A/N: tis i, the frenchiest fry.

Warnings: I heavily edited this around two in the morning earlier or days before that, so sorry for any spelling mistakes.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Avengers or Supernatural

"I thought I told you that we didn't want you here." Fury said, trying to hide the surprise in his voice as a sudden visitor just suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Well that's the problem," Gabriel said nonchalantly. "I have nothing else to do. Because the whole time you guys were chasing me, I was making you guys run in circles. It was funny and it kept me entertained."

Fury stared at him and glanced at the door. He hoped the security would taze him or something. "What's your name?"

"Esteban Julio Ricardo Montoya de la Rosa Ramírez," Gabriel replied in all seriousness. He waved his hand in dismissal. "I know it's a handful, but you'll get it."

Fury raised an eyebrow. "I'm not religious anything, but I noticed that your name isn't very, well, bibley. And it's long. You're hispanic?"

Gabriel shrugged and looked around the room as if he was interested in the dull colors in was bathed in. "Not all names have to be bibley. And I can be Korean for you I care." He fiddled with his hair.

"Hm. So that means that's not your real name . . . You know what?" Fury said. "I'm just calling you Trickster, because that's what you called yourself before when, you know, threw Thor across the room and escaped."

Sure," Gabriel laughed. "Or you can call me Loki, too." He leaned back on the chair. "Whatever floats your boat."

"I would appreciate if you didn't put your feet on my desk," Fury added stiffly. "I actually think I liked Loki better, now."

"Loki was a drama queen pagan. Just like his brother, Thor. And don't get me started on Odin." Gabriel sat up now, his eyes hard and cold. "Just because they live longer than most humans, and they have the audacity to call themselves gods."

"I'm guessing you find that offensive because your father is God, with a capital G?" Fury said. "Right?"

"That's right," Gabriel snapped and Fury sighed. "All of those pagan gods," Gabriel did air quotes, "are basically insulting his name."

"Did you ever meet God?" Fury leaned in.

Gabriel frowned suddenly, but his eyes remained hard. "Me? I met him once or twice. He was super busy. Never really got to see him." He leaned right back in his chair and picked at his nails. They were puffy.

Fury nodded to himself, realizing the situation. "Oh, so you're like Stark." And when Gabriel raised his eyebrows, Fury vaguely gesture with his hands. "You know. Daddy issues."

Gabriel stared at him for one second with his mouth slightly open, before promptly disappearing after the comment. But not before he left a trail of muddy boots all over the room. The ceiling was included.

"Daddy issues it is," Fury murmured aggravatedly to himself. He grabbed the phone on his desk and dialed an agent. "Send in a janitor asap. Tell them to bring a ladder too."

The man on the other line mumbled out a confused, "Yes, sir," and he wished luck to the janitor, who was in for the surprise of his life.

o-O-o-O-o-O-o

Gabriel had only appeared five minutes earlier, startling everyone, (Natasha didn't flinch, but Gabriel could feel the spike of shock when he appeared.) Bruce had almost had a panic attack, almost bringing forth the Hulk, and Barton had popped out an arrow so fast, Gabriel was impressed. Natasha looked annoyed now and Gabriel smiled.

"Hello," he said simply and watched as Steve rubbed his knuckles and Bruce´s eyes calmed down. He shrugged, smiled again (he could feel Natashas disgust) and popped some candy in his mouth while Thor stared at him.

"Yo, Thor. Take a picture," Gabriel said, calling out across the room. He was sucking on a lollipop. "You're creeping me out."

Thor frowned and looked away. Tony took his chance to strike.

"Sooooo, you're actually a real angel," he said.

Gabriel leaned back in disgust himself, and made a double chin. He also made his angel blade appear and he waved in the air. "Hence the angel blade. And everything I said before." He turned to Tony. "Were you even listening? Or did you hate Loki that much you just wanted him dead and gone?"

"What does that have to do with anything?" Tony asked.

"Exactly."

Tony blinked and pretended that he didn't lose one million brain cells, because he had no idea what just happened or what this Loki had said. Thor sighed loudly and Gabriel could feel so much frustration from him, it seeped into Gabriel's nostrils. He sneezed violently, and no one said 'God bless you.'

Damn them.

