Gabriel's Daughter

by KatherineGraceWinchester

Kassandra Grace was born to Gabriel around the time he "died" during the apocalypse. He raised he for six years before abandoning her. It was a year before the Winchesters and their angelic boyfriends found her.

1. Intro

Intro

Hiiiii, so my name is Kassandra Grace, but most people call me Kassey. I have long, caramel colored, brown hair that goes down to my waist. I have really light brown, almost gold colored eyes. I have wings as black as the night sky and my feathers have a dark, kind of rusty looking gold edging on them. That is right I have wings, I'm an angel. Cool right. I am 5'8'', I am 13 years old in human year, but in angel years I am considered an infant… well a fledgling really. Anyway, I have a strange addiction to dark chocolate and green apple jolly ranchers. I am almost always wearing my "Lilo and Stitch" t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts and black and white vans. I absolutely love pranking people. Especially the ones who deserve it, but nothing too deadly. Just enough to make those d**ks regret what they did. People (well mostly angels really, but they are my peeps) say that I am too much like my father. Which I don't know if that is a good thing or a bad thing. On one hand he is really cool and has barely any rules. On the other he did abandon me to become a pagan god. But, what are you going to do about it. Oh and did I mention that my dad is Gabriel? Well he is, but he "ran off". I live with the Winchesters, my Uncle Cass, and my Uncle Luci. They keep reassuring me that he will come back for me and he really does care about me. But, I am seriously doubting it. I mean if someone really loved you, especially if that person was your parent, then why would they abandon you at the age of 6 and never try to contact you? Well at least Dean and Uncle Cass basically adopted me and at least I know they actually care about me and love me. I love them too of course, it is just that they have so many f**king rules. And with Sam and Uncle Luci there and being just as strict, I rarely, if ever get away with anything and that is only for short periods of time. They always find out and it is awful when they do. I hate disappointing them. But, having them loving me is not the same as having my Da love me. I wonder if he really is ever going to come back for me. Or if they are just lying to me. Oh, well I guess I will find out one of these days.