Remember (Destiel/Sabriel)

Sorry, Sister

AN: I'm back, babeh! Zee peecture you see eez of zee female Cas. Thought that you might want help with teh visual image, so there ya are.

Cas knelt in her area, drumming her fingers on the floor.
Her captors would return soon, and admittedly, there wasn't much she could do.
She was in an angel trap, so she couldn't escape, and the baby made it pretty much impossible to fight back.
Cas stopped the tedious drumming of her fingers and switched to walking around her confinement space, which wasn't very large.
Suddenly, there was a banging noise on the metal door, and it flew open.

Castiel cringed, and Lucifer strode into the room.
"What? It gets stuck like that, so usually I have to kick it open."
"What do you want from me, brother?" she asked.
Lucifer sneered. "It's simple, really. In exchange for you, I get my true vessel."
"Why didn't you kidnap Sam?"
"This works better. Besides, it's easier to make you behave," he said menacingly, gesturing to the unborn Winchester.

Cas wrapped her arms protectively around her stomach. "Lucifer, it doesn't have to end like this."
"Oh, it does. It has to end with good and bad, Michael and me. It wouldn't be right to end any other way."
"And who are you to judge right and wrong?" Cas asked, exasperated.

Lucifer scowled. "You're going to pay for that."
The fallen archangel waved a hand, and a demon appeared.
Lucifer left, and the demon leaned over the fire.
"I've never fucked an angel before. How do you suppose it feels?" he said, strutting around the trap.
"I don't want to know," Cas said.

She stiffened as she felt the demon behind her. "Well, I want to, and Lucifer said I could do what I want with you."
Cas cringed as she felt his tongue on her neck.
"Please stop, I'm begging you," she said, tears in her eyes.
"Demons never stop," he growled, pulling down her leggings.

Cas's shoulders shook with silent tears as the man took off her trenchcoat, tie, shirt, and underwear and bra.
She was fully naked, her back to him.
Cas knew what was going to happen.
Right then, as the demon took position behind her and forcefully put her in position, Cas prayed.

She prayed that Dean would be able to find her, and that he was all right, and most of all, that the Nephillim inside her would be all right.
She bit her lip as he entered her, tears glistening on her cheeks as he roughly ground against her.
It seemed like hours before he was done.

Finally, he pulled out and got dressed, leaving Cas alone.
She attempted to stand up, and after two or three tries, she managed it, and with as much dignity as possible, picked up her clothes.
Cas got dressed, her head hung with shame and anger.

She also wondered if there was something she could've done, or would that've just hurt the baby.
Her stomach growled, startling the angel and the fallen archangel who was entering the room again.
To tell the truth, Lucifer didn't really want to hurt Cas or her child, but if she was a problem, he'd be forced to.

She knelt on the floor again, rubbing her stomach and trying to make it settle.
She focused her blue gaze on the dimly lit ceiling.
Dean, I need you. Please.