Chapter 16– Back in Time
The first thing you thought about in the morning wasn´t the potential end of the world…it was breakfast. Your first way lead you to the floor above you, where you had met the Avengers the day before, to find some breakfast.
On your way to what you hoped to be the kitchen, you passed an open door: a glance into I revealed it the dining room. You were greeted with an interesting sight: Stark and Clint were already sitting at the table, it was some when around 7 am, but neither of them looked even slightly awake. Tony glared at a glass of water in front of him, his face leaned on his hands, a painful expression on it, while Clint absent minded stirred with a spoon in his cornflakes bowl, he was almost asleep.
You stared at them for some seconds, when you heard closer coming steps and saw Natasha next to you. She looked a moment over your shoulder, then she faced you with a broad smirk.
“Guess who decided to turn the night into day?” She asked this in a rather loud voice, making Tony wince and glare at her.
“I guess Stark was the one who looked too deep in the bottle then…but what ´bout Clint?”
You looked concerned at the archer; he was still stirring in his bowl, not even moving any other muscle and staring into the air with blank eyes.
“If I noticed it correctly…Stark made him bet that he could spend the next 48 hours without sleeping.”
Both of you walked into the kitchen then, giggling about the childish behavior of these so-called superheroes, and making yourself some breakfast before reentering the big room.
During your absence, another person has joined the group; Steve who has sat down next to Clint and was currently leaving in the newspaper. When he noticed the two of you entering the room, he looked up with a bright smile.
“Good morning, Miss Romanoff, Miss Y/N.” He said this a little bit louder than necessary; obviously everybody was enjoying Tony´s reactions upon reminding him of his headache.
“Captain.” Nat nodded with a smile and you decided to join in the game and beamed with a loud voice.
“Good morning, Steve! And an especially good morning, Tony!” Last one just shot you a death glare and mumbled something you couldn´t understand.
“And good morning Clint!” Clint didn´t react. The effect which lack of sleep had on him was quite interesting.
“Agent Barton, you are stirring your breakfast to death!” Finally, he looked up, his brows risen in confusion. “Uh? Ah, good morning, YN/N, Nat, Cap.”
You giggled again before you turned your attention back at your breakfast. From then on, everybody was eating, reading or whatever silently and at some point Bruce and Thor joined the group: While Bruce just shook his head upon Tony´s condition, Thor seemed to be highly amused about the mortal way of coping, or not coping as in Stark´s case, with the results of consuming too much alcohol.
Once you were finished it was time to go.
“What!? You already leave us?” When you announced that you would leave, Tony really managed to ignore his hammering head for a second.
“As sorry as I am, yes. I have some problems going on elsewhere.”
“And our date, sweetheart?” How did he even manage to pull such a smirk although he was obviously still in pain?
“Grow up, Stark.”
“But do I at least get a hug as goodbye?”
You sighed firmly, but hugged him nevertheless; he was a flirtatious idiot…but an amiable one. You also hugged the others goodbye, well except for Nat, she didn´t appear to be the kind of person to show any affection. Thor appeared to be a big fan of hugs, Steve was all polite and gentle and Bruce…well you rarely ever had seen anyone blushing like this. When you had left the tower and were about to zap yourself away the last inhabitant of the Tower showed up to bid you fare well.
“Lady Y/N, what a pity that you already leave us.”
You turned around to Loki with a slight smile.
“What a nice surprise that everybody seems to mind my absence that much…especially regarding that we know each other so little.”
“But you are such a lovely aquentaince…although I am sure that we will see each other soon my dear.”
You didn´t like the way he pronounced the soon, but you were not in the mood to investigate this further. When he came closer, you had to resist the urge to step back. With a charming smile he took your hand in his, giving it a gentle kiss before letting go of it with a swift bow. You gave him a distrusting glance, before you adjusted your pocket watch. At the moment, you had more urgent problems than him.
