A/N:This is a story I never expected to write. This is a story about where everyone thinks they're being punked. This is a story, where you come face to face with a mirror and realise a few things you probably should have noticed waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay sooner.

This is also a story that has taken me way to long to write because of just crazy personal circumstances. So I wanna thank everyone who's been there for me with everything that happened.

And also thank you to the AMAZING Lisy Shamrock for beta-ing this story! Seriously, you did a kick ass job.

(This is for my lovely bid winner, Moonweaver30. Thank you for this.)

Now get out there and enjoy this chapter!

Dean glanced with trepidation at the tear in Reality. He gave one last glance to Rowena, a cursory thing, before setting his face into stone, adjusting his bag firmly onto his shoulder, and marching straight through. The world flashed around him, blinding white. For a mere tenth of a second it felt like everything was whirling and spinning.

Then it stopped.

Where he expected snow and a cold breeze, instead he felt a cold hard floor and heard the sound of breaking glass. Dean stumbled and warm, tan covered arms gripped him securely. Cas. He was prepared to fight, reflexively going to draw his gun... but Cas' confused look was enough to disarm him for a moment. Those blue eyes met his briefly before tracking around the room, which was enough to snap Dean out of his momentary daze. He stepped back and looked around the large and very fancy room. There wasn't even windows, because the whole damn wall was glass. Curvy furniture, gas fireplaces with fancy stones, and a well stocked bar. Wow.

Sam stood next to him, just as amazed…

"Gabriel?" Cas called out. The answer was a groan. Dean spun in a circle and was met with another of the window walls right behind him. He sucked in a breath of air at the view. Skyscrapers next to skyscrapers next to other non-descript tall buildings in shades of tan and grey and… tan-ish brown . Then in the middle of it all, a large expanse of green shaped into a perfect rectangle. If he looked to the sides he could see rivers and in the distance, the gleam of the ocean.

"Why are we in New York?" Sam asked. Cas ignored their confusion, walking closer to the railing near the window wall and looking down.

"Are you okay, brother?" Cas asked, Dean stepped forward looking down and saw the source of shattered glass. Gabe had apparently missed the floor the rest of TFW were currently upon when coming through the crack. Gabe rolled over pathetically, several cuts on his face.

"Yeah, obviously I'm just fi-... Why hello, Muscles." Cas tilted his head at the response and turned to Dean for clarification, but before he could get a word out, his eyes met something just behind Dean and went wide. Dean whipped around and came face to face with a glowing mechanical palm.

"Mind telling me why you're in my house?" Asked the man holding the apparent weapon. Suddenly another man appeared on the other side of Sam, in a flash of long blonde hair and spinning gray he floated in… or… flew. Did he just-... really?!

"Yes, it was unwise of you to suddenly appear where many strong beings are. And if your plan was to be sneaky well..."

"Don't ever try to throw a surprise party," Responded the man in the robot suit. The RED robot suit. That had Dean's brain spinning with disbelief, his mouth dropped open making him look like a goldfish, he was positive.

"Dean, what's-" Cas started to ask, but was interrupted by Sam.

"No fucking way. Absolutely not." Sam was shaking his head. "Dean? Do you believe any of this right now?"

"Nah, Gabe must be totally fucking with us. Haha Gabe! Very funny!" Dean called out to the angel a floor below, because there was absolutely no freaking way this was real.

"You better believe it sweetheart and start explaining yourselves or I'm gonna have to-... wait." Suddenly the helmet opened, giving another point to the land of 'there's no way this is fucking happening right now' but apparently totally was. Somewhere inside of him Dean was squealing with glee, while another part of him was impossibly frustrated. "Aren't you the actors from that monster hunting show? Super... something, or whatever." Tony Stark asked and Dean swore he absolutely would keep his cool if Steve Rogers walked in next, but knew that in actuality... he might just melt into a puddle on the floor.

"Tony? What do you wanna do about this?" Came a voice from about a floor underneath them and Dean really hoped he had only made that squeaking noise in his head. Judging by the look Cas was giving him, not so much.

