Angela heard the gunshots long before he ever got to her room. There had been a scurry of officers as they tried to intercept him. She watched with mild amusement as the number of people around her started to thin. When John finally burst through the door of the interrogation room she was being held in her green eyes focused on him as she instantly noticed the difference in him. She narrowed her eyes and found herself pulling back and away from him as he approached. The smell of the Devil was all over him and it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. "What.." She had started to say just before he pulled her in to press his lips against hers in the deep and forceful kiss.<br/><br/>At first she wanted to rip away and beat him into the ground for touching her in such a way, but no one had ever been brave enough to attempt that sort of thing on her before. Not to mention that he had called her a hybrid. No one knew that. Not even the military. When he pulled away from her and broke her chains she rubbed her wrists for a moment before taking the gun. "How did you know I'm a hybrid?" She asked in a quiet tone as if she were afraid someone else might hear. She also couldn't meet his gaze any longer. She hated her heritage which is why she kept it a secret. Neither Heaven or Hell would take a half breed. Humans didn't accept her either because she wasn't one of them. There wasn't any place for someone like her.