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Shaken Apart (Avengers/supernatural) Fox-Lady

“Is not!”Tony whined a little, before looking thoughtful. “Maybe. I’ll ask.”he said because while he figured it’d be a good thing, he had a problem asking for things, just for him. “Yea, well, hopefully those one night stands are over. I don’t think clint and nat are gonna let him go anywhere.”he said before making a face. “It’s not dangerous. It’s just fun. We;ll let you supervise. That should make her feel better.”Tony decided, and by the time he was done with eggs and bacon he was sulking as he looked at dean. “I can cook. You’re just being bossy.”

“Oh....okay. I’ve heard of that.”he frowned a little before shuddering. Thinking about how much he wanted to tell the other, but at the moment, really, lazy and relaxed, was about the only time he was probably ever comfortable enough to talk about the delusions that had haunted him till Cas had taken them from him. “...Lucifer. You know. The fallen angel. Devil. Sorta....it’s complicated, but I ended up playing host to him for awhile....and being....with him....left some after effects.”he shuddered not about to admit to spending 100 years in hell, they’d think he was insane. “No...I wasn’t thinking clearly either. It’s okay.”Sam smiled a little avoiding the other’s eyes, not wanting to see if he thought he was insane, before starting to eat, looking amused. “well I would...if you two would shut up...”natasha whined a little as she shifted, simply getting more comfortable before going back to sleep.
 
"Is too!" he smiled at Tony. "want me to ask for him instead?" he asked with a smile. "I hope so. Clint and Nat will protect him, even from himself and he really needs that." he admitted with a smile. "i know it's not dangerous, but there's a potential for broken windows." he pointed out with a chuckle before he laughed. "Tony, for the love of god, don't eat those. they are not edible. you'll make yourself sick." he warned with a chuckle.

"oh. you're talking about... the Devil?" Clint asked, dropping his voice to a whisper. Clint was astonishingly religious, he prayed every morning and every night and had always believed in Angels and Demons before ever knowing they where real. Clint paled as he realized Sam had played host to the Devil and he took the others hand. "he's gone now though, right? do you need me to get Dean and do an exorcism for you?" he offered. "when i was at the circus, before Phil found me, one of the circus folks there was demon possessed." he admitted. "they had a exorcism, a real one not like in the movies. they painted this big black circle with a big star, and the chanted in Latin and she screamed and smoked and howled... and this big black mist poured out of her like smoke and when it was all over she was crying and thanking them and then she died." he admitted before shaking his head. "it's always terrified me." he admitted. "the idea that something could crawl inside of me and use me... and then it hapenned." he admitted looking at Dean. "You know that Loki, or the thing controlling him, got inside of me. i can't be sure, but i'm pretty sure i was being possessed." he admitted. "so if you need someone to talk to... i kind of understand." he promised before smiling at Natasha, chuckling as he leaned over Sam and gently brushed a kiss to her cheek. "she's so lazy." he admitted with an affectionate grin.
 
“...if you want. Maybe. I he’s not to busy. He’s already making me something.”Tony said with a careless shrug before snickering. “I think you both need someone looking after you.”he said before thinking that over. “Oh....we’ll do it outside then. And you’re still supervising. Me with supervision makes everyone feel better.”Tony said before sulking as he glared at the eggs. “They are to!I can cook.”he grumbled, before looking at dean. “You’ll make someone?”


“Yes...that one.”Sam muttered shuddering a little. “He’s gone. Locked back up behind hell’s gates, and not going anywhere. All that’s left is....the hallucinations that....”Sam frowned, thinking about it. “It’s not him,...but its a memory of him. Hell yearsare sorta like dog years,you age more then what happens on earth.”He shuddered a little before shakign his head. “No, I don’t need dean.”he said before frowning thinking about that, before nodding. “Yes...the demons aren’t gentle on the bodies they possess. They tend to kill them.”Sam sighed a little shuddering a little at the idea of clint being possessed. “I’m sorry.”He muttered resting his head against the other’s shoulder, laughing softly as natasha whined at the kiss. “She really is.”
 
