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Worlds Collide-Part 7

Part 1            Masterlist

When you made it back to the tower, you found Dean eating with Cap, Tony and Nat.  Cas was hovering nearby.  As soon as Dean saw your face, his smile faded.  “What?” he demanded.

“We caught a case,”  you told him.

“A case of what?” Tony asked.

You rolled your eyes at him. “A CASE.  Our kind of case.  Monsters.  In this case, Vampires.”

Cap looked surprised.  “You found vampires in New York?”

“No, we found 3 dead bodies in 4 weeks, all with their necks torn out and drained of blood.”

“The man said the Vic smelled like the sewers to him, Dean,” you commented.

Dean finished chewing his food, and then pushed his plate away.  “So are we working this or what?”

“But we don’t have our fake IDs or any dead man’s blood.  And my best machete is in the trunk of the Impala,” you grumbled.

“Wait a minute, slow down. Dead man’s blood? What’s that for?” Tony asked.

“It’s like poison to vamps. It incapacitates them,” Sam explained.

“And the machete?” Steve questioned.

“The only way to kill vamps is to cut off their heads,” Dean stated matter-of-factly.

“Jarvis, I need everyone in here, pronto,” Tony said suddenly.

“Right away, Mr. Stark,” the AI replied.

“So what’s the big emergency?” Bruce asked when he arrived.

“Vampires,”  Cap said shortly.

“What about them?” Clint asked, giving Cap a strange look.

“Apparently we have some,” Tony said quietly, looking at everyone in turn.  

“Here, in the tower?” Bruce asked, looking like he couldn’t believe he was actually having this conversation.

Tony rolled his eyes. “No, in New York.  How many degrees do you have again?”

Nat sat down at the table, looking over at Sam.  “So we just need to chop their heads off, right? No big deal.  Sounds like fun.  Let’s go.”

“Look, guys, I don’t think you understand. Vampires are super strong, and super fast, with enhanced sight and hearing.  If the Avengers show up, with Iron Man blasting stuff, and Hulk smashing everything, they will see us coming a mile away, and we’ll never find them.” Dean informed the group.

“So what do you suggest?” Tony asked. “Now that we know this stuff is real, we need to be prepared. You guys aren’t always going to be around to help.”

“I think one of you should come with us. We’ll show you the ropes.  and you can teach the others.” you suggested.

“It should be me, obviously,” Tony stated as if it was a given.

“Why you? You’ll scare them all away with that loud suit of yours.” Nat said wryly, smothering a laugh.

“I have seen them before, both here and on Asgard,” Thor commented.  “I should go.”

Everyone began to talk at once, arguing why they should be the one to go.  The voices grew louder and louder until finally, Sam had heard enough. “Everyone shut up! Cap is going with us so you can stop arguing!”

“Why Him?” Tony couldn’t quite manage to hide his disappointment.

“Because we are fighting our own kind of war,  and we need all the soldiers we can get,” Dean said grimly, nodding at his brother.

“We are going to need your help anyway, Stark. We don’t have any of our gear here, so it makes it hard for us to do our jobs.” You said in an effort to salvage Tony’s ego.

“What can I do?” He asked, already excited about the new adventure.

“Well. usually, we pose as FBI agents to get into the investigation and see what they have.  We don’t have our fake IDs here, and we can’t walk in with Captain America, so that won’t work.”  Dean said thoughtfully.

“So what’s plan B?” Nat asked.

“Tony, think you can pull some strings and get us in to see the body?”

While Tony went to call in some favors, Sam and Dean went with Clint and Nat to the armory to get some suitable weapons.  I sat down with Cap to talk tactics.

“Okay Cap, a lot of what we do is sneaking around under the radar.  Your uniform and your shield make you very recognizable.  I’m afraid this time you’ll have to go incognito. Are you up for the challenge? Think you can go old-school?” I asked him with a mischevious wink.

“Y/N, I was born in 1918. Old-school is all I know.” Steve responded with a sheepish grin.

