Pairings/characters: no pairing, Dean, Castiel, Sam, Ruby

this is meant to be funny.

Disclaimer: not owned, just adored

Warnings: not Ruby bashing, other than that,none that i'm aware of, if you see something let me know.

Summary: All Sam could think was W......T.....F.

Sam got the text from Dean while he was having a coffee with Ruby, the message was simple, gone with Castiel, Tarmin's run, powerful demon, may need backup.

Sam and Ruby both finished their drinks and headed for the car, driving as fast as he could Sam, got them there in record time, but they couldn't hear any noise that would indicate a fight, suddenly a old man stumbled towards them.

"He's a demon Sam."

"Thanks Ruby, Will the knife work on him?"

"Yes."

Ruby passed the knife to Sam, Dean and Castiel had finally trusted her enough to allow her to stay, even though Uriel popped in every now and then to threaten her and Sam with a good smiting if they did anything wrong.

Waiting until the demon was close, Sam brought the blade up from behind his back and thrust it through his skull, it was a clean kill.

That done, they both walked towards the only house they could see, Sam went in first, one of the concessions Ruby had made with Castiel and Dean, was not to use her demonic powers unless she didn't have a choice, Sam stopped suddenly, peering around him she saw what he had just seen, both Dean and Castiel's clothes were on the ground, but there was no sign of their former occupants.

Suddenly Castiel's distinctive trench coat moved, seemingly of it's own accord, then Dean's clothes did the same, raising his gun, Sam went towards Dean's seemingly possessed Jacket, using the muzzle, he lifted it up to reveal.

"MEW" a tiny black kitten, with green eyes, and a easily recognizable white hand-shaped mark on it's shoulder.

"Dean, Dean is that you."

"MEOW."

Yep it was Dean, no normal cat could sound that pissy.

"Ruby, check Castiel."

Ruby went to the other pile of clothing.

"MROW."

"Uh, Sam, I think you'd better see this."

"So Castiel's a Cat to."

"Yes, but Sam, I really think you should see this."

"Alright, just let me pick Dean up."

Having gotten His kittenified brother securely wrapped in his leather jacket, Sam went over to see what had gotten Ruby so worked up. The now feline version of the angel, was also black, his blue eyes matched what his human eyes used to look like, much as Dean's had, then Sam noticed what Ruby had wanted him to see.

"Are those...."

"Yep."

"Your sure."

"Yep."

"Wow."

"I know."

There, on the angels back, sat the whitest, fluffiest, cutest little wings.

"I don't think we'll be able to let them out much, I mean who's ever heard of a winged cat.