Thank you for all the positive feedback and all the alerts *whistles* I was surprised! So that means im continuing this thing *smiles* I'm trying a new writing style and I hope it's a little easier to read from my other stuff. I also hope it's not confusing when I switch POV's.

WARNINGS:

Pairings: Destiel, Some LuciferxCastiel MAYBE Sabriel (big maybe)

Content: Hot man action in LATER chapters, Language, abuse, Rape (possibly in later chapters) and character death

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL OR TITANIC I MAKE NO PROFIT AT ALL

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Dean sat on the deck with his brother beside him staring down at the water while Dean stared up at the bright blue sky. The shore was still visible on the horizon but getting smaller and smaller. Dean closed his eyes for a moment, inhaling the ocean air before opening them and turned to his brother, "hey, do they really say this ship is unsinkable?"

"You bet your arse it is!" A voice said from behind Dean.

The young man jumped a little in surprised before turning around to see a shorter man with brown hair slicked back standing with his hands on his hips,

Sam also looked over in surprise, "And you are?"

"The name is Gabriel," he extended his hand to Sam, "Also a third class ticket holder like yourselves."

Sam took his hand, "I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean."

"Nice you meet ya," Gabriel said with a heavy accent and sat down next to Dean pointing to the cigarette behind his ear, "Can I bum one off ya?"

"Uh, sure." Dean said handing him one.

"Thanks." Gabriel said lighting the cigarette, "But like you asked, this ship is said to be unsinkable. No surprise there. After all the Irish did make it."

"I thought it was the English." Dean said, glaring at the man who was sitting a bit close to him for comfort,

"Nope. She was made in Belfast Ireland." The man winked.

Sam, being the nerd he was as Dean liked to always say, was quite surprised by the fact, "Really?"

"Oh yes," Gabriel nodded

Dean tuned the two out as he started up at the high deck of the ship. His heart leapt into his throat as he saw the dark haired man standing up there staring off into space. As if feeling the eyes on him the man looked down and even from how far Dean sat he could still see those electrifying blue eyes. The two stared at one another for a long moment before the man broke the eye contact.

Gabriel waved a hand in front of Dean who in returned slapped it away. Gabriel laughed, "That's never gonna happen."

Ignoring Gabriel, Dean watched as a tall blonde man came walking out grabbing the blue eyed one by the arm. They didn't seem too happy with one another from Dean's point of view. The blue eyed man gently pushed the other man back said something and walked off. The blonde ran his fingers through his thick hair paced back and forth and followed after the blue eyed man.

"Your brother didn't seem like the type that liked it up the arse." Gabriel bluntly said.

Sam frowned, he knew his brother preferred men and just how unlucky the man's love life was, "Stop it."

Dean snapped out of his daze and glared at the man beside him, "My preference is none of your business."

Gabriel shrugged, "Don't get your panties in a bunch, I like men too."

Heat rushed to Sam's cheeks as he looked away from the two and Dean raised a thick brown eyebrow silently questioning who the hell was sitting with them.

"Well anyway, I'm off for a stroll." Gabriel said leaping up, "I'm sure I'll be seeing you two around." And with that Gabriel was off.

"What a strange guy." Dean muttered,

Sam nodded in response.

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That night at supper Castiel sat silently as everyone at his table quietly talked amongst themselves. Lucifer had not spoken to him since their fight that afternoon. After returning to their room once the ship was well on its way Lucifer had made an advance on him. Castiel had fought and fought and Lucifer had struck him. It wasn't the first time Lucifer had smacked him, but the man usually understood when it came to his hesitance about sex. Tears began to build up in his eyes. How much more could he take? When was Lucifer going to really get fed up and take him by force?

"Castiel."

Said man jumped in surprise and looked over at the pretty blonde seated beside him. Her name was Joanna Harvelle and she was the daughter of Ellen and William Harvelle. Her family had recently struck oil back in America and she was on her own seeing the word.

"Are you alright?" She asked; her brown eyes filled with concern.

"I'm fine." Castiel assured her, "I just need some fresh air. Excuse me." He said getting up from the table.

Lucifer glared at him as he watched Castiel quickly leave the dining room.

