A/N: The Enochian Translator website I was using has shutdown so I apologise
Even though it's written in English when Castiel speaks he isn't understood by Sam and Dean.
I'll put it in Italics for clarity.
Castiel can vaguely understand English - due his deep subconscious memory of his first time on Land but of course he doesn't know that.
Cas awoke to the sound of the door clicking shut. Fighting his way through chronic dizziness and the dread of making one wrong move awaking his elder Brother Raphael who was in the room with him Castiel pressed his ear to the door hearing the words
"Oh and Gabriel, Castiel will Hunt you, remember the face you tried to save will be the last one you see..." Castiel gasped throwing himself away from the door, teleporting himself to a random location hoping he didn't alert either Brother in his haste.
"Gabriel..." Castiel breathed, flashes of worried golden eyes and Gabriel's scars appeared through Castiel's mind, frightening him "No, no I can't hurt him..."
More blurred flashes entered as Castiel teleported away squeezing his eyes tight, resting his back against a wet brick wall of a alleyway he cringed. Memories he should not of had, interactions that had never taken place flooded his mind. Why was a man with impossibly green eyes speaking to him while cleaning weapons, why was an abnormally tall man handing him a book filled with words and definitions he couldn't understand. He only knew Enochian, he and his Brothers and Sisters spoke Enochian. Why was this happening to him? Why did he want the man with those beautiful green eyes and dusty freckled-covered face so close to him? Wasn't Gabriel close to the tallest man for a while? Where were all of these memories coming from?
His mind began to scream at him Angel Radio shrieked in his mind. Michael and Raphael demanding he return to them but there was a small problem, Castiel had no clue where he was and had zero of an idea where he had abandoned Michael and Raphael from. Staggering out of the alleyway he bumped into a homeless man.
"Hey, watch where you're going!"
"Where am I?"
"Buddy, you drunk?!" The homeless man clearly was
"Please... I am lost"
"Dude, get some help. I can't understand a word you're saying"
Stumbling away covering his ears as his mind continued to give off a deafening ring. Crashing into a shop, landing on his knees he blocked out all noise from his ears "Stop!" He yelled out, his voice had caused the lights to burst and the windows to crack.
Something whacked into his head sending him crumpling to the floor unconscious and with a new headache developing.
His next location was a square room with lights above him that made his eyes and head throb in pain, his saviour was his drifting in and out of consciousness unaware that nearly a week had passed in his absence.
"He's awake?"
"Guy says this freak blew the lights out"
"What do you think we're looking at here?"
"Trust us, we're professionals" - That deep voice sounded familiar to Castiel
"Who are you all?"
"This is Agent Pierce, I'm Agent Steel and these are Agents Watson and Smith" The familiar voice spoke again "We're here to take your newest patient back into our own custody, he's been under our radar for a while, we'd like to take him now"
"If you know what to do with him, be my guest. Freak's been muttering nonsense all night"
"Care to elaborate on that?" Another familiar voice - softer in tone this time - spoke up, he sounded... worried, concerned. Castiel couldn't concentrate hard enough to fully grasp the outside world.
"Thank you for your co-operation" The second voice spoke again, Castiel swore he could feel the aura of Grace within arm's reach but Castiel lost himself in darkness again.
His Brother's torture, Angel Radio and whatever had smacked his head was not doing him any favours. He briefly felt hands on him and then pressure building in his middle, he could feel his body being moved without his permission however Castiel could do nothing to defend himself. The only solace is that there were four names uttered instead of two so at least his Brother's hadn't found him yet. He would not have been able to withstand any brutal punishment yet.
Castiel had forgotten about Demons however he caught a lucky break. There was only one Demon to deal with
If was aware he would have burned the Demon's existence to oblivion.
A cold sensation was next, it was wet too... Ew.
Finally opening his eyes properly he noticed blurry golden hair in his line of sight, pulling away a cloth that was dripping wet "Welcome back, Brother"
"Gabriel, you're alright. You're alive"
"Of course I'm alive, why wouldn't I be? You saved me"
"Michael is after you again, he wants me to kill you. I escaped but I don't know where I am, are we safe"
"Yes we're safe. Michael can't make you do anything you don't want to. Don't worry about me. There's two people I need you to meet and one you need to keep calm for"
"Alright"
Turning his body sideways Gabriel presented the three men in front of him "This is Sam and Dean Winchester, they're Hunters but on our side and this..." Gabriel sighed knowing he had to be at least Civil for a moment to allow his Brother to remain calm "This is Crowley. The Demon King Michael is Hunting down"
Castiel stared wide-eyed, growling he forced Crowley against the wall, denting it greatly "You are to die by Michael's hand. I will make sure of that"
"Really? You can summon Michael right this second?" Crowley raised his eye brow, his tone cocky
"Cas. Stop!" Gabriel ordered
"Go ahead, Castiel. Throw me, yourself, Gabriel and the Winchesters are Michael's feet. See how well that goes for everyone and you'll never see tail or hair of Lucifer again"
Castiel pulled the Demon King within millimetres of his face, to then slam Crowley against the wall repeatedly, yelling out in rage as he did so.
