Summary: Spoiler for 8x 23 Sacrifice. Crowley and Sam meet again this time to finish what they've started. Crowley's POV. One-shot.
A/N: Assumes that Crowley stays in his partially cured state.
Warnings: Character death.
"Hello Crowley." a voice said from behind him. Crowley turned around and saw him.
"Hello Moose." he said back but without the insulting tone that usually went with the statement. He looked at him, he looked thinner and paler then he had the last time he had seen him. He also seemed shaky on his feet like he was about to fall any second.
"It's time." Crowley nodded, he had both wanted this and not wanted this for a long time. Being in this in-between state was tearing him apart. He wanted to be fully demon or fully human not this hybrid of conflicting emotion.
"Does Dean know?" he asked. Sam shook his head.
"No." he said "He would never allow this to happen if he knew...but I can't keep letting people die because of of demons." Crowley nodded he understood, he made his way over to Sam who was starting to get tears in his eyes.
Crowley paused, if Sam did this he was going to die, part of him didn't want him to die, the other more demony part had mixed feelings. On one hand Sam had been a pain in his ass for many years, on the other he and his brother had always made things interesting, and occasionally they were beneficial to him, but mostly they were a pain in the ass. The human part of him was going to mourn him though, Sam had been keeping in contact with him for the last few months when no one else had and no one else had understood what he was going through. He wasn't demon enough for the demons and he wasn't human enough for the humans.
"Crowley we have to do this, if we don't... more people are going to die." Sam said sounding like he was trying to convince himself more then he was trying to convince Crowley.
"You'll die Sam." Crowley said using his real name felt foreign on his lips. Sam nodded this time tears starting falling down his cheeks.
"I know but my Dad always said finish what you start and as much as I love Dean and as much as I know he loves me, this is the right thing to do. Too many people over the years have died because of me" he let out a sob"...and I can't let anymore die. I... I just wish that Dean would understand." he said tearing still making their way down his face some tear tracks combining with others. He sobbed again "But he won't, this is going to kill him." Crowley nodded he knew that Dean wasn't likely to take Sams' death very well. "I swore though that he wasn't going going to watch me die...not again." Sam said said strongly with a shake of his head, which was in contrast to the rest of his body which was shaking.
"I...I need you to do something for me." Sam asked trying to get his voice under control and failing miserably. Crowley nodded.
"I need you to give this to Dean." he said holding up a letter in his hand. Crowley nodded and Sam handed it over.
"I also need you to watch out for him." Crowley shook his head.
"Sam you know he'll never trust me." Crowley said. Sam nodded.
"I know but...please." Crowley nodded after a long moment. Sam nodded again.
"Are you ready?"he asked him. Crowley nodded, although the demon part still inside of him started kicking up a fuss and Crowley entire energy was focused on keeping the demony part under control. He saw the glowing of Sam's skin and his opened palm and the fact that he was saying the words again, and really had to focus on not letting the smaller demon part of him win. Sam stopped speaking and Crowley knew it was time, it was time to become human again, to lose his demon side. He focused on staying still and Sam shakily and slowly made his way over to him. It was just like last time only he wasn't tied down and there was no Dean who came through at the last moment. He stayed still as Sam put his blood into his mouth and a bright white light filled the room.
He was human again, 100% human again, he hadn't thought about how much more the guilt would weigh on him since it had already been weighing pretty heavily on him. He was able to cut off those thoughts as Sam stumbled and fell forwards. Crowley caught him before he landed on his face and he looked at him. Sam was no longer glowing, he was barely able to keep his eyes open.
"Dean." he said his hand moving around trying to find Dean. Crowley looked up at the door, wondering if Dean had come in during the event without him noticing but no it was just him and Sam. Sam must be wishing he was there, Crowley nodded, and took his hand but didn't say anything. Maybe in his state he would think it was Dean, and maybe that would give him comfort.
"Dean." he said again this time softer and his hand started to get limper and limper, Crowley just strengthened his grip. "Dean." he said again this time barely audible and Crowley was the only thing keeping their hands together. Sam stopped breathing, and Crowley found himself crying, crying for all the bad things he'd done. Especially all the bad things in his life that he had done to Sam and to all the people that Sam cared about. Sam had given so much of his life for other people and now he had paid the ultimate sacrifice.
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