"I have a few suggestions. But I don't think Cap's delicate sensibilities could handle them," Gabe said suggestively.

"Sam-" Dean started to ask, totally not on the verge of fainting or something else really embarrassing.

"Avengers Tower... in the center of Manhattan... most definitely does not exist in our universe." Sam responded, his face going pale.

"I'm sorry, your what ?" Tony asked, lowering his arm in disbelief. Dean rubbed a hand over his eyes, of all the places... why did they end up here? Tony dropped down from where he was hovering with a loud metallic klank. "I'm just gonna surmise what I'm seeing here on the three stooges faces… you guys didn't mean to end up in the middle of my living room?"

"No," Cas answered, in his usual gruff tone. "We were attempting to traverse through the realities to a dimension where the world is an apocalyptic wasteland engineered by angels fighting against humans and demons."

"Tony, are these men not attacking us?" Thor asked.

"One minute L'Oreal, still figuring that out." Tony paused then looked at Dean very specifically and pointed a finger at him that slid over the rest of the group as he asked, "Why the hell would you three want to go to an apocalyptic universe?"

"Our mom and our… kid got trapped over there. We've been searching for months to find a way through and now we come out into the wrong damn universe!" Dean answered, letting his frustration out at the end through gritted teeth. He turned away, glancing out the window and clenching his fists tightly together.

"I promise we did not come here to attack you, by the way." Sam added and held his hands up in surrender.

"Do you believe this comparable sized human and his smaller companions, Tony?" Thor asked, letting his hammer, Mjölnir Dean squee-d in his head, slow down and rest at his side.

"Yeah, weirdly enough, I think I do. Either that or our week has just been that weird." Tony decided, with some whirring the red and gold metal opened and the man stepped out from within. "Is the one down below with you?" All three of the boys nodded. "Well then, you can stand down Cap. It seems we have a non-hostile, accidental visit from a TV show universe." Dean scoffed at that, while Tony looked on with a raised eyebrow. "What you wanna debate that?"

"Well in our universe you guys are just a really ridiculously intertwined movie franchise, so.." Dean just shrugged, clearly trying to irritate Tony. Their world wasn't any less real than this one was. A brief thought passed through his mind that Tony was just placating the crazy people until he could safely remove them…. But he also supposed them appearing through a glowing orange and red crack was evidence enough. Tony just rolled his eyes and turned to the sound of feet shuffling up the stairs.

"Thanks for checking on me guys! I can really feel the love. So fun being part of a team." Gabe drew out the last word, still brushing off some shards of glass while Cap trailed slightly behind.

"Well you're the strongest one of the four of us, so there isn't much to worry about." Cas answered, not at all caring for Gabe's sarcasm. The three Avengers did a double take at Gabriel.

"The smallest is the strongest of you all? I would have supposed this man, surpassing my own stature would be the strongest." Thor asked, confused, clearly talking about Sam. "I mean, even his hair is the most majestic of this lot." Gabe burst out laughing.

"See Sammy? I'm not the only one who thinks you have majestic hair ." Said Gabe with an accompanying eyebrow wiggle. Sam just rolled his eyes and responded to Thor.

"Thanks, I think. But uh… no. Gabriel is an archangel, then there's Castiel here who's an angel too. Then Dean and me we're just human."

"Ah I see! So are you heros on your world?" Thor further inquired as he walked away from the initial trio, to lounge on one of the couches, settling with a sigh and inclining his head to show he was still listening.

"I mean… they kinda are? I've only seen a few episodes. But you guys fight monsters, right?" Tony asked, moving over to his bar to pour himself a drink. Sam and company were still rooted to their spots, but Gabe seemed to take to this like a duck in water. He strutted over to the couches and plopped down across from Thor.

"I guess you could say that." Sam shrugged. "Dean and I, we call ourselves Hunters, we were kinda-" Sam cut himself off noticing for the first time that Dean hadn't spoken a word in a while. In fact he appeared frozen, gaping, mouth open and everything. Sam reached behind Cas and thwacked Dean on the shoulder.

