The song here is "The Power of Love" by Gabrielle Aplin

The Power of Love

Anne hadn't seemed too furious after the Winchesters left, but Gadreel knew her emotions were a little intense due to the pregnancy. However, she cooled down and returned to the store, keeping busy and organizing. The next couple of days after that, she was her good old self and the conversation with Dean was forgotten.

Gadreel watched her closely, not just because of the conflict with the Winchesters, but because he was thrown into protective overdrive since the day she showed him the pregnancy test. The memory was clear in his mind.

They had just bought the store with the money her mother had given them around the time of her death. The store was perfect! A bookstore with a parking lot in the back that Anne said could always become part of the store instead and then upstairs were two apartments that they could also buy. It was as if the store was made for them.

As they moved in and began cleaning up once they did some basic shopping at the convenience store, Anne came downstairs and ambushed him from behind; jumping onto his back and wrapping her arms around his neck, nuzzling her face against his.

He laughed and held onto her legs before she chocked him, not that he was worried. She was the happiest she had ever been in a long time and Gadreel wished he could freeze time so he could always enjoy this moment.

"I love you so much that space and time could not be used to describe it." she said and Gadreel chuckled softly, finding it sort of ironic that their thoughts weren't so far apart. His thoughts also recalled the times they tried to out-do one another in their expression of love. Usually, he'd win, rendering her speechless, and he had a new trick up his sleeve that would be sure to put a bigger smile on her face.

"When the chips are down, I'll be around with my undying death defying love for you." He said and she remained silent for a few seconds, and then she tightened her arms around him.

"Is that from a song?" she asked and he chuckled, unable to keep it in. "That's plagiarism." She added and his chuckle turned into a deep laughter. "But it's very sweet." She said and kissed his cheek.

She began to wiggle and he got the hint; she wanted to be put down on her feet. He eased her down gently and then as soon as he turned to her, she ambushed him again, wrapping her arms around his neck, but her lips locked with his and it was passionate, full of desire.

He returned the kiss and swept her off of her feet, holding her tightly against him. When their lips had to break to breathe, she looked deep into his eyes and smiled softly.

"I'm glad you'll always be around, 'cause I have something to show you." She said and when he placed her back on her feet, she tucked her hair behind her ear as if nervous, and pulled something out of her jean pocket softly.

It was some sort of plastic stick that narrowed at one end and nearly in the center, was a small screen displaying an image. He looked at it and couldn't understand its significance. When he lifted his eyes up to hers, his eyebrows knit in confusion, her face was bright, despite the concern in her eyes.

"What is this?" he asked her and she smiled nervously. Why should she be nervous?

"It's a test to determine pregnancy." She said and he looked back down at that stick and time seemed to stretch on, making him feeling guilty for pondering over his mixed emotions while she stared at him, waiting for a response. Gadreel was slightly nervous and surprised, thinking of Anne holding this stick and what it meant. "I'm pregnant." She added before he could come to that conclusion himself and his emotions were like a river flooding over him; he was stunned, but overjoyed.

"You're carrying our baby?" he asked and she nodded. Before his mind could catch up with his heart, he picked her up and held her in his arms tightly, nuzzling his face in her neck as a couple of tears formed in his eyes. She chuckled nervously, but wrapping her arms around him, happily.

He didn't know how he could help her with a child, but the thought of being a father seemed more important than being an angel. All of a sudden, this made his past seem so small, like his quest for redemption wasn't as vital as he thought it was. Their baby would be the most precious gift he could ever have and he would share that beautiful gift with the person he loved more than life.

This was better than redemption; this was leaving his past behind and moving forward and becoming a better Gadreel; a Gadreel that was loved more than he ever thought possible.

He had a family and soon he'd have a little one that would be a mixture of him and Anne. That was love in its purest form.

He hadn't realized how long he had been holding Anne, but she didn't complain. When he pulled back, he was surprised to see a few tears in her eyes as well. They both laughed a little and gave each a quick kiss and then focusing on her abdomen.

Now, as he watched her organize books, her baby bump was now clearly invisible and it made him incredibly happy to know that his baby was coming fast. Of course, he knew Anne was nervous; having her first baby, but he was reading several books during his spare time in order to be well prepared to help her when the time comes.

At that moment, the sound of the doorbell snapped him out of his thoughts and, immediately, he knew these two customers were hunters. They had this hopeless expression on their faces and their clothes seemed to have skipped laundry day a couple of times. One was a tall and slender man with dark hair nearly in his eyes and the other was a short woman with long straight dark hair fallen onto her shoulders.

Anne welcomed them and as soon as they confirmed that they were hunters, she invited them to the back of the store, quickly getting to business: what did they need and how could she accommodate them in the financial department?

Gadreel followed them, unwilling to disable his protective overdrive. The woman turned and glanced at him, as if she was afraid they were making a mistake. He smiled softly at her and it seemed to put her at ease.

He couldn't hear what the man was saying, but Anne promised she'd look at what she had and help them. Then, as he glanced down at the floor, catching sight of something, his heart began to race as he saw droplets of blood. He glanced back up at the strange couple, not having noticed blood on their clothes. He glanced back at the droplets of blood on the floor and clenched his jaw as well as his fists, quickly thinking of a plan of action once they were in the back of the store.