Summary: Ezra meets Crowley during a fight against demons and discovers he's fighting against Heaven and Hell too. The two regenades fight for survival and for each other, soon realising that they're falling in love. Please R&R!

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

A/N: Hi! So this is an OC!Angel/Crowley fic, and I hope you enjoy! It should be action-packed and of course with its fair share of romance!

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Fighting for Us

-One-

The call came in loud and clear, and Ezra knew She had to act as quickly as she could. She wasn't a normal angel, she knew that, but her brothers and sisters were dying against the demons that had swarmed in a small town in Massachussettes and she had to help. Alongside the demons was the (unbeknownst to her) true love of her life, and at first, when Ezra saw the crossroads demon, she saw nothing but a target. Those were her orders, to assist her siblings and exorcise as many demons as she could. Her vessel's long dark hair blew in the winds that drifted across the beach where she stood, blue eyes gazing at the reddening sky and full lips pouted somewhat in thought. She had no option but to answer the call.

She arrived in the town, immediately burning one demon's soul right out of its host's body, the poor human dropping to the floor in response. Then she saw him. He stood strong, suddenly turning and shooting two demons in the head with a gun. The Colt. That was the gun that could kill Lucifer and she knew that this demon was against his own kind. Ezra, of course, didn't know why, but at that point she also knew she was against her own siblings' beliefs. She had doubts...questions concerning the rights and wrongs of their current situation.

"Ezra!" Zachariah scolded, "Kill him!"

She had to make a choice and she chose humanity. For all their faults, humans tried to do what they could to make things right, and their Father intended them to be that way. Their Father's most prized creations were being used as mere methods of communication for them and the demons, and in her eyes, that was an injustice to their Father and to them.

It was wrong, and although she wore a human herself, she knew that the girl had given her consent and her blessing before she took over her body. She went to strike the demon down but then turned on her superior, sending him flying into the wall behind him while the other angels disappeared, the demons now all being exorcised...except the one who currently stood gaping at her like her body had grown a second head.

"What?" He asked, "You just...you...uh..."

His accent was British, Ezra realised, his hair dark, eyes piercing, and he wore a smart outfit while a now very confused look spread across his handsome face.

"EZRA!" Zachariah boomed, "How dare you?"

"I cannot fight this war anymore, Zachariah!" Ezra cried, "I'm sorry! I feel too strongly for the innocent people we are using as...as uniforms! It's wrong and it's disgusting!"

She had seen Zachariah angry before, especially when the Angel of Thursday, Castiel had rebelled against Heaven. But the expression on his face bore into her soul and she felt true fear for the first time in her existence. He took a step towards her, grabbing her by the throat and lifting her into the air, eyes glowing with a white-blue light before he began to exorcise her angelic soul from her borrowed body.

Ezra felt herself being pulled from her vessel's body, but suddenly, she was safely back inside that familiar body, looking up to see Zachariah back against that wall when two arms gripped her tight and pulled her up. The clicking of fingers sounded and she found she was in a large house, like a mansion with many rooms and gorgeous furniture. She turned to see that demon standing there, her instinct being to spread her wings which caused her to knock a chair over in the process.

"Easy..." The demon said, raising his hands in an attempt to calm her, "Easy, Ezra...I'm not going to hurt you, alright...?"

Ezra couldn't possibly trust a demon, whether he was fighting against Heaven and Hell like her or not.

"I promise..." He said, "I swear..."

She folded her wings back in cautiously, the demon taking a step back as though trying to reassure her.

"You were fighting against the angels..." He breathed, "Why?"

"Because I do not agree that humans should be punished for my older brothers' pathetic arguments." She replied, "I don't believe that you are fighting for humanity...however I do wish to know why you turned on your own kind."

"Lucifer won't think twice before killing us once all humanity is wiped out." He told her, "This is merely survival. I want the Devil dead."

"You're a demon...a crossroads demon..." Ezra said, "I can sense it..."

"My name's Crowley." He replied, "And I know yours is Ezra...but what the hell are you the angel of?"

"I give guidance for humans to express themselves..." She told him, "I...I feel some emotions and I sometimes struggle to keep them hidden as I should. Angels shouldn't feel. I have always been an outcast amongst my family, I know that."

"Not as much as Castiel, I imagine." Crowley replied, her expression falling solemn at the comment.

"No. Not as much as Castiel."

Ezra missed her beloved brother, the one who had taken the risk whilst the rest of them had quaked in their boots at the thought of rebellion. He made them all look shamefully weak against their superiors, all of them working to get this underway and to try and take over Heaven. They were all stupid enough to believe that they were doing good, not evil. They were evil. Angels are not supposed to be evil.

She had no idea she was crying until Crowley sighed and she looked up, feeling the droplets falling down her face which she quickly wiped away out of shame.

"Listen...most of Heaven and Hell will know what we're up to by now...and until the Winchester brothers drop in as I've planned...we'd better lie low." He told her, moving towards her and taking her wrist, "Come on."

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"I'm getting you settled into a bedroom." He replied, "You might need a space to think or pray...or whatever you angels do."

"Crowley..." She whispered, the demon looking down at her, "I'm...I'm afraid."

"I know." He replied, "If I'm honest...I'm scared too..."

Ezra smiled weakly, the demon smiling back before he let her wrist go and took her hand instead. This was it. They had to fight for survival together. Ezra had to trust that he would help her and not betray her, and she found her borrowed heart beat faster as he slid his hand into hers.

She had no idea what would lie in store for them in the coming months. However, she was incredibly thankful that she met Crowley because he changed her life forever.

-TBC-

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