*GEN'S POV*

"A what?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Nephilim. They can be extremely powerful creatures. What abilities have you exhibited?" Castiel looked suspicious.

"None! I'm just normal. I'm a normal human being."

His lip twitched slightly. "You are most certainly not normal. I didn't sense it at first because of your daughter's unique aura. But I see it now. However, it looks like the angel gene is dormant in you. It happens occasionally."

I got up and started pacing, breathing hard. This couldn't be happening. First my daughter was part demon, then both of us were part angel? This was too crazy.

"Hey, calm down. It's okay." Sam pulled me into his arms, sensing the panic attack that was coming on.

"Actually it depends on your definition of 'okay'." Cas said. "If your lineage is discovered, Heaven will want you dead, and Hell will simply want you."

"Thanks, Cas." Sam shot him a death glare.

Lily looked scared. "I do something wrong?"

"No, no sweetie. Everything is okay. You didn't do anything wrong." I tried to pull myself together for her sake, kneeling down and hugging her.

"Hey, you guys hungry or wha-?" Dean poked his head around the corner, stopping when he saw Sam's hair French braided. He smothered a laugh. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks." Sam replied flatly.

Dean's expression grew serious as he noticed the tense atmosphere of the room. "What's going on?"

"Genevieve is a Nephilim."

"Wait, you mean half human-half angel?" He asked incredulously.

Cas nodded.

"Bad word, Uncle Dean." Lily reprimanded solemnly.

"Oops. Forgot the kid can read minds." He coughed. "Sooo...what does this mean?"

"It means we need to protect them from both Heaven and Hell."

"That'd be easiest if they moved here." Bobby walked in.

"Great, now everyone knows." I muttered.

"Sorry." The older man shrugged. "Anyway, I got all the protection from demons and angels right here. What do ya say?"

My head was spinning. I sat down hard on the bed and rubbed my temples. "That's very generous of you...just...give me a minute to think, please?"

Sam touched my arm sympathetically. "I know it's a lot to take in. I'm so sorry you have to go through this..."

"Yeah. Can you take Lily and get her something to eat? I need some time alone.

Bobby nodded. "Sure thing." He scooped Lily up into his arms. "Ready for some sandwiches, squirt?"

Although I'm sure she could sense that I was overwhelmed and stressed, she smiled. "Yes!"

"Let me know if I can get you anything."

"Thanks Sam."

*SAM'S POV*

We sat Lily down on a stack of phone books so she could reach the table.

"Alright, crusts on or off, kid?" Bobby asked.

"Off." She had the sweetest smile. She sure was happy, for a kid who'd been through so much.

I felt terrible. Gen's world had already been turned upside-down. It couldn't be easy to have another curveball thrown her way. "I'm gonna go check on your mom." I told Lily, kissing her forehead. "Be good."

She nodded. "I be good."

I hesitated outside the door. She had said she wanted to be alone...I didn't want to intrude. But I also wanted to be there for her.

Knocking softly, I called out, "Gen, can I come in?"

"Sure," I heard sniffling, and wasn't surprised to find her quietly crying when I walked in.

"Hey, talk to me." I frowned, sitting next to her on the bed.

"Sorry," She wiped away the tears and took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

"Don't be," I said, "You've had an...eventful couple of days."

"Yeah, that's one word for it." She sighed. "Just when I think I've got things figured out, something else happens."

"I know what you mean." I took her hand. "But it's gonna be okay. You don't have to be alone anymore."

"Thanks, Sam." She smiled through the tears.

Suddenly we heard the slamming of the screen door. My eyes narrowed, and both Gen and I walked to the kitchen to see what was going on.

Lily was in Dean's arms, her eyes wide with fear.

"What's going on?" Genevieve asked, taking our daughter from Dean.

"Angels." He said.

"I did not have sufficient time to explain to your daughter that she cannot use 'angel radio', as it has been nicknamed. She was attempting to contact your father. But in doing so, she caught the attention of an archangel." Castiel said.

"What do we do?" Gen clung to me, and my heart skipped a beat.

"Panic room ain't angel-proof." Bobby pointed out.

The ground started rumbling, and an intense white light filled the room. We formed a protective circle around Lily and Gen, Castiel's angel blade dropping into his hand. "Shut your eyes," I told Lily in a trembling voice.

"Angel sigil!" I yelled. I dropped out of the circle, using my knife to cut my arm. I had only completed half the angel-banishing sigil before the archangel dropped into the room in a flash of blinding light and thunder.

He raised his arm to smite me, but instead fell to his knees as another angel blade pierced through his chest. As the light subsided and the thunder stopped, I saw a familiar figure standing over the dead man.

Gabriel?