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So this multi-chapter idea is going to be really weird. I warn you. My muse, who lives in my hair and who goes by the name of Captain Valefor, has been driving me up the wall with ideas! So you can thank him for this one…

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Plot: Dean wakes up to discover he has wings! But not just any wings…

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Chapter 25: Dust in the Wind; Part One:

Dean groaned as he stretched out his arms and legs in the bed. Bones cracked in just the right places and his muscles loosened as he slumped back into place. He kept his eyes closed as the vague sunlight from the window across the room beamed on him.

He sighed and let everything relax again. That was when he felt something fall over the bare skin of his back. He felt his muscles twitch beneath the skin as something silky brushed against him. He knit his eyebrows and stretched his arm across the bed to feel for another body. He had thought Castiel was going to be away until later that night but he knew what he felt on his back couldn't be from the blankets. It was too warm and smooth…too light?

His eyelids fluttered open when he couldn't feel anyone beside him. He knit his eyebrows to see the empty spot beside him on the bed. Huh, that was weird. He swore he felt those wings. He sighed and sat up, stretching again in the process. His stomach flipped when he felt two more appendages reach out…he didn't know what they were but he knew that what he was feeling was not anything normal.

He whipped his head back to try and see what was there and his heart skipped a beat when he noticed shimmering and colorful dust flurry onto the white sheets below him.

"What the hell?" he breathed as he brushed a finger into the fine sparkling dust-like substance. It stuck to his finger and he lifted it to eye-level to get a closer look.

"What the hell?" he asked again. He wiped the dust onto his shirt and stood up. He could feel a foreign weight between his shoulder blades. He spun around again to get a look and his stomach almost hit the floor when he noticed the bright, sparkling and thin objects that seemed to be attached to him.

He turned lifted his arm over his shoulder to feel and possibly pull off whatever the hell someone taped to his back. He gasped when warmth shot through his entire body as his fingers brushed over the silky texture.

He blinked a few times and turned to the other bed where Sam was fast asleep. Dean gulped deeply, his heart pounding in his ribcage as he padded his way into the bathroom. He took a deep breath, praying he was wrong, before flicking the light switch on.

Sam's eyes popped open and he jumped out of the bed so fast the room spun when he heard a loud, ear-piercing shriek echo through the room. He quickly pulled the handgun out of the duffel bag and darted his eyes around the room. His stomach dropped when he noticed Dean wasn't in his bed.

"Dean?" he called, his stomach turning nervously.

He heard a long train of curses coming from the bathroom. Sam quickly held the gun at ready as he slowly walked over to the bathroom door. He gasped and his heart jumped so fast that he dropped the gun. A loud crack pierced through the room as a bullet burst into the wall.

Dean jumped at the sudden noise, another wave of cursing spilling from his lips as he turned furious emerald eyes to his brother.

Sam held his hand over his mouth as a grin spread across his face. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Dean was standing in front of the mirror with two, large translucent but still very bright colored fairy wings sprouting out of his back. Sam felt his stomach clench and his eyes burn as he tried to hold back laughter. He broke though when Dean spun and rainbow colored sparkly dust flew through the air. Oh yes, Sam broke out into a loud, uncontrollable laughter at his brother.

Dean was furious as he turned back to the mirror to see the wings jutting out from his upper back. He couldn't even comprehend what to think about them. He felt another wave of anger when he heard Sam laughing hysterically.

"Shut the hell up!" he snapped angrily.

Sam tried to stop but he couldn't when he noticed the fairy dust spilling onto the floor some more. After a moment, he realized he was hunched over on the floor, clutching his stomach as more waves of laughter spilled from his lips. His lungs felt like they were going to explode and he couldn't breathe but it was worth it to see the fiery rage in the man with fairy wings eyes.

"This isn't funny Sam!" Dean growled, reaching his hands behind his back to clasp a handful of the silky material. He yanked, trying to pull the wing out. He yelped when an agonizing pain ripped through his body.

"Whew…whew…I-I'm…" Sam chuckled holding his stomach "Y-your right, this isn't funny."

Dean whirled around again and Sam couldn't help but burst out in another laughing fit as those colorful wings flailed angrily behind Dean.

Dean ground his teeth and slammed the bathroom door shut.

Sam felt his eyes watering as another wave of hysterics took over when fairy dust shimmered in the breeze from the bathroom door slamming.

After a few moments, he was beginning to calm down. He needed to focus…something was definitely wrong…nobody just woke up with fairy wings. He took a calming breath before walking over to the laptop.

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After about 30 minutes, Sam was finally able to concentrate without laughing every time he saw Dean.

Dean paced around the room, his stomach turning and heart racing as he tried to think about what the hell was going on.

He paused when he felt a familiar breeze wash over his body except this time, it washed over his wings. His entire body stiffened and he felt his wings twitch at the sensation of euphoria bubbling into his body. He felt his skin get warm and tingling and his throat felt dry suddenly.

He turned to see Castiel standing there, his eyebrows knit and head tilted. One set of his wings were out, twitching a lot more than usual as he inspected Dean. Dean sighed in relief when he realized Castiel was not going to laugh at him like Sam did.

