Title - Cold And Broken Hallelujah
Chapter Title - Amazing Observations
Author - OblivionsGarden
Genre - Hurt/Comfort/Romance
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"It's not funny so wipe that shit eating grin off your face."
"I didn't hear you complaining last night."

Crowley's arrogance regarding their relationship was grating against Rae's last nerve. She insisted on getting a motel room separate from the boys and then called him, to have words.

"You wanted to keep that part of our relationship going and I said OK as long as the boys didn't find out." She fumed.
"They haven't found out."
"Not yet! Leaving hickeys on my neck isn't exactly keeping it a secret."
"Hm." Crowley hummed in amusement. "But you look so ravishing with a mark of mine on you." He stepped closer reaching his hand out to brush his fingers against the bruised flesh of her neck. "At least other men will know you already belong to someone... Speaking of, I don't appreciate being referred to as a so called 'friend with benefits.' Very demeaning."
"I wasn't about to tell them the truth. I don't even know what the truth is? What do I call this? Boyfriend?"
"Lovers." Crowley corrected.
Rae faltered, reaching up to pull Crowley's hand from her neck. "If they find out I don't get to see you anymore. Which means no more of these." She gestured to the love bite.
"You think the Winchesters can keep me away from you, love?" He scoffed pulling her hand to his mouth, pressing his lips to the back. "What's that god awful song you were singing once? Wild horses couldn't drag me away?" He dissapeared, leaving the feel of his lips on her skin and his low, deep voice hanging by her ear.

She couldn't deny the stutter in her heart at his last words. She dropped onto the bed, lost within her thoughts. How on earth had she come to find herself in this relationship with a demon? There was a time when she was insistent she'd never let a man get close enough to her in that way. She didn't want to deal with the heartbreak when it was all over.

Rae was just thirteen when she decided it was about time she tried to make friends. It took some convincing and some over compensating in her kindness when it came to her father, but she had finally managed to convince him to go away for a few days. Take a break. Leaving Rae home alone from Sunday to Sunday.
She had a few acquaintances at school, but no one who really stuck by her side. They were too afraid that if she should be seen with them, they'd be a target for the bullies too. But when she ran into school on Monday morning to inform them she was having a party on Friday night at her place, they were more than friendly.
Word quickly spread and she had a sudden problem on her hands. How does a single thirteen year old prepare a party for almost everyone in her year at school? Luckily for her, she had a plan.

Thursday night, she stood in her living room with her fingers crossed that everything would go according to plan.

"Balthazar? Got a second?"
"Hello darling." He appeared immediatly as he always did. "No Gab-"
"No, shush!"
"Hiding from your guardian? That's going to end well of course." He teased. "To what do I owe the pleasure."
"I'm having a party and you can't tell Gabe cause he'll say no."
"Really?" Balthazer chuckled. "You think he'll say no? The king of fun will say no to a little party?"
"Well, no. But he would say no to beer."
"And you think I'm going to supply a thirteen year old with beer?"
"No, but you are an angel." Rae put a little pleading into her tone. "I was thinking maybe you could get me something that everyone would think is beer but it's just... I don't know... Not."
"Placebo?"
"What?"

Balt laughed again, briefly explaining a placebo before helping her set up her party. The table of alcohol would taste as it should but there was no getting drunk off flavoured water. Rachel hugged him in thanks before shooing him off so she could get some rest before school.
-

The party had been going well until every had started believing they were getting drunk. Then Rae found herself running around, stopping things from getting smashed, people from vomiting on the carpet and most of all, disappearing into the bedrooms. She groaned inwardly at the older students that had turned up. She wasn't planning for them, just for her age. When she spotted Gabriel and Balt across the room rather than preparing for a lecture she welcomed the distraction and followed them into her bedroom.

"Are you pissed?" She asked Gabriel as soon as she'd shut the door.
"Pissed? Hell no, I'm amazed." He grinned. "Never thought I'd see the day you'd throw a party."
"Yeah well, I'm beginning to regret it." She huffed laying back on her bed. The two angels lay either side of her, their legs hanging over the side. "Everyone thinks they're getting drunk and the older kids keep trying to get off with each other in the hallway."
"Speaking of..." Balthazar leant up onto his elbow. "If you're planning anything, you're going to be safe aren't you?"
"Safe?" She frowned. "What do you-" Suddenly it dawned on her. "Oh my god, I am not having this conversation with you two." She jumped from the bed and dissapeared leaving the two angels behind.
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It was later that night when an inebriated older kid approached her. She didn't recognize him as someone from her school and given his smiley appearance, she presumed he was sober.