"Huh? What?" Dean said, startled. Then, he cleared his throat, adjusted his posture, and tried again. "Yeah, we've been hunting our whole lives. Raised in the family business. Werewolves, demons, wendigos, ghosts, angels, you name it. If it's an evil son of a bitch, we gank it." Dean finished his spiel much more confident than he had started, but his eyes still darted back over to the broad man in a grey athletic tee and blue jeans.

Cap still stood near the stairs, arms folded, surveying the newcomers. He'd never seen a TV show with these characters, nor had he ever heard of characters from a TV show jumping through dimensions and coming to life. But he did nod in approval at Dean's sentiment. Dean flushed slightly and rubbed the back of his neck, then moved to join the others at the sectional seating. Cas and Sam followed close behind, though none seemed to be able to muster up the confidence to sit.

"Sorry about the mess with the glass, Tony. I missed my landing." Gabriel apologized.

"Oh, it's fine, I'm used to it. Jarvis?" Tony asked towards the ceiling.

"On it, sir." responded the British AI voice. Sam smiled and chuckled lightly.

"Cap, come sit! We must learn about our new friends!" Thor boasted excitedly.

"What a great idea, Thor." Gabriel added Thor just smiled and nodded at his new tiny yet powerful friend, he seemed the jovial and fun type.

"Actually, Thor… I've gotta get back to Bruce. You only promised us one more day with the sceptre and I've got a party to prepare for tonight."

"And I promised Nat a sparring session." Cap added in, none of the hunters or angels spoke up, totally unsure of where this would go, whereas Thor jumped at the chance to convince.

"I'm sure Miss Romanoff would love to meet our new universe friends! I mean, this tiny one survived a twenty foot fall and there's not a scratch on him! Super healing abilities I hear?"

"Oh, I don't wanna brag." Gabe feigned modesty, putting up a dismissive hand, but then nodded elaborately and mouthed yes to Thor. The man-like God guffawed, clearly enjoying Gabriel's whimsy already.

"Yeah, you probably wouldn't want him to brag about impersonating your brother." Cas said in a wondering tone. Thor's head whipped from Cas back to Gabe in confusion. "Oops." Cas said, very sarcastically. Dean burst out laughing and brought up a hand to squeeze Cas' shoulder.

"When did you get so good at that?" Dean asked.

"Adapt or die." Cas responded with a shrug. Dean just gave him the most blinding smile and just barely bit down on telling Cas how awesome he was for the umpteenth time since he had met the guy. He get lost in his eyes for a mere second until Thor's tone caught his ear.

"You impersonated my brother in your world?" Thor seemed borderline mad without knowing the context which, honestly? Wasn't all that surprising.

"Not your brother exactly. A version of him on my world." Gabe responded, looking slightly worried… Thor was a huge guy after all.

"Any version of my brother is still my brother."

"Well, this one was actually just an earthly bound Pagan god who, by the way, let me impersonate him. I didn't just do it to be mean or make a joke of him."

"Why would you need to do such a thing?" Thor asked incredulously.

"I was on the run from my family. My brothers kept fighting, my dad flew the coop. I just couldn't handle it and I knew if I left they would come after me, so I had to go deep undercover."

"That is a massively simplified version of events, brother." Cas told Thor, while also admonishing his brother.

"Guys, as interesting as this is!" Sam interrupted. "We have a problem."

"Yes, Fabio, what is it? Vampires got you down? Making you feel sucky?"

"Tony, that was terrible." Cap told him.

"Everyone's a critic." Tony shrugged. "But seriously what?" Dean spoke up.

"As cool as it is to meet you guys, and I mean it, it's seriously cool-"

"We weren't trying to get here. So how are we gonna get to where we were actually trying to go?" Sam reminded the group.

"Our problem is, we need to open a dimensional rift. And we no longer have the ingredients nor the access to magic like we did in our universe." Cas finished.

"We're only trying to save our family, so it's kinda important." Dean tagged on.