"What do you have on your back?" Castiel questioned, taking a step closer to the human with the sparkling fairy wings.

"I don't know," Dean growled irritably "I just woke up with the damn things."

Castiel tilted his head and closed the distance to get a better look "Are they real?" he asked curiously.

"I think so – woah Cas - " Dean hissed when he felt a wave of pleasure course through his veins as Castiel brushed fingers through the wings on his back. He quickly stumbled back, his body lit with lust and his stupid wings shaking stupid sparkles everywhere.

"They are definitely real," Castiel said with knit eyebrows. He felt his own wings twitching at the sight of Dean. He did not care that they were fairy wings…he honestly thought they were beautiful. And when he touched them…he gulped down the lump in his throat at the thought and his wings flailed in need.

"Do you know anything about something like this?" Sam asked, not moving his eyes off of Castiel. He wondered if the angel had his wings out but he couldn't see them. He was still ticked off about that; he wanted to see Gabriel's.

"Can you see them as well?" Castiel asked Sam.

Sam nodded and pressed his lips together to hold back more laughter. His stomach already hurt from doing it before.

"Oh shit…why didn't I think of that," Dean suddenly mumbled and Sam couldn't help but look in reponse. He felt his stomach clench in need to laugh again but he breathed it off "What?" he asked.

"Gabriel…you get your stupid feathery ass down here right now!" Dean shouted angrily at the ceiling.

Sam lifted his eyebrows. He honestly didn't even think about that but now it made sense…it did sound like something the Trickster would do to knock Dean off his big and manly high horse. He smirked and rolled his eyes "Gabriel…hey uh…it's Sam…we kinda need your assistance…" before he could finish, there was a gust of wind and another presence in the room.

Sam clenched his teeth, trying not to laugh when he saw more sparkles float around in the wind.

"How can I help ya' Sammy?" Gabriel asked, not even glancing at anyone else in the room.

Sam smiled despite himself. He liked the idea of Gabriel only responding to him. He bit down on his lip and pointed in Dean's direction.

Gabriel knit his eyebrows before turning to Dean. It only took a fraction of a second before Gabriel found himself hunched over in hysterical laughter as he stared at the wings sprouted from Dean's back. He had never seen anything so hilarious before in his life and he was the damn Trickster!

"Stop laughing," Castiel said, feeling annoyed at their immature behavior.

Sam started laughing the moment Gabriel did. There was no controlling it…when it was just Sam…yeah, he learned…but Gabriel…just thinking about what was running through that archangel's mind was enough to have Sam lose control again.

Dean ground his teeth and felt his blood begin to boil with anger.

"Haha! Their turning dark red!" Gabriel laughed, clutching his stomach and pointing at the darkening fairy wings.

"This is not funny, Gabby. I'm sick of your stupid games!" Dean growled, clenching his fists.

Sam and Gabriel finally started to calm down and decided to take this seriously "Okay okay," Sam said "Gabriel…you had your laugh."

Gabriel arched an eyebrow, looking from Sam to Dean "You think I did this?" he asked, seeming amused.

"Who else woulda' done this?" Dean asked, crossing his arms.

Gabriel chuckled and shook his head "No…I didn't do this. But damn I want to meet whoever did."

"What the Hell!" Dean sighed, falling back on the bed. He couldn't stand how they kept laughing at him. He ground his teeth and stood up.

"Okay…who did you piss off?" Gabriel asked, staring at the wings.

"What makes you think I pissed someone off," Dean muttered, grabbing his coat. He slid it on over his back and was thankful that it covered up the wings. The only problem was the itching and slightly burning pain that radiated from them being crumpled. He didn't care though. He just wanted to hide them from everything and everyone.

"Well, knowing who you are…I could guarantee you pissed someone off," Gabriel said.

Dean ground his teeth "Really? Are you…"

"-Do you think it could have to do with how you were abducted by the fairies once before?" Sam cut him off, trying to stop a fight from happening.

Dean paused and thought about it.

"You were taken by fairies before?" Castiel asked, surprised that he didn't know that information.

"That explains a lot," Gabriel grinned.

"Shut up Gabriel," Sam snapped "We have to take this seriously."

Dean sighed "I haven't had any problems with fairies before," he said "Haven't even seen one since."

"And I have never heard of a human turning fairy before," Castiel added "Dean, do you feel any different?"

"You mean besides the stupid sensitive wings on my back?" he asked. He groaned and paced to the other side of the room. "And my back is killing me."

"Maybe you shouldn't keep your wings under your jacket," Castiel suggested "I know it can be painful."

Dean shook his head "No…I don't think it's that. It like stings and itches on my lower back," he said.

"Well remember you did fall in that ditch last night," Sam said, remembering how Dean was shoved into it by the werewolf they were hunting.

"That's true," Dean said.

"Let me see," Castiel said, taking a step over to Dean.

Dean arched and eyebrow and stiffened a little when he felt an energy protruding from the angel. It wasn't like the normal warmth…it was more like an overwhelming sensation of warmth and tingling.

