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He listened, counting the echoing steps of the person who had entered the prison. They grew louder and louder as they began to approach the very last cell, Dean's own cell. Finally they silenced after stopping in front of him.

Dean glanced out through the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help but grin at the sight of tan.

"Just can't keep away, can you pretty boy?"

Dean tipped his hat up and faced the former sailor that stood before him. His gaze was drawn towards Castiel's blue eyes which were watching the pirate with an intense look within them.

"Your 'pretty boy' remarks are not entertaining, Winchester," Castiel replied to Dean's previous greeting for the former sailor.

"Just having a bit of fun, Cas." Dean smiled before jumping up to his feet, walking up to the bars that separated him and the blue-eyed man.

"So," Dean continued, his hands wrapped around the bars as he and Castiel continued to stare one another down, "what can I do for you Cas?"

Dean's smile grew at the sight of Castiel frowning at the mention of the pirate's nickname for him.

"Why are you here in Darton?" Castiel asked, he turned away from Dean and began to look around the prison along with the inside of Dean's cell.

"Antiquing," Dean remarked sarcastically. He enjoyed the look on Castiel's face as the former sailor turned to look back at Dean; his face both annoyed and confused, "what's it to you?"

Castiel frowned at Dean, he could never understand this man's sense of humor.

"I would appreciate an honest answer, Dean." Castiel tried, his voice low while he stared at the pirate, his face showing his annoyance of the Winchester's sarcasm.

The pirate raised an eyebrow at him. "Again, what's it to you Cas?"

Castiel sighed, and the two stared at each other for a bit before another question crossed Castiel's mind.

"How do you know Zachariah?" Castiel watched as Dean's face went rigid, the pirate clenched his jaw and his eyebrows drew closer together at the sound of Zachariah's name.

"Long story, pretty boy."

"Winchester stop calling me a 'pretty boy' damn it!" Castiel shouted, and Dean's face immediately went into a look of surprise before he relaxed and chuckled at the former sailor's reaction. He raised his hands in mock surrender.

"Sorry Cas, didn't know you were so insulted by your looks," Dean wiggled his eyebrows slightly at the former sailor. Cas narrowed his eyes at the Winchester.

This man is insane! Castiel shook his head, why did he have to be curious about a man who can't even answer a single question?

Because he's the infamous pirate, Dean Winchester. He's the one who sailed the seas with his loyal crew and beloved ship that was darker than shadows, Cas replied to himself. Castiel looked back up towards the pirate, who was watching with curiosity while Cas thought to himself. It was then that the pieces were placed, and the puzzle was complete.

"You're here for the Impala, aren't you Winchester?"

Dean frowned, trying to hide his surprise after Castiel mentioned his baby. "What do you know of the Impala, Cas?" Dean asked, he was intrigued now. Castiel had just become a lot more interesting to the Winchester.

"Plenty, she was claimed by her Highness after being captured from a pirate crew a couple months ago. Now she's here and getting ready to join up with a few others for the exploration of the Sasnak Islands."

"Sasnak Islands, huh? Well good luck to the sailors. Place is filled with all sorts of things, very hard to last long there before you end up missing a limb or two."

Dean watched as Castiel's eyes lit up with surprise and wonder.

"You've been to the Sasnak Islands? I thought that it had yet to be truly explored."

Dean snorted at the former sailor, "get with the times pret-" he paused when he noticed the look in Castiel's eyes; he couldn't upset the former sailor again right now, "Cas. Now back to the Impala-"

Castiel interrupted once more, realizing what the pirate was doing. "Dean Winchester, if you think you are getting out of this prison and can take the Impala single-handedly, then you truly are insane."

Dean smiled innocently, "I've said no such thing about escape. I was just curious about the ship, lovely thing isn't she?"

Dean watched as Castiel nodded absent-mindedly. The pirate cursed himself for not being able to see if Castiel knew anything more about his ship.

"Is it true?" Dean was pulled out of his thoughts as Cas asked him a question.

"What's true, Cas?"

"The Impala, that was your ship, wasn't it?"

Castiel waited for an answer, looking at the Winchester with a raised eyebrow, he noticed that he had even tilted his head when he asked the question. Castiel chastised himself mentally, he finds himself doing that too often these days. But he was brought back to reality when Dean surprisingly replied to him.

"That's a possibility. What's your last name Cas?" Castiel's brow furrowed at the pirate's question.

"Why would you even want to know that?" Castiel asked, his eyes squinted slightly as he stared at the Winchester in curiosity once more.

"Oh come on Cas, you know mine. It's only fair if I know yours too, right?"

"You are a strange man, Dean Winchester."

"Just humor me, Cas."

Castiel sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose while he talked to the pirate. How he tolerated this conversation Castiel will never understand. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and replied to the expectant Dean.