"Uh, May right?"
"Rae." She corrected with a smile. "As in Rachel."
"Cute. I'm Freddy." He grinned back. "Could you show me where the bathroom is?"
"Upstairs, second on your right."
"Someone else said that but I could't find it. Could you just show me, please."

Rae nodded and brushed past him, leading he way. She couldn't deny the fact that with his pale blue eyes and high cheek bones, he was an attractive boy. But she wasn't about to hook up with someone she only just met when she was only thirteen. Once they were upstairs she gestured to the bathroom and then made to leave but he caught her wrist. She tilted her head in confusion but he continued to smile.

"Where's your room?" He asked.
"Uh, there. Why?" She gestured to the door beside the bathroom.
"I want to talk to you in private."

He pulled her into the room and she hoped to god that Balt and Gabriel were gone. Luckily for her they were nowhere to be seen. Freddy pulled her to sit on her bed, close enough so that their legs were pressed together. It was in that close proximity that Rae finally smelt the alcohol on his breath. It wasn't something Balt had made, he'd obviously brought it with him.

"You're really pretty, May."
"Rae." She corrected, her smile absent this time. "So what did you want?"
"Just some time to talk."
"So talk." She glanced back at the door, anxious to make sure no one had broken anything in the few minutes she'd been occupied.
"Relax babe." Freddy brushed Rae's hair over her shoulder, revealing her neck to him. He leant forward, his lips pouted to press a kiss to her skin. She jumped back, moving from the bed, a frown etched into her skin.
"If that's all you wanted then you're in for a big dissapointment."
"Oh come on, you know you want to."
"Why would I want to?"
"Cause I'm me and you're you."
"Congratulations on that amazing observation." Rae ground her teeth, sure she heard a faint snicker in the room.
"Rae-"
"Oh you can remember my name then?"
"Rae... You have no friends. The only reason anyone came tonight is for the booze. You try too hard." He moved forward, running his fingers down Rae's arms. "But if you let me, I can make you the most popular girl in school."

Fed up, Rae grabbed Freddy's arm, twisting it behind his back and shoving him against the wall. It was the only self defence move she knew, one that Gabriel had taught her when she was play fighting with him once.

"Listen, Fred... You ever touch me again and I'm gonna rip your bollocks off, understand."

Freddy scarpered from the room immediately and Rae gently hit her head against the wall, sighing in exasparation.

"Rip his bollocks off?" Balthazar chuckled as she turned to see her two best friends stood by the window.
"I thought I heard you laugh." Rae smirked a little.
"Well, guess you didn't need the 'talk', huh sugar?" Gabe grinned. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't proud." Rae moved closer for a hug thankful for the comfort.
"Gabe, do me a favour and get rid of everyone please." He clicked his fingers and the music was gone. "I didn't mean like that."
"Don't worry, they'll all remember a great party and going home by themselves."
"You're pretty great, y'know." She mumbled, her face still hidden in his chest. She heard a light, attention seeking cough behind her. "You too, Balt." She chuckled.

"Am I interrupting?"

Rae jumped, her hand instinctively reaching for the first weapon she could reach, her knife. When she saw it was only Balthazar she relaxed again, making sure to glare at the angel for startling her.

"I know, I know... Never sneak up on a hunter." He rolled his eyes taking a seat behind her. "I can't help it when the look on your face is so hilarious." He didn't bat an eyelid when she punched him in the leg. "What were you thinking about?"
"You actually."
"Oh? I'm honoured."
"You remember that party I threw when I was thirteen?"
"Oh yes. When Gabriel and I were going to give you that talk."
"Mmm." She smiled a little as a sudden thought struck her. "Balt, do you think Gabe would've known what I was?"
"Of course, why do you think you had a guardian angel in the first place. Your soul and all it's abnormalities were the reason our father thought you needed protection."

Rae was up and pacing the room, her mind working overdrive as it was so used to doing during her many cases. She muttered to herself, forgetting the other presence in her room until she stopped.

"If we can contact dead humans with séances etcetera, is there anyway to contact a dead angel?"
"Contact..." Balthazar shook his head with a fond smile. "You always did come up with the strangest ideas. But no... At least not that I'm aware of."
"Damn." She dropped back onto the bed beside him. "Nothing is ever simple is it?"
"As simple as making contact with a dead archangel and asking him what you are if not human?"

Rae laughed again, louder this time. It wasn't often she got to laugh so she relished it when she did.

"So, why are you here anyway?" She frowned. "Not just a social visit, I don't have any scotch or any scantily clad women in here for you."
"I am allowed to come and see my favorite hunter you know." Balt huffed but pulled out a small, wine red, velvet pouch from his pocket. "This is yours."
"What is it?"
"Opening it will answer that... It's from Gabriel. He has a small place where he kept a few things he didn't want to loose."

