Chapter 33: Wing Of An Angel

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This was the 12th angel they had tried to cut the wings off of.
Sam and Dean had just told her that they needed some of the feathers for a spell. She had believed them.
Which she was now regretting as Dean hacked the wings off of one of the unnamed Angels they had been lucky enough to find, let alone trap. It was screaming bloody murder, trembling on the floor as Dean cut through another section at the base of its feathery appendages. Sam had to hold Beth back, as she looked as if she was about to skin Dean alive for doing this.
Both wings landed limply on the ground, and the angel collapsed, his body falling to the floor, still trembling.
Lizbeth broke free of Sam's grasp and ran to help it, yet Dean held her away.
An angel had lost his wings.
If only Beth knew it was so she could gain her own.
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They had covered the bleeding wings with clean towels, and roped them together, before stuffing them into the trunk of the impala. They sent Beth out to buy some food, and summoned Crowley once more.
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Dean pushed the wings into the Devils trap Crowley was standing in.
"Excellent." Crowley picked one up, "And how is your little fallen angel of a sister dealing with the news?"
"We haven't told her." Sam crossed his arms over his chest.
"How could you not tell her she's a bloody angel?!" Crowley hissed.
"We're going to tell her in a few days."
Crowley left.

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