Tony blinked and handed Gabriel a tissue. "Did my cuffs really work on you, or were you just tricking us? Cause I thought angels were supposed to be powerful?" he asked, seemingly ignoring the previous comment, or more like not saying anything about it.

Gabriel wiped his nose.

"I am," he began in a matter-of-fact voice and straightened his back, "one of the most powerful. Not to brag. I'm not bragging, I swear."

"Then why didn't you escape back there?" Tony asked. "I mean, when you were in the cage and answering our questions. You could've just went poof and left."

Gabriel snorted. "First of all, I don't poof away, I just simply disappear at will. You blink and I'm just gone. Maybe, if you're a sensitive, you can hear the flutter of wings, but that's it.

He paused. "And why would I let you guys keep chasing me, interrupting my fun and joy of smiting evil people? No way, Jose."

"So that was why?" Steve asked.

"No, its cause I like watching all of you squirm." Gabriel said in a low voice and he rolled his eyes before Barton would shoot his vessel's arm. "Duh, didn't I just say why? You guys are dumb and deaf.

Clint frowned. "No we aren't-"

"Anyways," Gabriel started again. "It's because I was bored and I needed to talk to you."

Natasha scowled. "We were just making sure, because you still killed people."

"Oh, Natalia, if I said something back to you right now, my smart remark would shatter your world quite realistically." Gabriel shrugged. "But I'm not saying anything for now. You think I was scared of any of you? The only thing I'm scared of is . . . . nothing."

Bruce let his eye wander to Gabriel and looked quickly away. Wow, the hesitation was on point, even Gabriel believed himself. NOT. Tony simply snorted and Natasha looked unimpressed. Barton was smirking, for no reason.

"What's your rank?" Natasha asked like he, an angel, hadn't been afraid of something. "How high is your position if you're one of the most powerful?"

Gabriel blinked. "What."

"What Nat is trying to say is which angel are you?" Steve asked suddenly, and there was wonder in his voice. "What's your name?"

Gabriel tried not to smile and shut him down pretty quickly. "Oh, I'm none of your damn business, but if you must know, I'm Esteban Julio Ricardo Montoya de la Rosa Ramírez."

Suddenly another voice interrupted before Gabriel could add anything else. "That's not his name. He tried doing that to me too, and I didn't buy it for one second."

Gabriel didn't even turn around. "Nicholas Fury, what a surprise. Did you find the dead rat?"

"What dead rat?"

He sneezed again before answering, "You'll see in a few days, when it begins to rot," with a smile. "The stench will burn in your throat as you breath, and what is left of your existing eye will dull."

Fury narrowed his eyebrows. "Excuse me?"

"It won't kill you," Gabriel said. "It'll just smell really bad. I mean moose-farted-on-me bad."

Steve was gaping in surprise? and Tony was pressing his lips into a tight smile. Thor looked horrendous. Gabriel scoffed at them

"I don't believe you're an angel," Natasha said noticing Fury's suspicious looks being thrown at Gabriel. "Angels aren't real."

"And I don't believe you killed people for your masters sometimes, Natalia." Gabriel shot back smoothly. "I also don't believe there are good people in the world anymore. That's the truth. I can feel the sin everywhere." He shuddered and turned to face Fury, Natasha and Barton. He shot a glare to Tony, and Tony backed the fuck up.

Natasha looked away and Gabriel was pretty sure Barton would shoot an arrow at his chest. It wouldn't hurt, but Gabriel really didn't want another shirt. The one he was wearing was pretty comfortable. It reminded him when he traveled and went on vacation and didn't need to smite people because they were evil. Gabriel looked at the ground.

"Fury sighed. All right, all right, even if this douche isn't an angel-"

"Hey!" Another sneeze/cough

"- it doesn't matter. He can be our ally." Finished Fury.

"The Council wouldn't want a criminal working for us," Clint Barton said.

"The Council wouldn't want criminals working with us," Gabriel mimicked. "Please, I ain't no saint, but I'm better than you suck ups. I didn't kill innocents for money, or truths or anything. I killed them because I had a duty."

"I thought angels were supposed to be good," Steve commented sadly. Then he added, "And not kill people in cold blood, but rather lead them to a better lifestyle."

