Castiel sat defeated on his bed with his head in his hands. Of course, Dean didn't remember him. What was he thinking? The voice on the phone didn't even sound like Dean, it was ..not as scruffy, or sexy. Hell it's been a month, he's probably moved on. That was probably his boyfriend or something. Oh god, he was gonna be sick. All that time he wasted, thinking Dean would be an acceptable reward. He'd never even sent a text, what the hell was wrong with him? Did he honestly expect the most gorgeous man on the planet to wait around on him?

Gabriel called just a minute later not even giving him time to process his thoughts. After steadily declining offers to go out and drink it off, he clicked to dismiss the call and then abruptly turned his phone off to keep his brother from annoying him during his adult pity party he's throwing for himself.

The hours seem to drag on as he curls tighter in his bed, now in comfortable old pajamas. He does his best to forget the gorgeous smile, the jade green eyes, the way Dean's strong arms wrapped around him as they danced. Instead he's flooded with the entire scenario as if he's reliving it. He can still smell Dean's cologne, can still feel his lips against his ear, he can still hear the sound of his voice singing along with the music. He scolded himself as a single tear streamed down his face. This was ridiculous, one hour spent with a man should not evoke such emotion from anyone, certainly not him.

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They pulled into Sam's driveway and Dean gave him a quick pat on the back before he got out.

"Oh Dean, almost forgot... while you were getting pie, you got a call from "unknown." . I think his name was Castiel or something."

"What the hell Sammy, you're just telling me now?"

"Dean it's been like 30 minutes what's the big deal? Just call him back if you wanna talk to him."

"Sam...that's THE guy. I've been waiting for a fucking month, and you ALMOST forgot completely!"

"Oh sorry man, if you'd told me his name we wouldn't be in this situation though. So remember that before you jump on that high horse of yours."

Dean couldn't be bothered to deal with his whiny bitch of a brother at the moment. Castiel actually called... he called Dean!

Dean picked the phone up and went through his incoming list and called back the last number.

It rang four times before being sent to voice-mail

"You have reached the voice-mail-box of "I don't understand why do you want me to say my name?" Please leave your message after the tone."

"Well that's certainly a unique greeting Cas. Look sorry about missing your call Sammy answered while I was distracted by pie. I guess I'll try you again later or you can just call me back when you get this."

Press one to send..

Dean quickly pressed one before it continued on.

"I'm sorry but this mailbox is full, please try again later."

"Damn it SAM!" Dean hissed.

Dean walked up to the door and banged loudly. Sam opened it to a very upset Dean.

"Tell me what you said EXACTLY!"

After Sam replayed what he could remember of the conversation which was most of it, Dean shook his head. Now Castiel would assume Dean didn't remember him, or worse that he'd found someone close enough to him to answer his phone.

"Sammy you're my brother and I love you, but so help me if you ever answer my phone again... I'm going to shoot you in the face."

Dean left, feeling much worse than he had when his day started.. which in reality was pretty sucky. This was his last day off for the next six he just wanted to go drink himself blind somewhere at this point.

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Castiel woke up hours later, he tried to focus his eyes on the clock. It was nearly 9 o'clock in the evening. He groaned feeling his body ache from the suffering he'd objected himself to. Right now Gabriel's offer to get shit faced was looking better every second, of course he didn't want to actually BE with Gabriel. That would just lead to some sort of out of control hi-jinx. He wanted to be able to walk freely tomorrow and with Gabriel around you never knew exactly how long you would be gone. It could be anywhere from one night to three weeks, Castiel learned that the hard way.

After cleaning himself up, and getting dressed he realized that he still had the itch to drown his sorrows. Of course now that he was dressed the only bar he knew of that was close enough, wasn't exactly the place to run away from the man or memory he was trying to avoid. If Dean could forget him and move on, well... so could he. He grabbed his keys and headed to the Roadhouse. One thing Castiel James realized since he met Dean the first time, now that he was concerned about himself... he could be as stubborn as a mule. He was determined to not let this ridiculously handsome man ruin his entire day.

He stepped through the doors and sure enough the same blonde from last time was perched behind the thought about turning and walking straight out but then realized not only would that be incredibly rude, but it wouldn't make him feel any better either. He was well aware of the fact that alcohol didn't fix the problem, but it sure as hell made it easier to forget for a little while. He took the same seat in front of the bar and waited.

"Well damn, I thought Dean fixed that grumpy face of yours."

"Maybe I should just go." He said as he stood up to leave.

"Hey now, wait a minute. I didn't mean to run you off. What can I get ya? A double shot of Smirnoff?"

"Make it three."

"Alright then handsome, just take it easy. I know you can handle it... but don't go passing out at my bar."

He nodded in agreement as she poured his shots in front of him.

"I'll be right back, don't you take off... ya hear?"

"I'm not leaving until I can't feel it anymore." He whispered to himself when she walked far enough away to no longer be able to hear him.

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"Hello."

"Get your ass down here now!"

"Jo?" he said groggily.

"Tall, dark, and handsome is about to drink himself stupid. Get down here now Dean, I can only water down a few of his drinks."

"Don't let him leave Jo.. please just don't let him leave. I'll be right there."

Dean wasn't sure he'd ever moved so fast. He threw his best outfit on with little to no effort and grabbed his shoes and a jacket before rushing out the door. He ran the three blocks without even noticing.

"CAS!"

That's when he turned around and Dean's knees went weak.

"Dean?"

He turned quickly to look suspiciously at Jo.

"You..gotta...lemme..explain."

Dean was in shape, really he was. He just ran faster than he had since his high school track team just now and didn't breathe much on the way, that's all.

"Dean it's fine. I realize that I shouldn't have expected you to sit around waiting for me for an entire month. You have nothing to explain."

"Sammy's...a ...dick! Answered... phone...I was... gone...pie! Shit! One..minute."

He sat down beside Cas and took a few seconds to gather himself some air.

"Sorry, I was out with Sam and I was getting Congratulatory Pie, and he answered my phone. He didn't know it was you.. he thought you were some sort of punk calling to threaten me.. People do that ya know, to cops. Anyway, he didn't tell me until like 30 minutes later and when I called back I got your voice-mail, nice greeting by the way, but when I left a message it said your inbox was full to try again. I remember you, I waited for you, I would very much like to have dinner with you!"

"You really waited for me? All this time?"

Dean blushed a little, he couldn't help it.

"Yeah, I came in asking Jo if she'd seen you practically every day for the last month. That's why she called me when you came in. She knew how badly I wanted to see you again. I hope you aren't mad."

"How could I be mad at you for that? I don't know what I did to deserve it but I'm not going to complain."

"You wanna dance?"

"I'd love to."

Dean dropped some change in the jukebox and sure enough what would be their incredibly weird, random song began to play.

"Sing to me Dean."

Dean pulled him even closer thinking his life could not get better than this, and he'd eventually forgive Sam...eventually.

You have the right to remain silent.
Anything that you say, as I hold you against me.
Will forever be a secret, between us two.
I've been wanting you, but you didn't know it.
And now that he's gone at last I can show it.
If your heart is tired for the rest of your life,
Lay your love on me.

A/N: Okay that's all she wrote folks, Happily Ever After, Forever and Ever Amen! The fat lady has sang and Elvis has left the building... Hope you liked it.. All my luv

-swlfangirl