He allowed Castiel to lift up the bottom of his jacket and shirt. He gasped when he felt so tingling fingers brush against his skin, sending vibes through his whole body. Castiel was silent for a moment and Dean was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the angel on his knees behind him.

"This is odd," Castiel said, leaning his face in to inspect the small marking scattered across Dean's skin.

"What is it?" Dean asked, feeling nervous.

"Gabriel…come look at these," Castiel said, turning to the other angel.

Gabriel lifted his eyebrows and began to walk over.

"Get away from me," Dean snapped, moving away.

"Oh get over yourself. I'm trying to help here," Gabriel said, rolling his eyes.

"Please Dean. I need him to verify if I am seeing this correctly," Castiel said slowly, staring up at Dean.

Dean gulped deeply, trying not to think about the other things that angel could do on his knees like that. He felt his wings press tighter against his jacket and his cheeks flushed scarlet "Why can't you ask Sammy?"

"Just turn around," Gabriel said, sighing "Or I don't have to help you out. You can keep your little fairy wings. You would fit right in at the parades."

"Gabriel!" Castiel warned, irritation clear in his voice.

Gabriel sighed and Dean reluctantly turned so the angels could look at his lower back "So what do you think you see?"

Dean gasped and jumped up when he felt another energy rush through him and he instantly knew Gabriel touched him. It was much different than Castiel's energy and it tickled him. He felt Castiel hold onto his hip to keep him in place.

"What the hell, guys?" Dean growled.

"Wow…" Gabriel said "I've never seen anything like it."

Sam knit his eyebrows and leaned over beside Gabriel to look. He examined the lower back but he saw nothing but smooth skin "What are we looking at?"

"Those," Gabriel said "They look like little bite marks."

Sam glanced again "I don't see anything."

Gabriel and Castiel exchanged looks and both stood up.

"Bite marks?" Dean asked "Like ant bites or something?"

Castiel shook his head "No…they look like very tiny human teeth marks."

Dean lifted his eyebrows "You're joking?"

Castiel shook his head "No…I have no idea what they could be from."

Dean huffed "That's just peachy."

"We should call Bobby," Sam said "see if he knows anything about it."

"Great" Dean muttered "Just another person to make fun of the situation."

"Well…while you do that, I believe Castiel and I could try and be of some help," Gabriel said.

Castiel tilted his head and stared into those amused amber-gold eyes "How so?"

"Let's go take a trip to Avalon," Gabriel said, seeming highly intrigued about the situation.

"You know that's very dangerous, Gabriel," Castiel said "We could get killed."

"Do you want to know why your little Deano has fairy wings? Because I could personally care less," Gabriel said, crossing his arms.

"You can do that?" Sam asked "Enter a different realm?"

"We are already from a different realm," Gabriel noted "C'mon Cas. We will get Michael or Lucifer to tag along. You know how we work better in groups."

Castiel sighed, not liking the idea but Gabriel had a point. That was one of the best ways to get information. He reluctantly nodded "Okay."

"Alright," Gabriel said, turning to Sam.

Sam felt his stomach turn and a fluttering in his chest when his eyes met with those golden amber orbs. For a moment, he felt like he was going to melt in them. He took a deep breath when he felt the short angel wrap his arms around him. He tightened his arms around Gabriel and closed his eyes to just relish in the moment.

Dean arched an eyebrow at Sam and furrowed his eyebrows when he noticed something like a vague, almost clear coloring surrounding his brother. He decided to ignore it, assuming it was just a side effect from whatever was going on with him. He turned to Castiel, whose large, inhuman blue eyes were surprisingly just a few inches from him. He sucked in a breath and felt his skin tingle with the energetic scent that protruded from his angel. He instantly closed his arms around Castiel and entwined his hands into those perfect wings. He felt his muscles stiffen again at the brilliant sensation passing through him. It was as though the euphoria and warmth was multiplied by a thousand. He felt Castiel shudder in his arms and wondered what it felt like to him.

"I will help you, Dean. I will fix this for you," Castiel whispered, his warm and sweet angelic breath washing over Dean's lips.

Dean shivered this time and he instantly locked his lips with the angel's. He closed his eyes as he passionately kissed his angel.

"Okay," Gabriel said "Enough love birds. Castiel, we must go before the situation gets worse."

Castiel reluctantly pulled away and gave Dean a nod before flying up to Heaven with Gabriel.

Dean turned to Sam again and noticed the strange coloring around him. It wasn't exactly a color…just like something that he had never seen before but he ignored it once more. He didn't need them to have another way to tease him.

"You ready to go to Bobby's?" Sam asked.

Dean nodded and felt his wings twitch beneath the jacket. One thing he was sure of…having wings sucked.

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So this is going to be a lot of parts…not sure just how many but again, my muse is being crazy. I'll see what happens as I go on.

ALSO I need your advice.

How many of you would like to read about Avalon? I was thinking of going into the angels' POVs of being there and describing Avalon in a way that I would think would be beautifully awesome. Who else would like to read about it? Also, is there anyone who think he should get tiny like a Tink?