Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, here's the chapter with the deal~ Gah, you guys make me spoil you D: But, I shall contain myself from putting the fourth chapter up until next week :P But because of this, I couldn't resist not throwing in the special meet-by-the-beach scene so that's in here too :P Better give me some loving for that~~ ;) I really hope you guys are enjoying the story so far :) You know, the way I've been writing this story is by copying the script, replacing the characters, and then watching the movie itself and putting down the actions. Sometimes because of this, the characters might seem OOC but I do my best to make sure they don't. So, I hope you guys like the chapter!

Chapter Three: Poor, Unfortunate Soul

Serena-loves-Angst

"Son of a bitch, how the hell did the king find out about Dean?" Sam sighs in frustration.

Bobby sighs too. "It was me―" he starts.

"What?!" Sam exclaims.

"I thought I could handle John when he got angry; hell, handling John is exactly what I've been doing these past years. But this time…I don't know why I couldn't calm him down." Bobby looks completely pissed at himself and Sam feels a little less angry at the crustacean; he really had thought he could keep John calm.

"Well, right now, I think we should go find Dean. It's been too long since he left and I'm getting worried…" Sam finally says.

"No need, I'm right here." They hear Dean's voice from behind them. The two turn around and see Dean with Growley and Biter.

"Dean, where were you?" Sam asks as Bobby asks at the same time, "Dean, what are you doing with those witch's pets?"

Dean's eyes are dull, and his whole demeanor screams that he's just tired of it all. It's the exact kind of look that Bobby had never hoped to see on the kid.

"I'm going to see Crowley," Dean answers.

Bobby gapes. "Dean, no! You can't! Crowley is a no-good witch, he's a demon!"

Dean scoffs. "Why don't you go tell my dad? You're good at that." The eels snicker and lead Dean away. Sam and Bobby don't miss Dean's flinch when the eels touch him.

Bobby's face is hard and he says, "Come on."

They follow Dean and the eels, the landscape becoming more and more dangerous and dark by the mile. They approach Crowley's lair and Dean's nervousness is palpable, showing on his face.

Growly and Biter twine together in front of the mouth of the cave. "This way," they say before swimming inside.

Dean bites his lip before following them inside. He sees a lot of weeds lining the cave walls, and they move as if they're alive. It's creepy as hell and Dean tries to push down his fear. It's hard to do once he realizes that the weeds are alive. They look at him with wide, terrified eyes and mouths open with silent pleas and screams. Dean can't help his gasp when one of them wraps around his wrist and tries to pull him down. He frantically pulls and comes free.

"Come in. Come in, my boy." Dean quickly swims in and tries not to gulp at the sight of all of the strange potions and jarred questionable things lining the shelves. "We mustn't lurk in doorways, it's rude." Crowley's tentacles emerge first from the dark corner and Crowley himself follows. "One might question your upbringing… Now, then. You're here because you have a thing for this human. This, er, prince fellow. Not that I blame you, he is quite a catch, isn't he? Well, angelfish, the solution to your problem is simple. The only way to get what you want is to become a human yourself."

Dean gasps before biting his lip. "Can you do that?"

Crowley's eyes narrow and he smirks. "My dear boy. That's what I do; it's what I live for. To help unfortunate merfolk, like yourself." Crowley tilts Dean's chin as he glides past him and Dean jerks away. "Poor souls with no one else to turn to."

"I admit that in the past I've been a nasty

They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch

But you'll find that nowadays

I've mended all my ways

Repented, seen the light and made a switch

True? Yes

And I fortunately know a little magic

It's a talent that I always have possessed

And here lately, please don't laugh

I use it on behalf

Of the miserable, lonely and depressed"

Crowley goes up to his cauldron and pulls up an image of a scrawny merman and an overweight mermaid. Under his breath he rolls his eyes and mutters, "Pathetic."

"Poor unfortunate souls

In pain

In need

This one longing to be thinner

That one wants to get the girl

And do I help them?

Yes, indeed"

He snaps his fingers and the merman becomes muscular and the mermaid becomes thinner and the two embrace.

"Those poor unfortunate souls

So sad

So true

They come flocking to my cauldron"

Sam and Bobby reach the cave and Sam's eyes widen before the two swim in quietly, hiding in the doorway and keeping out of reach of the garden.

"Crying, 'Spells, Crowley please!'

And I help them?

Yes, I do

Now it's happened once or twice

Someone couldn't pay the price

And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals"

The two in the cauldron become the weeds and Dean realizes that this is what happens to those who can't pay the price. He shudders.

"Yes, I've had the odd complaint

But on the whole I've been a saint

To those poor unfortunate souls"

Crowley finishes and pulls Dean toward him with a piece of seaweed he'd grabbed, trapping the merman's arms as he guides him towards the cauldron. "Now, here's the deal. I will make you a potion that will turn you into a human for three days. Got that?" Dean pushes Crowley's tentacle off his arm as he continues. "Three days." Crowley gets annoyed with Dean seemingly not paying attention and makes Dean look at him by grabbing his jaw with his tentacle. "Now listen, this is important. Before the sun sets on the third day, you've got to get dear ol' princey to fall in love with you. That is, he's got to kiss you. Not just any kiss. No, we want the kiss of true love. If he does kiss you before the sun sets on the third day, you'll remain human, permanently," Dean sees himself in the cauldron, running with actual legs! "But if he doesn't," the image of him suddenly gets turned back into a merman and he's sucked into the cauldron. "You turn back into a merman, and you belong to me."

