Warnings: Homophobic comments, mentions of sex, swearing.

Chapter 10

By the time they checked out of the motel room, Sam had gone over how he was going to tell Bobby about Loki half a dozen times. He had no way of knowing how the older hunter would take the news Loki was a man, let alone that he wasn't human. In their line of work, it wasn't common for anyone to really come out of the closet. There were some hunter partners who were together for more than the hunt, but it was never voiced out loud.

Their father while not homophobic in public, had mentioned from time to time how he felt about homosexuals. It wasn't something they ever really talked about, but the term 'faggot' had passed John Winchesters lips before. It was probably why Sam had waited until he was away from his family before he experimented with his desire.

Bobby was no John Winchester though, and was typically open minded. Sam was certain he would have understood them planning on letting Loki go before they knew who he really was. Sam knew Bobby wouldn't have hesitated to let Lenore go either, that he would have been right beside them leaving Gordon tied to a chair. This wasn't just letting some monster live though, this was letting one be around him and Dean.

There was nobody in this world more protective of Dean and Sam than Bobby. Even when John was alive, Sam knew Bobby would have gone to the end of the very Earth for the two of them. When they were fighting off something they didn't know, when they were in danger, it was Bobby who would be willing to pull them out of the fire and give them somewhere to lick their wounds. John had run away when they needed him, but Bobby had always been there.

Sam had loved his father, always would in their own twisted way. Dean had worshiped the man, but even Dean knew who raised them. John had been their commander, Bobby had been their dad. It would hurt more than anything to have Bobby turn his back on him now, especially over something that felt so right. It may not seem normal, but it felt like letting himself fall for Loki was the right thing to do, just like saving people was the right thing to do. It was as easy as breathing to Sam, and nothing would hurt more than having that peaceful feeling being ripped away by the one man besides his brother he could completely trust.

"If you think any harder steams' gonna come out your ears."

The comment caused Sam to break from his thoughts and glance over at Dean who was driving. They were only a couple hours away from Bobby's, and would be there before too late; hopefully they would be able to even get sleep in a safe bed tonight. Shrugging, Sam leaned against the back of his seat and looked out the window.

"Just trying to figure out how to tell Bobby my new boyfriend is a pagan god, hopefully without him shooting said boyfriend or having a heart attack. God Dean, when did our lives get so screwed up?"

"I'm pretty sure they were always messed up Sammy. Can't have this job and a normal life, you know that."

Snorting, Sam rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but how many hunters can claim the shit we go through, man. Between yellow eyes and our own luck, we are screwed over in epic proportions. I mean, I was gonna tell him… was thinking about it before I found out he already knew. I was going to chance it and tell him what we did on the off chance he would understand when I had to leave."

"Sammy…"

"Like I get it didn't go well for you, I knew that, and I didn't care. I was even… when we went at the carnival there was this sick girl, like she must have been a cancer patient with the tubes going to her and this carny was giving her a tough time. All the kid wanted was to win a prize, and the asshole was making fun of her for being sick… I could feel my blood boil when I saw the poor thing crying because of some asshole."

"Is he alive?"

There was concern there, like he thought Sam watched Loki kill a man and didn't mention it. Thing was that while he could have, Loki didn't do anything to the man, unless it was something Sam hadn't seen. Blinking he remembered how Loki had gained his attention before he dropped the cotton candy, Loki had snapped his fingers.

"Man was a dick, but I don't think Loki killed him. The moment he saw the girl though, Dean I don't think he even knew there was anyone else there. I could see his tunnel vision. For a moment, I feared he was going to get his ass handed to him by the guy. Instead he lowered himself down to the kid and asked what was wrong. Told her he needed her help cause he wanted to play the game but didn't want to lug around a prize all day. He let her pick out the prize, the grand prize and when I tried to tell him it would be next to impossible he shrugged me off and asked how to win it."

Sam's voice changed then, he could feel it when instead of anger at the way the girl was treated, there was awe. "Five darts in the bullseye with unbalanced, dulled darts. He didn't even pause, just placed his money down and picked up the first dart. I have never seen anyone be able to make the shots he did. Not only did he get all five of them in, there wasn't enough room for the fifth one, so he threw it hard enough to cut the flight on one of the ones already on the board."

Sam glanced at Dean who whistled in response. While they had never worked a circus except while working a case, when they were younger and their dad had left them in a town long enough they had worked at carnivals. It was one of the most honest work they had ever done, both knew how rigged the games really were. What Loki had done was beyond impressive, and if he was a hunter? The possibilities were there.

"And that didn't tip you off that the guy might be a bit more than he said?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Sam couldn't fight the slight blush at his next statement. "Honestly? I couldn't get over how hot it was. But then he took the prize and he gave it to the girl who looked to damn happy, even her mother was tearing up at how happy Loki made her. Looking at it now though? He risked me knowing something was off to make a little girl happy… how could something like that be evil?"

Silence grew between them while Sam become lost in thought. He supposed it was then, when he had seen how kind Loki was with that girl he had allowed himself to love the man a little. While Loki's skill had aroused him, it was his kindness that made Sam want more with the man.

