Just wanted to tell everyone who was following this story, a sequel has been made and is up for you to enjoy now.
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'Oh my God, keep that on the wound and apply pressure, blood is just gushing out.' She almost yelled as she picked up the phone and paged the plastic surgeon, who would be pissed that he would be called in for something other than a boob job but she didn't care, her patient would get the best care that she could give.
And so it happened, six weeks ago she had given the best care to her patient and since then her patient had been taking care of her.
He had fessed up to his real name and if she had been ten years old her diary would have been plastered with Mrs Dean Winchester and hearts but now her heart just kept skipping beats.
'Where did you go?' Dean asked.
'Nowhere,' Angela smiled trying to get back from the night she fell hard for this man.