Summary: Bobby can't understand what the world's coming to, when his daughter walks in with a large baby bump on her stomach. If he thinks that's a shock, he'd better prepare himself for finding out who the hell the father is. Please R&R!
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Family Matters
-Two-
Everybody's jaws hit the floor, Debbie just sliding her hand into Crowley's, trying to get the reassurance she needed. Bobby looked at the demon with such hate it frightened her and he moved forward, Debbie stepping forward in between them.
"Dad." She warned.
"What did he do to you?" Bobby asked, "Did he make a deal? Poison your food? Force you?"
"Dad...calm down." Debbie said softly, "He didn't do anything, okay? He loves me...and I love him."
Bobby huffed out a laugh, reaching around Debbie and grabbing Crowley, pulling him forward so the pair were almost nose to nose.
"What did you do, Crowley?"
"Dad, stop it!" Debbie yelled, "Stop!"
"Debbie, he's a demon! He doesn't know the meaning of the word 'love'." Bobby said, releasing Crowley who rolled his eyes and taking his daughter's hand, "Sweetheart, you're confused, okay?"
Debbie looked at her father like he'd grown a second head. If she was so confused, why did she know that she loved Crowley so much? She shook her head, cupping her dad's face to make him look at her, anything to make him understand. Great. Now she had tears in her eyes.
"I'm not confused, Dad..." Debbie told him, "Look, Crowley got me pregnant three months before I left for my roadtrip, and he constantly asked me if I was sure I wanted a demon's baby, and at first I thought that he didn't want it, but good God, he proved to me that he loves me and this child more than anything, Dad, I promise!"
"Debbie..."
"No, Dad!" Debbie yelled, "He's even set up a new house for the two of us not too far away so you can come and see the baby...we can't move in for a four months but he's tried his best and he doesn't let a day go by without letting me know how much he loves me."
The young woman sighed, putting a hand on her bump and settling against Crowley's side.
"And I love him too."
"Bobby...I wouldn't hurt Debbie or our baby," Crowley said, "I promise I love her. Your daughter is the sweetest, most loving, caring and considerate person I've met in my life and we're having a child together. I've not left her since I found out she was having a baby and I've looked after her and the child, okay?"
The cocky, suave side of Crowley had disappeared and a more caring, serious side had taken it's place, Bobby realising suddenly that indeed his child was carrying Crowley's baby and that they loved each other. He had no idea what to do with himself, but he glared at the demon, asking something he needed to know.
"What the hell did she see in you in the first place?" He asked with a low tone, "How come you ended up...together?"
"Let's just say that Debbie didn't have the comfort and support she needed whilst fighting the Devil," The demon began, "The comfort and support that should've been provided by her father who was so wrapped up in the loss of the use of his legs he didn't even notice her."
That's when Bobby went for the demon, Castiel just able to pull Debbie out of the way before Bobby got a hold of him, the two shouting insults at each other. That's when he felt the young woman trembling and saw tears falling down her face.
"Stop!" He yelled, the demon and hunter turning to look at him, "Just stop and look at Debbie."
And the pair did. She was terrified and upset, staring at the two most important people in her life with such hurt in her eyes it pained them both to see it.
"She's pregnant." Castiel said, "She is carrying a baby, and that baby just happens to be Crowley's baby. There's nothing that can change that, but this level of upset and stress isn't good for either the child or her."
Bobby and Crowley looked away from each other and let one another go, Crowley going to take Debbie's hand and shocked as she moved away from him.
"So stop and grow up."
With that, Castiel led a distressed Debbie out of the room and into the study, Crowley and Bobby sharing hateful looks as he did.
So much for a welcome home.
Crowley headed up to Debbie's bedroom that night, hearing the poor girl in tears and whispering to someone.
