Wings aren't Just for Flying

A/N Alright so new Fanfic! This one will be longer and hopefully better than the last one I'm not functioning on Twist and Shout feels so there may not be any sadness maybe lol alright so this more of a season 10 maybe fic. Who else saw that promo? All I can say is I'm excited! Some dialougue I took from the preview and I own none of it.

Chapter 1

Dean Winchester and Crowley sat on two barstools Dean had a beer in his hand Crowley a glass of Whiskey.

"Think about it The King of Hell, Dean Winchester by his side, together we make the perfect Hell". Crowley said taking a drink of his whiskey, all Dean did was smirk and stand up.

"Alright karaoke people free mic whose going to take it?" The MC said waving a microphone around in front of him like lighter at a concert, a guy was faster than Dean but Dean was stronger he punched him in the face and took the microphone away from him. Telling the person what song he wanted he held his beer between his index finger and thumb on his left hand the microphone in his right.

"Back in black I hit the sack I been too long I'm glad to be back Yes I am Let loose from the noose
That's kept me hanging about I keep looking at the sky cause it's gettin' me high Forget the hearse cause I'll never die I got nine lives cat's eyes Using every one of them and runnin' wild Cause I'm back Yes I'm back well I'm back Yes I'm back Well I'm back back Well I'm back in black
Yes I'm back in black Back in the back of a Cadillac, Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack Yes I am in bang with the gang They gotta catch me if they want me to hang Cause I'm back on the track amd I'm beatin' the flack Nobody's gonna get me on another rap So look at me now I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck just get out of my way Cause I'm back Yes I'm back Well I'm back
Yes I'm back Well I'm back back Well I'm back in black Yes I'm back in black". The crowd booed but Dean didn't care he just kept singing until he was done and then he sat down next to Crowley, took a drink of his beer and set it down.

"I'm sorry a Knight of Hell working for a glorified sales man? Not really my thing buckaroo". Dean said as he remembered back in his human days how amazing he looked with a crown.

"You Winchesters are all the same, blatant lack of authority is what's wrong with you, may I'll just call moose and tell him where we are and he can knock some sense into you". Crowley said taking a drink of his whiskey, he was suddenly pushed into a wall Dean's face inches from his a growl in Dean's throat, his newly acquired black eyes shone with hatred.

"Don't you dare tell Sam anything the whole purpose of this Vegas trip was to as you so kindly put it 'take a howl at the moon' well I am, you know that I could kill you easily so don't test me because I won't hesitate to disembowel you". Dean pushed off the wall and walked up to a pretty lady with blonde hair he took her by the arm and led her out of the bar, Crowley could hear the distinct rumble of the Impala's engine as it revved and drove down the road.

Sam Winchester finished tying his tie with sure fingers, remembering the time that Dean taught him how, the one memory of his brother tugged at his heart strings wanting to make him cry all over again, Dean was gone and all the leads Sam were getting were telling him the same thing, his brother was a demon, or at least possessed by one. He sighed and grabbed his fake badge heading out of the motel room door on his way to find his brother.

A security camera is how he first locates his brother in Nevada, a gas station clerk was beaten up by a man in his mid- thirties wearing a baseball cap and a matching black shirt, Sam watched the video and couldn't believe his eyes, Dean was beating the clerk and knocking him into shelves, it almost hurt to watch. Sam closed his laptop and walked into the store.

"Well did he say anything to you?" Sam asked the other clerk, he looked up at Sam and over at his badge with a sigh he nodded.

"Where's the He said typing away at his computer, this demon that was inside his brother was too much like Dean himself except the beating people half to death, Sam sighed and brushed his hair back he could almost hear Dean telling him he needed to cut it.

"Thank you, uh do you know where he was headed?" Sam asked the clerk, the young guy thought for a moment.

"No I didn't hear where he was going but he was with some guy in a black suit and a British accent". Of course he was with Crowley why did this not surprise Sam? Crowley was behind this he made Dean get the Mark of Cain that started all this, he let Dean out of the Panic Room in the Bunker.