"That's right. You did mention a kid but if," Tony pointed between Gabe and Cas, "you two are brothers and," then he pointed between Sam and Dean, "you two are brothers… whose kid is this exactly? Am I sensing a little angel-human love child… aren't those called Nesi-... Nephy-..."

"Nephilim." Steve filled in for him. Tony snapped his fingers and pointed back at Steve.

"Right that. I can see tall dark and macho hunter boy having a kid, but I can't imagine the proportions are right for "Tiny but Strong' and literal lumberjack here. Oh and which one of you had to be pregnant? The human, right?" Tony mused, to the groans of TFW. Sam looked disgusted, Dean burned scarlett, Cas looked confused, and Gabe just laughed.

"Yeah Cassie, tell them all about Deanie-Weenie's tough time when he was pregnant. Those bacon cheeseburger cravings-"

"Shut up, Gabe!" Dean snapped.

"Jack was adopted, more or less. He is a nephilim, but he's the son of Lucifer and a wonderful human woman named Kelly Kline." Cas said matter-of-factly. In such a way that the room went dead silent.

"Lucifer as in… the Lucifer?" Steve asked, stepping closer into the conversation with concern.

"He takes after his mother." Cas defended, bristling slightly.

"Right. So you four… want our help… to break through the dimensional walls… so that you can save your mother… and the anti-christ… from an apocalypse world." Tony summarized. "Right, nice and easy. Totally makes sense." Steve scoffed from across the room and rolled his eyes. Tony considered all of this for a few moments, while the rest of the team waited not-so-patiently. "I think this might be out of my fields of expertise, sorry fellas. Thor?" Then Tony downed his drink and walked to exit the room. "Don't break anything else, if you can help it." Then he was gone, sauntering out with all the confidence and swagger his millionaire superhero status might allow.

"Sorry about him." Steve apologised. "And me, I'm afraid I won't be much help either. I'm barely keeping up with pop culture references let alone the technical know-how to open a rift in space. Though if you need me for anything else… not tech related, let me know." He inclined his head towards them and walked out of the room calmly.

"And then there was one... tell me big fella, whatcha know about dimensional travel? No pressure." Gabe asked, making a drink of his own appear out of thin air that he sipped casually from. Thor tilted his head to the side.

"Truthfully not much. My brother would have been much more inundated on this subject were he still around. But, even still, I have resources my other Avengers do not." Thor stood and raised his hand, summoning his hammer to him from where he had set it earlier. It came with a woosh that made both Dean and Sam's eyes light up like little kids excited about a magic show. "However I will travel to Asgard, consult the libraries there, as well as some scholars of my realm, and be back in time for tonight's festivities." Sam stepped forward and held out his hand to Thor.

"Thanks, uh… Thor. We really appreciate it." Thor smiled big and clasped Sam's whole arm. Yanking him in for a bro hug while Sam struggled to stay upright, nearly crushed.

"Anything to aid those who have such a valiant cause as rescuing family. I would rescue my brother if I still could. Though he may have had flaws, he was still my brother." Then he released Sam who took in a big breath of air, tried desperately not to look thrown off by the interaction and did his awkward little wave. "See you later, my new friends." Then Thor walked off down a hallway and was gone. Both Winchesters were slightly disappointed they didn't get to see Thor's departure by the Bifrost.

"Well that could have gone… a lot more weirdly." Dean commented, dropping his bags and plopping onto a different corner of the sectional. Sam just kinda nodded and did the same, but instead of plopping, he sat carefully and clasped his hands together putting his elbows on his knees. Cas stalked around the couch to face Dean, clearly wanting an explanation.

"Dean, I don't think I understand entirely. I know you two told me about what the other universe was like. The one where our lives are a TV show, but this… is something else. Dean, this is a picture perfect representation of all those 'Marvel' movies we-" Dean interrupted Cas by laughing nervously and yanking him down to sit on the couch.

"Um, haha, yeah. I almost forgot I showed you those movies, it was so long ago." Dean answered, his voice pitched just a smidge too high, earning squinted eyes from Sam and raised brows from Gabriel.

