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 Four~
"So you think that whatever was upstairs has been raping her…?" Dean asked, Castiel nodding as he rested his head on his hand, wiping his tears away.
"It's clearly happened more than once for her to get like that," Castiel whispered, "It seems she just doesn't fight back anymore…"
The creaking on the stairs led the angel to regain his composure and the others to stop whispering as Alison poked her head around the living room, smiling at her angel.
"Castiel." She said, her sweet voice making Sam and Dean smile as well as Castiel.
"Ali," Castiel replied, "Are you okay?"
Ali nodded and moved to her angel lover, kissing his lips with tenderness and love.
"S…S…Sam…"
Sam beamed at the young woman who grinned to herself.
"D…D…Dea…Dean…"
Dean smiled at her and she smiled back.
"Hey, Sweetheart." Dean said softly, Alison blushing in response.
"Hey, Ali." Sam said sweetly, Alison letting out a tiny giggle before looking up at Castiel and sighing, curling into his side.
Castiel smiled dreamily and wound his arms around Alison, pressing a kiss to her forehead and then her cheek.
"Ali…now you're getting the hang of the whole talking thing…" Dean began, "Can you tell us what's been happening? How have you ended up like this?"
Alison turned away and buried her face in Castiel's neck, letting out a small whimper of the angel's name. Castiel sighed lightly and held her tightly, pressing a kiss to her temple before looking at Dean and Sam apologetically. Dean just raised a hand letting Castiel know that there wasn't anything to worry about.
"Ali, I understand that this is hard, my darling," Castiel whispered, "But we need to know what happened…why were you naked when I came upstairs last night?"
Alison just broke into tears and pushed herself away from Castiel, getting up and running out of the room to head upstairs.
"Ali!" Castiel called, trying to block out the sobs coming from Alison as she headed into her room before turning to Sam and Dean, "I'd better…I'm sorry, I'll be back in a minute."
Castiel decided not to just appear upstairs this time. He let her know she was coming by climbing the set of creaky stairs that Alison had. He heard shuffling and then her sobbing stopped, which let him know she was looking for someone to come through the door. He knocked and poked his head around the door to see her face red and teary.
"Ali…it's okay."
She turned away from the angel and hid her face in the pillows.
"Alison…please…"
The use of her full name made her shudder and she held out her hand, face still buried in the pillows. Castiel took it and gripped it tight, sitting beside her and rubbing her back soothingly.
"Please…"
Alison could hear how desperate he was to know the truth but she couldn't…she just couldn't tell him…
"Please talk to me, Ali."
Alison sat up and took a deep breath, looking at her angel with tears rolling down her face.
"R-R-Ra…" She began, sobbing in between, "Raph-Raphael…"
"Raphael?" Castiel asked, "What did Raphael do? What's he done to you, Sweetheart?"
Alison gave him a look that just confirmed Castiel's fears.
"Has he…?" He began, "Did he…did he rape you, Alison?"
The young woman turned away and Castiel growled, standing from the bed and looking up to the Heavens.
"GET DOWN HERE, YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" Castiel yelled, his true voice coming through and sending Alison flying into the wall.
Raphael appeared and smirked at Castiel and the younger angel growled. Alison watched in horror as the fighting began.
-TBC-
Sorry this was only short, but the next chapter's gonna be full of fighting and protectiveness. After that the healing process will begin! xxxx
