Well! Oh me goodness am I on a ROLL! I cannot believe how quickly I wrote this chapter! Three chapters in one day!

Seriously you are all so amazing! Thank so much for the reviews! They really are inspiring the speed at which these are coming out! I just get so excited when I see them posted. EEPS! You're amazing…legendepic…all of the other good stuff. So…a few things you'll need to know.

Michael and Lucifer may seem off character in this but I just really wanted to add something in about each of them…I mean, Lucifer cannot be an assbutt 24/7…if he was then why would he be allowed out of the cage?

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Chapter 32: Dust in the Wind; Part 8:

Sam felt the intense wave of fear seep into him as he clutched the shotgun with shaky hands. He quickly slid his hand into his pocket to pull out the demon killing knife and gripped it tight.

Gabriel felt a wave of anger pierce through him, instantly heightening his powers as the hounds and demons closed in. Immediately, he jumped through the air, impaling his wings into a few of the demons, causing white lights to shine through as he made his way over to Sam.

Sam backed slightly in surprise when he felt his body smash into the floor by an invisible force that he instantly knew was a hellhound the moment he felt the hot, dank breath on his face. He winced and cried out in pain when he felt a claw begin to dig into his skin as he swung his blade back and forth, trying to slice at the force he couldn't see.

"Cover your eyes!" Gabriel shouted and Sam instantly obeyed, shielding his eyes with his forearm. He could literally feel the wave of white hot light and the hound fell limp over his body. He quickly jumped to his feet, pushing off the body in the process. He was surprised to find himself immediately covered by something else he couldn't see. It was warm and thick and filled with a vibration of power that he knew instantly was Gabriel's wings.

Gabriel curled his wings behind him to cover Sam entirely as he swung his angel killing blade in one hand at the hounds and smote demons with his other hand. He scanned through the darkness of the room to see all six of Michael's bright, blue and silver wings unfurled, radiating a soft light so the area around him was visible. He had always loved to watch Michael in battle. He was so strategic and powerful.

Balthazar was smiting demons easily as they barreled after him but he hissed out in pain when he felt one of them drag its nails through his wings, tearing them like shredding paper. He tried to shove it off but all it took was that moment of distraction before he was thrown to the ground by a few more. He cried out when he felt them pulling his wings on either side, trying to tear them off.

He gasped in relief when he felt them release and he turned his eyes up to see Adeline hovered in the air, her wings glowing as they beat rapidly. She was throwing out a purple energy that sent the demons to fry to the ground around him.

Balthazar jumped up, limping from the torn wings as he went back to work on smiting.

Bobby jumped back in surprise when he noticed Lucifer lunge in front of him. He was about to defend himself from the archangel but froze for a moment when he noticed Lucifer stand upright, facing ahead, his back turned to the hunter. Bobby flinched slightly when he felt some sort of power radiating around him. After a second of confusion, he slid his hand into his pocket to pull out a bottle of holy water. He flung it at one of the demons who jumped over Lucifer to charge at him.

The demon growled and fell on top of the archangel, who grabbed it by its throat. A white light indicated that it was dead as it collapsed on the ground.

Castiel curled more protectively over Dean's body as almost ten demons closed in on them at the same time, each staring at Dean like he was a prized possession. Castiel smote the demons and sliced them with the razor-ends of his wings.

He turned to see the rest of the angels in the room, each occupied in fighting the demons and trying to protect the humans. He was literally in shock when he noticed Lucifer's wings curled somewhat around Bobby protectively. He had never once seen Lucifer try and protect anyone but himself. He returned his attention back when he felt a demon latch onto his wing. He instantly pressed a hand to its forehead and it fell to the floor.

Crowley scanned through the waves of demons and hellhounds and the bright, white lights of them being killed. He didn't care much about that…he was going to get what he came there for and that would be Dean Winchester.

He knew instantly to find Castiel. He ducked as a white light shot at him from Balthazar and he growled and sent a wave of fire at him.

"Hey look!" the hallucination said excitedly "It's me! Damn I look good."

Crowley quickly darted his eyes over as he beckoned a few hounds to protect him. His jaw dropped to see Lucifer fighting off demons, his six large, arched wings stretched. Two of them were somewhat around Bobby Singer while the other four worked through slicing through demons. He turned back to see the hallucination grinning before skipping over to the other Lucifer.

Lucifer paused for a moment when he sensed something familiar around him. It was odd and he couldn't figure it out. He darted his eyes around in confusion for the source. He jumped in surprise when he felt a gunshot whizz by his head. He snapped back to reality when he noticed the demon about to grab him…luckily the hunter distracted it for a moment. He returned to the fight, noticing the piles of demons lying on the floor in lifeless heaps. They were indeed winning.