Bobby and Sam spring out of the doorway. "No, Dean!" But Growley and Biter both appear and wrap their tails around their mouths.

Crowley swims up to Dean, pulling his face towards him so he won't look at Sam and Bobby. "Have we got a deal?" Crowley questions.

"If I become human, I'll never be with my father or little sisters and brother again." Dean realizes, and his tone becomes pensive.

Crowley props his chin up on his hand. "That's right… But you'll have your man. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment. You can't get something for nothing, you know." He says.

"But I don't have any―" Dean starts, but Crowley silences him with a tentacle to the mouth.

"I'm not asking much. Just a token, really, a trifle." Crowley tuts. "You'll never even miss it. What I want from you is…your voice."

Dean's hand goes to his throat. "My voice?"

"You've got it, biscuit. No more talking, singing, zip." Crowley affirms.

Dean's brow furrows. "But without my voice, how can I―"

Crowley scoffs. "You'll have your looks! Your pretty face! And don't underestimate the importance of body language!" Crowley shimmies his hips and Dean holds down the urge to vomit. "Ha!"

"The men up there don't like a lot of blabber

They think a man like you who gossips is a bore

Yes, on land it's much preferred

For men like you not to say a word

And after all, darling, what is idle prattle for?

Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation

True gentlemen avoid it when they can"

All of the potions Crowley pulled out fall into the cauldron and it starts bubbling.

"But they dote and swoon and fawn

On a man like you who's withdrawn

It's he who holds his tongue who gets his man

Come on, you poor unfortunate soul

Go ahead!

Make your choice!

I'm a very busy man

And I haven't got all day

It won't cost much"

Castiel's face appears in the cauldron and Dean can't help but smile when seeing him. However, Crowley's face bursts through, shattering the image.

"Just your voice!

You poor unfortunate soul

It's sad

But true

If you want to cross a bridge, biscuit

You've got to pay the toll"

Crowley wraps his arm around Dean, conjuring up a contract.

"Take a gulp and take a breath

And go ahead and sign the scroll!

This poor unfortunate soul"

Dean looks reluctant but nods and Crowley kisses the boy, making Dean's eyes widen. Dean suddenly feels lightheaded and his eyes droop as his signature is scrawled onto the contract in his blood. Crowley pulls away, leaving Dean panting, and takes the contract into his hands. He starts waving his hands over the cauldron.

"Paluga, sarruga, come winds of the Caspian Sea.

Now rings us glossitis and Garth laryngitis,"

A blue whirlwind appears around Dean and Crowley.

"La voce to me!"

Two green hands made of smoke rise up out of the cauldron.

"Now…sing!" Crowley orders.

Dean starts to sing, and a glow in his throat appears.

"Keep singing!" Crowley demands.

Dean does, and the hands loom over him before they turn to smoke and go into his mouth and Dean chokes as they rip his voice out of him, the ball of light still singing with his voice and Dean grabs his throat in shock and watches as Crowley takes his voice, trapping it in a shell. Crowley starts to laugh as Dean is grabbed by the spell, his tail ripping in two to create legs and Dean screams and writhes in pain. Suddenly, Dean can't breathe underwater anymore and Sam grabs Dean and they all start swimming him up to the surface, Crowley's laughter echoing up from the cave. They breach the surface and Dean whips his head back to gasp in the air, once he's gotten enough Sam helps Dean to the beach.

Castiel is playing flute under the castle bridge, Garth beside him. He stops playing and sighs. "That voice. I can't get it out of my head. I've looked everywhere, Garth. Where could he be?"

On other side of rocks Dean is washed up. Sam and Bobby watch Dean carefully, and Dean finally sees his legs and he gasps. He slowly lifts his leg out of the water and wiggles his toes, laughing silently in amazement. He doesn't even realize that he didn't make a sound.

Gabriel flies over. "Well, look at what the catfish dragged in!" He perches on Dean's leg. "Look at ya! Look at ya! There's something different." Dean nods with a big grin. "Don't tell me, I've got it. It's your hairdo, right? You've been using the dinglehopper, right?" Dean smiles but shakes his head. "No? No huh, well let me see." He leans on Dean's foot. "New…amulet? No new amulet. I gotta admit I can't put my foot on it right now," Dean starts shaking his leg to see if Gabriel will get the hint, and Bobby starts look annoyed while both Sam and Dean are amused. They know when Gabriel is fishing for a rile and Bobby looks like he's been caught hook line and sinker. "I bet if I just stand here long enough I know that I'll―" he starts.

"HE'S GOT LEGS, YA IDJIT!" Bobby bellows, finally having had enough, and Sam and Dean laugh. This time, Dean does notice his lack of sound and gulps, remembering all of the events that had led him to this point. "He traded his voice to the sea witch and got legs." Bobby says quietly.