"I don't see how you could forget seeing as we just rewatched Captain America: The First Avenger for the third time the other night." Cas tilted his head to the side, a look of slight annoyance crossed over his features. Dean raised his eyebrows back and kinda shrugged towards the rest of the group. Cas' brow furrowed and he tilted his head back slightly, chin jutting out.

"How many movies have you two been watching exactly?" Gabe asks playfully.

"Yeah and where ? Because I certainly never seem to be invited." Sam pointed out, casting a look at Gabe that made him burst out laughing.

"Oooh, so many blanks left to be filled… what will my imagination come up with?" Gabe teased them both. Cas, seeming to have finally caught on to Dean's wishes, had gone totally silent; giving absolutely nothing away. Whereas Dean had gone bright red and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"None of this matters! Point is, Cas actually understands what universe we're in and isn't totally out of the loop. That's a good thing, isn't it?" Dean paused in defending his actions to try and distract them. "What about you Gabe? You've been locked up and imprisoned for years. Have you had a chance to catch up on the latest the MCU has to offer?" Gabe glowered at him.

"Touché Dean-o. But we'll be coming back to this later."

"Actually, that brings up a good point, Dean." Sam added.

"What? It does?" Dean responded, looking very confused about how his and Cas' movie watching sessions in his room could have anything to do with their current situation, besides general knowledge.

"Yes, which movie are we in?" Sam asked, imploring Dean and Cas.

"Well, we can't be for sure since we haven't had time to see Infinity War with everything going on." Dean responded.

"But Tony did mention the sceptre to Thor. Which contains the Mind Stone." Cas added in. Dean lit up turning to Cas.

"Which also means Vision hasn't been created yet! So if Bruce and Tony are still working on the sceptre-"

"And Thor also mentioned 'festivities' tonight. Which I assume means a party," Cas said.

"It does." Dean confirmed. "Sceptre in the tower plus big party tonight means…" Dean squeezed his eyes closed, deep in thought when suddenly his eyes popped open and he met Cas' patient gaze with dread. "Ultron. Ultron is coming… tonight."

"Ultron as in… we're in the middle of Avengers: Age of Ultron? The one that used the creepy version of the pinocchio song in all its commercials?" Sam asked, moderately concerned. Dean and Cas both nodded their heads seriously. "Oh… wow. That's not good. So should we try to sto-"

"No, not at all. I don't think that's wise." Cas said gravely and Sam looked annoyed because he didn't even get to say what he was thinking. "Messing with the timeline, intervening in it… especially one so different from our own, could have catastrophic consequences that may just bind us here forever." At that Sam looked sufficiently chastised because… yes, that is exactly what he wanted to do.

"So that's a no on helping the superheroes." Gabe spoke up.

"Well… maybe not entirely." Cas admitted.

"We can't tell them about future events, but we can probably still help out in the fight tonight… if we're not gone by then. We just gotta be careful not to-"

"Die. Yeah, duh. Way to be obvious Dean." Sam rolled his eyes and Dean could swear he had bitch on the tip of his tongue, but in the next moment he was distracted.

"Maybe Thor isn't the only being that could help us return to our world." Cas jumped in and Dean turned to him, wondering what he had thought of and mentally high five-ing himself for spearheading Cas' pop culture education. "There is another being in Manhattan who has the ability to travel between places with 'sling rings'." Dean gasped in excitement and also a little bit of pride that Cas was able to remember all of this.

"Right! The Manhattan chapter house with at least one Master of the Mystic Arts! Aw man the wizard people are so cool !"

"Alright, take a chill pill, fanboy. What exactly can this guy do, Cas?" Gabe interjected. Cas shrugged, but went on anyway.

"The Masters of the Mystic Arts are a sort of magic wielder in this universe. They have the ability to travel to other dimensions. The best of them has yet to find his way there, but perhaps we could inquire after the Ancient One. She may be able to help us faster than Thor. Plus, then we don't have to worry about messing up established events in the Avengers tower."

"Best be careful of the butterfly effect sort of thing right?" Sam asked, and all three nodded in unison.

