Summary: Castiel appears to the Winchesters with concerns about another of his charges, who turns out to be his lover as well. She won't speak…or can't. It could be the result of some kind of trauma. Can they find out what it was and help her? PLEASE R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters.

A/N: This is Post Apocalypse, and Castiel isn't an Archangel, he's just the good old regular angel. This may be dark in places.

Speak to Me

~Chapter One~

This had been worrying Castiel since he'd met up with Alison Layne again. In all the years he'd known her and been with her, she'd never behaved that way. He kissed her forehead and left her a note promising he'd be back soon before going to Maine where the Winchesters were.

The flutter of wings sounded and Dean turned around to see Castiel standing there with tearful eyes.

"Cas?" He asked, moving towards the angel, "What's wrong?"

"I need help…" the angel breathed, "Where's Sam?"

"Getting food," Dean replied, "Why, what's going on?"

"It's another charge of mine…" Castiel began, blushing before adding the part, "My lover."

Dean raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"Wow, Cas…didn't know you had it in you."

"This isn't funny." Castiel replied, "She's stopped speaking…completely. I don't understand why and she's nervous all the time…especially when I leave her…"

"You want us to come and check it out?" Dean asked, the angel wiping a tear away and nodding.

"When you have the time…" He said sheepishly, Dean shaking his head and patting Castiel's shoulder.

"This is a priority now, okay?" Dean began, "I'll get Sam back here and get packing. Where are we headed?"

"Medfield, Massachusetts." Castiel replied, giving Dean the address, "I'd better get back, Alison might be worrying."

"Alison …pretty name." Dean said softly, "She sounds nice."

Castiel turned and looked at Dean with a smile on his face.

"She's beautiful in every way…" Castiel replied, "Thank you, Dean."

"Any time." Dean said with a nod, watching the angel leave.

Castiel arrived back at Alison's bedside, seeing her sat up with tears in her eyes, reaching out for him.

"Ali? Ali, it's okay…" He promised sitting beside her and carding a hand through her hair.

She collapsed against him and sniffled, holding onto him tightly as he wound his arms around her.

"Oh, Ali…what's happened to you?" Castiel asked, "Why won't you talk to me?"

Alison just pressed closer and shivered. It was around eleven-thirty in the evening and she looked so tired, so Castiel laid her back against the pillows and clicked his fingers, appearing in a t-shirt and sweatpants before climbing into bed beside her.

"Sleep now, my darling." He whispered, wiping her tears away with his thumb before stroking her head tenderly until she fell asleep.

He didn't leave her side all night.

-TBC-

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