"I knew that," Gabriel says, looking grimmer than Bobby thought he would. Then, he remembers, Crowley is the reason that Gabriel is a seagull in the first place.

Dean slowly tries to stand up, legs shaking, lips pursed together.

"Dean's been turned into a human," Sam starts to explain. "He has to make the prince fall in love with him, and he has to kiss him." Dean tries to balance himself before he falls over, splashing the trio.

"And he's only got three days," Bobby shakes his head. "Just look at him. On legs. On human legs! The barnacles have started to stick! What will John say? I'll tell you what John will say, he'll say he's gonna kill himself a crab, that's what John'll say!" Bobby starts heading back into the water. "I'm gonna go straight to the palace right now and tell him just like I should have done the minute―" Dean quickly grabs him and starts shaking his head. "And don't you shake your head at me, ya idjit. Maybe there's still time. If we could get Crowley to give you back your voice, you could go home, and just be…" Dean's expression falls, "just be…" Bobby notices the heartbroken look on Dean's face and suddenly his point becomes invalid, "just be miserable for the rest of your life." Bobby shakes his head. "All right, all right. I'll try to help you find that prince." Dean's smile is wide and he quickly presses his lips against Bobby's head, not knowing how else to thank him. "Boy. What a soft-shell I'm turning out to be," Bobby snorts.

Gabriel flies over to the beach, where some of the ship's wreckage has washed up. He turns into a human so Dean can at least have an example to follow. "Now, Dean, I'm telling you, if you want to be a human the first thing you have to do is dress like one." He grabs the sail cloth and smiles. He goes over and holds his hand out for Dean to grab and helps him onto the beach. "Now let's see…" he looks Dean's new body up and down, appreciating the view while trying to decide how to dress the new human.

Garth suddenly catches a scent, a familiar scent but something about it has changed however… He gets excited and starts running to the source.

Castiel blinks out of his daydream. "Garth? Huh…what, Garth!" He quickly follows after his dog.

Gabriel whistles. "You look great kid." He tells Dean, who has the sail wrapped around his legs and tied to his waist with a rope. "He looks sensational, eh, Sammy?" He says.

Sam nods. "He's right, Dean, you look really good." He smiles, happy for Dean. Dean is absolutely glowing with the praise.

Suddenly, they hear Garth. He arrives and chases Dean up on a rock. Bobby scuttles up there with him while Sam ducks into the water and Gabriel turns back into a seagull. Garth licks Dean's cheek, making the merman-turned-human smile as he remembers the mutt.

Suddenly, a voice calls. "Garth!" Dean's eyes widen when he sees Castiel run around the corner and Garth runs over to him. "Quiet Garth! What's gotten into you, fella?" Castiel raises his head and sees Dean sitting on the rock. "Oh…Oh, I see." Garth has ran back to Dean and Dean quickly runs his hands through his hair in an attempt to make himself look neater. "Are you okay, sir?" Castiel asks as he comes over. "I'm sorry if this knucklehead scared you. He's harmless, really. You…" Castiel breaks off as he's suddenly only a few inches away from Dean's face, "seem very familiar…to me. Have we met?" He asks and Dean starts nodding excitedly. Garth comes up in between them and Castiel quickly pushes him behind him. "We have met? I knew it!" Castiel grabs Dean's hands and Dean feels an excited tingle that comes from the other's touch. "You're the one – the one I've been looking for! What's your name?" Dean mouths 'Dean' but no words come out. "What's wrong? What is it?" Dean pats his throat and Castiel puts his hand on Dean's elbow. "You can't speak?" Dean shakes his head and Castiel's hand slips off. "Oh. Then you couldn't be who I thought." Castiel looks downcast and both Dean and Garth look frustrated. Suddenly, Dean gets and idea and he tries pantomime. "What is it? You're hurt? No, No… You need help." Dean's motions get too big for him and he falls into Castiel's arms. "Whoa, whoa, careful – careful – easy." Castiel takes note of how his arms are wrapped around Dean's waist and how close they are, and he honestly doesn't mind. Dean is definitely not hard to look at and something tells him that he'll really like him once he gets to know him, even if he can't speak. "Gee, you must have really been through something. Don't worry, I'll help you." Castiel wraps his arm around Dean's shoulder and starts leading Dean away. "Come on…" Dean looks back and grins at Sam and Gabriel, who gives him a thumbs up. "Come on, you'll be okay." Castiel says, and Dean smiles.

Tada~ they met :D Gimme love gimme love gimme love! I could've made this end in a cliffie but I didn't ;)

Review Replies:

Jean

I found the stories :P So, I thank you graciously :D

Angel Winchester

I found theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeem :D They were good :3 I'm glad you loved the chapter :D

Jess Winchester

I'm sorry for being mean to Dean, but I poked John with his trident for being a dick to his son :)

Dean Stilinski

Hey great screenname ;) And look! I updated :D

Dena Novak

Don't worry! I poked John with his trident to make him regret being a dick to Dean :D And I gave Dean a hug for you :3