Chapter 3 Home Alone
"I get to meet who?" Ophelia leaps to her feet in excitement.
It had been a few weeks since Crowley decided to 'allow' Ophelia to help him with his mission against the devil, and he had just about enough of her.
"You- are not going to meet anyone!" he growled. "I am going to go speak to the Winchesters, and you are going to stay here and keep out of trouble!" Crowley spells out his expectations to the girl who pouts in disappointment.
"You're just no fun"
"I don't have to be" the man retorts pulling on his coat and moving to the door. "…and unless you want me to take it you better keep your tongue in your mouth"
Over the weeks he had gotten better at dealing with the girl and silently applauded himself for doing so, he realized that by paying attention to her usually cut off her exasperating outbursts.
"Remember what I said…" Crowley repeats… he found if he told her something more than once, and made her repeat it, she couldn't use the 'I didn't hear it' excuse.
"Yeah yeah… stay put, and keep out of trouble… I heard…" Ophelia rolls her eyes.
Ophelia moves closer to the man.
"Are you going to bring them back here?" she asks.
"Maybe… if I do, stay out of the way… it might be best if they don't see you at all at first…" Crowley decides out loud.
Ophelia's pout grows.
She concedes with a sigh, "Fine, just promise you'll be safe"
Crowley answers with his usual response to this request, "I have no intention of dying anytime soon, love" he clips her cheek softly and, point made, vanished.
Ophelia sighed and took a seat on the dusty couch.
"Not fun" she huffs.
Later, as Crowley arrives back home, Dean and Sam in tow, the girl makes herself less then visible.
They talk and come up with a plan to capture an important demon.
Ophelia spends the time looking for an opportunity to speak to the man alone.
Seemingly sensing this, Crowley walks into another room and closes the door, nearly on Ophelia.
"You knew I was there didn't you?" She accuses.
"Of course not" Crowley responds, his smirk betraying his words. "so…?" he waits for her argument.
"Can I come?" Ophelia settles on a calm and straightforward question. "I'd be more than happy to help"
"I thought about it… really I did" he starts, "but you'd be better off here, looking after that moose"
"Moose?" the girl questions.
"The tall one…"
Ophelia snorts, "Honey when you're five foot two, everyone's tall…"
Crowley glares, he was trying to protect her and she was being… difficult.
"…Sam" he hisses.
He didn't lie, it was the best option, it would keep her out of his way, and away from harm.
She might have annoyed him, but that didn't mean he wanted her to die… and that's all he would admit to, nothing more…
"Yeah yeah… the tall one… fine… can I be visible?" Ophelia asks.
It was a question but Crowley had a feeling if he said no, she's ignore him in the end anyway, and show herself, probably the minute after he leaves.
He sighs, "Come with me…"
Ophelia squeals in delight and, with a hand on her back, Crowley leads her into the room with the brothers.
The demon coughs, gathering the boy's attentions.
"What the hell is this?" Dean jumps upon seeing the female; he assumed it was a betrayal, or perhaps some sick virgin sacrifice thing… either way he wasn't just going to lie down and let it happen.
Sam grabs a knife.
Ignoring them Crowley continues, "This is Ophelia… she works for me"
Ophelia hides her disappointment at being introduced as 'works for him' she had been excited to see what he would say, but this was kind of a letdown.
"And besides being rather trying…" he pauses to look pointedly at the girl, who matches his gaze, "… She'll do as I say… and is here to help" the first part sounded more like a command than a statement.
Ophelia decides to play along; she'll hold her objections to later knowing no good will come from contradicting the man now.
"Hiya" She smiles waving bubbly, at Sam, mostly, knowing it would be him she would be spending time with. "Looks like I'm gonna be keeping you company for the time being"
Her eyes travel to his hand, the one holding a knife.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't stab me" she takes a mock hurt expression. "that knife looks like it would hurt…"
Sam doesn't answer and appears to be looking for an opportunity to attack.
"Everyone set?" Crowley begins, "Alright, Sam, try not to kill my pet and we'll be back soon"
So Sam was left with Ophelia who seemed to have a smile and dark idea creeping across her face.
