"What the fuck do you want?" Patch growled.

"What I can't call on my favorite little fallen angel without being hissed at." He replies pinching Patch's cheek with his black glove.

Patch slaps his hand away "Do that again and I cut your piece of shit arm off." Patch hissed darkly.

Hank smiled darkly sitting in the leather desk chair folding one leg over the other and examining his black glove "I just wanted to say hi to my favorite little angel. You know check up on you, see how you're doing and you know to warn you."

"About what?" Patch asked wearily.

Hank slapped his foot on the desk "About how you have been defiling my daughter with you fallen angel bullshit!" he snapped. "Look I like you… sorta… so don't ruin it. I liked it better when she couldn't remember you."

"You bastard!" Patch snarled.

"Watch your tone." Hank teased "after all you are dating my baby girl. I could so easily put a stop to this romance you two have invented." He lit a thin cigarette "besides you're only alive because I like watching you suffer." He took a long drag from the cigarette.

"I hope you choke on that cigarette," Patch hissed darkly.

Hank let out a thin line of smoke between his pursed lips "Ouch," he waved Patch off "Take him out,"

Two Nephilim come in and grab Patch by his arms punching him in the gut. He coughed up a little blood and fell to his knees in pain. Hank stood and leaned down to Patch's level "If I see you anywhere near my Nora again I won't hesitate to chopping your head off your fucking body." Hank smashed the lit side of the cigarette on Patch's forehead "get him out of here."

They dragged Patch out as he screamed curse words and profanities at Hank.

Patch walked down the block to the waiting black truck "How'd it go?" Gabe asked leaning against the truck side.

"Just shut the fuck up and start the car." Patch snarled.

"Hostile little bitch aren't you?" Gabe replied behind a light smirk.

Quickly Patch smashed him against the truck "Just shut the fuck up and drive before I rip your dick off." He whispered darkly.

"Starting the car," Gabe muttered as Patch let go of his collar and flung him away.

"I'm guessing Hank's little sit down didn't go too well." Gabe said sitting in the driver's seat and starting the car.

"Fuck Hank I hate him." Patch said dryly.

Gabe smiled "he is kinda a prick."

"Kinda is an understatement." Patch replied. "Take me to Nora's we need to talk."

"You got it Miss. Daisy." Gabe teased. "But seriously why do you hang around that human all the time?"

"Why do you not learn when to speak and when to keep your fucking mouth shut." Patch shot.

Gabe held up a hand in defeat "Okay I get it you're a little pissy but seriously I'm on your side so don't start cursing me out because I'm trying to understand what happened."

"Are you going to keep talking or do you not know what shut the fuck up means?" Patch asked.

"Driving you to Nora's." Gabe muttered finally getting the message.

I'm so sorry for not posting a lot. I'm trying my hardest to keep up with Silent Temp. and my other fanfictions. I hope you enjoy, I just imagined Patch as one of those people who would curse a lot when he's pissed. :D