Being unable to do something when clearly this was getting far larger than him; far too quickly. The only thing he did have was being able to grab Cas and turn tail as he lifted the angel up, hoisting him over his shoulder. His eyes didn't leave from the other man as he stood there for a moment. "Let's take a raincheck alright, Papa Smurf?" He struck him as the 'sometimes they come back' sort of creature. And Dean really didn't think anything that this lady was dishing out would have done them any good when it came to disposing the sucker. He leaned over, grabbing his gun before starting for higher ground. His main priority right now was Castiel, pushing his pride down for the fact that the little geek angel was unconscious as he pushed his way into the bar and disappearing out of sight.