The place you landed wasn´t exactly a surprise; A parking space in front of an old, seedy motel. The Impala was standing right next to you, of course since you had adjusted the watch´s “respawn” at KAZ-2Y5…it´s number plate. Now it was time to get the Winchesters; good for Crowley if he preferred you to handle everything without them, but you didn´t see an actual reason to leave the brothers out, the whole stuff was their fault after all, …alright you weren´t completely innocent either but who cares?
It was earlier than at “9” which you just left behind, maybe 4, or 5 am, but since you had a valid reason to do so you decided to search the Winchesters nevertheless and wake them up. Luckily finding them wasn´t the hard part: you immediately recognized their door: it was the only one with a salt line in front of it. The window was guarded as well; they definitely tried to keep Pandora´s demons away.
Without knocking you went in, surprised that the door was open but a glance at the lock revealed that it wasn´t possible to lock the damaged door.
You were surprised that the sleeping guy’s didn´t wake up upon your entrance so you walked to the window with a few long strides, opening the curtains in a quick movement and sing-saying in a warm, friendly voice.
“Good morning, princesses! The sun is rising, no clouds are to be seen and the demons are on their way to tear your handsome faces apart, so get your pretty asses out of bed and move them here!”
When you turned around you were suddenly face in face with Dean, and especially the enormous knife in his hand.
“Geez, easy there tiger!”
Obviously, they did wake up when you entered the room, and Dean was still sleeping with a weapon under his pillow, luckily, he recognized you before using it.
“Y/N?” Sam has now also stood up, eyeing you and Dean by turns while trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes.
“Mornin´, Sammy! At least you do not attack the only one trying to help you guys.”
“That´s what you get for not knocking.” Dean growled, finally laying his knife away and rubbing his eyes as well. He leaned against a chair and finally broke a small smirk.
“Though I can´t complain being waken up like this. I mean without the demon-talk, but the sight was quite enjoyable.”
You and Sam both rolled your eyes in synch. Now the hunter strongly reminded you of a certain billionaire.
“Anyways I am not here to play alarm clock.”
Sam seemed honestly relieved.
“You know how to stop Pandora´s demons?”
You nodded with a proud smile; you were actually happy to be able to help them…they had had enough problems handled all alone in the past.
“Since the demons had been created together with the box, they are attached to it, even though they are free now, if we destroy the box they will vanish as well.”
“Great to hear, well the only problem I see…” Sam looked away uncomfortably while Dean scratched the back of his head, trying to find the correct words.
“Yeah, yeah I know you already lost the box again.” They seemed surprised to hear that you already knew about it but you didn´t give them the time to ask more detailed.
“Anyways this is not the problem for now; we can solve this later one since we need to get the weapon to destroy the box first. You didn´t think that it would be enough to set the box on fire or throw it of a cliff, did you? There is a certain weapon we need to get first. The only problem though is that said weapon isn´t exactly close…it is in Greece.”
“Alright, so we…”
“The ancient Greece.” Dean’s smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared.
“It has been lost throughout the centuries. We need to go back there and, since you lost the box, find it in the other time zone. Beneath the fabric there is a map that leads to the weapon.”
“Why can´t we just get back and destroy this stupid box before Gomorra gets it? Ah and Gomorra is…”
“Yeah, yeah, I know who he is. And we can´t because such a grave interference in the past could change hell knows what in the present.”
Both of the men nodded understandingly then they exchanged worried looks.
“So…” Sam was the first one to talk about the elephant in the room. “We need to get to another continent and to another time…what do you think? Cas?”
“We might as well try it.” Dean pulled out his mobile but gave you a quick glance when he dialed. “Oh yeah, you should know, Cas is…”
“Yeah I know: Castiel, Angel of the Lord et cetera et cetera… now come on, we need to get this solved quickly. I don´t have the time for being ripped apart by demons.”
Following phone conversation was quite entertaining for everyone but Dean who seemed to desperate more with every word.
