Hello my angels. I would like to thank Tie-Dyed Broadway, Little Cinch, rainystv and CaptianAckles for the lovely reviews. I would also like to thank all you lovely people who have followed and favoured since my last update.

So this is the penultimate chapter, then the epilogue. So I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Dean was sitting behind his desk in his office staring despondently at the wall thinking of the one thing that seemed to take up all his mind theses days. Cas. he was the first thing Dean thought of when he woke up and last thing he thought about when he slept. See Sam had also told him that Castiel was planning on leaving town to go to another job, and Dean knew that meant it was over between them before it had truly even begun. He had royally screwed up the best thing that could have ever happened to him by being a complete and utter idiot. There was nothing he could do to change it. There were no second chances in this one. And there was no one to blame but himself.

He was pulled from his depressing thoughts by his phone ringing, he was tempted to ignore it, and if the caller ID had said someone he knew, Sam for instance, he would have done. But the number wasn't one he recognized and as such he knew it could be work related. So forcing all thoughts of Castiel from his mind he answered the phone.

"Hello, Dean Winchester speaking." He said in an as professional tone as he could manage when all he really wanted to do was go and drown his sorrows.

"Hello Dean." Came the deep gravely voice down the line that he had never expected to hear again. He almost dropped the phone in surprise.

"Cas." He breathed down the line, as if he spoke it too loudly the man on the other end would disappear.

"Yes. Are you still interested in learning to fly?" Castiel asked briskly. Making Dean's heart sink. This wasn't about them, this was about Dean and his bloody fear. He wished he had never even mentioned his fear to his brother, then none of this would have ever happened. Though he knew at the back of his mind that no matter how painful, he couldn't really wish he had never met Cas.

"Yes." He finally replied hiding the hurt as best he could.

"Then come to the hanger tomorrow morning at 10 am." Castiel responded in his no nonsense tone.

"Okay I'll-" Dean started to reply but the line had gone dead. Castiel had hung up. And Dean well he just turned the phone to him and looked at it. Had that really just happened? Was he really seeing Cas tomorrow morning? Because he knew, even if this was only for a lesson, it was also the only chance he was going to get to try to get the other man to give him a second chance. And that was all he had wanted after all. So he was going to have to plan what he was going to say, and screw the consequences, if all Cas did was laugh at him and tell him that he felt nothing then so be it. At least then Dean would know and would be able to let the dreams go. Or at least he hoped he could.

Castiel nodded at his phone as he hung up. He had realised while staring at the number Gabriel had given him, that him and Dean really needed to have the conversation about them face to face. As such he had arranged one. But for now it was time to make sure he had all he needed for Dean's lesson tomorrow, for even if nothing happened between him and other man or they decided that they didn't want each other he still had to get the guy over his fear of flying so he could attend his brothers wedding. With that in mind he went back to the office to inform Gabriel that from 10 onwards tomorrow he would be busy without mentioning why, and then left to go and purchase the one thing he thought might just help Dean Winchester, he hoped it would at any rate.

Dean had woken the following morning with equal parts excitement and dread in his stomach, but he forced himself to relax. He could do this. He had decided it would be best to take the day off of work and as such had got one of his mechanics to cover, that way if things went well with Cas maybe they could spend some time together, of course it also meant if they went badly he could go drown his misery without any worry about anything else. He dressed with care, choosing his best shirt and jeans, hoping that if he looked good then Cas might listen to what he had to say. Taking a deep breath he looked at himself in the mirror once more to check everything was good and then grabbed his leather jacket and car keys and made his way out of the door. Time to go and face the music.

Dean walked into the office unsure of what to expect. And he certainly got a surprise. For there in his usual seat was Gabriel. The Novak's must have made up then, well that was a good sign for Dean. If Cas could forgive his brother surely he could forgive him as well? Of course different rules applied to family, Dean knew that better than most.

"Hey Dean-o. Well I must say, this certainly explains things." Gabriel said looking up when the door opened to see Dean Winchester standing on the threshold. The sight made a genuine smile appear on his face.

"It does?" Dean asked confused by that sentence, what was Gabriel talking about?

"Yep. He's in the hanger." Gabriel replied refusing to be drawn. He had made the decision to stay out of Cassie's business and he was sticking to it. No matter how hard he was finding it. He wanted to tell Dean that Castiel had cleared his day for him, that his brother was wearing his nicest, smartest clothes for him. But he didn't, Dean was just going to have to work that out for himself. Gabriel was not getting involved. Not again.

At that sentence from Gabriel Dean nodded and taking a deep breath and throwing his shoulders back he made his way to the door, his hand briefly resting on the door handle as he got into his mind all he wanted to say. Once he had it sorted he took another deep breath for courage and pulled the door open and walked through.