Angel had always been different, from the moment she was born. She had no idea why an angel Castiel was always in her mind or that she saw black soulless eyes on certain people around her. Angel had seen Castiel only twice in her life time, once when she was born and the second time on her 25th birthday where ''demons'' had come to destroy her with those black eyes. Castiel had told her to find Bobby Singers place and meet him there. She took his word for it.
Angel's small figure stumbled through the matter of rubble and decaying car parts near Bobby Singer's house, just as Crowley himself appeared behind her ruffling his expensive suit roughly. She spun around slicing her knee on a jagged piece of tin wincing in pain, seeing the back of Crowley in his dark suit. She could see a glass of alcohol in his hand as he sighed deeply, just as howling from afar sounded.
''Bullocks!'' Crowley shouted letting his accent slur in his words more then normal, he moved his hand to inside his suit suddenly half passing the tracking coin he found to Angel behind him not even giving her a glance, her eyes widened in fear as a growl and giant dog-like footprints became visible beside the man.
''Sic 'em boy!'' He shouted just as snarls erupted and blood was splattered onto the ground in three slick slashes, the sounds of clawing teeth everywhere. Blood suddenly splattered onto Crowley's expensive suit,as the growls died down.
''Bloody Hellhounds!This is my favourite suit!'' He yelled,throwing his glass to the ground and letting it shatter into a million shards causing Angel to whimper slightly. He spun around sharply facing the stunningly attractive girl, he drunk in her features,long white blonde hair fell in curls down to her waist,large blue innocent eyes and a creamy complexion made her seem angelic.
She blinked in fear as she realised what he was.
''You're one of them!?'' She shouted,stumbling backwards as he rolled his eyes at her soft voice.
''More high class but yes,one of ''them'', Crowley,King of The Crossroads,possibly Hell. Who are you Duckie?'' Crowley asked flashing her a smirk wondering if she wanted to make a deal or not. He watched her curiously as she groaned looking at her knee which blood was flowing out of carelessly, he rolled his eyes touching her skin and sealed the wound up. She all but jumped twenty feet in the air.
''I-I'm Angel''She said quietly,startled by the barking laugh he got from the accented man.
''A-angel? Ironic,darling, why are you here.''? He asked,smirking widely at her response as she walked towards the strange house, glancing at her healed knee. Crowley followed her, or more raced her already at the door waiting with an absent glance. Her startled eyes trailed to the door that opened to Dean Winchester,a beer bottle in his hand and his eyes seemed to sink though he still looked handsome to Angel.
His eyes glared at Crowley who rolled his eyes and then Dean's eyes trailed over Angel's curvy yet toned figure hungrily. ''Are you uh Bobby?'' She asked sweetly,though she seemed to flinch away from Deans gaze causing both the men to be confused. Dean's mind flickered to Crowley wondering why in the hell he brought her here,Crowley shrugged.
''No Bobby's out of town... who are you?'' Dean asked flirtatiously skimming along her body again her cheeks flushed pink and she seemed to flinch again at his gaze, she opened her mouth but Crowley shook his head.
''Drinks now,talking later. By the way where's the Moose?'' Crowley asked straightening his tie up and shoving Dean past rolling his eyes at the pathetic excuse of a house, what he would do to get his mansion back. Sam was sprawled out along the couch sleeping soundly, Crowley smirked as he picked up a half empty bottle and poured the beer onto Sam carelessly watching as Sam jumped up.
''WHAT THE HELL?'' Sam shouted down at the shorter man who shrugged, their heads both snapped to the soft giggling coming from behind Dean as he side stepped and gave view of Angel stifling her laughter at Sam's glare,biting her tongue. Crowley smirked in response, making his way to the kitchen searching for a drink he could scorch down, Dean threw up his arms.
''Make yourself at home!'' He yelled to the kitchen sarcastically, turning around to face Crowley who looked at him in disgust.
''Nah, don't you Winchester's have any taste in anything?'' Crowley asked rolling his eyes, before Dean could respond Sam cleared his throat glancing at Angel who stood away from the conflict. Crowley side stepped away from Dean,pulling out a flask and gulping the Craig in it quickly.
''Castiel sent me here, Demons were after me...I think he wants to help me'' Angel spoke up loudly, earning a sharp glance from Crowley about the demons,Dean and Sam glanced at eachother wondering why she was important to them.
''Uh, do you have any idea why they would come after you?'' Sam asked crossing his arms over his chest, Angel reminded him of Jess in a way. She shrugged,trailing her eyes to the ceiling her eyes begun to water but then she closed them.
''I-i sometimes share Castiels thoughts in my mind, ever since i was little. Apparently Demons have been after me all my life'' She said rolling her eyes,taking off her mini leather jacket and putting it on the couch, she wore a blue blouse and black skinny jeans and dark small boots with bows at the back. The three of them saw the long scar along her wrist and up a little, looking horribly deep. Sam looked away.