"This is tricky business fellas. When I create my own pocket worlds I never have to worry about the finite details of destroying people's lives or invoking the wrath of Fate. We have to tread lightly." Gabe said rather seriously, making the rest of the team nod gravely.

With a note left just under the bourbon for the tower residents, the four headed out onto the streets of Manhattan in search of the Chapter House… which of course couldn't possibly be easy. Especially since there were never addresses or anything mentioned in movies. Thankfully, Sam thought to duck into a library to use a computer. With Dean's help, they were able to narrow down the neighborhood and a few potential buildings it could be by using the birds eye view.

Steve loved the thrill of sparring. Especially with some as strong, talented, and quick witted as Natasha Romanoff. Most days it was a pretty even match with both of them landing on their butts in even amounts, but today, Steve was distracted, thinking about the people from the other universe. A universe of monsters, a never ending valiant cause, a universe where his life is a movie ? It just seemed highly improbable that anyone would enjoy watching the things that happened to him… maybe the super soldier stuff but the rest-

"Steve! Get your head out of your ass!" Nat complained as she flipped him onto the mat for the umpteeth time. Not even needing to climb on top of him to do it. He barely felt the contact but just stayed down, looking up at the padded ceiling, yes even that is padded , and after seeing Nat display her talents, he knew why. Nat stood above him and let out a huge sigh. "What is it about these other worlders that has you so caught up on that mental hamster wheel of yours?" Steve gave her a look.

"Haha, Nat. Very funny." She gave him her signature smirk, not quite a smile but something to show that she was quite pleased with the reaction she had received.

"What! I'm serious. Normally nothing shakes you. So fess up, there's something about it that bothers you more than the fact that where they come from our lives are a string of movies. And more than the fact that their universe is riddled with monsters because, newsflash , so is ours. They're just not usually the monsters of the horror stereotype." She folded her arms, a single red eyebrow raised as she waited for an answer. Steve sighed and sat up, hugging his arms loosely around his knees.

"You're right. It's just… when Dean, one of the human hunters, saw me… it was like the whole world went askew for him. Not in the way fans do when they see me, or a little kid, but in the way someone does when they need something to believe in and it's just… walked into the room." Steve explained roughly, and he couldn't tell by Nat's expression if she was getting it. She always had the perfect poker face that never gave away what she was thinking.

"Are you trying to say that this guy looked at you like a man searching for God, just had the Jesus Christ walk in the room? Because it sounds like you're saying he was looking at you the way people look at statues in a church." Nat intoned and squatted to sit across from him, her body moving without sound. Steve considered what she said, automatically he wanted to reject the notion: him being viewed as some kind of deity.

"I don't know. Maybe? But the guys came here loaded up with two angels of all things." Steve said in a bit of an exasperated tone, Nat chuckled lightly and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yeah, exactly. Clearly this guy has already come face to face with his heroes and been disappointed. In a universe where there's angels, there must be a God, and since he's the lead he's probably met him a few times." Nat rationalized.

"Lead? What do you mean lead?"

"On the TV show. It's been on-air for a decade now. I think there was some theory back from season five that this guy named Chuck was actually God and not just some writer slash prophet or whatever. I only watched through season 7 and stopped when they killed off the angel." Nat rambled on while Steve listened, carefully trying to keep track.

"You've… seen the show?"

"Yeah, I had to go undercover at a Comic Con to see if I could catch onto this one guy who was also in deep cover. So my lingo and knowledge of nerdy things had to be able to match. Thankfully, it's a pretty good show so it wasn't the most horrible research I've done for a mission." Nat shrugged a dainty shoulder and Steve just stared at her in amazement. Some days, he thought of her as his equal but the days he had enough sense he knew she was way better than him at almost everything. He gave her a shy little smile which she returned with her smirk. The silence was comfortable for a few moments considering all that he'd just found out, until Natasha spoke up with a question. "You mentioned angels with them. Which ones?"

"An Archangel… Gabe? I think they were calling him." Nat sucked in a breath of barely contained excitement.

