Title: My Heart Still Goes On.

Characters/pairings: Dean, Sam, Castiel, Dean/Castiel.

Spoilers: Season 6 episode 17.

Summary: Why didn't Dean say anything when Balthazar said Castiel was in love with him? Why did Castiel look annoyed when Dean talked about the boob shot in the movie Titanic? Dean doesn't remember a lot about the world where the Titanic didn't sink, or is it just he doesn't want to believe what he does remember.

A/N: I know I really shouldn't start a new story, but I can't help but think of different stories about these two. It's an addiction.

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Dean was laying on the motel bed deep in thought. Sam was at the library doing research on the Titanic. Dean had so many questions about his other life, the one where the Titanic sank. He sat up as a name popped into his head.

"You called me," the comfort of Castiel's deep voice warmed Dean.

"Yeah, I was just wondering. What am I like?" he asked as he stepped closer to Castiel.

Castiel frowned and tilted his head, "What do you mean?"

Dean gently placed his hands on Castiel's waist "Like…before, when the Titanic sank, or whatever."

Castiel sighed placing his hands on Dean's chest. "Not much different from how you are now, suppose." looking down at Dean's black AC/DC shirt, he smiled when he noticed his hand was covering the AC part.

"You guess?" Dean said catching Castiel's attention. "Cas, you're like Spock; you never guess."

"Well, there are minor differences," he said as he leaned closer.

Castiel's whole body gave an involuntary shiver at Dean's soft laugh and whispered, "Like?"

"Your car is different," he said thoughtfully, then sighed, "Other then that you're the same person," he kissed Dean's lips, slow and soft.

Dean hummed into the kiss before pulling back enough to talk, "What are we like together?" he asked kissing him again.

Castiel moved away, breaking the kiss, and leaving Dean's embrace. "This doesn't exist," he said sadly.

Dean laughed, "Sure it does. I'm right here, solid as a rock."

"No, Dean," he let out a frustrated breath. "Our relationship doesn't exist there." He walked to the bed and sat. "You don't love me there," he said quietly with his head bowed, looking at his clasped hands.

"What!" Dean shouted in shock. "Am I like stupid or something? What? I just don't love you?" he said, "Cause I'd totally beat some sense into myself if you say I'm that stupid," he said sitting next to his angel.

"I'm not sure," he said looking to Dean.

Dean put a hand on Castiel's chest and gently pushed so they were lying down. "You make me remember then," he said turning onto his side to rest his head on Castiel's chest. "Let me remember every great time you and me have spent together. Help me remember now, and you make remember then."

Castiel slowly petted Dean's hair as he spoke. The soothing sound of his voice washing over him, and for the first time Castiel felt his heart clench. The pain in his chest seemed to grow the more Dean rambled on about their time together. Castiel knew they didn't have much time left, and that thought scared him. He couldn't lose Dean, not after everything they had been through. They were a couple, sometimes they would fight, but all couples fight. It was normal. Castiel let out a shaky breath he didn't realize he was holding, and as the tears of his sorrow fell from the corners of his eyes, he wrapped his arm around Dean's waist. And when Dean shifted, he tightened his grip.

"Cas?" Dean asked looking up, and winced as Castiel's hold on him got tighter "Cas…baby it's okay." He put his hand over his angels, "It's okay," he said as Castiel's arm relaxed. Dean slowly turned so he could see his angels face, and cupping his cheek, he asked, "Cas, your crying?"

Castiel sat up slowly, "I don't want to lose you."

Dean had never heard his angel sound more broken, not even when he spoke of his absent Father. "Hey it's okay," he said. "Trust me; you can make me fall in love you all over again." he said with a smile. "You do it every day. Every day that I see you I fall for you."

Castiel gave a small laugh "How? How am I going to make you love me?"

Dean thought a moment before asking, "You said we have until tomorrow afternoon and then everything goes back to normal, right?"

Castiel nodded, "Yes."

"Okay, meet me here tomorrow at noon." he said.

"Why?"

Dean smiled. "I'm gonna teach you everything you need to know."

"Know for what?"

"Everything you need to know to make Dean Winchester fall in love," he said.

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Castiel sat there and took in and memorized everything Dean said.

"Okay, so, if I know myself then I'm just being thick headed," he said looking across the table to Castiel. "So you're gonna have to…tease me."

Castiel nodded, "Okay?"

"Okay. Ask if you can stay with me and Sam."

"Sam and I," Castiel corrected him.

Dean couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, just ask if you can hang with us because you need to get away from the shit that's going on up stairs. Then, when we go to a diner order a cheeseburger with fries."

Castiel tilted his head and asked, "Why? I don't need food, and they'll ask me about it."

"Cas have you ever seen yourself eat?" Dean asked. "You lick your fingers every five second, and the way you slip a french fry into your mouth and then lick your lips…" he swallowed hard and closed his eyes trying to stay focused. "And if we ask you about it, say there were some things you missed about being human, and delicious fucking food is one of them. Oh and make sure to say the word 'fuck'."

Castiel tilted his head again, "Do I even want to know why?"

Dean laughed. "Trust me," he said. "Knowing myself I'll want ketchup, so after I grab the ketchup ask if you can have it after me. When I pass it to you, lightly brush my fingers. But don't act to it, don't look at me, just act casual," he said.

Castiel tilted his head inquisitively, "How is this going to make you fall in love with me?" he asked. "It sounds more like I'm trying to get in your pants."

"Dude, you have got to stop hanging around me," Dean said amazed at the difference in Castiel's words and tone. "Anyway, like I said this is just the teasing. Then after you're done eating, and we head back to the motel room, ask if you can take a shower. If you get questioned, just say it's another thing you missed," he said pausing to think. "Do you still have that outfit I bought you?"

Castiel thought for a moment, "Which one? The T-shirt and jeans, or the one with sweat pants?"

Dean snapped his fingers. "Bingo, the sweat pants. When you're done taking your shower come out wearing that," he said "And then snuggle up on the couch and look at me…bet you ten bucks I'll be blushing and staring."

Castiel smiled, "And this will make you fall in love with me?"

Dean put his hand up, "I not done yet. I'll probably watch some TV on the couch with you. Now if something funny happens or I say something that makes you want to laugh? Don't. Hold. Back." he said emphasizing each word. "I can't begin to tell you how beautiful you are when you smile," he said watching his angel blush. "Okay now comes the hard part. I want you to leave the next day, and just go off on your own," he said. "Fly around the world or something, just don't get hurt." he stressed.

"But what if you call for me?" he asked.

Dean shook is head. "Unless I'm getting my ass handed to me, don't come," he said. "Play hard to get…literally don't answer your phone, don't go to me when I call unless you or I are in danger…Got it?"

Castiel nodded and looked at the clock on the wall. "One minute," he said in an anguished whisper.

Dean stood and walked to him as Castiel stood. He cupped Castiel's cheek and quietly said, "Remember me. I love you, Castiel." he said, a single tear falling as he kissed his angel one last time.

Soon Castiel found himself no longer with the Dean who loved him. He was now listening to the regular Dean talk about a woman on TV. Castiel decided that today was not the day to tag along with the Winchesters.

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Thanks to my Beta for all her help, and please review. They're always loved.