Once Castiel got to the dock the tears he was holding back began to run down his face. His breath started coming out in sporadic huffs as he hyperventilated. He couldn't do this. He couldn't pretend to be something he wasn't! He started running down the deck, pushing past people on their nightly strolls; he ran down the steps two at a time and didn't come to stop till he was at the end of the ship. His hands gripped the metal railing tightly. The cold from the metal made his hands ache but at this point, he didn't care. He stared down at the water knowing this was his only escape. If he went back he had to continue to pretend he loved Lucifer. He had to pretend he loved his life. He couldn't do it anymore. He didn't want to do it anymore.

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Dean had been lying on a bench smoking a cigarette staring up at the starry sky. Sam had gone to the small gathering below the ship with Gabriel. They both had invited Dean along but he rejected their offer. Dean wanted to be by himself. He closed his eyes and let his mind wandered back to the man standing on the deck from earlier that day. He tried to imagine his voice and the touch of his skin. He imagined it would be smooth from never having to work a day in his life, unlike Dean himself. Suddenly someone sprinted past him causing Dean to shoot up. Dean watched in disbelief as the man he was just fantasying about ran past him sobbing.

"What the hell?" Dean muttered as he chased after the man.

He watched as the man climbed over the guard railing and stare down at the water,

"Hey!" Dean called out.

The man quickly looked over his shoulder, "don't come any closer!" he snapped, "I'll jump!"

Dean slowly reached up and pulled the cigarette from his mouth and raised his hands in the air, "Can I just…" he did a tossing movement with the hand that was holding the cigarette.

The blue eyed man didn't say anything so Dean took that as an okay and walked over tossing the cigarette over board. While he was there he looked down and whistled, "Long way down."

The man grunted, "Go away."

"No can do." Dean said and started untying his shoes,

The man looked at him in shock, "What are you doing?"

"Well, if you decide to jump I'm going to have to go in there after you."

"You're insane! Just leave me alone." The man said turning away and looking down at the water rushing beneath him.

"I can't leave. I'm involved now. If you jump… I jump."

The man's blue eyes darted back to him, "You're psychotic. This has nothing to do with you!"

"Maybe, but with all due respect sir, I'm not the one hanging off the edge of a boat."

The man's stunning eyes widened but said nothing.

"Man that water must be cold."

"How… How cold?" The man's face flashed with worry,

"My guess?" Dean shrugged, "Freezing maybe a little below. That's why," he took his jacket off; "it's gonna be a real pain diving in there after you."

The man seemed to reconsider and turned around, facing Dean, "Don't just stand there… help me over." He ordered.

Dean smiled and grabbed the man's hand, "I'm Dean Winchester. You are?"

"Castiel Novak."

Dean's blinked, "I'm gonna have to get you to write your first name down."

Castiel let out a small laugh that made Dean's pulse race. This man was gorgeous,

"Alright, Cas, watch your step." Dean said and when Castiel cocked his head to one side Dean honestly thought his heart was going to come pounding out of his chest.

"Cas?" Castiel questioned.

"You're names way to hard for me to pronounce." Dean explained.

"Oh, I see."

Castiel lifted on foot up but his shoe lost grip and he slipped. Dean held onto the man's wrists tightly as Castiel let out a quick gasp as he thought he was going to plunge to his death,

"I got you!" Dean assured the man as he yanked him up upwards.

Castiel winced in pain but when he got his footing back on the edge of the ship he quickly wrapped his arms around Dean's neck as Dean pulled him over the guard rail to safety. Dean fell to the ground in relief while Castiel was still clinging to him panting and shaking. Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel in an effort to calm him down,

"Hey its okay, you're safe now."

"Th-Thank you, Mr. Winchester." Castiel said breathlessly.

Dean rolled his eyes, 'first clas peoples', and then ran a hand through Castiel's messy black hair, "Mr. Winchester's my dad. Call me Dean."

Castiel held Dean tighter, "Thank you, Dean."

Dean smiled and gently pushed Castiel back so he could see his face. Castiel looked like a completely beautiful mess. His striking blue eyes were still wet from tears while his slightly chapped lips quivered from a mixture of fear and the cold. Dean would have given anything to kiss those lips right then and there. Instead he reached out and cupped the side of Castiel's face,

"You okay?"

"Yes, Thanks to you. You saved me."

Dean smiled, "it was nothing."