"Gabriel?! He's super powerful! Mostly benevolent, mainly into teaching assholes lessons in… maybe not the best manner. But he died! Way back in season five! Wow, I wonder what I've missed…"

"He's also very flirty." Steve said with a laugh, which Nat joined in on.

"Yeah, he passed on an important message through a porno after his death. So I can totally believe he'd flirt with anything even slightly attractive." Steve looked utterly perplexed at this new revelation.

"A… porno? What-" Steve shook his head. "Nevermind. I won't get it anyway." Nat just laughed.

"We can watch it together later. We'll have some time to kill after tonight. I think you'll really like it actually." Nat gave him one of her genuine rare smiles, it warmed Steve's heart and made his hands tingle slightly. He shook them out and then stood up. He extended a hand to Nat and helped her up as well. His grip lingered for a moment as he looked in her eyes.

"Thanks, Nat." Then, he smirked at her, any gratitude he showed her was always worth it for the reaction. How she flushed slightly, tucked a hair behind her ear, and looked away, anywhere but at him.

"Yeah, whatever. So who was the other angel guy?" She asked, quickly returning to her normal cool facade. Steve lamented the loss of a Nat who displayed her emotions openly.

"Something starting with a C.. I didn't quite ca-"

"Castiel is here?! The Cas! He's the angel guy I was talking about. Clearly I need to catch up because I have missed some stuff." Nat pondered what it could all mean, how they had brought both kick ass angels back to life. "I should really go meet them. I bet Cas would be a great sparring partner-" Suddenly Steve kicked his foot out to try and knock Nat down, but she swiftly jumped to the side just in time, a predatory smile on her face when she met his eyes.

"You're sparring with me right now." Steve declared and came at her again, attempting to strike her in the abs. She grabbed his arm and pulled him around so they swapped positions. Both jumped back into a more ready stance.

"Oh is that what we were doing? I thought we were gonna start painting each other's nails and talking about boys." With that she struck, jumping up and kicking him in the shoulder, then flipping back with a spin in the air that could've been a dance move in a choreographed show. The kick sent Steve reeling backwards, a knowing glint in his eye and wry smirk forming on his mouth.

"So then, tell me about Bruce… any moves yet?" Steve asked her, but regretted it almost immediately once the words are out of his mouth. Her expression changed from playful to serious, ready for a real match. He couldn't tell if it was because he mentioned their scientist friend, or because she was really ready to get serious. It was best he remind himself why he always kept himself at a distance anyway.

"Nah, we're done talking now." With that she struck again, but Steve, still distracted, kept getting lost in the grace and skill of her moves. He was entirely not surprised when she landed him on his ass yet again.

"It's just weird! That's all I'm saying!" Dean ranted, walking down the busy Manhattan streets with his brother and resident angels.

"What, that she's a normal person?" Sam asked, rolling his eyes and dodging a group of trophy wives shopping for deals. They were trekking up Fifth Avenue. The walk down had been fine, mostly empty streets of midday Midtown as most people attended their office day jobs. But as the day wore on… and got even hotter , the streets were quickly amassed with bodies, all trying to get one way or another. Both angels had entirely rejected the idea of being contained in a tiny metal tube deep underground and none of them had the money to pay for a cab ride… so walking it was. Walking fifty blocks . Although Manhattan was certainly a beautiful and interesting city, nobody was ready for that long of a walk straight out of the gate.

"But texting ? I'd be okay if she'd said 'Just give me a call' but text her? The Ancient One ?!" All the group collectively chose to ignore Dean's inability to meld superheroes into the modern world. "I mean, it took Cas months just to understand how calling worked. Texting is still a process."

"Hey, I-" Cas tried to defend himself but was interrupted.

"Cas isn't even human, Dean. Plus they have celestial mind meld with Angel Radio, no need for phones. The Ancient One is still human . And she's smart, so of course she would adapt with the times. At least she was willing to help us." Sam lectured Dean on the logic, which Dean was so not in the mood to deal with. An ambulance went screeching by, turning up 14th Street, distracting Dean's gaze.

