Summary: Set in 2014 (5x04). When a twenty year old girl arrives at the camp, Castiel is assigned to look after her. As time progresses they grow closer, and in the end of times, they both need someone to hold. Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters, 'cause they all belong to a genius called Eric Kripke *Blesses him in a shower of cookies for giving us such a wonderful series*

Pairings: Dean/Jo, Castiel/OC, Chuck/Becky.

A/N: Please, please, please let me know what you guys think of this story so far! Feedback's always helpful! I want to know whether you want me to continue this story or not. :)

Someone to Hold

Chapter Four: Rehabilitate

Becky and Jo deemed Lily well enough to leave the infirmary, keeping the notepad and pen with her in case. They'd found some clothes from one of the storage cabins for her and also got her some toiletries ready. Becky gave her a Bible to read if she wished and some prayer beads, and Jo gave her some perfumes and a few good horror novels. Lily was progressively talking more. Everything that'd happened over the past week had been enough to render her temporarily mute, but when she did speak her words were as fluent as ever. Castiel had permission from Dean to let Lily stay with him, and the hunter obliged before saying, "Oh, and remember, Cas, before you drive your midnight meat train into her tunnel, you might wanna consider the blockage in the way." That euphemism had made Castiel feel physically sick, and to have such disrespect for a girl who was so pure was just wrong. He wanted to punch the other man but it wasn't wise, not when the poor girl was sat outside Dean's cabin waiting for him, perhaps even hearing that statement. She was very innocent with intimacy, so maybe she didn't understand the euphemism. Dean appeared on the porch and watched them leave, Castiel taking Lily's hand (not locking fingers) and leading her to his cabin. "Castiel's Bitches", as Dean affectionately called them, stood glaring at the young woman as Castiel took her away, only making the poor girl more frightened.

"Hey, girls!" Dean called, all of them turning to look at him, "You don't own him, so put the claws away!"

The women scowled and went back to their conversation.

"She's getting a bit close for comfort isn't she?" Tara said, "Looks like we might have competition, girls."

Tara was the leader of the group, the one Castiel usually started his "Meetings" with. She was blonde with straight hair that rested at her rib cage, with a venomous tongue that when used would cause her green eyes to brighten somewhat (kinda freaky). Then came Tiffany who was Tara's right hand woman, the redhead with shoulder-length hair who was the one Castiel started with if Tara wasn't there (which rarely happened). She was his favourite for a sensual massage, and sometimes got a little extra time with him after.

"Look at the state of her though," Tiffany remarked, "She's too covered up for him, he'd never take her."

"Probably a virgin," Sharon said, "Should we really judge her though? I mean I saw her when Castiel brought her to the infirmary and man did she look scared."

Sharon was a less bitchy than the other two. Castiel would often compliment her on the way she would bring a bit of tenderness to the sessions (which only occurred once or twice a month by the way), since she was damn good at caressing and kissing. She had shoulder length dirty-blonde hair that was thick and soft, the colour making her blue eyes stand out a mile.

"Seriously…she was mumbling things and muttering things about her father…maybe she's had a really bad past, we shouldn't judge her 'til we get to know her. " Sharon finished.

"Well maybe you shouldn't judge her at all," Melody said with a hint of anger in her voice, "The poor girl arrived the other day in that torrential downpour and has only just found someone she can trust. So what if that person is Castiel? There's nothing we can do about it."

Melody was the sensible, sweet one, who Castiel would like to spend a little more time with on occasion. She had dark, curly hair that rested just above her shoulder blades, a stunning smile and dark brown eyes. She, secretly, was Castiel's favourite. By far she was the nicest girl in that group, and one of the nicest people in the camp.

"Dean was right, it's not like we own Castiel, okay?" She continued, "We all hook up with him once or twice a month for a couple of hours of sex and then we return and carry on as normal. I actually hope that they get together, 'cause then maybe you bitches would get your acts together and stop being so possessive."

With that, Melody walked away. Maybe she'd meet the new girl later. Would Castiel invite her to his "Meetings" though? Would he just keep her to himself? Would it be such a terrible thing if the sessions stopped, really? There are plenty of guys on the camp, someone's bound to want them…

"How dare she?" Tara asked with offence.

"Anyway, the matter at hand," Tiffany interrupted, "When do we introduce ourselves?"

"We don't." Sharon said sternly, "It's unfair to torment a girl so traumatised. According to the rumours she doesn't talk much and she had a bad background."

"Don't you girls ever quit it?" Dean's strong voice asked, making them all jump, "Fuck rumours and getting your bitch-claws out. Any of you so much as say one wrong word to that girl then I'll make you work with the drainage for a month."

The girl's widened their eyes. The drainage had to be the worst job in the place, and people would work with the drainage for a week before it rotated. They weren't due a turn until November and it was now April.

"One wrong word. Am I clear?" Dean asked, the girls nodding and blushing a little.

