"I admire you." the brown winged angel told him. Cas chuckled, "I see little to be admired. You on the other hand…" he trailed off realizing how what he had said could be taken. Wing!AU Destiel

The barrel of the colt felt icy against the back of his head, Dean froze in mid motion. He slowly raised his hand holding up in the air the jawbone like blade. "Drop the blade Dean!" Castiel commanded his voice was stern. "Not a chance Cas." Dean replied. Major character death, trigger warning. Slight Destiel I think...