"he'd be glad to help you Tony. you know? he likes you. you like to make things for people right? Loki does too." he admitted. "he'd be delighted to be able to help you." he admitted. "we will do it utside, but he'll have a lot of fun." he promised with a smile. "you can't cook." he said with a shake of his head. "i'm not much better but i think i can manage a little bit." he was actually fairly good. so long as it was simple. he had cooked for himself and Sam fr years as a child. he soon had a pile of scrambled eggs going and some toast. "Here. eat up." he offered with a smile at the other. "We'll get going once your packed. i put my bags together last night." he admitted.

"Thank goodness... but that sort of thing, it leaves imprints... i have.... hallucinations sometimes. Nat says they're flashbacks, like PTSD. sometimes i can't tell where i am, and i think he's still in my head and i freak out." he admitted. "you actually died?" he asked, his eyes widening. "you went to hell? i can hardly believe it. after all the amazing good you've done..." he shook his head. "it just seams so wrong." he admitted before smiling at Sam. "it's kind of hard to see you as the cuddly sort, massive as you are." he teased, snuggling into Sam with a smile, stroking Natasha's hair until she settled back into sleep. "we're not allowed to leave the room until she wakes up though. she likes to check and make sure our heads are on straight and check any bruises or marks we got during the scene. as a sub, in our state of mind, we can't be trusted to actually take care of ourselves." he admitted.
 
“....okay. And yes, I do. Okay, I’ll ask him.”Tony smiled a little before huffing. “I can to.” ....those are not eggs. Whatever did you do to them?”Cas rowned as he walked into the room, looking at the food tony was throwing away before smiling slightly as tony started to eat. “Thanks.”tony said glancing at dean before nodding. “I’ll go pack.”he said wandering out with his plate of food, already starting to have jarvis list things he needed to take. “....You find the most interesting people, Dean.”

“It does...mine’s more...not flashbacks, but....Lucifer’s hold was enough to make it seem like his world, there in the pit, was real and not the life I’m living. Cas fixed it so he has no hold on me, and the memories are just that, memories, but still....it’s brutal.”Sam said before frowning thinking about it. “Well....no. Not really. When lucifer possessed me, Dean cracked open the hellgate to send him back, but you can’t send a angel back without a vessel.....so....I went alive, into hell to lock him up.”Sam shuddered a little. “cas pulled me out later, but the damage was already done. Thankfully, I don’t get trapped in the memories often.”Sam said before snorting. “I’m not that massive. You’re just small.”He teased before nodding. “Okay....I could use some snuggling....and rest.”Sam muttered settling in to rest and nibble on the food, before frowning a little. “....I should go see what dean’s up to...he’s probably going to go see Lisa...”
 
"I have no idea what he managed to do to them." Dean admitted to Cas. "Welcome back to the realm of the living, want some eggs?" he asked Cas, handing Tony the coffee pot as the other headed off to pack. Dean ust set about making some more eggs. "i'm going to go see Lisa." he informed Cas. "you want to come with? she adores you, you know." he admitted to Cas. "Tony's a great guy really. he's just a bit odd, but i think that's why i like him so much." he admitted with a smile. "He's going to go with me to Lisa's."

"so it's like you can't tell which reality your in?" he asked, his head tilted. "is there anthing that can help?" he asked, hoping to be able to help him. "Dean... opened hell... and pulled you out..." he looked so stunned that for a moment, it almost looked like he was going to start calling Sam out on his bullshit, before he nodded. "you and your brother. i've heard things. one of my friends, from the circus, he's a hunter. he deals with ghosts mostly. nothing physical, but he keeps up with things and lets me know." he admitted, looking at the other. "you've stopped a number of really nasty things from happening... and you've died... a few times. both of you... that's what Erik said anyway." he admitted before grinning a little. "snuggles are the best." he agreed. "well..." he hesitated at the others desire to get out of bed. he knew if he left before Natasha looked him over, he was likely to get corner time, but he couldn't stand the idea of Dean leaving the room without someone there to keep Dean from souring his head-space. "Natasha... Nat. wake up... Sam wants to go check on Dean and you'll get mad if he leaves without me going with, and you'll get mad if i leave without you checking me over..."
 