"Bobby will come around Sam, once we get this ritual done and we know Loki is telling the truth then we will deal with this."

Nodding his head, the two listened to music while they drove to Bobby's house. Neither had called the hunter up before hand, they wouldn't be able to explain anything over the phone and it would only cause complications, better to show up and bring it all out at once. A couple hours later they were pulling into the salvage yard that had been the closest thing to a home they ever had over the years.

Swallowing, Sam nervously tapped his fingers against his thigh while they drove up to the house. Once Dean parked the car Sam was trying to calm himself down, his panic starting to take a hold of him. Maybe this was a mistake, maybe they could find something by themselves, maybe Bobby didn't need to know about Loki. Before he could say anything though Sam heard a chime from his pocket. Squinting his eyebrows in confusion he took out his phone and shared a look with Dean. Nobody ever texted him, opening the message Sam smiled.

Loki: So, don't freak out but I may have placed a monitoring charm on you. It lets me know your physical wellbeing and emotional state, I wasn't about to let you go back into your den of hunters without knowing you would be okay Kiddo. I don't know what's going on, but you need to calm down, I can feel your panic attack from here.

Sam: I'm about to tell my father figure that I'm not only dating a man but a pagan god… I think I have every right to panic.

Loki: You need backup? Shoot up a prayer and I'll be there before Amen.

Chuckling slightly Sam felt relieved Loki would be willing to come at his beck and call. While it would be worse if they didn't explain to Bobby first, it was good to know that if it ever came to it the god would answer his prayers.

Sam: Better if it's just Dean and I right now… stay on standby?

Loki: Always, gotta make sure to keep that perky ass of yours out of the fire ;-P

"Thought your boyfriend was going to give you space to process?"

Glancing at Dean, Sam shut the phone and pocketed it before opening his door. While he had thought Loki was going to give them time as well Sam was glad he hadn't. While he knew the god wanted something with him, there was still a part of Sam that felt incomplete with the man so far away, the contact even though texting was needed.

"Apparently, he put some kind of charm on me to read my physical and mental health and when I started to panic wanted to make sure I was okay. Said if this turns into trouble to pray and he'll be here. I told you Dean, this whatever it is, goes both ways."

Dean didn't argue instead he started to walk towards the house, a glance back over his shoulder telling Sam he was expected to follow. Steeling his nerves as best he could, Sam nodded slightly before stepping forward. The small walk to the front door seemed like a mile before they were greeted by the older hunter. Bobby looked the same as when they had last seen him, no new greys, no new cuts or bruises they could see. There was a caution to his movements, but after everything they had been through they didn't blame him.

Before they could say a word, the brothers were both handed a shot glass which they both swallowed without hesitation. Once they proved they were themselves Bobby clasped them both on the shoulder with a grin.

"Didn't know you two were coming over, come on in. What brings you here?"

That was one of the things Sam loved about Bobby, it didn't matter what he had been doing; as soon as they showed up they were welcome. Bobby was always there to help with whatever he could, if they needed information on the supernatural, a hand on a case or just a warm meal he was always there. Desperately Sam hoped he didn't lose that. Some of his worry must have shown on his face as Bobby lost his grin and instead steered them towards his study where he kept the whiskey.

Once they were sitting Bobby spoke, and for once Sam didn't know what to say to the other man. It had always been so easy, explain what they needed or what was going on, and Bobby would fix it. Bobby couldn't fix this though, Sam didn't want him to fix this.

"What's going on boys?"

"I don't even know where to start Bobby…" Was that his voice? While Sam had meant to speak, he didn't mean for his voice to seem so lost. Oh, this was going to end badly. From the look in Bobby's face he knew it too. Not saying a word Bobby got three glasses from behind the counter and poured them all a glass of whiskey. Once he had a few mouthfuls Sam tried again, his voice thankfully a bit steadier.

"It all started with a case, a professor who jumped out of his office window. We decided to check it out, researching the school we didn't find anything, no EMF, nothing. We were going to leave when another strange thing happened, a kid came around saying he was abducted by aliens. At the time the only connection we could find was that they were both dicks. After some more digging I found out the professor was rapist and the kid was a pledge master who caused several people to drop out and one to be hospitalized."

Taking another drink, Sam tried to gather his words together before he continued. Dean remained as he was, sitting beside him but not taking over. This would be up to Sam to explain.

"While it seemed like it could be a case, to be honest Bobby with the things we found out… I wasn't sure whatever it was, was doing anything wrong. We were going to wait a couple days, see if any more bodies dropped before picking up and leaving. There was this person though who had caught my eye. Since we were going to be in town for a couple days we went on a couple of dates."

Sam knew he was making a mess of this, he didn't bother looking at Dean for help though. Bobby hadn't stopped looking at him either, maybe Dean had gestured something to the older man, he didn't know. What Sam did know was he could feel Bobby's gaze on him and it was making him even more nervous.

