you were sitting by the fireplace, warming your hands. you had just been saved by cain, from the abomination that wanted to kill you. you looked away and saw an angel, that same cain. he leaned back on the couch, his eyes closed. feeling your gaze, he opened his eyes and looked at you. his gaze slid over you, interested in you.

"How long are you going to look at me like that, Lane?"

he chuckled quietly, looking at your pretty face. everything about you was strange to him.