"Daddy does love you...and Grandpa Bobby loves you too, it's just they don't like each other sometimes, that's all..." She was whispering, Crowley realising she was talking to the baby, "We all love you so much, and you're so lucky to have a family like ours...I just hope your Daddy and Grandpa Bobby can stop shouting at each other until we move out..."
The demon actually felt guilty for putting her through this. In all honesty, they hadn't planned a baby...it'd just happened, but he couldn't wait to be a father and he knew Debbie had always wanted children of her own. He knocked on the door softly, entering the room to see her in tears, rubbing the bump gently.
"Debbie..." He began, sitting beside her on the bed and taking her hand, "Debs, look at me."
Crowley had always called her Debs, and it made her smile. It was a special name only he ever called her, and the demon was happy that he'd put a smile on her face, however small and weak it was. She looked up at her demon who wiped her tears away before looking to his lap.
"I can't help it if your father is ignorant to our feelings, but I promise that I'm not going to abandon you, okay?" He began, "And I do love you and our baby."
Debbie nodded and rested her head on his shoulder.
"I thought he'd be pleased to have a new baby coming into the family." She said weakly, shaking her head and biting her lip as a soft sob escaped her lips, "I thought they'd be happy for me...but...Dean and Sam...they looked at me like I'd killed someone and it...it hurt..."
"I know." Crowley replied, "I know, sweetheart, but it's the shock, that's all...and the surprise of who the father is..."
Debbie looked up at her demon and kissed his lips gently.
"Welcome home, Debbie." She whispered, she and Crowley chuckling at the remark, "Families...all of 'em so complicated."
"Especially this one." Crowley said with a soft laugh, "Four hunters, two angels and a demon...and out of the four hunters, there are two brothers and a father and daughter from different families..."
"Yeah...we're one complicated family..." Debbie whispered, biting her lip and letting more tears fall from her beautiful brown eyes, "But God, I love all of you so much..."
"I know you do." Crowley replied, pressing a kiss to her temple, "I know you do, darling. You'd better get some sleep."
"Yeah." Debbie replied, climbing into bed and getting as comfortable as possible before Crowley leaned down and kissed her lips, "Night, baby."
"Goodnight, sweetheart."
With that, Crowley left the room and closed the door, heading down the stairs to find Bobby, Sam, Dean, Gabriel and Castiel all in the living room, sat quietly which freaked him out a little.
"I'll be back in the morning." He said, all of them looking up at him, "If she needs me in the night or anything happens just call me. I'll be listening out for you."
They all nodded, the demon turning to leave before he heard Dean call him.
"What?" He asked, turning to look at the older Winchester.
"You really love her?"
"Yes." Crowley replied, "If I didn't I wouldn't be with her now, would I? Oh, and I'll be bringing the baby's crib and other things back from the new house tomorrow...so you'd better find some room for them."
Bobby glared at Crowley before the demon turned and left.
"Bobby..." Sam said, the hunter turning to look at him, "Can't...can't you just be happy that Debbie's happy with someone?"
"It's the fact that it's him that bothers me." Bobby huffed, "I had to sell my soul to him for Christ's sake."
"Yes, but you still have it and Crowley's taken his stamp off of it," Sam said, "He clearly cares about Debbie and he looks after her..."
Bobby just huffed again and stood up, heading for his drink cabinet and pulling out a bottle of whiskey.
"I got a lot of thinking to do." He breathed, sitting back down and pouring a glass.
"We'll give you some time..." Castiel said softly, the others leaving Bobby to think as they headed to the study where Sam and Dean were sleeping for the night.
Bobby didn't know what to do. Crowley made Debbie happy...and Debbie made Crowley happy...and there was a baby on the way too. He wondered what Karen would do in this situation. She'd probably put aside her differences with Crowley and make peace for Debbie's sake and the baby's. Debbie would only do the same if Bobby brought Meg or someone home...although Bobby wouldn't but still. The principal was the same. That's where Karen and Debbie were so alike, but if his wife and child would be able to do it, why couldn't he?
-TBC-
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