“Yes, hey Cas, it´s…. what? No. This is Dean. Dean Winchester. …. No! I did not…what, why? Come one Cas, which strange noises? What a melody? I don´t know what you are talking about, but we need… Stop whining! No, you did not break it, maybe it was…NO. Oh god Cas just come over now.”
At some point of the conversation Sam started giggling slightly, implying that he wasn´t completely uninvolved in whatever problem the angels seemed to have.
“I am here.”
All of you turned around to the door where the dark haired angel suddenly has appeared. Dean quit the call and put his mobile down, while Cas was staring at his´ in confusion.
“Dean, I am highly concerned. It never made such tunes and although they appear to be quite pleasurable…”
Now Sam was openly laughing and Dean death-glared at him, while you finally found out what was going on.
“Ehrm, Sam…did you change his ringtone?”
Dean completely lost it, while Cas stared at everyone confused
“Oh come on, we have serious problems down here! And that is everything you…”
“Dean, dear.” You laid a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. “Easy there.”
“Sam, Dean…what is this about?” The angels asked, his eyes locked on you obviously irritated by the stranger in the room.
“Oh yeah, Cas this is Y/N, she will help us with this Pandora problem, but we will need your help as well.”
After a quick explanation, your hopes on a quick solution were destroyed all at once.
“Dean as much as I´d appreciate to help you, I can´t.”
Disappointed looks were exchanged.
“I don´t have enough power to get you this far back. In addition, you remember the last time I let you travel through time, you could rarely stay long enough to find this Phoenix. This time you do not even know exactly where you have to look… I am afraid you must search a different solution.”
The Winchesters started to discuss what they might do now, while you made your own thoughts about the problem. With your watch, you could travel through space but not through time…you actually would have known something that was able to do both. But you would have to explain the Winchesters a few things…and hope that everything would work as you hoped.
“Y/N?” You rose your head to look at Sam in surprise.
“You do have an idea, don´t you?”
All faces were suddenly filled with hope.
“Y/N, whatever it is…I we can stop this all…”
“Well I do have an idea, but if…I have to explain some things first.”
“I think since you already owe us a few explanations, one less or more doesn´t count.” Dean finally smirked again. You were quite confused now.
“Well you know; this whole Loki-Tom Hiddlestone thing. Also, the first time we met you, you were on a walk with Crowley, which is oddly enough…,plus it is interesting that you know both Gomorra and Cas. ..You aren´t a demon, are you?”
You chuckled slightly. Well you had forgotten about the Loki-thing but explaining this wasn´t the problem…and the thought of you being a demon somehow amused you.
“No, no I am not a demon. I am completely human. About the Crowley thing, uhm…I´d rather not discuss this if that´s okay for you. I just can tell you that I am not working for him or something like this, he is more like…a remote aquentaince. He is the reason though I know about Cas and Gomorra, and a few other things concerning you two. And the Loki thing…this will be the same explanation like the one which has to do with my idea.”
All three of them looked at you, obviously intending to ask something but you just continued talking.
“You noticed that I can just leave and come however I like? Just as demons and angels do…at least it looks like it to you. Actually, I can neither travel through time, nor from place to place…I just can change between different universes, I guess that´s the closest word to say.
I heard that you had some experiences with this angel…Balthazar was his name? He send you to an alternate universe if I am not wrong. I can do the same thing. And in one of these universes, I have a friend with a time machine. We just have to go there, ask him for his help…I´m sure, he will say yes though he is an adorable person. Then we come back to this universe with the time machine, go back to ancient Greece and whoosh…all problems solved. …less or more.”
“And this Loki…”
“Is the Tom Hiddlestone aka Loki from another universe.”
“Wait…” Dean seemed to have found his tongue again.
“So…there is another universe. And in this universe…the Avengers are for real? Is it this you are trying to tell us?”
He seemed to be quite irritated… but was there excitement in his eyes?
“I know it sounds weird but you before anyone else should be the one to believe such things. …but yes, yes: in another universe the Avengers are real.”
