The song here is "Howl by Florence + the Machine"

Howl

Anne quickly led them to her counter of spells and began looking through her books. As the couple stood still at the counter, the blood droplets continued and created miniature pools of blood at the man's feet.

Gadreel looked up at them, expecting them to turn at him with that fear in their eyes, but they didn't. He had do know what had happened to them. He had to know if they posed as a threat to Anne and their baby.

"You injured?" he asked and the man looked at him, surprised and slightly afraid as if he didn't know he had followed them in. The woman answered; since she seemed more comfortable knowing he was as friendly as Anne.

"We ran into some shapeshifters some couple of days ago and I did this to him. I didn't know if it was him or that thing. Now, it's like his wound won't heal. We're afraid of going to a hospital and we heard that this place was trustworthy." She said and he nodded his head and looked at the man. Despite the fact that he was being kind and concerning, the man seemed uncomfortable.

He glanced at Anne and she frowned at him, telling him he had to soften his expression. He relaxed his facial expression and the man reluctantly turned back to Anne. Apparently the look in his eyes was too hard to let them know he was kind and concerned. Perhaps it told them he wasn't concerned about their well-being, but that of Anne and their baby.

Well, it was the truth.

"I have something here, it'll take a while so grab a chair if you can." Anne said and the couple obeyed and sat at one of the tables. As Gadreel approached, Anne didn't look up as she was too busy preparing the ingredients for some sort of paste that is to be applied on the wound. "Could you go get them some water and some food, please?" she asked and his silence stretched on too long. She raised her eyes at him, as if wondering if this silence was defiance.

"Fine." He said hesitated before leaving to go upstairs. He climbed up the stairs two steps at a time to quickly gather some water and food before anything could happen to Anne and their baby.

Just as he reached the second floor, Viviane was stepping out with two bottles of water and a plate of sandwiches, which was very convenient.

"Aw, I was just about to bring you lunch and taking over the store." She said and Gadreel quickly grabbed it all and placed a quick kiss on her cheek, then turning and going down those stairs as quickly as he could. Viviane let out a soft laugh and crossed her arms over her chest. "You're welcome. Don't trip." She added and then went down to the store.

Gadreel rushed into the back of the store and slowed down as he made his way to the couple. They seemed surprised, but grateful as they took the water and sandwiches with smiles. As he glanced over at Anne, she raised her eyes at him and seemed surprised that he came back so quickly, but she frowned slightly before going back to her spell.

Maybe she wasn't very comfortable with him being over protective, but he couldn't help himself; he wanted to make sure nothing could ever hurt her and their baby. That fear kept him from relaxing and he knew once their baby was born, that fear would only intensify if he didn't control it. He was so happy to have a baby, but then he wondered how he could protect him or her. As an angel, he could have without much difficulty, but now, as a man, there wasn't much he could do.

Maybe Anne realized that he was afraid of the world harming her and their baby. Maybe that's why she kept looking at him like that; his fear wasn't helping her. What if he was making her even more nervous than she already was?

At that moment, Anne cleared her throat and he approached her with concern in his eyes. She smiled softly as she reached out and gently touched his cheek. Her touch was so soft and warm that it seemed to chase his fear away. Was it just her touch or was it her magic? Not spells and incantations, but her natural magic of lighting up the place with just her love.

"Take a few deep breaths and relax. One step at a time." she said and he gave her a half smile before she pulled her hand away and mixed the crushed ingredients, making it into a sort of cream. He nodded and stepped back, doing exactly as she had instructed and within minutes, he felt better.

Anne walked over to the couple and showed them the cream that she had created. It was filled with healing properties and all she had to do was a quiet incantation, almost like a meditation. She then invited them to close their eyes and relax during the spell and then she began.

The woman lifted up the man's shirt and revealed the nasty wound that was clearly infected. Judging by the opening, it was trying to heal, but it had been ripped open and even with a slight accident, that infection would never allow him to heal.

Part of Gadreel wanted to say that they were wrong; they should have gone to a hospital, but that didn't mean that he didn't believe that Anne was capable of helping them.

Anne placed the cream on his wound with her right hand and the man gasped, but then took deep breaths as Anne applied the rest and began chanting under her breath. All three of them seemed peaceful within a few seconds and Gadreel approached quietly and joined them, remembering that Anne had once spoke of energies and how if one wasn't on the same page as the other, their energy could clash with that of the other; the spell wouldn't work very well if not at all.

It was slightly confusing, but in a way, he could understand, so he didn't argue.

Soon, Gadreel could feel something deep down that unsettled him and when he opened his eyes, he saw a slight glow of light coming from Anne's hand and his breath caught in his throat as his chest felt like it was tightening.

He knew all too well what that was and his fear returned, making his heart raced once again.

Gadreel was speechless. He wanted to place his hand tenderly on her shoulder so she would open her eyes and see the light emanating from her hand, but he couldn't get himself to move. He knew what he was seeing, but it wasn't possible.

Before he could gather the strength to move pass his fear, Anne stopped chanting and pulled her hand away and began wiping the cream off his wound. The couple had opened their eyes and watched and the more she wiped the cream away, the more they searched for that nasty wound.

When the cream had been cleared off, they gasped and touched his skin, realizing that the wound was gone; completely gone. They looked at Anne surprised with tears in their eyes and when Gadreel glanced over at her, she seemed equally surprised, but she quickly masked it and held their hands as they thanked her.

Gadreel was still speechless, even when the couple had offered money, although they didn't have much. Anne negotiated for some other exchange and by then, Gadreel was too deep in thought to listen.

He knew what he saw, but it wasn't possible. A light shining as she was healing someone wasn't magic and spells, but the power of an angel. That was impossible! He couldn't understand it and his mind couldn't wrap around an explanation.

Anne slipped her hand into his and he finally snapped out of it. He glanced around and realized that the couple had left and they were now alone. As he met her eyes, they sparkled and she seemed happy, but then she seemed worried.

"Gadreel?" she asked and he turned towards her, bring up her hands and holding them tightly. "What's wrong?" she asked him and he tried to form his words, and once he began, he couldn't stop.

He explained the light he saw from her hand and how that was an angelic power, not her spell and he voiced his thoughts and fears all at once. He confessed that he was scared he couldn't protect them and now, with that light, he didn't know how to explain that. It was just impossible!

When he stopped and took deep breaths, she seemed concerned, but she forced a smile and pushed his arms around her and she hugged him tightly. She sighed and looked up at him before resting her head on his shoulder.

"That explains why my spell worked better than I anticipated." She said and they remained in silence, uncertain of what to make of that light. "How do I make it happen again?" she asked and Gadreel couldn't answer. What would he say? He knew how to heal someone, but it was difficult to explain and would he? Watching light glowing from her hand made his chest feel heavy, like he could feel something bad would happen.

"I'll call Castiel." He said and rubbed her back as he held her against him.