The song here is "Raise a Little Hell" by Trooper

Raise a Little Hell

With the unicorn walking on tile floors and Keara laughing, it was a surprise that Clara was still asleep. Of course, when Keara and the unicorn began knocking things over, Gabriel was certain Clara would wake up and then glare at him with her arms crossed over her chest.

Not a sight he wanted to see, especially when it would be directed at him.

He could snap his fingers and things would go back to the way they were. Luckily, nothing was broken yet. Then, just as he thought it, a vase toppled and fell to the floor with a piercing crashing sound that he was sure would wake up Clara.

"Keara, please keep the volume and the trashing to a minimum." He said as he snapped his fingers, all the broken pieces of the vase coming back to one whole vase, removing any evidence that it had been shattered.

At that moment, he closed his eyes shut and shrank a little.

"Shit." He said and turned, hearing those footsteps and then when they stopped. As he imagined, Clara stood at the edge of the balcony in the entrance of the mansion where she could have the pick of two stairs to use to come down and beat him senseless.

Her eyes were dark and cold and her hands gripping the railing like she was gripping his neck. Despite her sexy black silk housecoat, she was a sight for scared eyes.

"Just what is going on?" she asked him and then, silently, Keara peaked around the corner from one of the side rooms with the unicorn behind her, nudging her with its muzzle as if to ask why she had stopped playing.

When Clara glanced at Keara, she came out and immediately had this look of innocence with her hands behind her back and a sweet smile. However, her mother wasn't buying it.

When the unicorn walked out and nudged Keara again, Clara crossed her arms over her chest and shot Gabriel a questionable glare. All he could do was manage a half grin and he nearly threw his hands into the air as if to say he couldn't help himself.

"A unicorn?" she asked him. "In my house?" she added and then came down the stairs to Keara. She was graceful, but she was pissed. "Play with it outside, please." She added and Keara's smile brightened and she quickly ran out of the doors with the unicorn slowly walking behind her.

She glanced at Gabriel, not impressed, and stood in the doorway. When he approached her, he was certain she would snap at him, but her demeanor was calm.

"Did you explain to her that her pet unicorn is just magic?" she asked him and he felt sort of relieved.

"I did and she understands." He replied and Clara nodded, as if satisfied. "Now that you're awake…" he said, letting the sentence sort of drop when she shot him a glare over her shoulder.

"Thanks to you." She said and he simply gave her a grin. Finally, her lips twitched into a dark smirk and she glanced back at her daughter playing with the illusion.

"I have some news for you regarding Anne Cromwell." He said and she didn't flinch, but he knew she'd want to hear about it anyway. "She's pregnant." He said and paused, seeing a little smile on her face. "It's a Nephilim." He added and then she frowned in confusion.

"Gadreel is human." She replied and he told her what Castiel told him. She nodded and waved her hand for him to continue. If she had any questions, she didn't voice them.

"The angels want to kill all hybrids, but they don't know about Anne's baby… yet." He said and she turned and the expression in her eyes was as human as he's ever seen in her.

"You sure?" she asked him and his lips twitched as he nodded.

"The angels have enlisted the help of Metatron. He'll eventually find out. The only hope Anne has is angel wards and the message I passed on through Castiel." He said and when Clara frowned again, narrowing her eyes, he explained about Ezekiel. "The angels respected him too much to kill the last good thing he had done." He concluded and Clara simply looked at Keara, her expression difficult to read, although he was certain she was putting herself in Anne's shoes. Then, Gabriel knew she was thinking of something and when she turned her eyes to him, they were as dark as always.

"You're wrong about one thing." She said and he frowned in confusion. "That's not the only hope she has." She added and when she brought her fist up, opening her hand, there was a small crystal.

At that moment, a Hellhound trotted up to her from nowhere and sat at her feet.

"Back when I was pregnant, Anne cast a spell and gave me this crystal." Clara said and then looked down at it, now rolling it between her fingers. "Do you know that Hellhounds can smell anything, even the eldest scents? No matter how long, they can still pick up on a scent and track it." she added and bent down to the Hellhound's level, letting it smell the crystal.

"Explains why no soul can out run them." Gabriel said, nearly mumbling.

The way Clara and the Hellhound stared at each other was incredible. It was as if she had a strong connection with these creatures and that they deeply understood each other.

"I want you to find Anne Cromwell. She is pregnant with a Nephilim. You are not to harm her or the baby. You are not to harm Gadreel, her partner, or Viviane, her mother. You are to protect Anne and her baby. Anything, especially angels, that are a threat to her, you are to kill them." She said and then the Hellhound had vanished. It was a little eerie how quickly a Hellhound can be set out to track someone. Imagine if it was a death warrant… one would only have seconds to live.

Gabriel tried not to think about, knowing that countless souls had been collected by Hellhounds, snatched by their merciless jaws and dragged down to Hell.

When she stood up, another Hellhound appeared, but this one had rubbed its head against her leg. She scratched behind its ear and there was a smile on her face.

"Ginger, please go watch over Keara." She said and the Hellhound quickly ran over and laid down near the shadows of the stone walls, watching Keara playing with her unicorn. Its stare sent a shiver down Gabriel's spine. If he didn't know better, he'd say it would soon attack Keara.

Clara glanced at him and, instead of the crystal being in her hand, it was a cell phone.

"I had Nikolai program some cell phones for me. I'd like for you to take this one to Anne." She said and he looked at it with a slight grin on his face. He nodded and took it, meeting her eyes and seeing the fierce glint of a Cambion. She wasn't being authoritative or fearsome; she was worried for someone she cared about.

"I'll let her know about the Hellhound." He said and she grinned. "Be back in a flash." He concluded and vanished.