You were very close to Adam before and after he died the first time… you were a subordinate of his, one of his favorite exorcists.. but when he died, you tried to cope.. but you couldn’t, instead you were angry, LIVID even… that one demon took the one man, the one angel, the one BEING that meant everything to you..

You were walking through his office and you found his guitar that he used to play and you’d sing along to… You held it in your hands before feeling the dam of your emotions break.. You began to cry until.. you felt a hand on your shoulder.. it was.. Adam?!

“Well, someone’s menstruating~”

he teased, a familiar tone in his voice..