Dean watched as Molly walked back to Gabriel. He could tell that she was saying a few things to Gabriel that resulted in the archangel shrugging and Molly wincing.

"Oh boy that's the beginnings of a beautiful relationship."

Dean muttered to Sam as he turned to walk back to his bedroom. He didn't really want to witness the awkwardness happen. If Molly could fix Gabriel then Dean would be in eternal awe of her. So far it appeared that she was just as awkward as Gabriel. Had this been a few years ago, Gabriel would probably be trying to woo the pants off of Molly. Now here he stood almost like an awkward version of Cas.

The next two weeks passed without much excitement. Molly was trying everything that she could to get Gabriel to talk. She had tried bribing him into talking which actually got a smirk out of the archangel.

"Apparently $20 and a batch of brownies isn't a good deal."

Molly had said to Dean when Gabriel was out of ear shot. Dean looked up from his pie that Molly had made earlier.

"If it was me you could keep your twenty bucks and just give me the brownies. I'll sing like a canary if you make me another one of these pies."

Molly rolled her eyes trying not to laugh at Dean. Over the past few wees she and Dean had indeed grown closer.

"Of course you would. Before you ask I will make another one. Sam is going to be pissed you didn't' let him have one measly slice. Sheesh you didn't even let him try the crust."

Dean nodded.

"It was good. So how's it going with Gabriel?"

Molly looked over her shoulder making sure that he wasn't in ear shot.

"I don't know. I thought with this whole soulmate business I could possibly be able to get him to talk but apparently I wasn't right there. I've tried bribing him. Hell I even tried boring him into talking to me. I took him to a scarf museum…again absolutely nothing but a yawn."

A few mornings later Sam and Dean were awoken by the smell of bacon frying. They stumbled into the kitchen wondering who was up at the crack of dawn cooking. They wasn't complaining in the slightest! The thought of having someone that could cook halfway decent was beyond exciting!

Dean practically fell into a chair at the table. Ignoring the raised eyebrow expression that Gabriel was giving him from across the room. Molly quickly turned. She was clearly thinking that Gabriel had fallen out of his chair or something.

"Well good morning to you too."

She said cheerfully. Dean nodded tiredly. Before he could even begin talking he needed some form of caffeine in his system.

"I wouldn't talk to him before he's had coffee."

Molly spun around at a voice she hadn't heard before. Behind her stood a man dressed in a suite and trench coat. Molly didn't need any help in noticing that this man was an angel. From all of her dealing with angels in the past she didn't suspect this one would go so well. She was so lost in her automatic nervousness over facing another angel, Molly didn't even realize that she was close to the stove until her hand landed on the eye.

"Oh shit!"

She squealed. Cas titled his head as Gabriel was in the room in the blink of an eye. He looked at Cas before taking Molly's hand in his looking at the now ruined skin. He didn't care that she could heal herself in a moment or two. Gabriel reached out tracing his finger over the place instantly healing the burn.

Cas looked at the two in front of his tilting his head to the side. Dean stood walking over and gently pulling Cas from the room.

"I don't understand. Who is she?"

Dean glanced over his shoulder at Gabriel and Molly. The two were starring at each other in a way that made Dean want to gag.

"Cas, buddy you have missed a lot of the past day! Granted I wanted this to happen but I never said I wanted to be a freest hand witness. Anyway, that's Molly…"

Cas frowned.

"She's a nephilim and Balthazar is her father."

Dean nodded.

"Yep, that's exactly who she is. She also appears to be Gabriel's soulmate and she might be able to put him back together."

Cas blinked.

"If any one can fix him it would be her. How did you find her?"

Jack eagerly held his hand up.

"I saw her in a vision. We went and found her."

Cas focused his attention back on Dean and spoke in a low voice.

"Tell me that you didn't kidnap the girl?"

Dean laughed at the way that Castiel was looking at him. The angel knew them too well.

"No, she came on her own. Apparently she hasn't had that great of a life. Balthazar clearly doesn't know about her. If he does I don't think he would give two shits anyway. She seems like a good person. A little snarky but that isn't something that we haven't dealt with before."

Cas was quiet for a moment as he looked between Jack and Molly. There were two nephilim now. Jack didn't have 100% control over his powers. Cas had no clue as to what Molly could and couldn't do. He had a feeling that along with his other endeavors he would be devoting a lot of time to both nephilim. Not that he minded. The last thing that Cas wanted was to see either of them harmed. Although he knew nothing about Molly, the last thing that needed to happen was her being harmed. Gabriel could tend to her when he got back to where he needed to be. At the moment the archangel couldn't take care of himself let alone his newly acquired soulmate.

"Yeah, well….here we are."

Cas replied softly.

Meanwhile, Molly and Gabriel stood still silently looking at each other. Molly hadn't moved to take her hand out of Gabriel's grasp. She was used to his golden eyes watching her every move but today it was different. Something seemed more intense this time though.

"You didn't have to do that you know. You probably shouldn't have. That was wasting some of your energy."

