First things first. I have written this fanfic for my real life best Friend :) Some Destiel fluff if you want to call it that way, but Well i hope you will like it sweetheart and i wish you a very happy birthday. And again i am so very sorry for grammer/spelling mistakes. Hope you like it :).
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It is part of her birthday gift.
I will see you on wednesday *smirks*
Angel Feathers
Prologue
It was one of those rare days where Dean and Sam Winchester got a little distance from their awful life as a monster hunter.
The sun was in a cloudless blue sky, it was pleasantly warm and a gentle breeze was blowing.
The perfect day.
While Sam already got a motel room for the night, Dean was just about to check their equipment, which was hidden in a secret compartment in the trunk of his Impala.
It was all there, except for one thing...
„Hey Dean!"
The older Winchester spun around when he heard his name and a little later his little brother Sam was at his side, in his hand he held their motel room keys.
"Hey Sam. Did you get us a good room?"
"Yes, and do you know what the best part is?"
"We share a king size bed?"
„Dean!"
The older man laughed at his brother and poked him in the side.
"Sorry Sammy, but I couldn't resist."
"Very funny, ha, ha. What I meant to say: The room is huge compared to the last motel rooms we had and it's cheap."
"That sounds like music to my ears, " it came from Dean and a small smile appeared on his lips as he spoke.
Without even losing another word, he closed the trunk of his Impala.
"What about our equipment?" Sam asked.
"Pretty good as far. We have enough holy water, silver bullets, our demon dagger...but I think it's missing something."
Sam quirked up his eyebrow.
„So? And that would be?"
Dean leaned against the car and looked at his brother.
"I have read some of Bobby's books whenever I had the time to do and I have found some very interesting spells."
„And?"
"There's only one catch."
„That would be?"
"For these spells, you need the feather of an angel."
"What? But I thought you would have been the first hunter ever who has seen an angel? How is that possible?"
"That's what I thought as well Sammy. But I thought to myself that I could ask Cas if he would give us a few of his feathers. I mean, he has more than enough of them. He won't miss a handfull of them."
Sam grinned and shook his head, as if involuntarily crept images in his head.
Images in which a desperate Dean hunt a completely confused angel and tried to pluck a feather from his wing.
„And you think that's a good idea?"
Now it was Dean's turn to give his brother a questioning look.
"Sure, why not?"
"Dude, do i need to remind you what happened last time when Cas showed us his wings? We both tickled him to tears when we found out how sensitive they are. I don't think he will ever show us them again and even if that were so, I don't think that he would allow us to touch them ever again let alone tear out a feather."
"If you say it that way then it sounds like real torture. I don't want to pluck out one of the big feathers. Only a veeeeeery small feather. He will not even notice that."
„What makes you so sure?"
"Let that be my concern Sammy."
Sam sighed and ran a hand through his face.
If his brother had set his mind on something, then he would pull through at any cost.
"Well, if you really want to do that...fine. But just leave me out of there."
"What do you mean? You don't want to help me?"
"Oh no, no, no. You talk to Cas and I will get us something to eat. It was your idea, so you're going to do that all alone. I for myself will definitely not mess with an angel of the lord."
"You are such a spoilsport. He will not kill us."
„Don't be so sure about that…"
"Oh Sam, what you always think..."
"I do know what is good for me and my health. So, you talk to him and I'll leave. Oh and one more thing: I'll take my time~."
Dean grumbled as Sam had spoken the last words with a sardonic grin on his face and without another word to lose the younger Winchester turned around, grabbed the car keys and got into the Impala.
Dean look after his car for a few more seconds, before he turned around with a deep and long sigh and went back to the motel.
He would prove Sam that he was able to convince Castiel to give him one of his feathers.
After all, he was Dean Winchester.
He got everything he wanted...