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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."
As much as Dean wanted to, he knew he needed to seek out Bobby before he could take back his ship. He raced through the alleyways once more, time wasn't on his side as he assumed that the guards would be alerted once more.
Finally Dean found the familiar back house, and he banged on the door.
"Bobby, it's Dean." The pirate waited as the older man opened the door, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Dean walked into the house and Bobby embraced the Winchester tightly. Dean hugged him back, allowing himself to slow down and relax for a moment.
"I thought they got you, boy." Bobby said as he held onto Dean by his shoulders.
"They did, Bobby. But I'm out and I need to hurry. How fast will it take you to call in everybody?"
"It shouldn't take long, what do you mean they had you?" Bobby searched through the various pieces of paper on his table while he talked to Dean.
"As in I fell off a roof, Zachariah showed up and I got arrested. I even got a visitor," Dean replied looking towards the door occasionally. Bobby stopped his search and looked at Dean.
"Kid, you just can't go anywhere without running into trouble, can you?"
Dean smiled at Bobby, "that seems to be the case, Bobby."
The older man shook his head and walked over to his window, giving a low whistle. He turned back towards Dean.
"Who was your visitor?"
Dean shook his head, a chuckle escaping him.
"You never told me that Castiel was a member of the Novak family. Imagine my surprise to hear that he's not only a Novak, but he was also a sailor! Strange how the universe works, don't you think?"
"The Novaks are a big family, Dean." Bobby paused after hearing a reply to his whistle, a higher-pitched call returning his original message. He whistled a tune out of the window and faced Dean.
"They should be making their way to her now, you best get going you idjit. Lord knows what trouble you'll run into out there if you don't get a move on."
Dean laughed before walking over to Bobby and hugging the elder man once more, his embrace fierce and tight.
"Thank you Bobby, for everything." Bobby wrapped his arms around the pirate, allowing himself to smile.
"Yeah kid, just promise me you'll find him and never let him out of your sight, got it?" They let go of the embrace, Bobby's hands now holding Dean's shoulders.
"I'm gonna find him, Bobby. Don't worry," Dean answered, his eyes now full of confidence and determination.
Bobby nodded, and with one last squeeze he released the Winchester from his grip, and watched as the pirate raced out of the house for a second time.
Castiel and Gabriel raced through the town, trying to find the shortest way to the port.
Castiel growled in anger, "Who thought placing the prison and the port on opposite sides of the town would be a good idea?"
"Well at least we know where he's going, Cassie," Gabriel replied, the two pushing past the small crowds still gathered in the street. Eyes were drawn to the Novak brothers as they sprinted, curiosity bubbling inside the spectators.
"Do you know who's on guard at the port right now?" Castiel asked, his eyes focused on trying to find faster ways to the port.
"It should be Nathaniel and Neil on duty right now," Gabriel answered, keeping pace with Castiel.
"If only we could alert them," Castiel cursed, taking a sharp right into the alleyway. Gabriel bumped into the wall as he followed Castiel, trying to stay close to his younger brother. Castiel listened as his brother remained quiet. Purpose pushed him forward as he veered to the left, smiling as his brother cursed and ran against the wall, angered by the unexpected turn.
"No time to waste," Castiel called out to Gabriel and couldn't help but smile at the sound of his brother muttering under his breath.
Dean looked over the corner at the nearby peer, admiring his ship before focusing on the two guards that stood by the entrance. Multiple plans began to form in his mind, but he jumped as a hand gripped his shoulder.
"Son of a-" Dean began until a hand covered his mouth. The stranger pulled him back into the darkness of the alley before releasing him.
The Winchester turned to face his mystery attacker, but immediately dropped his stance at the sight of just who it was.
"Balthazar you ass," Dean whispered angrily at the man in the shadows, his smile sticking out among the darkness.
"Ello, Winchester; it's been awhile," Balthazar greeted, stepping out from his cover. He pulled the infamous pirate into a quick embrace. Dean smirked at the fellow pirate.
"That it has been. How's business?"
"Oh you know, full of drunks that keep it standing. But I've got a friend who's been eyeing the place for a bit now, they were surprised by my offer," Balthazar grinned once more as he shook his head slightly, "it's a miracle that you managed to find her again."
"Any sign of the others?" Dean asked, looking back towards the port once more.
"You should know that most of us jumped at the opportunity to sail again, keeping on the down low isn't really appealing, Winchester." Balthazar looked up towards the sky.
"Anyways most of us are around, just waiting for our fearless leader to arrive," Balthazar continued, his eyes dancing with happiness and anticipation. A smile formed on Dean's face at the sight, saving a retort that he was about to counter with.
"Well lets get this show on the road, shall we?" Dean asked, observing the empty street in front of him. The pirate smiled before whistling a well known song of the sea. His pitch bounced from low to high, and he watched as the guards looked around to try and find the creator of the tune.
Dean and Balthazar stood side-by-side, and they glanced at each other. After sharing one look, the two walked out of the darkness and into the moonlit street. Balthazar joined Dean in the tune, and together they walked down towards the pier. Dean's face brightened at the sound of another whistle joining them, and soon more gathered. A choir of whistles sang in the street, marching as one.
He glanced back and grinned at the sight, the crew reunited once more. He carried the tune even louder, until finally they stopped only a few yards from the tense guards. The soldiers eyes were wide as they stared down the reunited crew. The collected pirates' eyes were filled with nothing but joy and mischief as they stared down the last minor road block.