“How big is the chance that, in one of them, Batman exists as well?”
All right, maybe you should have expected this question.
Chapter 17- Doctor who?
After explaining them a few more details, you decided to leave the small motel instantly: you had no time to lose. Castiel had offered to stay behind in the motel meanwhile to be in reach…just in case something unexpected happened.
“So…and how do we get teleported?” Dean eyed the small pocket watch suspiciously.
“Well I usually travel alone, but…” This was true, the only time you changed locations with a second person has been at this highly involuntary occasion with Loki…
“I think you just have to touch either the watch or me…laying a hand on my shoulder should be enough.”
You quickly added the last sentence just in case Dean, whose smile has indeed grown bigger, would get any stupid ideas. Just seconds later the three of you started, each Winchester a hand on one of your shoulders, Cas looking concerned after you as you vanished in front of his eyes.
When you opened your eyes, you saw just what you expected: the beautiful city of London and right in front of you the Tardis. When you looked at your side to check for the Winchesters, you saw something rather amusing: They looked completely confused and were death pale. Ah yeah, you remembered your first teleport.
“Are you alright?”
Quickly they tried to stand upright and Dean even managed to force a smile.
“Yeah, yeah sure. Just let´s get your friend.”
You nodded and looked thoughtfully at the Tardis. With what you knew about the Doctor he could be hell knows where, and…
“Hey, do you hear this?” Sam gave you a sign to follow him and when the three of you had left the small alley and reached the main street, you also heard which noise he was talking about. It sounded like a big group of people…well it sounded like a very furious mob of people.
“Yeah…this is most likely the right direction.”
You followed the street for a while, the noises continuous getting louder.
“So…are you sure that this is the right direction? Usually we try to get away from trouble.”
“No, I am sure that it is him, so….oh yes. It is him.”
You finally saw the origin of the noise…and you had mixed feelings about this sight.
You assumed right with thinking, that it was a furious mob of people …just that said mob was chasing the Doctor. Plus: they were running in your direction.
“Doctor!” You screamed at the closer coming man, which made him raise his head in surprise.
“YN/N?!” Even though he was still pretty far away, he recognized you and you could see a smile flash over his face.
“Ehrm, Y/N…” Sam seemed to be concerned. “Maybe we shouldn´t stay here like this…”
“Yeah Sam´s right…they don´t look like they´re after him to invite him for tea.”
When the Doctor had reached you, he confirmed this theory.
“Run!” was the only thing he screamed, grabbing your hand as he run past you and dragging you along as fast as possible but you could have sworn that he actually smiled. Why did your meetings always result in running? Not that you didn´t enjoy it though.
The Winchesters exchanged worried looks before they decided to follow you as well. Some minutes later, the four of you stood inside the Tardis and tried to catch your breath. Sam and Dean had already been confused when they followed you inside the blue phone box, but now that you and the Doctor started laughing without visible reason, they were completely perplex.
As a welcome, the doctor pulled you in a deep hug, making you smile wide and hum happily. When you took a step back your eyes fell upon something unbelievable adorable.
“My god! Ain´t you cute!?” You added a delightful squeal.
“Oh yeah, do you think? I know I am quite…oh.” At first the Doctor seemed highly flattered, then he noticed that it wasn´t he you were talking about and he appeared to be disappointed.
You were staring at something that was inside his jackets pocket; a small, white figure, pretty similar to a marshmallow.
“But Doctor…why is there an Adipose in your pocket?”
“They must accidentally have left him back, I…what are you doing?”
You had taken the small guy out of the pocket and were holding him now, slightly patting his head, which he seemed to enjoy.
“Y/N, you cannot keep him.” You looked back at the doctor with pleading eyes but he just gave you a cold look.
“But…but look at him! He is so cute, and all alone and helpless?!”
“Y/N, you…wait, who are they?”