"Thank you for your time". Sam smiled stiffly and left getting in his rental car and driving up to the next lead, in Vegas, memories of times spent in Vegas, both good and bad, the bad being when he got hit with a love potion and forced to marry Becky, the good being when Dean and him playing pool and drinking beer. With a sigh Sam got on the freeway and drove to where he could hopefully find Dean or at the very least Crowley.

Dean Winchester was having the time of his life, that guilt and sadness that weighed him down since his Dad sold his soul for him? Gone, the burning desire to save people? So gone that Dean doesn't care about people, past, present or future. Wait he takes that back it seems that there is one person who Dean can't stop thinking of, he doesn't know if it's love (which demons shouldn't feel), or hatred all he knows is its annoying, that stupid angel Castiel.

Like know Dean laid in a bed next some random girl from a bar, he was going to kill her but a few good rounds in the sack shouldn't hurt anyone he's supposed to be "Howling at the moon" right? Well he's howling, but still his mind wanders back to human thoughts. He gritted his teeth in anger, and forced his mind away from imagines of Sam crying over his dead body. Crowley appeared in the room a frown on his face, Dean sighed and looked over at the girl giving Crowley a look that obviously said to leave.

"Dean we need to go a little birdy told me your sasquatch of a brother is on his way here". Dean looked up at the ceiling and groaned.

"Bitch". He told Crowley remembering the times he said the same thing to Sam.

"Jerk". Crowley replied throwing Dean his clothes, Dean grabbed them with a scowl and got dressed quickly but not before taking a blade that he kept with him (not the First Blade) and slit the girl's throat, he cleaned the blood off on his jeans and walked out the door with a smile.

Sam looked up at the hotel, rich and fancy, Crowley's style not Dean's, "How well are you sure you know your brother?" A tiny voice in his head asked he shook it off and walked into the front of the hotel.

"Have you seen either of these men?" He asked the receptionist, she looked at the pictures he held up and shook her head.

"Sorry can't say I have". She said almost too quickly, Sam grabbed the holy water that was at his side and carefully, but quickly undid the cap tossing it at her and let the water touch her hand, she hissed in pain, and ran off Sam chased her as fast as his long legs could carry him finally trapping her in a corner he stabbed at her side and carried her limp body off to the woods.

After cuffing her to the tree Sam waited until she was awake to start torturing her, she stirred and her eyes popped open she spit at Sam, but he moved away.

"Tell me what you know about my brother". Sam demanded loudly she smiled at him.

"I know he's with Crowley, I know he's having the time of his life, I know a Winchester is one of us and I know he's really good in the sack". She said with a smirk, Sam took Ruby's knife and dug it into her side twisting it around. Relishing the way she screamed in pain.

"Where's my brother!" He yelled at her, she laughed through the pain and spit blood out of her mouth.

"Vegas their hitting up every bar and casino here you can usually find Dean doing karaoke, and leaving a trail of dead people in his wake". She said looking down. Sam was confused why would she tell him anything, he was expecting to have to carve a little more

"Wondering why I told you? Dean has henchmen in the hotels after he leaves to tell him if anyone comes looking, but Crowley's orders are to get away from them and tell you everything except the exact location I'll tell you when your hot and cold but that's it". Sam groaned of course Crowley had to make things difficult.

"Get in the car and shut your trap got it?" Sam asked the demon as he pushed her forward she sighed.

"I don't know where he is until I call him so unless you want to make a donation?" Sam sighed and pulled the syringes out of the duffel he carried and rolled up his sleeve and inserted the needle drawing out blood and grabbed a bowl from the trunk he squirted the blood into the bowl and handed it to the demon.

The demon smiled at him and chanted a slow incantation, the blood spun and glowed before a dial tone was heard Sam rolled his eyes at the demon who chuckled at him.

"This is Tamera, requesting an audience with Crowley". She spoke, it was silent for a minute before Crowley's voice was heard in the cup.

"Tamera, love did moose finally catch up with you?" He asked Sam clenched his fists in anger.

"You can say that give me a street that you're on". She said, Sam heard Crowley huff in annoyance, Sam could faintly