Sam and Dean returned with guns for all of us, and some machetes, the likes of which I had never seen. Dean was like a kid with a new toy.  “Check these out, Y/N! They are made of vibranium. They are much lighter than ours, and ten times more lethal.”

I held out my hand, and Dean handed me one of the new machetes. It was remarkably well-balanced, and as I gave it an experimental wave, I marveled at how easy it cut through the air.  “These vamps aren’t going to know what hit them,” I said happily.

Dean handed one to Steve, smirking a bit as he did so.  “Think you can get by without your shield? It’s way too recognizable.”

“I’ll manage,” Steve said shortly, staring at the machete in his hand unhappily.

“You need some new clothes, Cap. You have to blend in with us. Do you have any flannel?” Sam asked hopefully.

“As a matter of fact, I do,” Steve told him.  Sam and Dean grinned at each other.

“This should be interesting.” Clint said to Nat.  “Let us know if you need us for anything.” He told us before he, Bruce and Nat left the room.  Thor still remained, looking thoroughly annoyed at the whole situation.

My brother pulled me aside.  “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” He asked worriedly.

“I’ll be fine.  This is what we do.  You don’t need to worry.” I reassured him, patting his shoulder.

Tony came back into the room a few moments later.  “Okay, it’s done.  The police commissioner owed me a favor.  I got you in to see the body.  You are consultants for Stark Industries.  Pepper will have everything you need.”

A short while later, the four of us were dressed in business clothes, complete with Stark Industries IDs with fake names.  Steve was disguised with glasses and a fake mustache that made him unrecognizable.  It was incredible how fast Pepper worked.

As the car drove us to the morgue, we went through the routine with Steve.  “Let us do the talking,” Dean told him.

“We are pretty accomplished liars,”  I confirmed.  “Just observe, follow our lead, take notes, stuff like that.”

“You know I fought in World War 2, right? This won’t be my first time seeing a dead body.” Steve informed us.

“We know, but you’ve never seen a body fed on by a vampire,” Sam told him grimly.

The harsh lights of the morgue were blinding as the attendant directed us to the correct table.  “I’ll be in the other room.  Just holler if you need anything.” She told us, giving Dean a flirtatious grin.

The four of us walked up to the gurney, and Sam quickly glanced at the toe tag to make sure we had the right person. “Danielle Myers, age 15.  Yep, this is her.”

Dean pulled back the sheet covering the body, exposing her head and neck.  Her neck was torn to pieces at the jugular, covered with multiple bite marks.  Dean gestured Steve over.  “Take a look.  It’s definitely vampires, but they aren’t usually so messy when they feed.  This looks like a feeding frenzy.”

Steve leaned in to get a closer look.  “So what does that mean?”

“It means she was fed on by newly-turned vamps.  When they are first turned, they can’t control themselves.  All they want to do is feed, and they are crazy strong.” You told him.

“So we aren’t dealing with a single vampire, but multiple ones?” Steve reasoned.

“We are dealing with a nest.  Newly turned vamps are very unpredictable.  We have our work cut out for us.” Sam said quietly as he recovered the body with the sheet.  

“So what now?” Steve asked as we left the morgue.

“We go back to the neighborhood and talk to some people where the body was found and see if the victims have anything in common,”  Dean responded, holding the door for me.

We piled into the Impala as I handed everyone their fake FBI badges that Pepper had made up for us.  Steve frowned at his. I could tell the whole lying thing wasn’t really sitting well with him.

“So, Captain America, are you ready to play FBI Agent?” I asked with a grin.

(Part 8)

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Worlds Collide-Part 4

A/N: This story is a Marvel/Supernatural crossover and a collaboration between me and my friend ‘til the end of the line @kittenofdoomage.  She’s one in a million.

Part 1        My Masterlist

Your entire body began to shake, and you felt like you were going to pass out from shock.  “Sam?”