"No Mister… I mean, Dean, it was not nothing." Castiel smiled

'oh dear lord…' Dean felt his face heat up.

"Castiel!"

Castiel leapt away from Dean and tumbled onto his bottom before looking over to where his name had been called from. Dean looked over and saw the familiar man with a not so familiar man behind him.

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Castiel looked up at his lover in sheer terror, "L-Lucifer!" He said a little too enthusiastically as he got to his feet, "What are you doing here?"

"You took off so suddenly at dinner. I was worried." He shot a death glare at Dean, "But obviously you were just fine." His cold blue eyes darted back to Castiel.

"You're mistaken, darling," Castiel rushed over and placed his hands on the taller man's chest, "Mr. Winchester here just saved my life."

"Pardon?" Lucifer looked at the two skeptically.

"I was leaning over to look at the propellers and I slipped! Thank heavens Mr. Winchester was here and pulled me back to safety." Castiel quickly explained as he looked to Dean.

Dean was staring back at in confusion and Castiel silently pleaded with him to go along with the lie,

Michael, who was standing behind Lucifer, looked over in disgust at Dean, "Is that what happened?"

"Yes sir." Dean said without hesitation.

Castiel's body relaxed for a second before tensing back up when Lucifer wrapped his arms around him, "Oh thank goodness you're okay." He sighed into Castiel's hair.

Castiel nodded, "If it weren't for Mr. Winchester I'd be dead."

Lucifer looked over at Michael, "I think a twenty will show Mr. Winchester here our appreciation."

Michael nodded before reaching into his pocket. Castiel pulled back and glared up at Lucifer, "Is that the value of someone saving your lover's life?"

"My angel is unpleased." Lucifer smirked and looked at Dean, "What to do. What to do. Ah, I know." Lucifer snapped his fingers, "Tomorrow night you're invited to dine with us. Does that please you?"

Dean shrugged, "Yeah I could go for a good meal."

"Good." Lucifer turned pulling Castiel with him, "We'll see you tomorrow then around six."

Castiel looked over his shoulder and quickly waved with a small smile on his face and Dean waved back.

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It made Dean's stomach turn as he watched Castiel go off with that horrible man, but at least he was going to be able to see him again tomorrow. Just the thought made Dean's chest swell. Realizing the body guard didn't go with them he looked at the black haired man, "Can I help you with something?"

"No. I was just thinking how interesting it was you were able to remove both your shoes and your jacket before Mr. Novak slipped."

Dean's eyebrows arched and he said nothing.

"Goodnight Mr. Winchester." The body guard said as he walked off leaving Dean standing there.

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Castiel quickly sat down on the sofa the second he and Lucifer had returned. His heart was still racing from everything that happened. He hadn't ever felt so comfortable with someone touching him so casually. Dean Winchester sure was something else. Castiel of course noticed how handsome he was. Not right away, but when he had introduced himself Castiel got a good look at Dean. The man was beautiful. He had deep green eyes with freckles dusting his face and gorgeous light brown hair. His build was something to die for. Castiel could tell the man was strong by the way his arms felt around him and how effortlessly he was able to lift him back onto the ship… and those perfect pink lips…

The door shutting brought Castiel back as he looked over at Lucifer. He could tell his lover was still in a bad mood. Lucifer sat down beside him and pulled him into his chest,

"It must have been quite the night." Lucifer whispered as he ran his fingers through Castiel's hair.

"It was." Castiel responded.

"I'm so relieved you're safe. I love you Castiel and I don't know what I would do if I lost you. "

Castiel looked up at him and said nothing. Lucifer leaned in and gently placed a kiss on Castiel's lips. Though he wanted to, Castiel didn't pull away until he felt Lucifer's tongue lick along his bottom lip.

"Please, Lucifer… I'm exhausted. Can we just go to sleep?" Castiel whispered into his lips.

Lucifer sighed, "Fine. You're right." he said getting up walking towards the bedroom.

Castiel sat on the red sofa a moment longer before following Lucifer into the bedroom where he restlessly slept that night.

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Woot chapter 2! A long one (at least for me) too! Not gonna lie… I'm kinda loving the way this is coming along. And yes I made Gabriel irish… come on can you see Tommy as anyone else? I couldn't!

I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Reviews help me write faster but flames don't heh!