"So Castiel any headaches?" his eyes watered as his Doctor flashed a light into them checking the reaction. "Not as much." He blinked several times as his vision blurred and he saw white. "How're your sleeping patterns?" Cas considered lying but thought better to be honest. "They are improving but I have yet to sleep through the night." His face heated mainly due to his activities with Dean exhausted him to the point he could hardly keep his eyes open but the dreams still woke him, his Doctor went about checking his blood pressure and muscles reactions. "That will improve in time, after such a trauma you're brain is still healing and dealing with the memories. Now have there been any changes since we last met?" he shifted uncomfortably on the desk as his Doctor noted something down on his chart. "Changes?" the Doctor's eyebrows rose slowly. "Any drug or alcohol use since your last check-up?"

"I may have…uh… Gotten drunk but that was the only time." He expected a look of something on the Doctor's face yet he only nodded. "How much was consumed?" Castiel scratched his head. "I… I am not sure, it is still pretty much a blur."

"Drug use?"

"None."

His Doctor looked pleased at the progress. "Sexually active?" Oh shoot. "Yes." He continued to scribble down the new information. "Are you using necessary precautions?"

"Precautions?" the word itself baffled Castiel and he waited for his Doctor to elaborate. "Birth control or condoms?" Awkward. The last thing he wanted to do was talk about something private with someone he still considered virtually a stranger. "They are not necessary… my partner is a man."

"Has your partner been sexually active for a long period of time?" his blue eyes round, he opened his mouth to respond which took several tries. "I believe so, but he has always been safe with past relationships." His entire body just wanted to melt into a puddle of goo and slide away from all the questions. "Your recover is going very well Castiel, shall we book another appointment for about three months or so?" his face red he nodded part of him burning with embarrassment. "If you or your partner need any advise there is a walk-in sexual health clinic available to answer your questions and queries."

His Doctor handed him yet again the prescription for if at anytime he needed aid to sleep, it burned in his pocket as he walked down the Hospital corridors it seemed every turn he made there was some kind of memory lingering waiting to jump out. "Oh Castiel! What are you doing here?" he saw Lisa appear from around a corner her eyes cold and not matching her 'concerned tone'. "Nothing that involves you." The words came out more curtly than he had initially intended. "Oh look who's being a teeny tiny bit defensive, did your Family Reunion not go to plan." His chest tightened at her words. "What do you mean?"

She flicked her hand examining her nails as if the subject had already bore her. "A little birdy told me your Brother arrived… what was his name? Raphael?" his gut twisted he knew that sensation that had found its place in his stomach. "It was you wasn't it?" He shook his head in disbelief. "What is your problem with me Lisa? What did I ever do to you?" her eyes remained cold and lifeless. "I find your overall existence grating not to mention taking away my boyfriend from me."

"Dean was never your boyfriend." She stomped forward pushing Castiel into the wall with force he had not realised she had. "He loves me, he came to me when I needed him."

"You are delusional. Lisa you need help attempting to destroy other peoples lives will not make yours any better. It is not a sign of weakness to ask for help."

She gripped his shoulder painfully her nails biting into the flesh. "And what would you know about that Castiel?" Castiel looked into her eyes seeing all the repressed pain and grief that had taken home in her mind. "Because I have seen what grief stricken people are capable of."

Cas sat on the table in Dean's Garage watching with interest as Dean hummed to himself casually underneath the car. "Dean, how much do you know about Lisa?" Dean cursed loudly when he hit his head; he slid out from underneath the car. "Why?" he had not intended to share the information about his Hospital check-up. "I was at the Hospital today and I saw Lisa there."

Dean stood up quickly. "Whoa, wait a minute. Why were you at Hospital?" his throat dry, Castiel twisted a rag in his hands. "It was a routine check-up, Gabriel had insisted I go. For his peace of mind not mine." Dean ran a hand through his hair. "Dude, you could've told me I would've come with you." He cleared his throat. "Yes I could have, but you have a responsibility to look after Sam. You cannot always leave him at Bobby's because I have a check-up. Plus it would have been embarrassing if you were there."

A blush stained Castiel's cheeks and he knew Dean had already put two and two together. "Oh I see they were asking those kind of questions." Dean stood between Castiel's legs his hands low on his back pushing him close. "Yes they were asked and answered, but how much do you know about Lisa?" Castiel tried his best to get Dean's attention but knew he was failing. "Just about as much as everyone else." He pushed Castiel down flat on the table, one hand above his head the other teasingly playing with zip of his jacket. "Why are you so curious?" Dean's green eyes clashed with his desire but also questioned Castiel's curiosity. "What was she like before her Brother died?" Dean groaned a little. "Normal but I guess she never really had anyone to help her cope, she practically raised her Little Brother. Do we really have to talk about this now?" Castiel half sat up. "Yes we do, I believe she was involved in Raphael knowing my whereabouts because I do not remember ever mentioning my Brother's visit. So it only makes sense." Dean closed his eyes briefly. "Is this the famous Novak gut talking?"

"'The Famous Novak Gut' I did not realise it had a name, and yes I believe so I just cannot shift the feeling she knows something."

"Cas I know you're not the kind to jump to conclusions but I do trust your judgement, how about we just keep an eye out around her. If she is involved she's bound to screw up somewhere along the line." Castiel wrapped his arms tightly around Dean's neck pulling him close. "Thank you for believing me Dean." Dean's chuckle vibrated against his chest. "It's okay, now where were we?"

A/N: It's a bit Lisa oriented but a little insight into her character always helps I suppose.
Update soon :)