"You aren't under arrest so you really don't have to stay." Agent Garcia told us when they brought us to the precinct and sat us down outside an interview room.

"But, if you don't stay for the interview, we will get a warrant for it." Agent Peart added.

Sam and Nikka were ushered out of the room and Peart motioned for us to go. When we all stood up he shook his head, "just Ms. Kennedy."

I looked back at my dads in fear. They gave me a reassuring nod and I followed after the two agents.

"So, from what I gather, Mr. Azazel Mali is your boyfriend?" Peart started.

"Ex-boyfriend." I corrected.

"Right, ex." Peart was doing all the talking while Garcia wrote everything down. "And things ended after the rape or before that?"

It shocked me that he seemed so casual about it. I guess it is his job o not be emotional. "I was going to call it off the night of. Because he told me he planned for us to go to dinner in public. But when he took me to the cliff I was afraid he would hurt me so I didn't."

"So, after the rape?" I nodded. "Is it safe to say that you were angry with him after the rape?"

"He had been hitting me for a while before the rape. I had gotten used to it by then. No, I wasn't angry. I was just done."

"Done with what?"

"Waiting for him to get better. Up until then I believed he would get better and stop hurting me but I realized that night that there wasn't a 'getting better' it was just who he was."

"And you told your fathers about it?" I nodded. "Were they angry?"

I nodded a small nod. "Dean was very angry at first but Cas calmed him down. Castiel was just worried about me." I decided to leave out the scene with Dean getting his gun.

Peart nodded and looked over at what Garcia had written down. Garcia finally spoke, "I'm guessing you're wondering why you're here." I nodded. "Azazel Mali was murdered."

I sat in silence, completely shocked. I hate him for what he did to me but I never wanted him killed. "When?" I whispered.

"Last night, sometime between six and seven."

I shook my head, "my dads and I were at dinner."

"At a restaurant? they would be able to give an alibi?" I nodded. "Good. I don't want to even take your fathers to court, much less have them convicted of his murder. The alibi helps greatly."

He then led me out and told me fathers that he didn't need to interview them. "Just go to the restaurant and ask for a bill or anything that we can put on file. We will call you if we have anymore news."

We said our thanks and made our way out. Once we were in the car Dean asked what the whole thing was about.

"Azazel was killed." I said. They both spun around and looked at me in disbelief. "Eyes on the road dad." Dean spun back around. "Yeah, sometime last night. So we are off the hook."

"But someone we know isn't. It has to be someone retaliating after what he did to you." Cas said.

When we got home we had only been sitting down for maybe ten minutes before the phone rang.

Cas got up to answer it and when he came back his eyes were starting to water. "They found who killed him."