"What? What's wrong with you?" Sam took a step back.
"Oh nothing…" Ophelia practically sings, then bursts into a fit of giggles.
In reality she was truly, very nervous. Not because she was in a room with Sam Winchester… although if ever there was a reason for a demon to fret… but she was, in fact, actually worried about her… 'boss'…
He was on every demon's hit list and Ophelia wasn't prepared to lose him.
Funny as it was, the more time they spent together, the more Ophelia found herself really liking him… She even pulled back on her 'annoying' to, hopefully, cause him less stress.
"So…" the girl falls back on the couch and props her feet up on the half broken coffee table. "…what do you wanna do… you know… besides kill me" she laughs nervously.
Sam sits across from her, stern look fixed on his face.
"What?" Ophelia questions after the man was silent for several minutes.
"Why are you working for Crowley?" he asked finally.
Ophelia giggled, "I'm not really working for him…" she winks.
"YOU'RE SLEEPING WITH HIM!" Sam accuses.
Ophelia's face dropped.
"…no…" she adverts her gaze.
Sam's expression hadn't changed, "but you want to?"
"Wouldn't you…?"
Sam scrunched his face, "no… ick"
Ophelia laughed, "Yeah wrong person… haha sorry…"
Perhaps the 'wouldn't you' would have worked better if she said it to a girl…
"You know he's just using you right? He's a demon…"
Ophelia gasps. "you don't say… a demon…"
She can't contain her giggles.
"yes, he's a demon!"
"Yeah so?" Ophelia blinks.
"Demon's kill humans… without a thought… or care… he'll kill you" Sam presses.
Ophelia laughed again.
"Darling, I'm a demon… and if he hasn't killed me yet…" the girl smiles remembering all the times he threatened to do just that.
"You're a…" Sam stands pulling his knife again.
"Really?" Ophelia rolls her eyes, were they not just having a conversation?
How rude…
"I'm not going to do anything to you…" Ophelia sighs.
"Yeah, and I'm going to listen to a blood thirsty demon!"
All the time Ophelia remains on the couch, relaxed. She knew he wasn't going to attack, and if he did her 'whispers' would save her.
"We're on the same side here" She speaks her words lacking any real clout.
Sam stands his ground.
"hmm…" Ophelia stands, she turns to the human, "do you want something to drink?"
With a bounce in her step she heads to the kitchen, leaving a bewildered and diffused hunter in her wake.
On her way back doors start slamming.
"Guess they're home" Ophelia can't contain a giggle of excitement and a sigh of relief when she spots Crowley.
He had just spoken to Sam, who left in a huff when Ophelia made her move.
She comes up behind him and catches him by his sleeve, gently holding him.
"How'd it go?" she asks, secretly looking for injuries.
Crowley doesn't answer.
Ophelia sighs.
"Did he hurt you?" Crowley questions.
"Who, Sam?" Ophelia smiles, "Nah… it takes more than that to take me out" she giggles… "Are you… okay?"
"I'm fine… just…"
"Yeah?" the girl solicits a response.
The brothers leave the room and Ophelia pulls away.
"Alright… alright…" She sighs and walks away.
She knew no good would come from her getting in the way.
She'd just have to find something to entertain herself…
**End Chapter 3**
~notes~
Two chapters in as many days? What? I don't think I've ever done that… haha… ah well…
So yeah I know- this chapter's a bit toned down… I'm trying to push it forward… and Ophelia can't by psychotic all the time…
And hope you don't mind me working around the scenes, but not putting them in directly… because I don't want to write them… and yeah…
Anyway… a special thanks to Sage Londyn and Rashelle Fear who have been kind enough to offer me reviews ^_^ thanks and keep 'em coming- I like to see the [Fanfiction review alert] e-mail
I hope the writing's not too annoying and the story's easy enough to understand… I'm open to suggestions as well ^_^ and I apologize for stupid mistakes that always seem to sneak past me until I post…
Until next time
~PainfulSuffering~