You have the most adorable boyfriend in the entire world, Chuck Shurley. A live-in writer whom you help in publishing his books and turning them into e-books. You two met at a coffee shop where his fumbling almost crashed his laptop. You caught it, and your relationship went from there. You adore him, and he adores you. Though, you never expected to be dragged into a war between Heaven and Hell, and your boyfriend appear to be a Prophet whose books are visions of actual people.

You stuck by his side even more and even tried your hand at warding the house, making him laugh at your fumbling attempts. Though, you never expected to walk down into the living room at 3 in the morning while half asleep and find four unknown people in the room with Chuck in the center. The shadowy imprints of three wings casting from each person quickly keys you into them being the four Archangels.

Chuck: Sweetheart, go back to bed. I'll join you in a minute.

Gabriel: Holy! Daddy's got a lady!

Michael: Father, a human?!

Rapheal remains silent while Lucifer grins at the chaos.