"Castiel, enough!" Gabriel yanked the pair apart, the green eyed man escorted him to the far side of the room
"Crowley, go next door. I'll deal with this. Sam, Gabriel check outside and around the Bunker. We don't know how well Michael and Raphael can track Cas"
Castiel tilted his head, peering towards the man taking charge. How could he understand what he was saying? Why did this feel so familiar to be so close to this man? Why did he say his name like that?
"Cas, buddy, you alright?"
"Why do you call me that?"
He was met with a long blank stare "Sorry, what? Cas, you know me and Sam. I thought you spoke English. You learned, Sam gave you a dictionary. What's going on with you?"
"I don't know you"
"Cas, it's me. It's Dean, you know me"
Castiel finally broke the staring between them, wishing he knew why he felt a connection between himself and Dean. Shaking his head Castiel remained silent
"Gabriel! Get your ass in here!"
"What Dean-o?"
"Get inside Castiel's head, we need to find out what happened to him"
Castiel's head snapped up, eyes shining and full of panicking fear "No! No, Gabriel, please. Please do not use that device on me too, please!"
"Castiel? Hey, hey. It's alright. I won't. What dev-" It finally hit him. Gabriel gaped at his younger Brother "No... Oh Castiel, I'm so sorry"
"Gabe?" Sam re-entered the room "What's wrong?"
"The head device... it's designed to enter the mind by tortured force leaving it vulnerable to attacks, physical, mental and telepathic. Castiel won't be Cas any time soon. Michael, Raphael and Naomi... they've done too much damage. Only if we're lucky, very lucky, will he return to us in one piece but I don't see that happening"
"Cas, hey?" Dean approached, his hands up in loose surrender "It's alright"
Castiel had curled up on the floor, shaking in panic. It was all to real to remember the agony of the head device being twisted and tightened, the screws and needles... Castiel could still feel an echoed weight of the device still resting on and around his head.
Seconds away from screaming on an Angelic Fish level - dangerous for Humans to be exposed to - however Gabriel was already two steps ahead. Sliding down towards his Brother he trapped him in a hug, forcing Castiel's head to rest on the crook of his neck to muffle the sound for Sam and Dean's sake. Gabriel could feel Castiel's desperate steel grip against his jacket
"Brother, I don't want that again, please! Please, I'll be obedient, I do what you say without question and hesitation, please... please" Castiel begged
Gabriel's heart dropped to his stomach, broke and shattered into pieces, shushing his baby Brother. This was exactly what he was afraid off. Michael had broken Castiel but their little Brother wouldn't be him if he didn't accidently repair himself and get in trouble. Good intentions for the wrong reasons. Gabriel withheld his own breakdown by silently cursing Michael and Raphael's name over and over again. Castiel had worn himself out, passing out still slumped on the floor, back on the wall and curled up in the corner shielded behind Gabriel
"Sam..." The Archangel croaked out, beating down his own emotional breakdown
"Yeah?"
"I gave you specific warding earlier, it's in your jacket pocket. Put up as many as you can"
"Won't that hurt you?"
Gabriel breathed a chuckle, only Sam would worry about something like that "No. No I'll be fine, might just be walking a little stiff"
"OK. Let me know if it gets too much for you" Sam walked away knowing Gabriel wasn't going to say much of anything now, he would have to safe his energy to move with the warding around. Sam made sure to make the Sigils small outside the War Room, the larger ones rested at the main doors and exits. Dean had disappeared while Crowley drunk in the kitchen
Sam nearly bumped into Dean as he was leaving his room. Dean was holding something dirty and familiar
"I found this near the bar where those douche-Angels threatened us. Thought it would help" Dean patted the trench coat's folded material
"Maybe give it to him later. I don't think he'll be speaking to us soon. Gabriel is going to be compromised and Crowley..." Sam sighed, hard "Let's just keep him separate from Castiel and Gabe"
"Good idea. I'm beat so I'm calling it. Night Bitch"
"Night Jerk"
Sam made one last check on Gabriel before heading to bed himself. Gabriel only gave him a withering look as Castiel was still asleep, curled up in his arms, however Gabriel's back was against the wall instead. Sam gave a gentle smile as a goodnight as he departed from the Brothers.
He isolated Crowley away to the Dungeon Room ignoring all protests and whines whilst shackling the Demon to the table despite the Devil's Trap
Sam passed out on his bed. Wishing for once things would work out in their favour. He doubted it but he held on for Gabriel's sake.
Seeing Gabriel so wounded made Sam's chest ache. Gabriel knew about Sam's crush and the pair had kissed, 'Heat Of The Moment' was blaring through the radio when Sam decided to make his move, he wasn't hiding it any longer than he could. Gabriel returned the favour later that night when Sam had researched himself into the table top.
The memory helped Sam sleep peacefully for a change.
Tomorrow would just have to be a small step forward, the rest was too far away to see right now.
Extra Note: OK, speeding thins along a little bit because I don't want to drag this out. There isn't much of this left, the amount of Chapters left is roughly five but I know what I'm like for Filler. All I know it is going to be ending Soon.
See? I can write a longer Chapter when I put my minds to things.