He was at your side instantly.  “It's okay, babe. We will figure this out, I promise.” He looked over at Thor.  “Can you give us more details? We have no idea what any of this means.”

Thor nodded. “I am from a realm called Asgard. My father, Odin, is King.  Only Odin and those of his blood are worthy to wield Mjolnir.”

It was clear by the looks on yours, Sam’s and Dean’s faces that you still weren’t getting it.  

“Can I help?” Tony asked Thor and the large blond nodded.  “Y/N’s powers are just like Thor’s, and she can lift the magic hammer, so she is most likely a god from Asgard, and she is probably Odin’s kid too.”

“You’re saying I’m not human?” you whispered in shock.

“I think he is right, Y/N,” Cas spoke up. “I have always sensed that you were different. I assumed wrongly that it was because of your abilities but this may be the answer you have always sought.”

“Is that why you had us come here?” Dean questioned.

“I wanted to try and recruit Y/N for the Avengers.  Thor can’t always be here, and with powers like hers….”

“No,”  you said immediately.  “I am a hunter - not a superhero.  Monsters are my thing.  I am not leaving Sam and Dean.”

“Will you at least stay for dinner and think about it? I’ve arranged a little get together,” Tony replied, obviously intent on changing your mind.

“You heard her, Stark.  She doesn’t want to be an Avenger,” Sam told him in a firm voice, all previous hero-worship gone for the man who wanted to steal his girlfriend.

“Relax, Goliath.  Nothing bad is going to happen to your girl.  I want to hear more about this monster thing.  And Y/N and Thor have got some talking to do.  Where were you born Y/N? Who are your parents?”  Tony wasn’t going to let this go, you could tell.

You sighed with hesitation before answering. “I was raised in Springfield, Missouri.  I spent most of my life in foster care, I never knew my birth parents. I was adopted when I was 15 by a wonderful couple, the Bradshaws.  When Mrs. Bradshaw got possessed by a demon and killed Mr. Bradshaw and tried to kill me, I used my powers to take her out and started hunting.”

Everyone looked flabbergasted. “Demons possessing people? That just sounds crazy!” Rhodey said, shaking his head.

“You wouldn’t believe some of the bizarre stuff Sam told me on the ride over here!” Cap told the group. “And I thought we’d seen weird!”

“So how come we didn’t know about the existence of any of this?” Clint asked Sam and Dean.

“I did,” Thor commented, surprising everyone. “Demons, werewolves, vampires, shapeshifters. I have seen several of them in my time here on Midgard.  We also have them on Asgard.”`

Tony looked completely blow away by this revelation, as did Sam, and Dean. “And you never thought to mention this?” Tony replied in a hard voice.

“No one ever mentioned them and we were occupied with other things,” Thor said with a shrug of his shoulders.

Tony rolled his eyes and turned to you.  “Please stay for the weekend at least as my guests. Let me have my people look into things and see what they can try to find out about your birth parents.”

Something told you that the answers you had always been searching for might be found here at Avengers Tower.  “Sam? Dean? Is it okay with you?”

Dean grinned at you.  “Are you kidding? Nothing is trying to kill me.  There are no winged dickbags causing trouble. We can stay here as long as you want.”

“Winged dickbags?” Tony asked with a smirk.

“That’s what he calls every other angel except Cas,” you explained laughing and waving a hand.

Tony walked over to Dean and put his arm around the younger man’s shoulders.  “You and I need to have some drinks tonight and swap stories.”

Tony had decreed that he was taking everyone out for a night on the town.  “Jeans and flannels aren’t gonna cut it, kids.  I’ve been banned from all the lumberjack bars, so you four are going to need some new clothes, my treat.  Pepper’s arranged something.  A car will pick you up downstairs in twenty minutes.”

“I don’t see why I…..” Dean began.

“You’re not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy.  Time to dress for New York.”

“Why is he calling Dean “Dorothy”?” Cas leaned over and whispered to you and you giggled, covering your mouth with your hand when Dean scowled in your direction.