“Huh.”Cas snickered a little at tony’s sulking, before smiling at dean. “Yes I would.”he said pleased at having eggs as he watched tony go before looking at dean. “Yea, I’ll go.”He said looking pleased with the idea before snorting. “He’s a little odd, but so are you.”He agreed before snorting. “I have a feeling this is teh beginnings of a bad joke, you and tony, going somewhere together.”He teased.

“Sometimes. Though most days Cas locked down the visions for me, so unless I let it happen, I’m usually in control these days....and pain. When I’m hurt, or hurting I can tell where I am.”Sam said before shrugging. “Not just dean. Dean opened the door to let me put lucifer back. Cas, the angel....friend,”Sam smirked al ittle, cause he totally knew cas was more then that, even if dean didn’t, “pulled me out months later.”Sam shuddered a little amused as he realized the other wanted to call him on his bullshit. “....Ah. Yea. There was a few very near misses in the ending of the world....and I died. Multiple times, dean to. But stopping lucifer didn’t kill me, only later. I think we’re both up to like...6 times?Cas to.”sam frowned a little before frowning a little as he watched clint wake nat. Worried about actually waking her up. “...okay...okay, I’m up.”Natasha whined a little, sighing quietly as she stirred, yawning as she sat up. Looking them both over, making sure they were fine before moving to get up. “Come on you two.”She muttered smiling a little as sam scampered up to head out the door.
 
"Excellent." he agreed with a smile, making more eggs. "Lisa loves having you around." he admitted, and had it been anyone but Cas Dean would probobly have been very jealous about that. "yeah. i really like him. he's kind of like a kid brother." he admitted with a smile. "he needs a bit of care, but he's fun and smart... remind me to show you the most amazing things he came up with! it could save hundreds, maybe even thousands of lives." he admitted before scowling at Cas. "your not funny at all. that's a terrible joke."

"Well that's good. but if you have visions come and find me okay? i'll do anything i can to help." he promised. "and by the way you totally cheated yesterday so i think you should still have to be punished." he huffed before he smiled a little. "You brothers... you're a little more amazing than should be humanly possible." he admitted, smiling at him. "i'm glad you made it here though." he admitted, kissing his cheek. "thanks Nat." Clint said, smiling as he let her look over his Sam hand bruises on his shoulders, shivering as she stroked them because it always made him feel good. he chuckled as he pulled his shirt back on and followed Sam to Dean in the kitchen. "morning!" Clint chirped chearfully. "....can you cook?" he asked Sam at the sight of Dean making eggs.
 
“I know. I told her I would have to stop in more”Cas smiled a little, before smiling. “Just what you need, more siblings.”he teased before nodding, “I’ll do that. You need more people to look after you. Glad to see he’s helping.”he said before snorting. “Lies. Lisa thinks I’m very funny.”

“Okay. I can do that.”he promised before wincing a little. “Not totally cheating. You never said I had to concentrate on you when I was firing.”Sam teased a little, amused but not protesting to much before smirking. “Don’t tell Dean that. We’ll never hear the end of it.”He snickered before nodding, glad he’d made it to. “You’re welcome. And you’re okay. Good.”Natasha muttered stroking her hands over the bruises as tehy headed out, smiling quietly. “He’s better at it then tony, but it’s a good thing he spends alot of time in diners, otherwise he might starve to death.”Sam snickered a little. “don’t worry. I am making sure that he is not poisoning himself.”
 
"You really do have to stop in and visit her more." Dean agreed. "hey, i kind of like Tony more. he doesn't argue with me about everything." he admitted with a smile. "Lisa is humoring you because she has good manners and doesn't want you to feel badly about yourself."

"You where cheating. and here i was thinking you where as good as me." he huffed, eyes dancing with amusement. "i should have known better." he admitted with a snigger before smiling a little. "i won't tell Dean. he's a bit of a swollen head already." not that Clint was any better really. "of course i'm okay. i'm up high enough now to know if i'm in Pain or if im Hurt." he admitted, knowing she'd understand that he wasn't actually high enough because he was still speaking in terms of Pain, which was the kind he liked and Hurt, which typically meant wounded. like shot, or cut, or concussed. when he was low, he couldn't tell the difference really between good pain and dangerous pain sometimes, which was why she had to be careful to check him over. "I'm officially a better cook than Tony." Dean informed them before looking startled at the hand prints on Clint's shoulders because he didn't care to keep them covered. they where badges of ownership of sorts. Sam had laid a claim on him and he wasn't about to hide them as if he was ashamed of them, because he wasn't. he was quite pleased with them really.
 