Gabriel shrugged before reaching out and pushing one of her blonde curls away from her face. Molly closed her eyes trying to read his mind but could see nothing.

"Gabriel, you can let me in. You know I am not going to hurt you. All I am asking for is one word."

Molly said in almost a whisper so only Gabriel could hear. He looked at her sadly but said nothing. Molly waited a moment hoping that he would change his mind. However, when Gabriel shook his head she knew that her hopes were in vain.

"Its okay. When you're ready is fine."

Gabriel nodded, closing his hand around hers.

"Oh my dad who is she?"

The two were so lost in their little world that they hadn't noticed the sound of another voice in the bunker. Both Gabriel and Molly turned. Gabriel immediately frowned seeing none other then Balthazar standing in the doorway of the kitchen. He was no fool. Gabriel knew from the moment that he saw Molly the first time who her father was. He had also put the puzzle pieces together that the other angel had been no father of the year. There was also the fact that Molly clearly had no clue who her father was.

"Oh Gabriel, I heard you were back around. So back to my original question who is she? Before any of you apes make the whole oh she's nephilim spill, I get that."

Molly focused her attention back on Dean and Cas who were standing in the doorway with matching identical frowns. Dean finally stepped forward.

"Take a good look at her Balthazar. Really look at her, you'll figure it out."

Molly felt her mouth drop. This was her father! He was standing less then 10 feet away! Had she been so lost in her moment with Gabriel that she hadn't even noticed his arrival? She felt so many emotions washing over at once and had no clue which one to go with. It wasn't until she noticed Gabriel's frown did she have a feeling that this wasn't going to go well.

Balthazar meanwhile, looked closer at the girl in front of him. Her shoulder length blonde curls and face looked familiar to him. He stood looking at her her until realization hit him with a BANG!

"Oh my holy hell! What have I done?"

Molly felt that familiar sense of betray hit her with a crash. He was rejecting her…just like she assumed he would.

"Nice to finally meet you too."

She said coldly. Balthazar raised an eyebrow.

"Well darling I didn't quiet know anything about you. Kind of salty aren't you?"

Molly frowned as Gabriel gently tugged on her arm.

"Yeah, I'm a little salty. Finally meeting my father after being shunned my who life and all I get is a what have I done? I think that would earn some salty."

Balthazar raised an eyebrow.

"Ick! You're snarky too…guess that you get from me. Trying to put some stuff together here….who exactly is your mother? I've been with a lot of people."

Dean was muttering something to Balthazar that sounded like, "dude don't." Balthazar however, didn't seem to get the memo. Molly scowled harder at the angel. She reached up to her neck removing the locket that she had that held the photo of her mother. Tossing it to Balthazar, Molly made no move to go closer to him.

"Lovely, thank you."

Balthazar said as he opened the locket.

"Ah yes. I remember her….just not her name. She was a lovely lady…for a human. Sorry you have to be part one. That's a tad dreadful."

Molly was clearly holding back rage as she began to tremble.

"Her name was Katherine."

Balthazar nodded.

"Oh yes. How is she?"

"SHE'S DEAD!"

Molly all but yelled. Balthazar winced.

"Lower the volume would you sweet pea? Would you like a pony or something?"

Molly let go of Gabriel's hand and stormed past Balthazar. She turned half way to her bedroom.

"That would have been wonderful when I was four. What would have been more wonderful was to actually have you in my life when I was growing up with no one other then my grandparents who cared about me. It would have been great to understand what I am without feeling like a leaper. What I want from you now is for you to go away and never return."

Molly turned not giving Balthazar a chance to even come up with anything to say before turning and walking from the room. Balthazar stood dead silent for a moment before turning to look at Dean, Gabriel, and Cas. All three wore the same identical frown.

"A pony? A pony? Really Balthazar? You meet a child that you helped create and the first thing that you do instead of actually getting to know her you act like yourself and offer to get her a pony!"

Dean yelled. Balthazar shrugged.

"I thought girls liked ponies! Come on. This is a clear shock to me too! Gabriel you were holding he hand, go talk to her."

Gabriel looked at Balthazar as though he was ready to smite the angel in front of him. He glared at him coldly before giving him the middle finger and storming out of the room.

"Well that's nice!"

Balthazar yelled after him. Castiel, having enough, turned face the angel.

"We have a lot to discuss. Come on."

Meanwhile, Molly stood in her room trying to calm herself down. The last thing that needed to happen was for her to lose her temper completely! She could seriously hurt someone if she lost herself.

"I need to think about things that make me happy…fluffy kittens, walks in the park, ballet….Gabriel."

"Molly?"

Her eyes snapped open as she turned to see Gabriel standing a few feet away looking at her with wary eyes. Molly felt her mouth drop as she looked around wondering if someone else had come in the room while she was in the middle of her Dr. Phil styled chill down.

"Gabriel did you say something?"

He nodded.

"I did. I had to make sure that you were okay."