Guardian Angel

five.

It's the fourth Sunday, that means two more weeks in here.

I've been keeping track of the days.

I asked the nurse for a few pens and some paper.

Of course, they were curious and it was only under supervision at first.

Once they trusted me, I began attempting to get my life together.

"Wow Sammy is all organized." I hear the voice.

I jumped.

Well, I can erase that number.

It had been two days since Lucifer had bothered me.

Two whole days of absolute and complete peace.

"Come on Sammy, talk to me, it has been so long." He has a fake sadness in his voice.

I refused to turn around and look at him.

"I heard about the little Angel." I turned around and clenched my jaw, still refusing to speak.

"Oh, so she sparks your interest. Naughty, naughty, naughty. Sammy you know you can't sleep with an angel." I shake my head, knowing this isn't real.

"Shut up. Please just leave me alone." I beg.

He doesn't stop no matter how much I plea.

He backs me into a corner and I end up on the floor.

I'm yelling and screaming, next thing I know Andrea is in the room.

Her hands are on my face as I'm rocking on the floor.

She crouches in front of me.

"Sam calm down." She mutters something in enochian and he vanishes.

She pulls me into her chest and rocks me back and forth as she attempts to calm me down.

"Sam, I promise everything is going to be okay." She begins playing with my hair, then kisses me on the forehead.

"No Andy, it won't, I'm going insane. I'm going to end up killing myself or praying that something else will." Before I can stop myself, I'm crying.

"Yeah, you are. You are going completely bonkers," I look up at her, "but that is why I'm here love, I'm here to stop it, to-"

"Protect me, yeah, I know. We've been over it." I sit up, the tears subsiding.

She laughs gently then runs her hand through my hair, fixing it. She wipes a tear from my cheek.

"You know, here on Earth, the guy is supposed to do that to the girl." I tell her.

"Yes Sam Winchester, I know." She runs her hand through my hair again.

"Why do you keep doing that?" I ask, hiding a smirk.

She smiled and stood up, knowing exactly what I was talking about.

She made her way to my door.

Before she left she turned around, "I do that because I find you very beautiful Sam. You interest me."

With that, she leaves.

I sit there and ponder the fact that I'm pretty sure an angel just hit on me.

I'm also very concerned at the fact that I wouldn't mind her being more than my guardian angel.