“I will. I try.”cas sighed softly before rolling his eyes. “you need someone to argue with you, when you’re doing ridiculous things.”cas said before making a face. “I doubt that. Lisa explains things to me, unlike you. So she wouldn’t just think I’m funny.”He said huffing a little.

“It’s not cheating. And I am good, just not good enough to ignore that someone’s getting near my dick for the first time in two years.”Sam rolled his eyes looking amused at the idea. “Hm, maybe you two should try dating. You’re totally as full of yourself as he is.”Sam teased a little watching natasha for a long moment. “...Good.”Natasha smiled a little, well aware of where he was, and knowing that he could go see the others, and see what was going on without messing with him to badly. She’d just have to wait and see if the others didn’t mess him up, or sam. “Good. We need more good cooks here.”Natasha said eyeing the angel, curious but not asking as she raised a eyebrow at sam’s defensive stance. “....At least his will go away in a day or two, you have a handprint that’s going to last a eternity.”Sam grumbled making a face at dean, fidgety as he watched his brother, simply settling in to eat.
 
"i do not. i never do anything ridiculous." he huffed, scowling a little. "i mean really you make it sound as if i always do funny things." he grumbled before snorting at Cas. "you trust her too much, she's going to start punking you, you know. any day now." he admitted, looking amused.

"It's totally cheating." he huffed before smirking a little. "i've been drugged so out of my skill i could see sounds, and i still hit the bulls eye without any hardship." he admitted. "i'm sorry but you're not as good as me." he teased with a snicker. "that was a really interesting fight actually. they dosed me with something that made me super horny, so i was tearing through this building with a raging hard on and i nearly attacked Phil when i saw him...." his face fell as he realized he'd mentioned Phil. "anyway, i only have my eyes on one Winchester and it's sure as hell not him." he teased with a grin before beaming at Natasha. "this is Cas." Dean introduced Natasha. "he's me and Sam's.... ah, travel companion? brother? pet? yeah, he's kind of like a pet." Dean decided, grinning like the shit he was because he was waiting for Cas's protests. "Hey, easy. i wasn't going to say anything Sam." Dean promised. "if he looked upset sure, i'd have smacked you for getting rough, but the way he keeps stroking them i'd say he's getting off right here at the table." Dean pointed out. "i'm glad you found someone. it's cute." he admitted. "besides, i know you like rough sex. i did look it up you know... sort of." Dean admitted. "now, do you want some eggs?" "i want waffles." Clint informed Dean who looked stumped. "i can't make waffles..." Clint sighed and sagged onto the table. he was likely to sulk for hours now. fortunately Bruce was up and he could make waffles even as mostly asleep as he was. hell Bruce might as well have been walking, and making waffles, in his sleep.
 
“You do to. And well, you’re human.it’s sorta a given you do funny things alot.”Cas said before rolling his eyes. “She’s not you. She wont do that.”

“Is not. And I’m totally as good as you.”Sam said sulking a little before laughing out loud. “That’s awesome. Amusing really.”Sam snickered before wincing, leaning into the other, worried for the upset look on the others face, nuzzling him a little. “Good. Dean gets laid enough as it is without stealing you.”He grumbled. “Hello.”Natasha smiled a little, before snorting at cas’ offended look. “I am not a pet!I am a angel of the lord, fallen or not. I am not your pet!”Cas whined looking upset and annoyed at the teasing. “....Kay. Though I think you totally need to have a talk about branding handprints and all. Sorta claiming there.”Sam said smirking a little at dean, looking at the slightly confused look on cas’ face. “I did not mean to leave it. It happened dragging him out.”Cas muttered frowning a little. “...Hmmm...he is.nearly.”Natasha snickered a little at clint’s look before smiling at sam’s shy smile. “Thanks Dean.”He muttered before tilting his head, startled. “Really?”He said staring at the other before nodding. “yea,eggs are good.”he said taking a plate amused as bruce made waffles for clint and natasha. Laughing out loud when tony bussled back into the room, a duffel bag in hand. “Okay, I’m packed.”
 
