You growl angrily and stomp down the small hall towards the front door. Sam had disappeared again, without so much as a note, and he just got back. You knew damn well what was going on and you were bound and determined to ride his ass about it.
You and Sam have been together for a while now, but it was all kisses and hugs and shit. You two have made out, hot and heavy, and he was so gentle with you, as if you were a precious gem. You would ask him to go further, but Sam insisted on waiting until he felt you were ready. You were okay with that. Your relationship was amazing when it came down to you two getting along.
The only thing you had issues with was Sam's addiction.
He would go out in the middle of the night, hunting demons and sating his stupid ass craving for demon juice.
It didn't help your mood any to find out that it wasn't Sam who had gone through the door.
It was Gabriel.
You'd asked Gabe to look into your family history, because you were adopted. As your guardian angel, it was Gabe's job to make sure all of your needs were met and that you were safe.
You sighed.
"Gabe? What the...!" You growled. "Why didn't you just fly in? You scared the shit outta me!"
The archangel laughed, his smile not quite reaching his eyes.
"I thought I'd be a little more human, for once... Thought you'd appreciate it more, considering...." His voice trailed off, letting your mind wander back to the last time Gabriel just popped in on one of your hot make out sessions with Sam.
He scratched his head, and you blushed. Grumbling, you said, "Well, haha.... Very funny."
You crossed your arms and leaned up against the wall. You glared at him to show just how funny it was NOT.
"What're ya doin here, Gabriel?"
The smile left his lips as he let his head droop lowly, keeping himself from making eye contact.
"I....." He sighed. "I found your parents."
You shot up and ran over to him.
"Really?" You asked. "What're ya they like? Where do they live? Are they nice? Do they have other kids? Do I gave siblings? A brother? A sister? Do..."
You continued to bombard the angel with question after question without giving him time to answer. Finally, he hushed you with a single finger across your lips.
"Y/n..." He sighed.
"What?" you asked, worried. "What is it?"
You tugged at the collar of his shirt.
"Tell me, Gabriel."
He looked at you and sighed again, pushing you away from him just slightly.
"Y/n..." he began. "Y/n, your birth mother is dead."
You stepped back a bit, then asked, "And my father?"
Gabriel stared at you a moment before speaking.
"I don't think you really want to know."
You growled at his effort to protect you from the truth. You took a deep breath to keep from screaming at him.
"Gabe... you will tell me. You are my guardian angel and are required to do so."
"Fine then..." he said. "Your father is dead, too."
You stared at him, long and hard. Fortunately, he broke under your gaze and told you exactly what he was hiding from you.
"Y/n, Azazel was your father. You're half demon."
