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Namya sighed and rubbed her shoulders. She was exhausted from working on her final project for her college class. She felt the familiar presence of her guardian angel Balthazar. "Hello darling. Finished on it yet?" She turned to the older looking angel and smiled with paint smeared on her sun kissed cheek. "Yup. Just gotta let it dry then it should be good to go." The angel chuckled and looked at her with affection in his eyes. His grace was melded with her human soul even though she held the angelic soul of his millenia old friend Magdalena.

He vowed he would keep her safe from the world of the supernatural as best he could. He would sooner cut out his own grace then lose her once more. "Namya darling, let us get you something to eat. We wouldn't want to wear you out even more than you already have." She nodded and pulled her long black hair out from her pony tail. It fell down her back in waves of silken black. She stood and wiped the paint from her hands onto her blue jean shorts. It was pretty hot here in Tennessee at the moment.

Thankfully she was able to rent the art studio on campus and she had a house to herself. They arrived to her small, humble, and quaintly cozy house and she smiled in relaxation. The autumn breeze was warm, the sun shining, birds chirping, and she had her charmingly witty guardian angel with her. She got out her keys as they walked up the porch steps. Her car was in the shop so she had to deal with walking- unless she could bribe her sweet angel into flying them home.

For Balthazar, nothing has truly felt like home since he left heaven. He hasn't heard from Castiel in about 50 years and Gabriel left shortly after his mate perished. Shortly afterwards, Lucifer was cast out. He now felt the sense of home around Namya, his precious friend. He has watched her grow and has guided her as best he could. Of course he knows when the Apocalypse comes that he will no longer be able to have her all to himself, but he isn't hugely disappointed in that yet.

Namya turned to her angelic best friend/brother- it honestly depended on her mood- and asked if h would like to pick what would be for dinner tonight. He gave a quirky smirk to her and she rolled her eyes. She knew what he wanted to eat, after all he said it tastes exquisite with a fine glass of red wine. The young black haired woman went into her bedroom to change out of her paint covered clothing. When she emerged in the kitchen, she was clad in black yoga shorts that hugged her curvaceous hips snuggly and molded against her plump thighs. She was also wearing an APSU t-shirt she got her freshman year of college and put her dark hair into twin space buns.

She flashed Balthazar a grin as he winked at her. She got out the ingredients for homemade lasagna and went to work. Halfway through her doorbell rang. Balthazar stood from his seat, "I'll get it love." the young woman flashed him a grateful grin as she was almost completely finished with the homemade tomato sauce. He opened the door, thinking it was one of her college friends only to scowl angrily at the people at the door. " What are you doing here, boys?"