"You are so totally not and we'll have a contest where your not allowed to cheat to prove it." he teased. "see if we can't get you as drunk as Tony and Dean where." Clint teased with a snigger. "sorry. it's fine. it's just... Phil was... everything. my father. my lover when i needed him that way... which wasn't often after i got with Nat. he was my handler... and he died and the man who killed him is living with us." he admitted with a sigh. "it's just... it's only been a short while since... it's still hard to think about is all." he admitted before smiling a little. "i'm sure he does. he has a girlfriend after all." Clint reminded him. "and he seams to be totally faithful to her despite his obvious huge man lust for Castiel." he admitted. "whats up with that?" he wondered before snickering at Cas's annoyance. "okay, okay. you're Lisa's pet. jeeze." "...are you like, trying to get punished or something?" Clint wondered at Dean who stared at him, stunned. "uh, what?" "well you're acting kind of like i do when i need Nat to punish me." "...i'm not Gay." "what does that have to do with anything?" "i'm not Submissive." "Are you sure?" "very sure. i'm just an ass." "...oh. well if you say so." "actually. now that i think of it... you dragged Sam out of hell too, where's HIS hand print?" Dean wondered, looking vaguely jealous that Sam might have gotten a little extra attention. "yeah. really. plus they can help you. i hate it when you come home looking more fucked in the head than when you left." he admitted before grinning at Tony. "great! i'll go get my bag, let Cas finish eating and we'll all head to Lisa's place."
 
"Fine, I'll still win though."sam looked amused as he nodded.bits okay...I mean. It's not okay, but..."he shrugged a little."I think weve all been there losing someone."sam sighed quietly. Snorting slightly."a girlfriend he doesn't see alot."sam winced a little because he knew it was because of him dean didn't see her alot. Snorting a little."Because my brother is blind and horrible and wouldn't know a good thing if it hit him in the face. I'm betting lisa has plans for him and cas."sam snickered a little. "...I am no ones pet, dean."Cas said the vague offense in his face saying that it was truly annoying him. "I think he is...he's sorta just begging to be smacked."natasha muttered. "....around his ankle. He's a moose. He weighs more."Cas said still looking annoyed and amused all at once. Sam smiled a little, looking happy that his brother wasn't upset with his choice. "Awesome."tony grinned settling in to sit and relax even if he was fidgety as he waited for the others
 
Clint nodded a little. "yeah... Phil's the first person i've ever lost that was..." that he was close to, that meant something to him. that mattered. "Yeah, but he's still remaining completely loyal. if what you and Cas say is true, that's pretty rare for him. it's kind of impressive." he admitted befre he smirked a little. "Lisa doesn't mind that Dean's in love with another man?" he asked curiously. "she's setting them up? man, i have a feeling i'm going to like her." he admitted with a laugh.

"Sure. if I've gotta be your pet Human, then you have to be Lisa's pet Angel." he stated loftily before smiling a little, glad that Sam hadn't been grabbed anywhere, ah, important. "he's totally begging to be smacked." Clint mumbled back. "he's ike a little kid, yanking on the pigtails of his crush." he paused and looked at Sam. "Moose?" he asked, looking a bit baffled as he stroked the marks Sam had left on his shoulders because he couldn't help himself. "Relax Tony." Dean urged with a smile. "you wanted to stop at the store and get some flowers and that game right?" he asked. "we'll have to go do that first after all." he admitted with a smile.
 
“Ah. Yes....the first is the worst.”Sam smiled slightly before nodding a little. “It is impressive really.”He agreed before snorting, “I think she’s just sorta accepted it, Dean’s been in love with Cas since he pulled him out of hell. I think she’s accepted that dean and cas are sorta a package deal....and she’s perverted. I think she wants to watch.”Sam snickered a little.