Rae tipped the contents of the pouch into her hand with a frown. It was a necklace, a silver half moon pendant. She smiled recalling the many sleepless nights where her archangel had sat beside her and just watched the night sky turn into that of morning. Tears stung the corners of her eyes as she grasped the piece of jewellery tightly in her hand.

"He said you'd like it. Didn't say you'd cry though."
"Sorry. I just... I just miss him so much."
"I know, darling. So do I." Balthazar wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into him. "He had planned on giving it to you for either your sixteenth or your eighteenth. But you left for Bobby's and he had to block out your memories before he could decide."

Balthazar took the necklace from her hands, gesturing for her to turn so he could put it on for her. She lifted her hair from her neck, waiting to feel the cool necklace against her skin. When she felt fingertips instead she turned her head to look for the delay. At first, Balt's face was unreadable but then, all at once his entire being seemed to fill with rage as he stood from the bed. He took a moment to calm himself before he spoke.

"Rachel, why are you wearing that?"
"Wearing what? What wrong, Balt?" She was utterly confused until he pointed at her neck. She suddenly remembered the ankh Crowley had given to her and the thudding of her heart was loud in her ears.
"From a demon, Rachel?" Balthazar never called her Rachel, even in the most serious of moments.
"Crowley." She confessed. "It's from Crowley... He- He owns my soul."
"And so he gave you a necklace in return?" The blue eyes that usually held mischief only held anger and confusion now.
"No. it's to summon him." Rae tried to explain as best as she could. "He's helping me find out what I am. It's easier to use this-" She held up the ankh. "Than setting up a summoning for him."

When Balthazar turned his back on her she stood, moving closer and resting her hand on his tense shoulder. "Balt, I'm sorry but I need all the help I can get... Please don't tell anyone."
"Rachel, promise me that is all he is to you." She could feel a strange pulsing beneath her hand and so for a second she didn't answer. "Rae..." He turned fast enough to make her stagger backwards. The lights in the room were flickering now and the beating of Rae's heart was deafening. "Tell me you're only using him for information."
"Balthazar, stop." It was the first time Rae had ever been scared of anyone, besides Crowley, in years. "Please."
"TELL ME!"

As he shouted the bulbs in the room exploded, sending shards of glass everywhere and leaving them enveloped in darkness. The only light was coming from the window and with that a shadow fell behind the angel showing his wings, outstretched around the walls.

"I can't." Rae's voice was a whisper now as her eyes scanned the shadowed wings. "I can't lie to you."
"How long have you been sleeping with him?"
"Since my birthday." She moved her eyes to stare at his feet. "Please don't tell anyone."

Suddenly there was a pounding on the motel room door and Sam and Dean's voices could be heard from outside. She had completely forgot they were working a case for Crowley.

"Rae, what was that noise? Are you ok?" Dean's voice was urgent but Rae couldn't find the words to answer him with.
"Everything is just fine boys." Balt answered for her.
"Balthazar?" Sam sounded confused.
"What was the noise?"
"I knocked a lamp over." Rae called.
"Rae-"
"Look I'll explain later, just piss off."

Balthazar waited, presumably until the Winchesters had returned to their own room. He moved behind Rae, wincing when she flinched at his touch.

"I'm sorry for scaring you darling. You know I won't hurt you." He draped the necklace around her neck, clasping it above the ankh. "That demon however, I'll make no promises for."
"He didn't persuade me into this. I chose to summon him on my birthday." She murmured. "I hadn't planned on it become a thing but-" She gesticulated aimlessly. "I don't know how to explain it. I know I don't mean anything to him and I know I never will but I still..." She sighed, trailing off.
"Do you love him?"
"What?"
"It's a simple question."
"I... No." She frowned. "I don't know. I'm twenty one I don't know what love is."
"Everyone knows it when they feel it." He sighed and sat back on the bed. His face suddenly looked weary and exhausted.
"It's going to end in tears. Probably mine but I'm prepared for that when it comes." She shrugged. "It's just, since we had the whole appocalypse come around I stopped caring about my choices and who I was associating with."
"I guess it doesn't help that you had Gabriel and I as your influences. We're not exactly known as the most loyal and well behaved children."
"Hardly." Rae giggled.
"I won't tell anyone." Balt stood, his usual smile back in place. "But promise me that when the so called shit hits the fan, you'll call me. Immediately."
"Cross my heart and hope to die."
"Call an angel from the sky?"
"If he falls he'll end it all, so cross my heart and hope to die."

The promise had arrived when Rae was a child. She had made it up to mean that she'd keep whatever promise she was making on pain of another angel falling just like Lucifer had done. She was suprised Balt still remembered it.

"I love you, Balt."
"Love you too, darling."