Summary: Gabriel brings Imogen out of Hell and tries his best to heal her. She's far more wounded and damaged than he ever could've suspected. Sequel to "Saving You". PLEASE REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or it's characters.

Pairing: Gabriel/OC.

Healing You

-TWO-

Imogen's skin burned as she was shackled up for another nightmarish torture session. Her personal torturer, a demon they call Belial was vicious beyond belief, and his methods were creative. Rape was one of his favourite things to do, and judging by the fact she'd been shackled first, Imogen would be getting that later. All the time she prayed for Gabriel to come and rescue her. Thinking of Gabriel was the only thing that got her through when she was being savagely shredded to pieces, slashed, burned, raped, beaten, scratched, even dismembered in huge chunks.

Gabriel, on the surface, knew that she was hurting. He could feel it in his Grace from when he bound them together. Finally the time came and Gabriel looked to God.

"Father, please let me get her out now! Please!"

The ground shook violently as the chasm opened, the Archangel spreading his wings and diving in to find Imogen. His wings spread wide, his Archangelic Grace terrifying every damn demon in Hell, leaving him with the souls that were being tortured.

Imogen looked up through the web of chains and saw a bright light. Gabriel saw Imogen's naked body strapped with shackles and he growled, swooping down and breaking the chains before bundling the bare, beaten, bruised, bloody, battered, broken girl into his arms.

"I'm here, Baby." He whispered, "It's okay, it's over."

Wrapping her in his Grace and in his wings, soaring towards the surface where they burst through the ground. Gabriel spread his wings again and they set off in search of the Winchester's motel.

Gabriel sat in the bathtub behind Imogen in his boxers as he cleaned her wounds. She needed tenderness and care, and this was not really an occasion to just click the wounds away. The Archangel hoped and believed the contact would help her heal. She curled in on herself and sobbed quietly into her knees.

"Hush now, Imogen." He said softly, washing her blood coated hair carefully and kissing her shoulder.

She shuddered at the contact and it made Gabriel wince a little. Maybe more damage had been done than he'd thought. She'd not said a word since she came back. Through her pain, she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, curling up into his body and sobbing into his neck. Gabriel wound his arms around her and closed his eyes, sighing as he held her close to him. He pressed kisses to her forehead before she released him and sat up, curling bringing her knees back to her chest. A tear escaped Gabriel's eye but he quickly wiped it away and returned to cleaning her wounds. When he'd clean one, he'd stroke it tenderly and it would heal. He'd seen to the wounds on her front first and was now focussing on her back and her hair. Her face was as beautiful as it always was, as was her body. He massaged the shampoo into her hair and she started muttering things which slowly became clearer.

"I'm a good girl…I promise I can make you feel good…"

Her first words sounded so pathetic and sad. She reached behind her to cup Gabriel's length but he grabbed her arm.

"No, Imogen. This stops now." He said sternly, seeing her flinch, nod and sob into her knees.

"Sorry." She whimpered, letting out another soft sob.

"Don't be. Not for anything." Gabriel whispered, continuing to clean and heal her wounds.

"NO!" Imogen screamed

Gabriel shot up and wrapped his arms around Imogen, pulling the sobbing, damn-near-hyperventilating girl into his embrace and stroking gentle fingers through her hair.

"Come away from it, Imogen. It's over." The Archangel whispered before sighing and closing his eyes, guilt sweeping through him that he'd not been able to save her in the first place, or get her out any earlier.

He felt her breathe his scent in, that scent of ozone and sweet treats that Imogen knew and loved so much.

"I'm gonna try and fix you, Baby. I promise."

He felt her nod against him and he tried to shush her back to sleep.

He knew damn well that this was going to take a lot of patience and a lot of hard work, but he loved Imogen enough to do everything he could to heal her. He made a mental list of possible things he could do to help her heal, thinking right until the sun came up the next morning.

-TBC-