"Oh! Look a DQ! We have to go get some." All four turned to look, Sam and Cas entirely not tracking what Dean had just found.

"For once, I agree with Dean. Dairy Queen is a mid-western marvel of the fast ice cream proportions. Plus, it makes sense Dean wants to visit a place called queen ." Gabriel enthused the group and started leading the charge for frozen deliciousness.

"Shut it." Dean said, shoving the archangel aside and stormily heading towards the bright blue building. "It's hot, and we've still got thirty-five more blocks to go. So, I'm getting a Blizzard. Anyone else?" Cas shrugged and followed after Dean. Sam sighed and brung up the rear.

"Oh look it's two levels!" Dean exclaimed.

"Anyone else still feeling all weird and tingly after that chakara knock around or… whatever it was that she did?" Gabe inquired as they came up to their sweet treat stop. All three turned to look at him, Dean's hand even pausing on the door handle.

"Yes." Sam, Dean, and Cas said together. Then they gave each other an even more perplexed look.

"Let's not talk about this again." Dean said with a shudder and pulled open the door.

"Yeah, like… ever." Sam added.

"Agreed." Cas finished while Gabe just nodded. "At least she believed us and was willing to help. I understand why she wouldn't trust the stone to any of us. But it is weird that she insisted we stay until tomorrow morning. I wonder if she knows about the events that are about to transpire." Dean slung his arm around Cas' shoulders and brought him closer to the line so they could view the menu.

"Cas, I find it best not to question the wisdom of people who have the word ancient in their title."

"Actually, you're usually the first in line to question and irritate such individuals to the point of them wanting to smite you." Cas parried. Sam burst out laughing, which Dean pointedly ignored.

"Well, whatever. You might be right about that but this is a different place and I'm, for once, willing to trust the wisdom of an older mystical being… instead of trying to gank them." Dean shook his head, trying to move on from the previous conversation and get onto more important things. "So, this is Dairy Queen, Cas! A house of ice cream, you can get cones, cakes, customized shakes, smoothies, bars, anything really! And it's all made out of sweet frozen deliciousness." Dean looked over and caught Cas staring, throwing him off for a moment. Such critical blue eyes made him swallow down the sudden lump in his throat. "So what do you want?"

"Perhaps it would be best if you ordered for me, Dean? You seem to have a better grasp of the flavor palette." Cas shrugged a shoulder and gestured vaguely at the menu. "However the cheeseburgers do look nice." Dean smiled and squeezed Cas against him slightly.

"You got it. Cheeseburger with cheese curds and one mini cookie dough and peanut butter cup blizzard with chocolate ice cream." Cas smiled slightly, perplexed. "No complaints then?" Cas just shook his head side-to-side and Dean's gaze returned to the menu. His arm still wrapped around his shoulders, Cas leaned more into it which was when Dean remembered what he was doing and released Cas, looking slightly frazzled. But he didn't look ashamed like he sometimes did, this time he just cast a shy smile at Cas as he rubbed his neck. Cas adored this side of Dean almost more than any other.

"Are you two done gazing at each other yet? I wanna order!" Gabriel whined. Dean just nodded, not responding to the quip like he normally would, and stepped up to the counter. He ordered the items for Cas as well as something called an 'Orange Julius' for himself in a strawberry banana flavor, and after a pause ordered himself a cheeseburger and fries as well.

"Uh, guys?" Sam asked in a whisper, stepping up in between Cas and Gabe so only they could hear. "How are we paying for this?" Gabe looked at Sam and just smirked.

"I've got it." Then he winked. After they had all placed their orders, the cashier told them that they were actually the 5,000,000th customers so the whole order was free. Gabe only just barely restrained himself from making balloons and streamers a part of the package. Which he only did because Sam had given him a very pointed look.

A/N cont: Alright everyone! I'm aiming to keep this to three chapters. The next one will deal with a little bit of pre-party as well as the party. The last chapter will deal with Post-party/fight. As well as the next morning. We'll see after I'm done whether or not this will need an epilogue for our ever pining idiots. Hoping to post more soon!