"Yes, Dean."

Dean nodded and returned to his cabin, locking the door and kissing Jo passionately. He'd better work his appetite up for lunch.

"Make yourself at home." Castiel said softly, leading the young woman into his cabin, "It's not much but…"

"Thanks." Lily said sweetly, "It's nice."

Castiel smiled at her proudly. This was the most she'd spoken all day; other things were smiles, nods, 'Yes', 'No', 'Please', 'Thank you', and shakes of the head.

"Thanks." Castiel replied, "I'll take the couch tonight, you take the bed."

Lily looked to the mattress in the corner and shook her head, grabbing Castiel's hand, putting the bag that Becky and Jo had prepared for her by the sofa (which looked Goddamn uncomfortable) and pointed to the bed.

"Y-you stay…stay with me." She whispered, "Scared to sleep alone."

Castiel nodded and squeezed her hand reassuringly before sitting her on the sofa.

"You have a nice voice." He said softly, "It's lovely to hear. I'd like to hear it more."

Lily smiled and blushed, looking away from Castiel and back to him again.

"Yours is soothing." She replied, with a soft smile.

Castiel grinned and stood up.

"Are you hungry?"

A nod.

"Thirsty?"

Another nod.

"Right, well I'll pick you something up from the mess hall okay?" He whispered, "You can go and take a shower if you like. The room isn't too big and the water's not too warm though."

Lily smiled and nodded at Castiel as she stood to move to the shower room.

"What food do you like?" Castiel asked, waiting patiently for Lily to answer.

"Oatmeal." She replied, "Warm oatmeal…please."

Castiel smiled and moved towards the beaded curtain he had over the threshold to the cabin. The door was held open against the cabin wall, so Castiel could close it if he ever got too cold. To give the girl more privacy he smiled at her before assuring her.

"I'm going to lock the door, okay?" Castiel began, "Just so no-one comes and invades your space."

"Okay." Lily replied in a small voice before heading into the shower, "Thank you."

She removed the clothes Jo and Becky had given her. She didn't want to show much skin at all so they'd resorted in a powder blue turtleneck sweater and a black dress to wear over the top flesh-coloured stockings and black pumps. The dress went just passed her knees. Castiel had told her how pretty she looked, not only being honest but trying to boost her confidence too. He was really good with other people, which is why Dean assigned him to caring for Lily. Dean didn't mean to make the young woman upset the other day, he really didn't…he just needed to know, needed that comforting reassurance. Lily stepped under the spray, her thick, dark brown hair turning almost black as the water cleaned it. Castiel was right, it wasn't too warm, but it was warm enough for her there and then. She washed herself and her hair with a delicious smelling shower gel and shampoo. The fragrance was comforting, as was the lukewarm water. Climbing out, she wrapped herself in a towel and got dried, catching a glimpse of her body in the mirror. She still had the scar on her side, big and ugly. Memories of the day she got it won't ever leave her mind, she knows that. Although being eleven and sliced open in a nasty car accident is enough to leave anyone with haunting memories. Putting on one of the long-sleeved t-shirts and the jeans the girls had picked out for her, dried her thick hair with the towel and let the rest of it dry naturally. It would be a bit big in the morning but at times like these, beggars can't be choosers. Leaving the bathroom she put her bag back where it was before, by the sofa and sat on it, clasping her hands before bowing her head.

"Dear Lord, keep me safe and protect me.

Let me remain with Castiel. His sweet and gentle nature is helping me get by during my time here. Keep him safe and protected, for he has shown almost inhuman kindness toward me and I know I may never be able to pay him back.

Protect this camp and the people in it and bring us good fortune…please…

Amen."

As she looked up from her prayer, the door opened and Castiel carried a tray with two cups of coffee on it and oatmeal, a pot of sugar at the side in case. The oatmeal looked piping hot and Lily could feel her mouth watering already. She smiled at Castiel who put the tray down on the coffee table and passed her a bowl.

"Be careful, Lily," He warned, "It's hotter than it looks."

Lily smiled gratefully and took the bowl, inhaling the scent and sighing happily. Castiel couldn't believe how beautiful a smile could make a person look.

"I've missed this." She said quietly, "A decent meal."

Castiel smiled weakly at her before passing her a spoon.

"Thank you." She whispered, taking a spoonful of oatmeal and blowing on it to cool it down before placing it in her mouth, "Mmmmmm…"

She savoured the taste and found Castiel smiling pleasantly at her. He'd seen Dean about what Lily would be doing for work.

"I've spoken to Dean about where you'll be working here." He began, finding the girl looking up at him curiously, "Because of your home skills you'll probably be cooking, cleaning, and mending and washing clothing. Is that alright?"

Lily beamed at Castiel and nodded before continuing her meal.

Castiel had purposely arranged for Lily to work in Dora-May's group, because the woman was so lovely. Yes, Lily would get on wonderfully with Dora-May.

-TBC-