Castiel growled when he noticed Crowley turn his eyes to him.

Crowley shrugged off seeing two Lucifers…he would deal with that later. Instead, he turned around and smirked when his eyes set on the prize. Castiel stood just beside the couch, his wings upon a form that lay there. He knew it was Dean and he could also see that Dean was on the verge of death. Oh, this was getting sweeter by the minute. He lunged forward, knocking the angel onto the floor on his back.

Castiel snarled like an animal and his wings flailed as he shoved Crowley off. The King of Hell stumbled back and fell over as the angel pounced on him like a mountain lion.

Castiel felt the power radiating inside of him as he finally had Crowley down. He grinned as he lifted his hand, building up the grace he would need to take out the King of Hell.

He cried out in agony when he suddenly felt long, razorsharp teeth slam into the arches of his wings. He screamed in pain as he felt the bones crushing in the Hellhounds bite. He tried to throw them off but he suddenly felt the pressure of two more pounce on him and he could hear and feel the claws tearing through his feathers. He cried out in pain as he tried to move but more hounds circled in, each digging claws into his flesh and wings.

Crowley grinned at the bloody mess that was Castiel as he stood up. He brushed off his suit before turning his eyes to the dying Winchester on the couch. He grinned and leaned over and was immediately pleased to hear the heart pumping its last beat. He darted his eyes around to see almost all of his demons dying and he instantly shoved his hand deep into the Winchester on the couch.

Castiel could feel his body weakening at he stared through bloody eyes to see Crowley leaned over Dean. He shouted out for help and gasped when he felt Gabriel over him.

Gabriel felt his heart sink and his grace clench inside of him when he noticed Castiel's light fading. He quickly pushed Sam behind Lucifer and beside Bobby before he jumped over the demons to land beside the youngest archangel. He immediately began to fight off the hellhounds that had him pinned.

"Please, help Dean," Castiel croaked weakly but Gabriel ignored him.

"You're more important to me than him," he said simply driving the angel blade through the head of one of the hounds.

Lucifer gasped when he felt his body shoved onto the floor. He tried to stand up but found himself pinned by three white-eyed demons. He felt them grab onto his wings and start to tear at them.

"You turned on us for those pathetic angels," one of the demons snarled "we thought so much better of you."

"Go back to Hell," Lucifer spat, throwing off one of the white eyed demons. He was about to jump up when three more demons took the place of one.

Sam clutched the demon knife tightly as he dove forward, slamming it into the neck of one of the demons holding Lucifer down. The demon cried out and the light flickered inside of it for a moment before it collapsed.

He was about to stab the next one before he found himself flung across the room, slamming into Crowley.

Crowley smirked widely when the second Winchester just literally fell into his hands. He still had a hand latched onto the older Winchester. He was about to grab Sam when he noticed Gabriel storming over like a hurricane of power. Instead, he instantly vanished from the room, leaving Gabriel to glare around the room, his lips curled in a deep growl of anger.

Sam was about to speak when he was cut off by a cry that made his skin crawl. He turned his eyes to see Bobby unconscious on the floor but that wasn't what made the sound. Lucifer was lying on the floor, writhing in pain as two demons yanked on one of his wings. Blood was pooled across the floor beneath Lucifer as the wing was barely being held up. Another demon was sitting on his stomach, holding hands over his throat and Lucifer's body was glowing red with fire beneath the skin.

Michael instantly shot into attention when he heard Lucifer. His wings shot out, knocking over a few demons in the process as he stared at his dying brother. He felt the fury and fear building inside of him like a volcano and in an instant, he was by Lucifer's side, tearing the demons away and smiting them like flies.

"Oh no, cover your eyes," Gabriel suddenly said to Sam "NOW."

Sam instantly obeyed and Gabriel helped as he pushed the hunter's face into his shoulder. Bobby was already unconscious so he was good. Gabriel could see the power filling the eldest archangel up like a glass as the emotions poured from a usually emotionless being. This was going to be bad…for the demons at least.

Michael could feel the power building and building and there was no controlling it. He growled darkly as his wings began to lighten drastically, filling with archangel wrath as he hovered over his brother. A few of the demons started to back up, each feeling the power but before they could escape, the volcano inside Michael erupted. There was a blinding white light – even for Gabriel – as Michael's power shot out in every direction. Hot, searing beams shot through the room in a huge wave before smaller waves poured out like waves washing onto shore.