"Kid, you wish expect too much of us," Gabriel said, rolling his eyes and again and watched as Bruce tapped away at his computer. "Okay, okay. You know what? You're right. The killings were because I was mad and they needed to be punished."

"What's your name?" Natasha asked again.

Gabriel made a face. "Just call me Trickster. And if it's too long for you, Loki will do."

Natasha looked him up and down. "But you aren't the real Loki, right?"

"I am a Loki"

Thors eyes widened, Bruce grimaced, Clint pulled out two arrows before he even blinked. Fury did the same, only he pulled out his gun. Steve just watched sadly and Natasha narrowed her eyes. Gabriel thought she was logical and was the 'ask questions first' type of gal.

Tension burned at Gabriel´s nostrils and he coughed violently. "Hey! Hey! Hey! You guys didn't let me finish! I'm a Loki, in my universe. But I'm not from this universe!"

Bruce's eyes widened at the idea and statement. Before he could ask anything, Thor beat him to it. Poor Bruce.

"So you aren't Loki Odinson," Thor asked.

"More like Loki Laufeyson. Eh? Eh? You know what I mean?" Gabriel laughed at Thor's grimace. "But no. Sorry Thor. Your brother didn't really like you."

Thor breathed in deeply. "You are no angel, warriors under such a power would never insult a prince."

Gabriel stopped laughing and shot a look to Natasha. "Can you believe this guy?" He shook his head. "Go on, Try me bucko, actually you know what? I don't need to prove anything to you. I know you feel it."

Fury raised an eyebrow. "What's he talking about Thor?"

Gabriel was muttering. "You know Thor, the presence. My presence. The power." Gabriel leaned close and whispered, "I can show you my wings."

"No thank you creature," Thor replied loudly . He was growing tired of the short attention that was being given to him, and wanted the attention off. Gabriel noticed this and decided to let Thor relax. "I have no reason to see such things and I would not be humbled eve if you did."

"Fine, be that way." Gabriel snapped, because his wings were awesome and anyone who said otherwise was a dickwad. He mumbled in a low voice, "Loser."

Bruce raised his hand, and stopped typing away at his computer. "I have a question . . . Esteban," he said.

Fury shot him a look. Gabriel noticed that he was beginning to look bored, and Gabriel could relate. He wondered if he could go back to what he did the best. Eating candy, going on vacations, pranking people, and smiting the evil. "That is not his real name," Fury said dully.

"Yes mysterious fellow, ask and I shall answer," Gabriel replied mockingly.

Bruce was frowning. "Um, why is it that you favor Natasha? Or seem to give her most of your attention."

"Because she isn't as dull as you idiots, minus you Brucie, cause you're good."

Tony shuddered. "Its creepy when you talk like that."

Gabriel turned to look at him, smacking his lips and ran a hand through his hair. "Like what," he asked.

Tony looked like he was either wiping at invisible windows or fanning himself, or something because he was waving his hands frantically. "I dunno, your voice. Your mannerisms, your posture, even your voice."

Thor nodded and in a glum voice he said "It looks truly strange because you wear the body of my brother."

"Ah, yes the empty meat sack. Eh, I don't care. I've gotten that a lot of times." He rubbed his hands. " 'Oh, Cherry, you act so differently. Don't you love me anymore?' And "Man, you used to be so weak, but now you're rocking in," or 'Why did you dye your hair, it looked better before? Are you trying to turn over a new leaf?' "

Thor growled. "Loki was no empty meat sack you creature-"

"Angel."

"It matters not. He was more important to me than anyone else."

Fury was debating whether to break up the oncoming argument/fight, or to continue watching it. He nodded to himself and wished that he had some popcorn.

"Well that's not what Loki thought. He even thought you hated him. He didn't think he was important, even his own adoptive father seemed to hate him. He was kind enough to share his memories. You Asgardians are ignorant and dicks."

Thor lifted his hammer. "I have changed-"

"It was Loki who helped you change. Without him, you would have remained the worthless ignorant basket case you always were, the one who attacked the Jotuns just because you need to avenge your honor," Gabriel said roughly.

"I never-"

Steve didn't want to see anymore. "Okay, okay, okay. Time out. I don't want to see you two fighting each other, so let's just end it here, okay?"

