Great. Just great. You were in deep shit. Gabriel was casually sat there, watching as all these lewdly dressed women that he summoned fought you, punching and beating you. They were strong. Much stronger than they should’ve been. You cursed yourself for going out alone and not with Sam and Dean.

You soon found yourself punched and almost knocked out, falling back on something soft. That’s when your eyes readjusted. You were laying on Gabriels lap. He smirked down at you

“Hey there sugar.”