Gabriel opened his eyes from the light and once the room dimmed to normal, he was astonished to see every demon and hellhound that had been in the room, lying on the floor, dead as they could get, each with their eyes burned out of their skulls. He also noticed every one of the demons that had been surrounding the house with black smoke were gone.

He averted his eyes to Michael, who was lifting Lucifer up and clutching his wing, sending in waves of healing power. Lucifer groaned from the pain but it was soon being soothed by his older brother.

Castiel was slowly sitting up, his grace working to heal the parts of his body that were damaged. He instantly jumped over to Dean, whose body lay still upon the couch.

"Dean?" he asked, gently touching a hand to his shoulder to try and shake him awake. His stomach turned when he felt how cold Dean's body was.

"That could be the side effect," Adeline suddenly said and Castiel took a deep breath.

"Is there any way we can find out?" Gabriel asked, his wings twitching when he noticed Sam pulling away from him to see his brother.

Adeline shrugged "I have no idea. We usually just waited to see if the fae would wake," she said slowly.

Castiel took a deep breath and huffed out when Sam tried to push him away.

Sam glared darkly at the angel who wouldn't move. Castiel nodded after a moment and moved slightly to the side to allow Sam to be near his brother.

"Dean?" Sam asked, flinching when he felt the cold, stiff body. He quickly dipped his head down to check for a heartbeat or anything to indicate life inside the body; nothing.

"Check for his soul," Balthazar suggested as he straightened out the broken feathers on his wings.

Castiel nodded and slowly walked back over. He didn't even care if it would cause Dean pain. He wanted to know that he was alive. He leaned down beside Sam, who backed up slightly, his body landing in Gabriel's arms.

Castiel took a deep breath before slowly sliding his hand into Dean to feel for his soul. He closed his eyes to concentrate and his heart plummeted when he felt nothing but emptiness. He gulped deeply, trying to fight off the fear as he felt around some more; again, nothing…no response…no life inside the vessel that was Dean's body. He slowly pulled his hand out, his heart crushing in his chest. He couldn't move for a moment.

"Cas?" Sam asked, receiving nothing but silence "Castiel?"

Gabriel turned his eyes over to Balthazar, whose face was grim. He then turned to see Michael still healing Lucifer's wings…or trying as best as he could. Michael turned to Gabriel "Is Dean alive?"

Castiel slowly shook his head, trying to fight off the lump in his throat and the sting in his eyes.

"What!" Sam shouted "You killed my brother?" he felt the wave of guilt rush through him followed by agony. He instantly pulled from Gabriel's grip and shoved Castiel to the side as he kneeled beside his brother.

"We will find him and bring him back," Gabriel said, looking to Michael, who was helping Lucifer up to his feet. His wing was mended somewhat but still appeared like it would fall off if he moved the wrong way.

"Lucifer is going to have to stay here. He can't fly anywhere," Michael said, turning to Sam in specific. He then noticed Bobby lying on the floor amongst the scattered bodies of the dead demons. He leaned over and pressed two fingers to his forehead. Bobby gasped awake and sat up. He scanned the room for a moment, noticing how his house was demolished. All of the walls were torn down; glass, blood and bodies were littered across the floor.

"Balls," he muttered as he climbed back to his feet.

"You are not considering leaving me here with two hunters who want me dead?" Lucifer asked, arching an eyebrow at his brother.

"We don't have another choice," Michael said, turning to see Sam leaned over Dean's body and Bobby slowly walking over to Sam, fear in his eyes. Castiel still sat on the floor, his eyes in a daze.

"I don't think they will be a problem," Michael said.

"No," Lucifer said flatly.

"Or do you want your wing to fall off?" Michael turned and asked, feeling irritated with his brother already.

Lucifer glowered "Fine," he said "But if they come after me with anything other than hugs kisses, I'll blow them up."

Gabriel grinned at that term and snapped his fingers. Instantly, all of the bodies were cleaned from the floor and the house repaired itself in seconds. He smiled proudly before turning to Castiel "Come on," he said, holding out a hand.

Castiel finally snapped out his trance and nodded as he stood up. He needed to get Dean back…he promised him he would be okay.

"I'm going to go back to Avalon," Adeline suddenly said "Oberon just called for me," she disappeared before anyone could say a word.

"Well, that's my queue to go," Balthazar said and he vanished from the room as well.

Michael, Gabriel and Castiel then set off to Heaven to find Dean. Once they made it up, Castiel began to try and track him like he did in Hell.

"So why did Crowley decide to attack?" Michael asked curiously.