"Gentlemen," Dean greeted as he took off his hat and held it to his chest, "we've come to acquire our ship. Now you have two choices, let us pass. Or, if you are brave as you are stupid, you may try to stop us. No rush." Dean's eyes were bright and he smirked as the two soldiers looked to one another for consideration, he enjoyed the look of fear that gathered in the shorter one's eyes.
Dean nodded after silence was the only words spoken by the two guards.
"Well then, I believe a decision has been made," Dean faced Balthazar, "if you could deal with them, please."
Balthazar gave a small bow, "of course, Oh Great One.," his voice thick with sarcasm that melted with his accent. He signaled for a few of the others to assist him, and together they dragged the guards away,their hands and feet bound and gagged so as to not alert the others.
Dean turned to his gathered crew as he settled his hat back upon his head. He joined the others and their own smiles.
"Shall we?" Dean smirked and embraced the warm feelings that gathered inside of him. Sure his body still hurt like hell, but it had worked.
His family was reunited once more, and he embraced every feeling that gathered inside of him.
"All right, let's get her ready to sail!" Dean ordered, and the crew started to work, the captain watching from the pier as sailor after sailor began to head towards the Impala.
But Dean took a look back towards the street, and his eyebrows raised at the sight of a speeding coat of tan approaching.
Castiel and Gabriel were running down the center of the main street, Castiel's eyes locked on a particular pirate who stood on the nearing pier.
"Where's Nathaniel and Neil?" Castiel asked, drawing his blade as they ran.
"He must've taken care of them, only explanation as to why they aren't there. They're good soldiers," Gabriel answered, his own hand wrapped around the hilt of Dean's blade, the other on the Winchester's pistol.
Castiel's eyes narrowed, and he picked up his pace, pushing himself to go as fast as he could. Gabriel did his best to keep up with his younger brother, both of them now focused as they finally reached the pier.
Castiel listened as Dean whistled with a high-pitch, but the former sailor ignored him. He rushed up the pier ahead of Gabriel before jumping towards the pirate, his sword lashing out.
Dean managed to jump back, cursing at the close call and the lack of his own sword.
"Hello to you too, Cas," Dean greeted, Castiel stared at the tense pirate; Dean wary of the blade and Castiel's stance.
"What did you do to Nathaniel and Neil?" Castiel asked, his eyes boring into Dean's bright green orbs.
"Don't worry," Dean said as he took a step back from Castiel with a hand outstretched, "they're not dead. Not how I really like to roll on people who're just doing their job," he answered as he continued to back up as Castiel approached.
"You're coming with me, Winchester," Castiel ordered, his eyes fierce and confident as the pirate continued to back away from him.
Dean licked his lips, his eyes searching all around the pier until he looked behind Castiel and the features on his face relaxed.
Castiel began to turn around to see what Dean saw, but was interrupted as a blond-haired man with a goatee swung down from a rope on the ship the color of shadows, barreling into the former sailor.
Dean watched as the two rolled and tumbled on the pier, Castiel's sword having escaped from his hand after the stranger collided with him.
Finally the two came to a stop, and the younger Novak brother wrestled with the stranger. But the stranger rolled on top of Castiel, pinning his wrists above his head. The man who pinned the former sailor looked to Dean, a dazzling smile appearing on the strange man's face. The infamous pirate smiled and shook his head at the sight.
"Always with the dramatic entrances, Balthazar."
Balthazar's smile widened, "helped save your ass, you damsel in distress."
"My hero," Dean muttered, bending down and picking up Castiel's sword. He examined the blade as he walked over to Castiel.
Castiel turned his head the other way, and it was then that he noticed that Gabriel was unarmed, his face full with a look of being pissed off as a gun was held to his head. Castiel squinted as he looked at the man who stood behind his older brother.
"Bobby?" Dean and Castiel asked unanimously, Castiel frowned as he felt his cheeks redden slightly when he and the pirate shared the call.
Bobby glanced down at Castiel before talking to Dean. "We don't have time for formalities boy, the royal officers are on their way. You're lucky I made it here first."
"Thanks Bobby," Dean nodded before looking back down at the pinned former sailor. Balthazar kept his eyes trained on Castiel as he held the young man down. His voice was directed towards his captain as he maintained his hold on the man under him.
"What do you want to do about these two, Winchester?"
Dean was silent for a moment before he heard the beginnings of shouts gathering further up the large street. He cursed silently, his mind racing as he thought of what to do. Dean glanced once at Gabriel before his eyes landed on Castiel's own striking blue.
"We don't have time, take them on board and put them in the brig," Dean ordered before walking over to where Gabriel and Bobby stood, collecting his weapons from the older Novak's feet.
"Thanks for holding on to these," Dean said to the guard before turning around and walking back to his ship.
"Hurry it up!" The captain ordered as he got on board, watching his crew as they bustled about, loading the ship with supplies and preparing for take off.
"It feels good to be back," Dean whispered to himself, smiling as he ran a hand along one of the railings on the edge of his beloved ship.
Okay, I believe this is officially one of my new favorite chapters that I've written now. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it, and I'll post the next chapter soon! I'm considering starting up a schedule for when I post, although my organizational skills could use some help. Review, follow, or favorite if you want to!