**This has been edited by Queen0fHearts
Chapter 13
Bobby knew around the same time as people started rising from the dead in his town that Loki was hiding something. Sure, the god had never been upfront about the details of his plans before, but now he did his best not to mention them at all. He also stopped coming around. The last time they shared a bed was right after the zombies were destroyed; that night Loki had come by and made good on his promise of making Bobby feel worshiped and ravished. They were together for the whole night, Loki using his mojo to keep them going before they fell asleep tangled up with each other.
That morning -more like mid-afternoon- Bobby woke to the god tracing symbols on his chest before having his lips claimed by the blond. Loki had left soon after and trying to pin him down since was like trying to catch water in a net. Still something had to give, and once again Bobby found himself summoning his god when he was out of options. It had been no surprise for the hunter to find out that John had another kid out there. While he mourned the loss of his wife, John Winchester was no monk. Still knowing about the possibility of the boy and seeing him was something else. The kid must have inherited most of his looks from his mother but some of John was there, especially when the brat opened his mouth.
"Well, what kind of plan do you have anyway? Last I heard you guys don't know what's right-side up. Do you have a way to kill The Devil? You know besides manning up and saying yes to Michael?" 'Yup that's John's boy alright,' thought Bobby who had finished the summoning and was waiting for Loki to arrive. It was only a second later when the god walked into the study where Bobby had the amulet partially hidden under his desk as not to alert Adam that anything was happening. With a raised eyebrow, Loki looked at the small gathering, arms crossed in front of his chest.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Is that a hint of Winchester I detect in the newbie?" There was a smirk on his face and though Bobby hated to hear it, there was also a strain to the other's voice. Something was wrong. He would have to damn-well tie Loki down and ask what was going on. Even though he trusted the god, this was something they were all in the thick of, and it wouldn't do any good for him to tire himself out with whatever he was doing.
"Oh you must be the pagan. I've heard about you from Zachariah. He said my brothers must have cut a deal with someone to slip through their hands so often. So what did they trade? How desperate were they?"
Loki seemed to be taken aback by the question and for a second Bobby wondered if the god was going to tell the kid the truth. "They aren't offering me anything kid… some of us like you humans enough to stick our necks out. Can't say the same for the angels though. Besides Castiel here I haven't seen one of them lift even a feather to try and stop Luci from destroying the world. Makes you wonder whose side they're really on." When Adam opened his mouth, Loki held up his hand. "Yeah yeah, I know, they're angels of course they're the right horse to back… but it's not them who are going to live down here when it's all over, It's us. Who do you think cares what happens to Earth? Those who already look down their nose at it, or those who call it home?"
"But… you're a monster, and they're angels…" there was such conflict within the kid. Bobby could see it as plain as day, and he had a feeling Loki could as well.
"Yeah kid, I know… but it works in reverse too. To my people who were slaughtered in the name of their One God, who do you think they believe the monsters were? It's all a matter of perspective kid… and I get it, but how about you take a couple days angel and pagan free to think for a bit? I have a safe house you can use. Take let's say… three days? Think it over and if you still want to say Yes when time's up I won't stop you."
"Hey!" shouted Dean. Loki waved the outburst aside, his eyes locked on Adam who nodded his head, hesitant to trust the pagan but willing to give it a try. With a snap Adam was gone and Loki was standing in the middle of the study with three angry hunters and an angel staring at him in betrayal.
"You guys really have to work on your trust issues," remarked Loki while rolling his eyes. "Do you actually think his three days and ours are going to be the same? I mean come on! How many Tuesdays did you go through, Sammy? Just to give you a heads up that whole time was one day here on Earth. I can slow time down in his own little pocket dimension just as easily. His three days give us three months. Come on have a little faith in the guy who's been dragging your ass out of the fire."
While it took a minute, everyone seemed to relax slowly now that Adam was out of the picture for a bit and secure. "I do not know what you are, but no pagan would be able to manipulate time as you do, not anymore." Once again rolling his eyes, this time at Castiel, Loki placed his hand on Bobby's shoulder.
"I'll have you know that I have enough mojo to do things most don't even think of. I'm not like most pagans, Castiel, and you would do well to remember that. Now, on to better things. I've gained enough people who are willing to fight against Lucifer when the time comes and spoke with Death who is willing to lend his ring when we go after The Devil."
"So, all we need is Pestilence," added Bobby making certain not to dislodge the hand that was still on his shoulder. While he hated to admit it, he had missed his god when the other was away, and though he prayed and gave blood nightly it wasn't the same. "I managed to get some intel that the guy may be up to something nasty. I had a hunch and asked someone who owed me a favor to scope out the medical lab where they're making the immunizations for Swine Flu. What he found was trial versions of Croatoan. He sent me a video that he managed to download from their server."
As Bobby went to his computer to load the video, he was pleased that Loki walked alongside him, even though he felt like a teenage girl for it. Still it was comforting having his god around, no matter what issue Castiel seemed to have with him. So far Loki had yet to steer them wrong. Pulling up the video, Bobby glanced at Loki who watched with a grim expression, his hand once again placed on Bobby's shoulder. Sam was the one to break the silence after the video stopped. "We need to burn the place down. With how scared everyone is of the flu, they will be lining up to get the vaccine."
Bobby nodded, having come to the same conclusion, though he hesitated to add to the conversation. "Problem is if we burn down one they will just make another. Much as I hate to say it we're going to have to wait until either they plan on distributing the vaccine or Pestilence is dealt with. I had my guy place a bug on them. If there are any plans on distributing the virus he'll let me know." Dean cursed but didn't say anything, though Loki tightened his hand for a second before pulling back.
"I'm going to ask Odin if he can see where Pestilence is hiding. He may be able to spot what we're missing at the very least." Bobby nearly whipped around in his chair to see Loki who had a deep frown in his expression, "I can't promise he'll even listen. These days it takes a summit to draw him out of his chambers." Instead of snapping away, Loki leaned down and closed the distance between them, ignoring Dean's groan as their lips pressed together for a moment. "When I come back, we'll talk battle plans for taking out Pestilence. If you need me, pray."
With a snap of his fingers Loki was gone and Bobby was left to deal with a blushing Sam and angry Dean. Castiel for his part seemed indifferent to the affair, though Dean only remained silent for so long. "Dammit Bobby," whatever Dean was about to say was cut off by the older hunter.
"You know I can't tell if it's because he's a man or a god that has you pissed off every time he comes around. I didn't ask for your opinion and would thank you to keep it to yourself."
Dean's eyes widened while he looked at Bobby who was glaring at the boy. "It's not that. I just don't like that you're being forced into it. Dude or chick, I don't judge… and pagan or not, so long as he's on the right track I wouldn't hold it against you… I'm not my dad, Bobby." Seeing how Dean was genuinely hurt Bobby sighed, though it was Sam who explained for him.
"He's not being forced, Dean. Pagans get most of their power from willing sacrifices and with as much mojo as Loki's been throwing around it's pretty obvious he's getting it willingly."
Though he now had a flush on his cheeks, Dean glanced between Sam and Bobby before speaking up. "That true, Bobby?" Nodding his head, Bobby sighed again, running a hand through his hair after taking off his cap.
"Yeah, so if you would keep your belly-aching to yourself…" Bobby let the sentence trail while Dean nodded.
"Okay, I just… okay, Bobby. I may think you can do better than the pagan who seems to be a constant flight risk, but okay." Glancing around the room, Bobby noticed how even Castiel nodded his head ever so slightly in agreement to Dean's statement. Now if only he could get his god to stick around more often he would be set.
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