“....You are not my pet. You are my friend. And family.”Cas grated out, yep definitely getting seriously annoyed with dean. It was amazing actually he hadn’t left yet without the other two. “Yea, exactly. If he’s left on his own for much longer, it gets worse.”Sam muttered before flushing a little as he glanced at Clint then natasha, before flushing harder. “Uh-huh...a demon we know calls us moose and squirrel.” “....so who was your natasha?” “Well-uh, a demoness chasing us but-now-”Sam stuttered blsuhing so cutely. “I’m relaxed. Totally.”Tony said calming thoughbefore nodding. “Okay. Yea, that’s right. Wont take to long though, we’ll be there soon.”
 
"Huh. that's kind of fascinating." he admitted with a grin. "so in other words the only one putting up a fight is Dean? because i'm pretty sire Cas would jump him in a second if it was allowed." he admitted. "ten bucks says Cas and Lisa have been talking together about seducing Dean into a threesome." he said with a grin.

"...You're family to me too Cas." Dean promised with a smile, realizing a little too late that he had aggravated Cas a little more than intended. "seriously? he gets worse than this? is it because he hasn't gotten laid in a while? does Lisa wear the pants?" he wondered. "was she cute?" Clint asked, looking amused. "But now?" Clint asked, grinning playfully. "you are relaxed. totally chill." Dean agreed with Tony, chuckling a little as he accepted one of the waffles Bruce was starting to pass out, Clint chirping happily as he started wolfing down his small pile of breakfast. "nah, it won't take long at all." Dean agreed, glancing at Cas. "you don't mind a mild pit stop do you? Tony wants to get a house gift for Lis and the kid."
 
“Yea, pretty much.”Sam snickered a little before grinning.”It’s a bet.”

“...”cas frowned staring at the other man as he finished eating. “Oh yea. Enough that Cas abandons his ass and lets him sulk for a few days. Though I think being called a pet is seriously annoying Cas. And pigeon. He’s figured out what Dean was talking about.”Sam muttered smiling a little before snorting. “Some. And mostly because he likes giving cas a hard time about not understanding people.”He added. “She-for a demon, yes.”Sam muttered before blushing. “And now I have a better natasha.” “Damn right.”Natasha snickered a little as tony relaxed and started to eat despite having already eaten. He was a bottomless pit, he could eat all the time. “....No, it’s fine. Easy enough.”Cas said smiling slightly, though still mostly aggravated with dean, he apperciated tony wanting to make a good impression on lisa and ben
 
"wow... he's got it bad. has he always been so immature?" Clint wondered, looking amused. "well, i'm sure Cas will get frustrated soon enough." he admitted. "and Dean will stop when Cas either kisses him silent or beats the shit out of him." he admitted with a chuckle. "well, that might be explained away as Dean being sexually frustrated and taking it out on Cas." he admitted. "he's clearly attracted to Cas, see the way his eyes linger on his fingers?" Clint muttered to Sam with a grin. "that's a man fantasising about... certain activities." he admitted with a grin. "and the way his eyes linger on Cas's lips? he wants to kiss him." it was no wonder he and Natasha had known Clint wanted some... special attention. "a much better Natasha. this one is actually an angry red headed Russian." Clint admitted with a smirk, watching Tony gulp down his food. "Thanks Cas... waffle?" Dean offered the angel before lowering his voice. "do you think you could do me a favor? i... i want... i mean, you have better taste than me..." he fidgeted and then. "i wanna take Lisa out on a date and this is the best i've got." he explained, indicating himself. "and you seam to really know clothes so...." aaw, wasn't that cute?
 
“Yea, though it’s worse with cas and lisa. First time he’s really liked anyone.”Sam muttered before snorting. “I’m betting on beating the shit out of him.”he added before watching dean, smirking a little. “Hmm, cas does got some gorgeous hands really.”Natasha muttered watching the angel, amused as she watched dean watching cas. “I am a angry red headed russian. So much better then anyone else.”Natasha said smiling as she kissed sam’s cheek. “....No, I’m fine.”Cas said waving off the offered food before tilting his head as he considered dean, before nodding slightly. “We’ll go shopping before we leave. Tony would be good at clothes picking out. Probably better then me.”Though helpnig dean dress interested him slightly.
 
