Summary: Bobby thinks he's seen the last of Crowley, but when he, Sam and Dean are researching one day, the demon turns up with a very unexpected surprise. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters.

A/N: Oh my Chuck! My first ever Bobby/Crowley fic which even features a surprise! WOW! Anyway, I really hope you enjoy it and please let me know if you want more!

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Accidents Happen

Chapter One

Since the Apocalypse that didn't quite happen, Bobby and the Winchesters had been trying their best to return to some sort of normality.

Castiel and Gabriel were around still, of course they were now in romantic relationships with the brothers, Castiel with Dean and Gabriel with Sam. But on this particular warm Sunday morning, the rushing of air alerted the group, especially the angels as Crowley appeared in the room, pale, shaking and sweating.

"You." He growled, pointing at Bobby who looked shocked, "Why didn't you say anything?"

"About what?" Bobby asked, "What's going on?"

"Oh, 'What's going on?' he asks!" Crowley yelled, "How could you not know we were soulmates, you idiot?"

The entire room fell silent and the Winchesters and the angels stared between Bobby and Crowley. How could Bobby possibly have known that? They'd only made a deal and kissed like anyone else who came across Crowley.

"And now, because we kissed and 'sealed the bond', I'm up the frigging duff!" Crowley yelled, everyone gasping almost dramatically in the room.

The demon actually looked upset. He looked tired and worried too, and Bobby couldn't help the way his heartstrings pulled at the way Crowley rubbed his stomach absently.

"You're pregnant?" Bobby asked, "And it's...it's mine?"

Crowley just nodded and rested against the wall, looking quite tired. He gazed at Bobby who stood up and moved closer to him, trying to hide the tears that threatened to fill his eyes. Bobby realised the demon looked frightened. He was scared, quite clearly, and Bobby knew now that he had to step up and be the father he was going to be. Crowley's pregnancy meant that he'd be incredibly emotional too, and all Bobby thought to do was pull him into a hug.

Crowley was shocked at the contact but in his current state, all he wanted was to be promised that it would be okay. He was terrified. Demon births weren't any easier than human ones, and the baby, unless this was changed, was going to be born half demon, and Crowley would have to use a lot of his essence to birth the egg it would come from. The egg would be formed using his essence. It would be painful, lengthy and tiresome. Demon labours lasted for at least two days, and he was worried of enduring such pain for so long.

He had the urge to nest too.

Damn.

"I'm here for you, alright?" Bobby said softly, "If this is partially my doing then I'll help you raise the little tyke."

"Raise?" Crowley asked, huffing out a laugh, "No way. I'm not raising this."

"Crowley..." Bobby began, "If this is my child too, then I have a say in what happens to it, okay?"

"Bobby, it'll be a half demon baby. You have no idea what kind of work this will take." Crowley sighed tiredly, "We can make it human...It just means that I have to drink some of your blood..."

"That's fine." Bobby said instantly, "Crowley, if we're having a kid, as damn weird as it is, it's our job to protect it, okay? Our job to raise it and care for it...It's our job to love it. How far along are you?"

"Eight weeks." Crowley replied, Bobby sighing and staring at the demon.

"How long have you loved this baby for?" He asked, Crowley bowing his head and sighing himself.

"Eight weeks."

"Exactly." Bobby said quietly, "If you love this baby, you can't possibly give it up. I'll be here with you, y'idjit. We all will."

The others nodded, despite still being in shock.

"When do you need my blood?" The hunter asked, Crowley shrugging in response.

"Whenever you're ready." He whispered, "I'll need three tablespoons of it...ish..."

"Fine." Bobby said, grabbing his knife from his belt, "Sam, go get me a tablespoon."

Sam headed to the kitchen while the others just continued to stare.

"Really, Bobby, you're just gonna accept this as fact?" Dean asked, Crowley grabbing Bobby's hand and pressing it against his stomach.

"You tell him what you feel, Bobby." The demon said, Bobby gasping as the thrumming of the life force of the baby hit his hand with unbelievable force, "That's a happy half-demon baby who's stupidly overjoyed to meet his other father."

"Good God..." Bobby breathed, placing his other hand on the demon's stomach, "This is amazing."

"That's the baby saying hello." Crowley whispered, "It's bugging me. It's been like this all day. Thrumming away like an over excited bee."

Everyone looked up as Sam returned with the spoon, Crowley holding it beneath Bobby's arm as the hunter cut into it, letting his blood fall onto the silver spoon until it was full.

"Just a spoonful of sugar." Crowley muttered, taking the spoonful down before holding it back under Bobby's arm, "God, that's disgusting..."

"Shut up, y'idjit or I'll stop." Bobby replied, Crowley taking down the final two spoonfuls before helping to patch Bobby's arm up.

He held onto his stomach for a moment and waited as the child calmed, the thrumming returning to its usual peaceful state.

"Did it work?" Bobby asked, Castiel moving over to Crowley and touching his forehead.

"Yes." Castiel replied, "Your baby is human."

"Thank God." Crowley breathed, his fingers twitching for a moment as he grabbed Bobby's hand, "Bobby I want to make a nest."

-TBC-

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