Fury nodded. "I agree with Rogers, as much as I want to see how this plays out, we need answers."

"I only answer to Brucie and Natalia," Gabriel said in a childish voice that made Tony cringe so hard, his head hurt.

"Okay then, what's your rank?" Natasha asked again and Gabriel sighed.

"One of the four most powerful," he stated

"Oh! An archangel then?" Steve asked.

"An archangel?" Fury asked. "You mean like God's right hand guys?"

"Sons," Gabriel snapped. "I thought you knew that Nicky, didn't we have this conversation earlier?"

"Just wanted to make sure you say who you are," Fury stated.

"Well you better start fact checking for yourself if you don't believe me you insolent-"

"Esteban," Bruce said. He looked tired. "Just please, not today. I'm really having this bad headache and when I get headaches, I get cranky, and it gets easier for me to get mad. And when I get mad, Hulk's more likely to come out, and I don't want hurt innocent people."

"Yes. Archangels," Gabriel continued.

"So, you're one of them?" Steve's eyes were shining brightly and Gabriel was thinking that this guy was either totally gay, or just really religious. It was creepy. "Which one are you? Raphael? Micheal? Gabriel?"

"I'm Esteban."

"No you aren't," Fury said again.

"First of all, I want to be called that, and Rude! You didn't even mention Luci."

Steve blanched. "Luci?"

Gabriel didn't want to elaborate, because then he'd have to explain everything and he didn't want that. He was tired and Fury was waiting attentively. Instead he said, "Lucianna. One of my sisters. She was important." Okay, so he was lying, but Lucifer could go into any gender of a vessel, and he had been very important, so he wasn't really lying. "It's strange you never heard of her," he added, just because he could.

Steve nodded. "Oh, okay, well anyways-"

"He's probably Gabriel," Bruce cut in and closed his computer gently. Finally. "I looked up some fables and myths and lore and stuff, and in the bible Gabriel was the youngest and in some stories or lore, the trickster?"

"I prefer Esteban Julio Ricardo Montoya de la Rosa Ramírez," Gabriel repeated.

"That's too long, Gabriel," Tony said.

"Call me Esteban, man." Gabriel whined.

"Why can't we call you Gabriel, angel?" Thor questioned. "Are you in hiding?"

"First of all pagan, I'm here solely on a secret mission, and I'm not hiding." Okay, now he was lying. He was hiding from Sam, Dean. Castiel, more of his brothers, and oh boy, there were too many. It was better if they didn't know if he was alive or not. Then, he wouldn't have to pick sides.

"From another universe?" Bruce asked.

"Sure." Gabriel waved him off. "Well anyways, I can't have people knowing my real name. Not to mention that other weird beings like me can sense each other's power, so that's a big no, no. There may even be some here, in New York City."

"I'm going to call you Gabe," Clint said.

Gabriel sighed. "I forgot you even existed."

Clint narrowed his eyes. "I forgot you existed," he said. "You know, angels?"

"Can I leave now?" Gabriel continued, and stepped right over Clint. "Hey Nicky, I realized my mistake. I won't come back." Gabriel looked down at his invisible watch. "In one hour."

And then he was gone.

o-O-o-O-o-O-o

Thor was looking at the ground, deep in thought when he noticed the being who was called Gabriel walking in, exactly one hour before he vanished. (Thor didn't want to believe this disrespectful being was truly an angel, because not only that but they were mere legends, children's stories, but even his father, Odin, had never seen one). Thor swallowed and watched as it chewed. He wasn't sure he wanted to call it Gabriel either.

"I have concluded you were the one who destroyed the prison," Thor said at last.

Gabriel turned and smiled. Thor tried his best not to grimace as Gabriel's light brown hair caught the sun and shined right in his eyes.

"Yeah, sirebub."

Oh, the informal language. It made Thor's eyes twitch. "If you are an angel of your Lord, why couldn't you have simply disappeared? You caused great destruction to our prison halls. Many prisoners could've escape. Prisoners that are even more ferocious than what you have killed."

"One word, punk," Gabriel said. "Energy. Loki's energy was locked up for so long, when I took over. Well, everything exploded," Gabriel explained.

"That is why everything else was shattered?" Thor questioned.

