Sherlock here has a task for you...It is not my decision on what he makes you do." Said Dean
"I need you to die." Sherlock said flatly.
"Wait...I didn't hear that. You said for me to die. I'm Crowley, I don't die. If I do I come back to kill whoever killed me." He said almost screaming.
"We won't help you. Next!"
"Fine, cupcakes. You can kill me. Just don't mess up the suit."
"Idiot, I mean fake your death."
Crowley was in his ready to die stance opened one eye in Confusion. "Excuse me?"
"Fake your death."
"Oh, that can't be that hard. Excorise me from my suit and then stab it. Piece of cake."
"That wasn't the plan. The plan was for you to go face to face with Lucifer and fake your death."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. In front of Lucifer?" Sam says with dumbfoundness.
"Yes in front of Luci...Do any of you pay attention? I clearly said in front of Lucifer." Complained Sherlock.
"How exactly are we going to do that one? Crowley can't smoke out of his meat suit. Lucifer will see."
"Not if he smokes out undetected before he gets stabbed. However you got to make sure your laying face down and near a drain of course."
"Basically, Crowley your faking your death the same way like what you did with Cas when under the attack dog spell by Rowena."
"That can't be that bad. Only problem...We are dealing with Lucifer here! That would never slid by past him."
"Oh yes it will. He hasn't met Sherlock Holmes yet and know his tactics." I said to Crowley.
"It might work...Though. if Crowley gets thrown by Lucifer into a dark corner or down on his face near a drain. He can smoke out with Lucifer knowing." Said Castiel.
"What's your name?" Sherlock asked.
"Castiel, I am an angel of the Lord."
"Umm...Your a lot smarter than these simple minded humans."
"But your human."
"I mean the average human being. So frustrating to get through" stated Sherlock
"I am with you there." Replied Cas..
"We are standing right here." Said Dean in a huff.
"Sorry...Anyways. Sherlock's plan could work."
"When do we get started?" I asked.
"Right now. Crowley come with me. We need to go the morgue."
"I can get there faster with my transportation."
"I am taking a cab I will meet you there."
"We don't have all day." Muttered Cas.
All he had to do was touch Sherlock and he vanished into thin air. Crowley says "thank you Cassy."
"What the bloody hell did you do to him?"
"Put him in the morgue at St. Bart's."
"See you later, boys." Crowley said before vanishing.
"Now us in the meantime can go see about those murders and how they are connected." Said Sam.