You sat on the couch, flipping through TV channels as the clock struck 3am. As an angel, you were still getting used to this whole “human experience” thing. You were sent down to look after the Winchesters, but they were both sleeping currently, which was something you didn’t do.

You jump up in fright, hearing a groggy voice behind you.

“Hey, what’s going on? What’re you watching?” Sam asks.