“I’ll explain later.”

Dean clearly wasn’t happy, but after a hard look from Sam, he kept his mouth shut, grumbling under his breath and folding his arms across his chest. Banner elbowed him gently, trying to cajole him a little.

“Don’t try to fight it, Kid,” Bruce said with a sheepish grin. “Tony always gets his way.”

“So I’m starting to see,” Dean grunted back, still scowling like a scolded child.

“It’s not so bad.  Hanging around with me has its perks.  The food is good.  And the booze,” Tony quipped.

“Now you’re speaking my language,” Dean said happily, his good mood slightly restored and his arms dropping, relaxing his body language.

Jarvis informed you that a car was waiting downstairs, so you promised to meet up with everyone at eight o’clock in the lobby.

“Will you be going?” you asked Thor.  “I want to talk more with you.”

He nodded. “I will see you tonight, Y/N.”

Sam’s eyes widened at the stretch limo that was waiting at the curb.  “This is for us?”

“Hell yeah, it is!” Dean exclaimed before opening the door and getting in.

Cas just shook his head at Dean being Dean and held the door open for you.  The back seat was plush and spacious and soundproofed so the noises of the city were completely muted.

“Wow, Stark sure travels in style, doesn’t he?” Dean commented.

“Well, the guy is a billionaire,” Sam answered dryly.

The car pulled up to a small, elegant boutique on a quiet side street.  A pretty young woman in a chic black dress was waiting at the curb for them.  “Welcome to Delphine’s. My name is Carina and Ms. Potts has asked me to help you with some clothes.”

“I like the clothes that I have,” Cas said sourly, arms crossed defensively.

“Please ignore him,” you told her politely before shooting Cas a glare. “Let’s do this.”

Carina handed each one of you off to an assistant, who quickly took each of your measurements and came back with a selection of clothes for you to choose from. “Pick out something you like,” Carina suggested.

Dean glanced at the price tag of the shirt he had selected and his face turned bright red. “This shirt is $750, Sammy,” he said in a choked whisper.

“And these pants cost more than the Impala,” Sam muttered, clearly uncomfortable with the whole thing.

“Do you have any trench coats?” Cas asked Carina.

“Just pick something out already!” you hissed at them. “Did you really think Tony Stark shopped at Target?”

Finally, after much arguing and cajoling, everyone had an outfit they liked, even Cas. There was no bill, Carina simply saying everything would be “taken care of by Mr. Stark.” You all piled back in the car with your purchases and headed back to Avengers Tower to get ready for your night out.

“You sure clean up nicely...” Sam said to you as he took in the tight red dress that skimmed over your hips. He slid his hands over the curve of your waist, turning you to face him once you’d clipped your last earring in.

“Not as good as you,” you whispered as you slid your arms around his waist, the combination of the dark pants and the crisp white shirt doing stuff to you in all the right places.

“I can’t wait to take this off of you later,” Sam drawled in a husky whisper, running his hands down your back. You shivered in response.

The moment was interrupted by a pounding on your door.  “You two ready?” Dean called impatiently.

Sam released you with a sigh.  “It’s nice to know your brother is annoying in every state,” you commented, rolling your eyes towards the door.

Dean and Cas both looked very handsome in their new clothes, even if Cas was pining for his missing trench coat like he had just lost his best friend.  In the elevator ride down, Dean fidgeted and pulled at his collar like a child until you were ready to smack him.

“Dean, knock it off! It’s not like you’ve never worn a dress shirt before,” you snapped in annoyance.

He gave you a bitch-face and bit out, “Not one that is worth more than my colt.”

The elevator doors opened to the lobby and the four of you got out, noticing most of the other Avengers were there waiting, all dressed for a night on the town. The elevator doors opened again and Tony and Pepper made their grand entrance.  Tony’s gaze moved over the group. “Everyone here? Good. Let the games begin.”

Part 5

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