Summary: AU. Bobby, Ellen, Jo and Leah have always tried to be a happy, close family, but when Leah gets involved with a man much older than her, the happiness and closeness begins to fade. Please R&R!

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

A/N: Again, my apologies for the lack in updates and the lack of muse. I need food for it, I think. I'm so tired when I come home from work I just have no energy to sit and write, which I don't particularly like. I'm going to have to start making it a priority to get a chapter done at least once every two days if not once every day. I'm planning a Cas/OC manga with no story to accompany it on here, so when I eventually get around to attempting (and probably failing at it) I'll make an announcement in one of my stories. Anyways, you can follow me on Twitter under RosesandThorns6 for art and story updates.

Thanks for the support with this story so far and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

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Age Is Just A Number

Chapter Two

Two Months Later

Crowley and Leah saw more of each other after their first meeting day, it seemed. Anna and Leah's studying always featured a visit from Crowley, and the more time she spent with him, the more Leah felt that ache in her chest when he left.

She couldn't understand it. Every time he was near her she wanted to be closer to him, and she wanted to be with him all the time. She thought of him all the time when they were apart and she knew it was wrong. His voice sent shivers down her spine, his cheeky smirk made her weak at the knees and if part of him ever brushed against her, she wanted to just collapse there and then. She'd noticed he'd stare at her, and she knew that their eye contact lasted for longer than necessary, and he'd started being a bit flirty with her. She also returned the flirting once or twice which unnerved both of them.

Crowley knew the feelings he was having. He knew he shouldn't have been feeling the way he was about Leah but he couldn't help himself. The girl was more mature, and so much lovelier than any other woman that Crowley had met in his life. Maybe it was her youth that made her seem like a nicer person, although he actually could disprove that. When he'd been at school he'd dated his fair share of bitches. Maybe it was just the way she'd been raised. Anna often mentioned how Leah's mother Ellen was strict and sharp about good manners and being kind and helpful to others. The thought of that made Crowley smile.

Leah had just passed an assignment with a fantastic grade of an A like Anna had, and after a quick celebration at the coffee shop, she knew she had to head home. She set off through the park, walking briskly so that she could get home to her parents. She smiled as she saw a familiar figure approaching her, feeling her heart thunder in her chest as it always did when she saw him.

"What's this I've been hearing about someone getting an A on that history essay?" He asked, earning a grin from the young girl who blushed and shuffled on her feet as he stopped before her.

"Hey, Crowley..." She whispered shyly, not meeting the man's gaze.

If she looked at him, she knew she'd give herself away. She'd give her feelings, her thoughts, her dreams away all with one glance. So her gaze stayed plastered to the floor.

"Listen, I was hoping to catch you at Anna's." He said quietly, trying to catch her gaze for just a second.

He wondered why she wouldn't look at him. As far as he knew he'd done nothing wrong to her, and he hadn't upset her. He hadn't made her uncomfortable as far as he was aware. Trying to ignore his thoughts, he reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out an envelope which surprised Leah slightly.

"Here..." He said in a gentle tone, "I got you something. You did so well in that assignment, I saw something I know you'll love."

She looked at the envelope and took it from him, opening it to reveal a silver necklace with a small pendant that spiralled downwards two times. A sapphire rested in the middle and it glimmered in the sunshine, and as Leah studied it she beamed, thanking the man profusely before hurling herself into his arms. Suddenly, she pressed a kiss to his lips, which shocked both of them and the realisation of what had just happened hit Leah like she'd run into a brick wall. She pulled back and flushed an even deeper shade of red, but he grabbed her hand before she could turn away and he pulled her back to him.

"What was that?" He asked, gripping her tighter when she went to run, "Leah...? Leah, stop struggling..."

"Crowley, I'm so sorry!" She cried, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

Tears began to stream down Leah's face and Crowley frowned, hurrying to calm the young girl. She was so upset and panicked, and it made his chest tighten just at the thought of her being so upset.

"Shhh..." He soothed, "It's alright, Leah."

"It isn't!" She sobbed as she tried to pull away.

"It's fine." He said calmly, "It's okay, I promise."

She stood for a moment, ceasing all movement completely as he slid his hand into hers. She looked up at him, watching the uncertain look on his face and wondering what was happening. Crowley realised that he actually didn't care that he was showing her his feelings. He realised that all the blushing she did when she was around him happened because she had the same feelings for him as he had her.

"Crowley?" She asked, eyes tearful and unsure, "What...?"

"Shhh." He interrupted, "Come with me."

Leah didn't know whether to be frightened, or confused, or whether to run away from him or follow him. But her gut instinct told her that things would be okay, yet she decided to ask him his reasons for this.

"Why?" She breathed as he pulled her to the cover of a weeping willow, "Crowley?"

"Why did you kiss me?" He asked, "I'm not angry...I just want to know why. Tell me the truth...Please?"

He looked worried himself, which made Leah feel even more uncomfortable. She sighed and looked to the floor, sniffling and wiping her eyes quickly out of embarrassment.

"I..." She stalled for a moment and took a deep breath, "I think I like you...Like in a romantic way. I don't know if it's just a crush or something else. I've had crushes and it feels different."

"Like real feelings." Crowley said, earning another deep sigh and a nod from the upset teenager, "And there's nothing wrong with that. It's okay."

"It isn't! You don't like me in that way. Even if you did, nothing could happen. My parents would freak...Anna would freak...Balthazar would probably freak too because, no offence, but you're a lot older than me." The girl said sadly, "So...I guess I'm stuck this way."

"You don't have to be." Crowley whispered, "Age is just a number, darling."

Leah was genuinely shocked and she took a moment to process the words.

"You mean, like, it doesn't matter how old the guy is you have a crush on?"

"I mean, a couple should be entitled to a relationship no matter how old they are, within reason." Crowley replied, "That never, ever makes sense when I say it out loud because it contradicts itself...Anyway, I digress. What I'm trying to say is, the fact that I'm older than you shouldn't stop us being a couple...if that's what you want..."

"You want that too?" Leah asked with a grimace, "No way..."

"Do I have to prove it to you?" Crowley almost yelled, clearly getting frustrated, "I'm not someone who's sick in the head and I'm not a danger to you, I swear. I'm not the only one who's been flirting, am I?"

"I..." Leah began, only to be cut off when Crowley drew her closer, and cupped her cheek gently.

"If you get uncomfortable, just tell me to stop." He told her, watching her nod in response as he leaned forward slightly, capturing her lips in his own.

The kiss was soft and tender, gentle and cautious, and it lasted for a mere few seconds. Leah seemed to relax as soon as their lips touched which Crowley saw as a good sign. At that moment, Crowley realised she was still holding the necklace.

"You aren't the only one with feelings, Leah." He whispered as he broke the kiss, before he took the necklace from her and placed it back in the palm of her hand, closing her fingers around it, "That's another reason why I bought you this."

"I'll keep it safe..." She told him, "Promise."

Crowley smiled, even more so when she began to lean towards him for yet another kiss. Their lips met again, this time in a deeper and more passionate kiss. Crowley's fingers became tangled in Leah's hair, and he turned her to press her against the bark of the weeping willow. Here they could be safe. Out of sight, out of mind. Leah pressed her hips against his, moaning softly at the feel of his tongue as it slid inside her mouth. She gripped him tightly, shivering as he bit down on her lower lip. Both of them, despite their happiness for the moment, had one nagging thought in their head.

What the hell are we getting ourselves into?

-TBC-

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