"really? at his age Lisa ad Cas are his first crushes? that's... that's like super adorable." he admitted with a snigger. "oh, i'm betting Dean would enjoy it." he admitted with a chuckle and smiled a little as he examined Cas's fingers. "he does have nice hands. too soft though, not strong enough. he can leave marks but i doubt he'd be all that happy to leave bruises the way i like." Clint admitted. "plus he's kind of feminine. if i want feminine i'll fuck a female." Clint admitted with a grin. "you are better than anyone else." Clint agreed with Natasha. "i never thought to ask Tony." Dean admitted, looking a little surprised before looking at Tony. "Tony! i need your help. i need you to fix this. make me look pretty." Dean ordered, smiling at Tony. "you have to let Cas help because Lisa likes Cas's style or something. i don't know what that means." he admitted. "think you can make me pretty so i can take her out on a date tonight?"
 
“Yea, it is. Sorta sad, but yes, in any way that matters, Cas and lisa are his first.”sam muttered sniggering a little well aware dean’d kill them if he realized what they were discssing. “He totally would....and considering I’m seen him lift the impala, not so weak. Just weak looking.”Sam snorted amused, and nodding. “he’s weird about bruises. Heals dean if he stubs his toe or something.”Sam said well aware that the only time cas hadn’t healed dean was when he was to weak to do it, or because dean had requested him not to, and it usually made cas sulk for hours. “....Hm?”Tony tilted his head, before smiling. “Of course I can help you.”Tony said eyeing the two men, looking thoughtful, and wondering just how much he could wind Cas up before he got fidgety and upset. “Grab your bag, we’ll go shopping on our way to lisa’s.”
 
"That's actually kind of depressing actually." Clint admitted, watching Dean a lot more closely now, things starting to make sense in his head about Dean a little more. "....Cas can lift the Impala?" Clint asked, looking a lot more interested now before he smirked a little at the information that Cas fussed over Dean. oh yea, Cas was way into Dean because he hadn't looked twice at Clint's bruises. or maybe he hadn't noticed. well... "...shit..." Clint cursed, feigning clumsiness as effortlessly and easily as he did everything else, spilling coffee all over himself and he, without any shame whatsoever revealing his firm, glorious muscles and the twin bruises for all the world to see and Bruce paused in his cooking to stare at Clint's stomach, the firm twenty six pack... okay that was an exaggeration but they where very nice anyway. let's see what Cas did with that. he was well aware Natasha was going to disapprove but it wasn't enough to get punished so he didn't actually care.

"Great! thanks Tony, that would really help." Dean admitted, grinning as he moved to go grab his things when Clint had his 'accident' and couldn't help but stare. damn Clint had a fine bo.... wait a minute, no he didn't! ew! man flesh! run away... yeah.... yeah because staring at Clint's chest was super rude and... gross? yeah... gross... sure. "yeah... bag... yeah..." Dean muttered, easing away from the group because he was still having trouble trying to look away from Clint who was looking way, way, way too amused. "he doesn't know he's bi, does he?" Clint asked Sam, wondering if he could annoy Sam enough to get a spanking, that would be great... huh, he was still a little down if he was thinking things like that.
 
“It really is.”Sam agreed before snorting. “He’s heaven’s general, I think he could bench press a semi if he wanted.”Sam snickered a little, because he knew dean had figured they had simply sent a legion of angels after him in hell, kept throwing angels at the gates until someone came back with dean. Which they had. The fact that it had been quiet, thoughtful, deadly Castiel, said more about the general then it did about the others with him, said that even if Cas didn’t show off alot, the man was deadly, and powerful. Snorting a little at clint’s accident as Cas’ head snapped towards him, looking him over, but not staring, simply to make sure he hadn’t hurt himself, but unlike with dean when he just healed him, he paused, looking at clint. “Would you like me to clean you up?”the angel asked, tilting his head a little.

“....Oh no. He doesn’t.”Sam snickered a little as he looked at the aggravated annoyance twisting cas’ features for a moment before it was hidden again, yep. Dean was totally pushing all of cas’ buttons, and had been for awhile actually. It was amazing he hadn’t broke yet. “....You looking to be spanked?”Natasha muttered raising a eyebrow. “You hitting on my brother, want to tell him?”Sam growled softly, before sighing softly, looking up as Cas disappeared. Well then.
 
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