"Any sign of them?" Chuck rubbed his face.

"No, Your Majesty. We've searched everywhere. We've found no trace of your son - or Becky." The seahorse was really nervous. It hoped that the sea king wouldn't go off.

"Well, keep looking. Leave no shell unturned, no coral unexplored. Let no one in this kingdom sleep until he's safe at home!"

"Yes sire!" The seahorse swam

~•~

Dean showed Castiel around the kingdom. Making sure they stayed close so the boy wouldn't get lost. Despite Dean not even knowing the boy's name, he connected with him. Just by how they walked around and interacted without words. Becky, Meg, and Crowley watched them from afar. It was frustrating all of them that  Dean hadn't puckered up yet. But it wouldn't be easy since they were both males...

Dean was a closeted bisexual and no one knew. Castiel was homosexual, but only his friends knew. They didn't care however. Love at first sight is almost impossible. Dean found himself falling for the mute boy, but didn't know his name or if he was interested in boys... So he was hopeless.

They ended up wanting to explore the lake by sunset. That meant they had 24 hours to kiss. 24 hours before Castiel became a merman again. Dean was admiring him as they went down stream  in the rowboat, and he thought he was crazy as he stared at the strangers blue eyes... He still didn't have a name to put to him. But god he was beautiful.

Overhead in a tree, Crowley was holding Meg and was overlooking what was happening.

"Move over - move your big feathers. I can't see a thing!" Meg kept complaining.

"Nothing is happening. . . . Only one day left, and that boy ain't puckered up once. O.K. All right, this calls for a little vocal romantic stimulation. Stand back." He dropped Meg into the water and she ended up beside Becky. They watched as Crowley flew over the boat, despteratly trying to sing but it was just squeaking.

Apparently Dean thought it was bad too because he just chuckled. "Wow. Somebody should find that poor animal and put it out of its misery." He nudged Castiel playfully and the both of them laughed. But Castiel had a blush on his face just from the simple touch.

"Jeez, man, I'm surrounded by amateurs! You want something done, you've got to do it yourself. First, we got to create the mood. Percussion. . . Strings. . .  Winds. . . Words. . . " Becky cleared her throat before she started to sing. "There you see him. Sitting there across the way. He don't got a lot to say. But there's something about him. And you don't know why. But you're dying to try. You wanna kiss the boy."

Dean's eyes widened when heard it... and silently agreed. "Did you hear that?"

Castiel shrugged with an even darker blush and decided to just look down.

"Yes, you want him. Look at him, you know you do. Possible he wants you too. There is one way to ask him. It don't take a word. Not a single word. Go on and kiss the boy."

Dean stopped thinking and just stared at Castiel the whole time that he heard the singing. He focused on his eyes and then his lips.

"My oh my. Look like the boy too shy. Ain't gonna kiss the boy? Ain't that sad? Ain't it a shame? Too bad, he gonna miss the boy."

Dean bit his lip. "You know, I feel really bad not knowing your name. Heh - maybe I could guess. Is it, err, Max?" Castiel shook his head. "O.K., no." Dean chuckled. "How 'bout - Derek? Robert?"

Becky decided to whisper it and it made Dean jump. "Castiel. His name is Castiel."

The prince just trusted his gut with that. Wether it have been fate or a ghost that told him. "Castiel?" The other boy nodded. "Hmm... Castiel. That's a pretty name. But can I call you Cas?"

Cas nodded with a smile and then Becky started singing again. "Now's your moment. Floating in a blue lagoon. Boy you better do it soon. No time will be better
He don't say a word. And he won't say a word. Until you kiss the boy.
Don't be scared. You got the mood prepared. Go on and kiss the boy."

Dean looked up at the sky and saw how beautiful it was. He scooted closer and took ahold of Cas's hand and showed him.

"Don't stop now. Don't try to hide it how. You want to kiss the boy. Float along. And listen to the song. The song say kiss the boy. The music play. Do what the music say. You got to kiss the boy. You've got to kiss the boy.  You wanna kiss the boy. You've gotta kiss the boy. Go on and kiss the boy."

They finally pealed their eyes away from the sky and looked at each other. They were barely an inch away from each other. Cas thought his heart was going to beat out of his chest as he licked his lips, trying to give the hint. He was too shy to make the first move. He wanted Dean to. But he didn't k ow how to tell him.

Dean wanted to kiss him too. It was a very steong and scary urge. Yes, he'd kissed other people before. He'd gone all the way with so many strangers. But something about Castiel wanted him to cherish it. But just as he leaned in to do it, their boat got tipped over.

Ezekiel and Gadreel had been spying for Amara. It was supposedly a fair deal between Cas and the sea witch, but with her minions watching, there was no doubt that Cas would be one of her shriveled up souls by the end of this. The eels felt so proud of themselves as they swam away from the two who were trying to swim to shore. Dean was fumbling for words, trying to apologize. He was sorry for it all. He didn't know why the boat tipped but he assumed it was his fault...