Finally, he seemed to have noticed the Winchesters, who have been standing next to you for the past few minutes…staring at the two of you and not believing what was happening in front of them.
“Ah yeah, nearly forgot this, they…we need your help.”
“Doctor, I may introduce Sam and Dean Winchester. Sam, Dean, I may introduce the Doctor.”
The Doctor seemed to recognize them.
“Sam and…Win…oh no. Really?”
You nodded shortly when Sam laid his hand on your shoulder in confusion.
“Y/N…do you mean…the Doctor as in the Doctor? And is it...is this…the Tardis?”
Yes, Sam indeed was a huge Nerd. Once again, you nodded and Sam looked at you in awe, quickly turning around to the Doctor and shaking his hand.
“I am…I am honored. This is…I…”
“Honor´s all mine Mr. Winchester.”
Dean interrupted them, now even more confused.
“The Doctor? Doctor who?”
“I ehrm…” you quickly decided to interfere. “I will explain this later, okay? For now it is more important, that…ouch!” You suddenly felt a sharp pain in your thumb and when you looked down, you saw the Adipose looking up at you with an innocent smile.
“Did this thing just bite you?” Dean looked at the small guy in shock, while the Doctor shook his head disapprovingly.
“He is not a thing!”
“Sorry? I mean have you looked at it?”
“Well, you humans aren´t the prettiest species around either.”
Their exchange of words made you and Sam giggle slightly, while Dean just started to desperate completely.
“But well…” The Tenth remembered the original problem about the Adipose being with them. “Since whatever you need seems to be urgent …Maybe, we should keep him here meanwhile. I can take him home afterwards.”
“So can I at least give him a name?” You tried your luck again, this time the Timelord sighed heavily before nodding.
“But no keeping.”
“Okay! Hm I think…Adam will do fine!”
“Well he is small, cute and left behind?”
The Doctor shook his head with a faint smile that seemed to say, “well if you are happy now”, while both Sam and Dean turned around at you with shock in their eyes.
This was the moment, you noticed that you had been talking before thinking…again. …damn it. You hadn´t told the Winchesters about “Supernatural” and you had no intention of doing so.
“Yeah, you know…” You quickly needed an explanation. “In supermarkets there are codes the staff uses via the loudspeakers; Code Adam stands for a lost child. Also it sounds nice, “Adam the Adipose” has a nice ring to it, eh?”
The Boys didn´t seem quite happy about your answer, but there were more urgent problems to talk about.
“So, about your problem…”
The Doctor was interrupted by a loud crash; something was hitting against the door of the Tardis. You exchanged worried looks.
“Doctor…I don´t want to press, but… whatever might be the reason that those people are behind you…”
“Yeah, yeah I understand! Quick away from here…where do we have to go anyways? Or rather when?”
“Well that´s the thing…” You pulled out your pocket watch and gave it to him, ignoring the continuous knocks on the door.
“Do you think you could connect the Tardis to my watch? We need to go to their universe…we need to travel back a few centuries there.”
“So you do not need me but only my Tardis?” He pouted at you but you gave him a playful hit on the shoulder.
“Alright, alright, I am working on it!” The knocks became even louder and you could hear someone screaming but you could recognize neither the voice, nor what it was screaming.
The row outside made you and the hunters really uncomfortable so all of you were more than happy when the Tardis finally seemed to move.
When you arrived at your destination and left the Tardis you quickly entered the motel being more than relieved to see Castiel exactly where you had left him.
“Wow, good you even brought us in the correct time!”
The Doctor seemed offended, while Dean gave Cas a confused glance; the angel was standing exactly where he has been before.
“Cas…you know that “wait here” does not mean that you have to wait exactly here… you could have been at least sitting down.”
“I am aware of the meaning of “wait here”, Dean.”
“If I may interrupt you,” the Doctor rubbed his hands enthusiastically.
“So with what exactly can I help you?”
Some ten minutes later, you had explained most of the problem. The Doctor listened attentive while you were talking while the Winchesters interrupted you every once in a while to add a detail you had left out.