"Nope. You think that's the only reason why?" Gabriel began. "Isn't it obvious? Well, duh! It's cause I love making grand exits and entrances." Gabriel moved his hand and made three pieces of Twizzlers appear. "Want some candy?"

Thor looked at the candy sadly. "I really enjoy poptarts and waffles."

Gabriel pat his shoulder softly and said, "I can make that happen, man."

o-O-o-O-o-O-o

After Fury had finished stating all his findings and thoughts of what had happened to his most trusted agent and close friend, he paused. He wanted to make sure that Agent Hills had gathered all the information

"That's his story?" she asked.

Fury nodded. "Yep."

Both of them watched intentively on a screen as Gabriel and Thor were talking. Something about cats or animals.

"I don't trust him," Agent Hills said finally. "He seems off."

"He's says he's an angel, which I somewhat doubt. And not only that, but this angel was the one who chose Loki's body as a vessel. The whole thing seems off," Fury replied.

"Well, Thor said that he felt something different from him," Clint said. "Not to mention, he acts nothing like a suicidal maniac and killer."

"You're right on that one Barton," Agent Hills voiced.

Clint nodded. "It creeps me out to see him act so nonchalant. It doesn't suit him." And to prove the discomfort, he shivered. "I'm not the only one right?"

Agent Hills nodded, too. "I was worried the whole time. Ever since he popped up that while ago . . . he wasn't acting like himself at all . . . are you sure he's not Loki though?"

"Even Thor felt something was off," Clint said.

"So, Loki's actually dead?"

"Yeah. Well this is what the apparent angel said. But boy, you should've seen Thor. He was almost bawling openly."

Agent Hills nodded. "Hm."

"But he's damn powerful. Can wipe out everyone in a blink of an eye," Fury added. "He can help us in the mission we can't do."

"So, he's dangerous. Almost like Loki. He's unpredictable too. He was able to teleport all over the world in mere seconds."

"Yeah, he's dangerous, but so are we."

Clint stood up. "Well, okay. I'm going to go watch some Tv. You guys can stay here and plan some diabolical thing to get Gabriel back where he came from."

o-O-o-O-o-O-o

The rest of the Avengers had been relaxing for a good solid fifteen minutes when Tony decided to snatch the remote controller from Steve's loose grasp on it. He eyed it for a while, pretended he was stretching, and bam! It was in his hands, and he quickly tuned in on the news.

Steve glared at him for a few seconds and slumped back into the couch, defeated.

"Latest reports claim that a new threat has come into the city. Mild robberies are starting to turn deadly as-"

Tony switched the channel quickly before the reported could finish her sentence. He thought she sounded to nasally. It bothered his ears.

"Could you not?" Clint said in an annoyed voice. "I was watching that, and the thing before that, before you rudely changed it."

"Tony, if would've been nice if the reporter finished her sentence," Steve said.

"Yeah," Natasha said.

"This isn't the first time you've done this Tony," Bruce said and pushed up his glasses.

Tony wondered if they would remember that he bought the tv with his own money. He gave them three seconds before he responded. "I don't understand why you guys are attacking me," he said. "Don't you guys remember?"

"I remember we made a list," Steve said. "It's my turn to have the remote today."

"Oh, hell no."

o-O-o-O-o-O-o

"We have a job for you," Fury stated. He smacked down a package of papers on the table where all of them sat. "I hope you accept it."

"I only do jobs if you pay me, with candy or gold," Gabriel replied. "Kit Kats and 15K's are much appreciated."

Agent Hills glanced at Thor who shrugged sadly.

"Sure, I'll get you all the candy you want.," Fury said. He didn't mention the gold.

"Okay. Perfect, what's the job?" Gabriel leaned back in his seat and sent a wave to Agent Hills. She didn't way back, instead she began to stare him down.

"We have this new . . . threat in the city," Fury elaborated. "So you'll have to eliminate the threat. But you have to do this while working with the rest of the team."

Gabriel frowned. "Ehhhh, I can do the job by myself. I work better alone anyways."

Fury opened his mouth to say something else, but someone added to his thought.

"Part of the job is getting you familiar with the team. You have to cooperate and work with them," Agent Hill contributed.

