done with death glares." Both opened their mouths to protest. "Go!"
Dean suddenly found himself standing in a long, round room with high ceilings and shooting targets everywhere. For a moment he feared he was in another one of Gabriel's alternate universes, but then he recognized the Avenger's tower practice room.
"Cas?" He called out, and sure enough, a reply came in form of flutter of the wings. He spun around to see the familiar trenchcoated silhouette.
"Gabriel will pay for this." The gravely voice promised. Dean grinned.
"Look, I'm sorry for what I said." He said, figuring he better make an apology now, for they were unlikely to leave this room before he does- and Castiel fuming over being treated like a disobedient child was kind of endearing (in a totally manly way. Castiel wasn't adorable. He was a grown man, for God's sake).
"I know, Dean." Castiel nodded. "I shouldn't have reacted as I did."
"No, it's my fault-"
"I never said it wasn't-"
"Well that's kinda rude, Cas."
Castiel fixed him with a stern glare. "I may be accustomed to your rants and unjustified accusations, but that does not mean I enjoy them, and most certainly doesn't mean you are allowed to act like that in front of my brothers and not expect any consequences."
Dean shifted uncomfortably.
"We are a team, Dean." Castiel's voice softened. "I just…wish we could share mutual trust and solve our disagreements in a civilized manner." The angel looked down awkwardly. "That is all."
"Shit, Cas." Dean sighed in exasperation. "Don't judge the team by me, damn it. I'm sorry. I'll behave. I just…I don't know."
Castiel tilted his head. "You are confusing me."
"Well, yeah, I'm confusing myself too." Dean let out a bitter laugh.
Castiel seemed to finally identify Dean's state of mind. "It's okay, Dean. No damage has been done."
"Yeah, I hope." Dean straightened his back. "Last thing we need is more shit. Sorry. Will never happen again."
"Why are you apologizing so much?" Castiel asked. It wasn't much in Dean's character.
"I…" With another heavy breath, Dean leant against the wall, sliding down to the floor. "I'm just tired. And scared. And everything is falling apart and all I do is fuck things up-"
"Dean!" The angel stopped him, eyes wide. The hunter looked away, eyes wet with tears he was obviously trying to hide. Castiel down by him.
"You did not 'fuck' anything up." He said after a while. "And I believe I should know. I am what you would call an expert in that area."
Dean looked at him in mild surprise, and then laughed. Castiel was glad. As flattered as he was to see Dean felt comfortable confessing his emotions to him, he preferred him happy.
"We should just call ourselves Team Fuck Up." He muttered. "We do that better than free will anyhow."
"I think we've come to perfect free will." Castiel argued, but something in Dean's expression made him think he took something too literally again. It happened often.
"I can't believe Lucifer is back again." Dean finally sighed, banging his head against the wall.
Castiel eyed back of the hunter's head with concern- the sound it made when colliding with wall sounded painful. "All that we've been through- Adam and Sammy went to hell, damn it, and Gabriel died- and it was all for nothing."
"It was not for nothing." Castiel felt this time Dean did mean it literally. "Millions of lives were saved. Was it not for the Norse trickster, they wouldn't be in danger again."
"What if we fail?" Dean asked. "What if they win?"
"They won't." Castiel promised. He didn't even sound convincing to himself. But Dean didn't seem to mind.
"Good." He grinned, getting up. "Lets see if Gabriel will let us join the grown-ups now."

Doors opened with a slow creak, and Dean Winchester's head popped in, small smile on his face.
"Can we come back in now?" He asked. Gabriel sighed.
"Fine, come in." He said with mocked exasperation. "But raise your voice one more time with me, young man, and you're going to North Korea."
"Why North Korea?"
"Why not?"
"You're hilarious, Gabe, truly." Dean rolled his eyes, walking in. "Come on, Cas."
The angel followed suit, glaring at his brother, who winked back.
"Okay, came up with anything?" Dean inquired, taking a seat.
"Actually, yes." Tony sat up. "If we could secure one room and trap whoever Lucifer sends in there-"
"How can we sure Lucifer will be sending the messenger?" Natasha interrupted. "Not to be disrespectful, but there are three other men with him. And if Loki sends someone…"
"Loki has no one." Thor muttered. "How about Jim?"
"Only human beings." Sherlock replied. "But now that he's working with demi-gods and time lords…"
"Master could have all sorts of connections." The Doctor muttered, his face concerned. "Last time I saw him, he made a deal with human race from the future, to ruin the human race of today."
Tony frowned. "Why?"
"Humans." Gabriel sighed, and Tony dropped the subject. "Think he has more of those?"
"No." The Doctor shifted. "There is no way for us to know who and what he will send."
"So, we can't prepare for him." Sam sighed. "Never thought we'd be hoping for a demon."
"What if they show up themselves?" Steve asked.
"I doubt it." Sherlock muttered. "It'd be a stupid move, coming in here without an army."
"What if they come with an army?" John whispered. Everyone paled.
"Then, my friends." Balthazar muttered idly. "We die."

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