"Dean sent all of the fairy-things to Hell to annoy him and feed off of the demons," Castiel said as he scanned again for a trace of the soul.

"Oh," Michael said, fully understanding the attack.

"Great thinking on Dean's part," Gabriel said "Those demons didn't stand a chance against Michael's 'brotherly love' wrath," he teased at Michael.

Michael rolled his eyes, ignoring that comment. He honestly had no idea why he reacted to violently to Lucifer being hurt. He had never really felt anything before but he felt something then. He shrugged it off "Where is that soul?" he asked, finding no source of it, either.

Castiel stopped abruptly, causing Gabriel to walk into him. Gabriel grunted in surprise and stepped back "Cassie?"

"Crowley took it," he said, a whole new wave of fury pumping through him.

"How on Earth did he do that?" Gabriel asked, not understanding.

"I don't know," Castiel said "But I saw him leaning over Dean before you scared him off."

"Well you ready to go to Hell again, Cas?" Gabriel asked, arching an eyebrow.

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Lucifer sighed as he lounged upon the couch at Bobby's. He had retracted four of his wings; he had his broken wing gently curled onto his lap while his other one reached over the side of the couch. He stretched his feet onto the coffee table in front of him as he turned on the fully restored TV.

Bobby sat at his desk and glowered at the archangel, using all of his willpower not to grab a gun and shoot him in the face just for fun.

Lucifer turned to him and quirked and eyebrow as he snapped a bucket of popcorn into his lap and munched on a piece.

Bobby ground his teeth as he tried to concentrate on sorting his papers. He bit down on his tongue when all he could hear was crunching and the sound of Lucifer flicking through the channels. He then heard Lucifer laughing at the TV.

"Shut the hell up you friggen idjit!" Bobby exploded, sliding his hand beneath the desk for the sawed-off shotgun.

Lucifer turned to him with an innocent look as he tossed a piece of popcorn in the air. He caught it on his forked tongue then crunched loudly.

Bobby closed his fingers around the shotgun and was about to pull it out; Sam walked into the room. He looked like a complete mess, his hair matted across his face and his eyes dull as he left the room where Dean was.

"Lucifer…just shut up," Sam said in a toneless voice as he took a seat in a chair in front of the desk. He rubbed a hand over his face and sighed.

Bobby poured him a drink and slid it across the table.

"Thanks," Sam said, grabbing it and gulping it down in a few sips.

"What is the big deal? You have three archangels going to bring him back," Lucifer noted "Don't be such a baby."

Sam whirled around to him, clenching his fists into the sides of the chair "Why are you here again?"

Lucifer frowned mockingly, "Because I'm hurt."

"You don't look hurt?" Sam said "You're just being a wuss."

"If only you could see my wing, you would understand," Lucifer said smoothly, flicking through the channels.

"Why am I not killing you right now?" Sam muttered, mostly to himself.

"Because your boyfriend wants you to be nice," Lucifer said as he popped another kernel of popcorn into his mouth.

"I think I might just have to go against his wishes," Sam said, trying not to lash out and stab the archangel.

"Then I might just have to blow you up," Lucifer said, turning to stare at the back of Sam's head.

"That'll only end badly for you when Gabriel finds out," Sam muttered, holding his glass out to Bobby for more liquor.

"Sammy, Sammy, Sammy…" Lucifer sighed "But we had so much fun together."

Sam ground his teeth but kept his eyes set on the table in front of him. He jumped slightly when he heard the sound of another presence entering the room. He turned his eyes to see Crowley standing there, his eyes scanning the perfectly fixed room.

"My my, I think I should get myself an archangel," he said.

"Ooo look!" the Lucifer hallucination exclaimed, pointing to the Lucifer on the couch "It's me!"

Crowley groaned as he set his eyes from the Lucifer on the couch to the hallucination beside him. It was going to be a long conversation.

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WOW! I wrote that fassttt. Still don't know where to go with it. There are mixed opinions on the matter and I don't want to upset anyone. O.o. hmm… biggest question…

Angel!Dean…

Or

Fairy!Dean (not the evil kind but the kind like Adeline)

…could create somewhat of another forbidden love between Cas and Dean bc of the Heaven/Avalon thing.

So what did ya' think? I had a lot of fun writing the fight scene…strangely enough.

Also, does anyone disapprove on the way Michael got protective over Lucifer or was it nice? I kinda like the idea of him being a good big bro. And why is Lucifer suddenly helping out the hunters? Weird…don't know why I threw that in there.

Please pwetty pweeeze leave reviews! They make my muse insanely happy and content.