“So to say it short: You bring us back, we get the box, fulfil the trials, destroy the other box and everything is solved.”
“Wait…” Dean hasn´t talked very much within the last hour but now he looked at you distrusting.
“You didn´t mention any trials.”
“I… oh. Sorry. Must´ve forgotten about it. I don´t know what this trials are exactly, maybe that´s the reason.” You smiled excusing, you honestly had forgotten about it.
“So, what are we waiting for? We only need…ehrm Y/N?”
“Why did you bring him along?”
You looked down, wondering what he was looking at when you noticed that Adam, the Adipose, had started climbing out of your jacket´s pocket.
“I couldn´t leave him in the Tardis! He might get hurt in this mess.” You complained. Indeed this Phone box was like the inside of a very messy computer: cables everywhere, sharp edges open sources of voltage…this box basically was a death trap for children.
The Doctor seemed offended that you had called his Tardis a mess but seemed to get your point.
“So we can´t leave him in the Tardis, but we can´t take him with us either, this is far too dangerous.”
This was true but you could…
“Who is this?” All the time Castiel has been standing there, listening attentively but silent. Now he had stepped closer and was obeying the little creature that was climbing up the outside of your, well actually it had originally belonged to Watson, Jacket.
“Ah Cas!” You made a step towards him but so unexpected and quickly that he froze in his movements and narrowed his eyes.
“You can babysit him!”
Sam looked concerned, Dean started giggling hysterically and the Angel himself was plain confused.
“Y/N, why do you want me…?”
“No, no. I don´t want you to actually sit on him. Babysitting means looking after the baby while we are gone. You just have to watch over him, take care that he doesn´t get hurt or sick and maybe feed him when he´s hungry.”
“Wow, this really is a brilliant plan.” Dean was still giggling but you shot him a glare.
“I can do this.” The Angel announced, probably annoyed by Deans lack of trust in his skills.
“I trust him and unless you have any better ideas, squirrel.”
Dean was the one of the brothers, who still seemed to distrust you slightly, most likely, because they had met you with Crowley and because you had refused to talk about your relation to him, and that you used said demons nickname for him didn´t help your relationship at all. Somehow, you had the feeling that he still thought you were a demon…hilarious but bothersome nevertheless. You would do something against this later on.
The time to leave has come. You quickly introduced Adam and Cas to each other, the Adipose seemed to enjoy the big pockets of Cas´ Trenchcoat and the company of the angel in general while Cas was fascinated by the small creature, which was so different from everything he has ever seen before. At least he approved of the name you had chosen for your new godchild. After making him promising you at minimum twenty times that he would take good care of him, the Doctor finally managed to pull you away from him, out of the Motel and into the Tardis where the Winchesters were already waiting, after getting some of their weapons out of the Impala.
“So, we got everything? Everybody ready? Ancient Greece was it, correct?”
Both of the Winchesters nodded, but upon his last words you remembered a few things.
“Yes, but…two things before we leave. First…ancient Greece. But the problem is where exactly in Greece?”
“Ah no problem, I know where Pandora´s box has been buried.”
“I…okay I´m not even gonna ask.” Dean said exactly what you were thinking.
“And the second thing?”
“Yeah, not such important but still: I never received an answer at my text message. You said that the two of you got of the woods…but where did you lose Jack afterwards?”
“Oh Jack yeah, oh…OH.” His face was suddenly filled with horrified realization and you had to suppress your laughter.
“Doctor…the knocking against the door of the Tardis earlier…You didn´t just forget Jack in London, did you?”
The man just ducked his head a bit, before he tilted his head slightly.
You mumbled a short “unchangeable” before you shook it off.
“Alright, we will pick him up afterwards, we have a time machine after all so he doesn´t actually have to wait.”
“Well then, now since this is sorted out…”
He pushed a few buttons, pulled some levers and you heard the familiar sound of the Tardis taking off.