"How about I snap my fingers right here and now, and the threat is simply gone. Just as it never happened in the first place," Gabriel said. He was raising his eyebrows and turned to Fury. "Nicky, I never said I'd work with you."

"SIr, I thought you said he would cooperate, "Agent Hills said tensely. "This does not look like cooperation."

"I can hear you," Gabriel said and stared at Thor. "They're talking out loud."

"This person is all kinds of wrong," Fury continued. "They've killed people, innocents too. They've stolen, robber, assaulted, raped, kidnapped, and about everything you can ever think of. I know you like smiting the evil. So spare me a constantly cheating housewife and get the actual bad guy. "

"What's their name?"

"We don't have that information," Fury said.

"Nicky, I can smell lies, and I know you're lying."

"I'm not lying, and don't call me Nicky," Fury snapped. "He does by Dr. Doom."

"Oh, yeah. Pfft, he sure does sound like a threat," Gabriel mocked. "Man, oh boy, I can roast him so hard, using his name, I won't even have to battle him."

Fury sighed. "Thor, get the rest please, and be snappy."

o-O-o-O-o-O-o

The Avengers all slowly made their way down the hallway as Thor explained this new threat.

"I am glad that you have quite your arguing," He said. "The Director has more information for you."

…..

Clint had already known something was about to go down when he saw that Fury was just standing there, and that Gabriel was smiling. Clint saw that papers on Fury's desk, and the way how Gabriel was now smirking at them so much it looked like he was waiting for a trap to spring. Clint really didn't want to work with a guy who looked and was Loki, or empty Loki. A sac of dead meat, eh, didn't matter, because it still brought strange and gruesome memories.

"Sir-" Natasha began.

"Oh hell no, this isn't what I think it is right?" Tony interrupted.

Clint decided to add to Tony's thought. "There's no damn way he's going into the fight," he exclaimed, "because what happens if they think Loki- I mean, uh, yeah, Loki is taking over again? We can't have that risk!" He wasn't even going to think about what could happen. To him especially.

"I know all of it. I know all the damn risks Barton," Fury snapped. "I talked to the Council, told them we wiped Loki's memories, and that he would be helping in the future."

Clint was slowly processing the information. It left his, and Natasha's mouths slightly parted. Everyone's too. However Natasha recovered, but Clint's face betrayed his emotions. It made Gabriel grin. It still reminded Clint of Loki, but not really, because Clint remembered that Loki never smiled when he was with him, trying to take over the city.

"But . . but, how?" Clint asked. "Don't they monitor everything? Don't they know everything?"

Fury pointed at Stark. "This time I gave him permission to, during his free time. You know, block some things we didn't want them knowing."

"Sir, if I may, I think Clint has a point. What happens if," Natasha pointed at Gabriel, "if Gabriel is mistaken for Loki, and therefore, mistaken for attacking. Won't the rest of the Agents who don't know his true origins or identity target him, and force us to capture him. What then?"

"If they were to question him, Gabriel, despite being in Loki's body, well he doesn't fit what he used to be. And no way he has Loki's memories."

Thor sighed.

"I do," Gabriel said happily. "I remember everything. Thor, I didn't know you went skinny dipping. I'm an angel and I can honestly say that I'm scarred."

Thor turned away and Tony couldn't shut up his laughter.

"Well then, Gabriel, you too Stark. You better shut the fuck up, and zip your lips. We don't want the board knowing this." Fury narrowed his eye. "And don't do anything stupid."

Gabriel blinked and hummed. "I never do anything stupid."

"Robbing whole entire candy stores and killing unfaithful husbands is stupid."

"First of all Saint Nick," Gabriel shot back. "I payed for the whole entire candy store, and I killed those nut cases who thought that constantly raping, assaulting, and physically hitting ladies, kids, men, or anyone in general was a good idea."

To: Aliase99, a follower with an interesting name I just recently found.

I'm so sorry, I couldn't resist. (its really bad but I was learning this in biology and it was so annoying so I still remember it) Your name ends in -ase, so you must be a carbohydrate.

Oh, lord, it isn't even funny. But as soon as I saw this, it popped into my mind.

I'm so sorry, Here, have some candy from Gabriel.

Well anyways, Review 'cause it was my birthday (Yep, the 28. That's your lucky number now.)