"It was great really, better than great. It wasn't until this morning I noticed what I should have before but I was… distracted." Blushing Sam shrugged his shoulders slightly although he did peek at Bobby and saw the man looked slightly embarrassed as well. "They were a janitor, but the apartment wasn't something a janitor could afford. There were other things too… they had perfect aim, better than mine. I just… it didn't seem important until it was staring me in the face."

"This guy have a sweet tooth?"

The question was random, but Sam nodded his head anyways. It was odd to see Loki without something sweet in his mouth. Hearing Bobby curse, Sam watched as the man refilled his glass after draining it.

"So, let me get this straight, you came into town to hunt down a trickster and instead end up bedding one?"

Again, Sam could only nod his head, Dean though was the one to speak up next.

"Guy?"

Bobby snorted, his eyes focused on Sam once again while he spoke.

"The only reason why you wouldn't say 'she' or 'her' about going on a date was if it was with a guy. I don't care about that Sam, what two people do between the sheets ain't none of my business. Now tell me what happened when you figured out your new bed-buddy wasn't human, am I hiding you or healing you?"

Smiling at the man, Sam couldn't believe how relieved he was at Bobby's acceptance. He had been dreading telling the hunter he had been sleeping with a man, but it didn't seem to phase Bobby in the least. Not once did Bobby look away from Sam's eyes, he was telling the truth, he didn't care.

"Neither. Once I figured it out I confronted him, he didn't deny it… not once. The moment he knew that I knew, he took me right to Dean. He wanted to make sure I was comfortable, that I had someone else there who I knew would have my back while he explained himself."

Bobby's eyebrow rose, it was a risky move for any creature to stay around a hunter, let alone two.

"I know killing people is wrong, and we're going to have to work on it… but I don't want to shut him out Bobby. He said if we found a ritual to bind him to his word he would be willing to swear his honesty to Dean and I along with two others of our choice. I know I shouldn't, but I trust him. He could have hurt me, could have killed me, and he would have been long gone before Dean even knew I was in any danger."

Dean must have seen something in Bobby's face Sam didn't because he spoke for the first time since they came into the room.

"It's true Bobby, I don't like it… but the guy is completely smitten over Sam. It's sickening, it's like he hangs on Sam's every word. If there is some kind of mojo in play it's working them both over."

Hearing the sigh from Bobby, Sam tried to read what the older man was thinking. His own glass was near empty, but he didn't think he should drink any more. If he got drunk there was a good chance he would call on the being he wanted to see the most, and right then Sam didn't know if it would be a good idea to have Loki and Bobby in the same room.

"So, this trickster did you at least get his name so we can summon him once we have a ritual to work with?"

"Loki, he also said some rituals might not work on him because he was apparently something else before becoming a god. He also said we might want to start digging in Old Norse since they are the most likely to work."

"Balls!"

Even Dean looked up at Bobby in question as he swore. It didn't take long for Bobby to answer their unasked question.

"Tricksters are easy enough, there are a few dozen of them all over the world. They can bring anything they damn well want into existence as real as you and me, basically they're demi-gods." Seeing he had their attention, Bobby continued. "Loki though, he isn't the same as them. While he's a trickster, he's also a full god, nothing demi about him. He's also one who is still worshiped, people still believe in him and offer him sacrifices, and that boys are how gods get their power."

"A stake with his victims blood wont work on him, in fact with gods who are still worshiped you need to be very specific on how to kill them. Loki isn't even just a normal god, he's one of the top three of a still-powerful religion."

While Sam had known Loki was powerful, having Bobby spell it out for him made it all seem so much more real. While it should have frightened him, instead it caused a rush of desire to flow through Sam. He couldn't help but remember how Loki had taken him the first time they were together. He had been so scared of hurting the man before, but looking at it now, Loki had allowed himself to be dominated, had begged for it. To have someone so powerful, someone who could crush him, beg to be claimed by him… it was beyond arousing.

"We need to find the ritual then, the sooner the better."

Whatever Bobby and Dean had been saying was cut off as Sam spoke. He knew he wouldn't be able to see Loki in person until this was done, he understood that, accepted it, but he wasn't willing to wait much longer. It had been less than a day, but Sam was burning for the man. The more he learned the more he needed Loki, Sam didn't care about Loki's past or if he was willing to give up his job, he wanted the god.

It wasn't just sexual though, if all Sam could have was being in the same room as the god he would take it and be happy. Thankfully they had already found themselves to be more than compatible in the sheets as the sexual desire was almost more than he could handle. Mainly though Sam needed to see Loki, needed to be near him, to hear him, to touch him, to hold him. His very soul ached for the being he hadn't even known the week before.

A soft chime rang out in the room, causing Sam to jump slightly before he pulled out his phone. Looking at the text he smiled, while Sam should have been annoyed that Loki was monitoring him he couldn't help but feel touched by the gesture.

Loki: Whatever it was that made you horny better have something to do with me. Seriously though, hurry up and find something that will satisfy your bother so I can show you my real bedroom.

Loki: Now that you -know- you can't break me; do you think you can break my bed? I think we should find out.

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