Wings (Destiel- Supernatural AU)

Gay-Wad in a Trench Coat

A/N: Hi guys! I'm back. School has been hell, but it's summer now! More time to write stories, eat ice-cream, and... Be... Alone... ಥ﹏ಥ ANYWAYS! I'm gonna be writing more, and probably start writing a new story. I know, I know. You're probably thinking, "What about this one? You just started writing it! What the hell???" There is no need to worry. If and when I do start writing another story, I'll still update this one as frequently as I can. Thanks for reading - Snakeinahat

CASTIEL'S POV

After grabbing a machete, I "poofed" Dean and myself to the opera house. I walked up to the door, Dean following. Placing my hand on the doorknob, I looked back at him, and he nodded. I opened the door. It was dark inside, but I could see fine. I heard Dean stumbling around behind me. I looked around, and noticed a dim light radiating through a doorway to another room. "I think we should look in there." I pointed towards the faint glow. I then realized that he couldn't see where I was pointing, and he hadn't noticed the light. I grabbed his wrist, and lead him towards the light. The light inside the room was, as I said, dim. Extremely so, to say the least. Dean bumped into me, and mumbled a small, "sorry."

Suddenly, the lights turned on. I was unfazed, Dean on the other hand jumped back, startled. In the process, he tripped over a box. He would have fallen, if it wasn't for me catching him. I looked down, him in my arms. Dean was blushing slightly, but I didn't know why. We awkwardly stood together, him in my arms, blushing. Kind of cute. The moment was ruined when we heard a shout from the other side of the room. "HA! GAAAAAAY!" I nearly dropped Dean, and looked towards the source of the sound. A man was standing near a light switch, his hand still hovering over it. We seperated and stood looking at him. Me scratching my neck awkwardly, and Dean looking pissed.

DEAN'S POV

Cas let go of me, and stood up straight, scratching the back of his neck. Damn. I was kind of enjoying that. Looking at the man, I recognized him. He was one of the vampires from earlier. "Where the hell is my brother?" I was gonna get answers from him. "Where are your other little friends?" He chuckled, looking at the two of us. "Them, along with your brother are long gone. Probably out of town by now. They're heading to Corpus Christi. Too bad I have to kill you before you can rescue him." Well, that pissed me off. "You sonofabitch. Cas. Get him." Cas turned and looked at me in surprise. "Me?" I sighed, looking at him. "Yes Cas. You." Cas looked at the vampire. "Ok..." He looked confused. "Use your angel-y powers or somethin." Until then, the vampire had been standing there smiling. He suddenly stopped, looking at Cas. "Wait. You mean to tell me, that this gay-wad in a trench coat is an angel?" We both turned to look at him. "Yeah. An angel who is about to kick your ass. Right Cas?" I handed Cas the machete. He looked from it, to me, then back again, and nodded. He disappeared, only to reappear behind the vampire. "HOLY FUCK!" The vampire turned, wide-eyed. There was a sudden "SLICE" and the glint of the machete. Cas stood there, vampire head and body at his feet, and blood on his trench coat. Kinda hot. Wat. No. Nevermind. "Well, that's taken care of. Looks like we're headin to Corpus Christi."