"Novak, the name's Castiel Novak." He opened one of his eyes to see Dean staring at him, the pirate's face serious and focused in thought. Castiel managed to hear Dean as the pirate muttered to himself.

"Novak, of course it's Novak," Dean shook his head and chuckled quietly, all the while Castiel watched with one of his eyebrows raised once more as a sign of curiosity.

Dean smiled at Castiel, "Castiel Novak, and you were a sailor," the pirate pursed his lips slightly and nodded to himself before he got up from his position by the door.

"Well Cas, this has been fun. But after falling from a rooftop and all this chit-chat, I need to catch up on my beauty rest." He winked at the former sailor, "maybe we can talk again sometime." Cas watched as the pirate then elegantly fell onto his bed, covering his face with his old, dark hat.

Castiel shook his head after he found himself smiling at the sight of the sleeping Winchester. He cleared his throat slightly, and rolled his shoulders back before beginning to make his way back to the way out of the prison.

He stopped though, and knocked on a wooden door to his right that lay only a few yards from the exit. He watched and listened as someone walked over and opened the door, turning the knob.

He looked down at the person who opened the door and was met with warm, honey-amber eyes.

"Hello, Gabriel," Castiel greeted his older brother, who was surprised to see the taller of the two.

"Cassie!" Gabriel smiled and hugged him, it took Castiel a moment before hugging his brother back; he wasn't used to receiving many hugs.

"Who let you in this time?" Gabriel asked as he invited Castiel into his living quarters.

"Theo," Castiel replied as he looked around his brother's room. He noticed the various sweets that coated Gabriel's counters. He watched as Gabriel picked up a bag of confections.

"Not surprised. You should try these, they're candied orange slices. I just got these from Ms. Tate, she misses you by the way. You should visit her soon," Castiel turned down the sweets, watching as his brother popped a couple in his mouth.

"It is amazing your teeth haven't rotted away yet," Castiel commented. Gabriel smirked, "everyone has their beauty secrets," the elder brother replied before seating himself by his fireplace.

"So Cassie, what made you want to drop by the neighborhood?"

Castiel pulled out a wooden stool from his brother's table and sat across from Gabriel.

"Dean Winchester," Castiel answered. Once again Gabriel smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"Ah, the great and infamous Mr. Winchester. Quite the character, isn't he? He managed to piss of Thaddeus pretty good on his stroll over here."

Castiel nodded, easily able to understand why the officer would become so enraged because of the pirate. Gabriel's next question brought back Castiel's attention.

"So, why the curiosity with the ray of sunshine?" Castiel sighed before telling Gabriel of his first encounter with Dean, and then of his previous conversation with the Winchester.

"What I want to know," Castiel began, "is why he thinks he could try and take a ship all by himself. Also, how he and Zachariah happen to know each other. I don't know Gabriel, things have been getting all tangled in the Royal Service, I'm almost glad I was discharged so I could escape the growing turmoil." Castiel sighed and shook his head, he rubbed his temples slightly to try and calm the inner storm of thoughts that was happening in his mind. He looked around the room and noticed a particular blade and pistol almost hidden within Gabriel's collection of sweets.

"Are those his?" The former sailor asked.

"Yup," Gabriel nodded, "Zachariah had me take them and I didn't really have a place to put them so.."

Castiel stood up and walked over to the counter. He picked up and examined the blade, he couldn't help but admire the great craftsmanship of the sword; it was well made and taken care of.

Next he examined the pistol, it wasn't special or unique in any particular manner. He placed them back down and closed his eyes. Dean Winchester was everywhere he went, even at his brother's.

"I should probably go," Castiel spoke with a quiet voice to his own surprise. Gabriel nodded and smiled warmly his brother.

"Drop by more often, okay? And try to catch up on the finer things in life that you haven't appreciated yet. You seem like you could use a bit of R&R." Gabriel pulled his taller, younger brother into an embrace which Castiel returned.

Castiel sighed as he left the prison, the crowded street now with plenty of room thanks to the growing darkness of the approaching night. The moon was almost full as Castiel looked up to examine it. The stars had yet to truly come out, so the former sailor ended his star gazing and began to make his way back to his own home.

Castiel was almost across the rest of the street when he stopped at the sound of his brother.

"Castiel, Castiel!" Gabriel shouted. Castiel rushed to his brother, noticing that he held Dean's confiscated weapons.

"What is it Gabriel?" The former sailor asked, searching his brother's eyes for any hints as to why he was called.

"It's Winchester. He's escaped."

Well this was a fun chapter to write ^_^ Thank you all for reading, I really appreciate the email alerts I receive because of you guys! Please feel free to review, follow or favorite if you want to, and I'll try to get the new chapter out ASAP now that things are getting even more exciting :D