It was New Year's Eve, and Crowley decided he didn't want to be in the house all day. So he woke up Emery, gave her a bath, and dressed her in warm clothes because the news said it was going to be chilly out. He packed her diaper bag and got out her stroller. He changed into a pair of jeans, and a black t-shirt with a black sweater and sneakers.

"Daddy go?" Emery asked him as he walked into the livingroom.

He shook his head. "You're going too. We're going to a park."

Her face lit up. She clapped her hands gleefully with a squeal.

He chuckled. "I will be right back. I'm going to put the stroller and diaper bag in the car." he said as he grabbed the diaper bag and put it on his shoulder and grabbed the stroller before heading out the car and put them in the back seat with the carseat. He walked back into the house and picked up Emery, who was sitting on the couch. He walked out of the house, locked the door, and walked to the car and put Emery in her carseat. He got into the front seat and started the car.

The drive to the park was only 10 minutes.

He parked his car and got the stroller and diaper bag out, putting the diaper bag on his shoulder, and opening up the stroller. He got Emery out of the carseat, and strapped her into the stroller. She immediately started fussing. Pulling at the strap on the stroller and squirming in the stroller. "Hey, what's wrong, darling?" Emery started crying at that question. "Alright, alright. Calm down. I'll put it away." he unbuckled her from the stroller, picked her up, and quickly put it into the car and shut the door. "I guess no more of those for you from now on." he said before looking at her. Her face was tear streaked, and she was still crying. "Shh... I know. Come on, let's go sit on one of those benches." he walked up to a bench and set down the diaper bag down, and sat down with Emery on his lap.

There were a few people in the park, considering it was New Year's Eve, but it was quiet. Crowley didn't mind quiet.

They were still at the park at noon. Emery had fallen asleep, and Crowley was just sitting there, thinking.

"My goodness. She's so adorable." a woman's voice broke his train of thought. He looked up and saw a woman in her early thirties, who had dark brown hair and green eyes, smiling at Emery. "What's her name?" she asked as she sat down on the bench.

"Emery." at her name being said, she stirred a little, and opened her eyes.

The woman smiled. "She's got her daddy's eyes."

Crowley's eyes widened. He wanted to say that she wasn't his, but that might seem a bit weird, so he went along with it. "Yeah, but her mother's hair." he grabbed the bottle of milk from the diaper bag and handed it to Emery, she immediately took the bottle and started drinking the milk.

"Speaking of her mother, where is she?" the woman asked curiously, looking around the park.

You just had to ask. Ugh. Crowley put an act on, seeming sad, and pointed to the clouds indicating Heaven.

The woman looked sympathetic. "Oh, I'm sorry I asked. Must be hard. When did she die?"

Think of something believable. "When Emery was a few months old. She had gotten sick, really sick, and the doctor's didn't catch it in time and she just died." Yeah, what a great lie. I'm sure she'll believe that.

"Oh, wow. I'm sure you don't want to go into details. I know how you feel. My husband died a year ago. It's hard taking care of a four year old son all by myself. He's being baby sat right now, and I get a little free time for about an hour. Feels great to be free!" the woman laughed. Crowley chuckled.

Emery handed him a half empty bottle and he put the bottle back in the bag.

"Well, we have to go. She's due for a nap. Happy New Year's." he said as he picked up the diaper bag and got up off the bench. The woman waved with a smile.

On the way home, Emery had fallen asleep. So once they got home, he took her out of her carseat, unlocked the front door, and walked to her room and put her in her crib. He then retrieved the diaper bag and threw away the stroller.

*SPN*

It was 11:55, five minutes before midnight, and Emery had fallen asleep near ten o'clock, not being able to stay up any longer.

He can't believe he has spent Christmas and soon enough, New Year's, with a baby. Reality at that time finally sunk in. He's taking full responsibility of a baby. He's decided at that time that he will make her life better, much better than her parents intended to do.

He looked at the clock. 12:01.

He looked down at Emery, who was sleeping on his chest. "Happy New Year's, little one." he said before kissing the top of her head.

A/N: o.o Lol. One more chapter after this. :D Hope you enjoyed this chapter. :)