In Times of Trouble
A Thor, Supernatural, Star Trek Crossover
"It is not down in any map; true places never are."
-Herman Melville
Gabriel, for all that he enjoys cunning, twisted, soap-opera caliber plots, is a simple creature. The world(s) is burning and the suggestion that is the barrier between realities has dangerously thinned. If he lived in an episode of Buffy –which he tried, once, and Sam made a perfect Dawn- this was the point where some old English guy would furiously clean his glasses and try to figure out the plural form of Apocalypse.
But life isn't a TV episode that wraps up in 20-45 minute bow. But, sometimes, it doesn't have to be. And, sometimes, because a father left the back-door programmers' codes to the universe where his curious children would reach them, it is better.
Gabriel scoops up bb!Loki and places him on his hip. Loki is tall for his age, and Gabriel is short, so all together they look like an awkward tangle of limbs but with wings to shield them Priority One is secured. Gabriel twists his fingers and dances away, ignoring the indignant cries of his passenger.
(And the bird. He will do something about the bird – later. Gabriel knows stories, too.)
He weaves amongst the warring parties, and with a breath of minty freshness time is re-woven.