''Well, i haven't heard of you. Those bastards downstairs keeping secrets from me tut-tut. We could make a deal you know Duckie...'' Crowley trailed off, sitting down on the edge of one of the couches staring at her, wondering what on earth she would sell her soul for.
''NO!'' Sam and Dean shouted simultaneously, he put his hands up in mock surrender looking at Angel with a smirk.
''Can't blame a Demon for trying.'' He said with a wink, taking another swig of his Craig looking saddened by the now empty flask. Angel visibly shivered and Crowley clicked his fingers in the air, starting the small fire her eyes widened.
''Deal for what?'' She asked, staring at the strange man puzzled, all her mind could trail to was drugs. He gave her an amused smirk and shrugged.
''Anything your little heart desires,money, fame, sex? Anything at all for 10 years while i own your soul until the contract is up darling, then..well, at least you'll have the memories.'' Crowley said with his best selling voice, drawing her in with his accent. Seeing the longing in her eyes made him pleased with himself, Sam and Dean gave harsh fits of laughter.
''Yeah and then he takes you right down to hell, charming isn't it'' Dean said sarcastically, grabbing a bottle and drinking it down. Dean saw Angel's lips pursing, worried he glanced down at the bottle offering her some.
''No thanks, i like scotch, well, Craig, weird huh? When i went to Scotland i couldn't stop drinking the stuff. At least, i think it was called Craig...'' Angel babbled on, remembering when she had almost felt normal back then. Her preference however got Crowley all the more interested, smirking widely at her.
''Finally someone who understands what high class taste is! Learn from her boys!'' Crowley exclaimed while glancing at the girl, wondering what a challenge it would be to get her to sell her soul with the brothers around.
''Oh for Christ sakes! Why are we pretending like nothings wrong here'' ? Dean asked loudly, rubbing his temple harshly, just as the sound of wings fluttering entered the room and Castiel was suddenly standing beside Angel.
''Blasphemy,Dean. '' He said with his low voice, causing Angel to scream loudly as her heart sped up. As well as everyone elses that had one.
''Damn it Cas!'' Dean shouted angrily back at him, Castiel's brow furrowed at the blasphemy again but decided not to comment. A long silence drove out as no one knew what quite to say, Crowley gave a glare at Castiel who returned it. A yawn from Angel stopped the silence, and Castiel gave her a fond look almost smiling. Everyone noticed it but didn't say a thing. Sam feeling out of place glanced at the girl.
''Hey uh, there's a bed upstairs you can use if your'e tired'' Sam said walking up the stairs awkwardly.
''Hold up Sammy i don't know if that's a good idea, will Bobby-'' He was cut off by Sams glare.
''Oh do shut up Winchester,well i'm off leave you all to conflict, oh and Angel I'll be sure to bring that Craig next time i come here'' He said with a wink as he disapeared, leaving Angel wide eyed.
She soon followed Sam upstairs and he showed her the bed,awkwardly stepping out of the room with a nod as she shut the door, her eyelids fluttered close as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Her dreams were plagued with nightmares once again.
Flashes of the Demons faces that killed her family set in,with their mouths in disgusting smirks just like Crowley's. fire,all she could see was fir surrounding their faces flickering in their eyes. The nightmare calmed to a setting with her old boyfriend, she was in the kitchen and she'd dropped a plate accidently and he'd turned his fists on her, punching and shoving until she was blue and black and almost dead.
As the sun came up she begun screaming while she was asleep, tossing and turning in the small bed. It was so loud that Dean,Sam and Crowley heard it who were the only ones in the house now,since Castiel had left and Crowley showed up.
Crowley told them he would handle it and went upstairs to examine her. Beads of sweat formed at her forehead as she tossed and turned and screamed.
He grabbed the bottle of Craig he'd brought and dipped a little into her mouth, as she woke up spluttering he gave her a smirk.
''Thought you said you liked Craig'' He commented sitting down in the armchair near her bed carelessly, she gave him an incredious look. He shrugged his shoulders.
''What?'' He asked, taking his own gulp of the drink with a satisfied grin.
''All that screaming'' He continued ''were you dreaming about us Duckie''? Crolwey asked with a big smirk, watching her cheeks grow red in embarassment,though he had been the last thing on her mind. She shook her head and stood up, feeling her headache and groaned.
She snatched the drink from his hands before it made contact with his lips yet again and gulped more than half of it down.
''HEY!'' He yelled pouting, taking the drink back and straightening his other expensive black suit. Her eyes trailed to the mirror as she saw her tired sleep deprived looking face she groaned.
''Oh Hell'' She muttered, giving Crowley a glance making sure he wasn't going to suddenly kill her or something she made her way to the door smelling pancakes.
''No darling,just me''.
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