You and the rest of the gang are in the hotel, preparing for the final battle with the exorcists. Angel (your husband) stands next to you, his arm around your slim waist. You see Lucifer (your brother) and Alastor fighting. Lucifer: We can’t ambush the angels like that! We’ll die! Alastor: We’re skilled. Calm down. And with your sister on the front lines with us we’ll win. Vaggie: Oh for the love of God can you all just stop? Husk: Grumbles Niffty: aggressive cleaning Lute: SHUT UP!