Chapter 14
Sky was putting together homemade salsa as she hummed along with the radio. Dean and Sam had driven over to the salvage yard to walk around and see what might be saleable as scrap metal. She finished mixing the ingredients and was putting the lid on the bowl when a voice startled her.
"Good day, my dear girl." a male voice addressed her.
"Holy crap!" Sky jumped almost dropping the bowl. "What are you doing here? Dean and Sam aren't here right now."
"I came to invite you to join me for lunch." Crowley told her taking a seat at the bar.
"I can't, Sasha's coming over to..."
"The more the merrier, she can come too. What's better than one lovely lady on my arm, it's two lovely ones?"
"Why would you want to have lunch with me anyway?"
"To get to know you better of course." he cooed at her.
"I'm here!" Sasha called coming in the front door.
"In the kitchen."
"Oh, hello there." Sasha greeted Crowley looking to Sky a little concerned.
"Crowley wants to take us out to lunch." Sky told her studying the King of Hell. "What do you think? Should we trust him?"
"I don't know."
"Please ladies, I have the perfect little place, they serve the most scrumptious desserts you have ever tasted."
"Ok, fine. Let me leave Dean a note." Sky agreed grabbing a pad and pen.
"Who's car are we taking?" Sasha asked
"Car, who needs a car?" Crowley scoffed taking each girl's elbow and disappearing with them.
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"I'll call a guy I know and have him come over to give us an estimate." Dean told Sam as they strolled into the house. "Sky?" he called hearing his voice echo back but no reply from her. "Babe, you here?"
"Maybe they were shopping again?"
"Weren't both their cars out front?" he asked looking out the sliding door to see if they were outside.
"Um...Yep, both are still out there." Sam said heading into the kitchen. "Dean, she left a note." Sam called to him glancing at the pad. "Dean..." Sam said a look of concern creased his face as he held out the pad to Dean.
"What?" he questioned taking the pad from his brother's hand. He scanned the brief note his frown deepening. "Shit." he growled feeling his pockets for his cell. "I'm gonna kill him!"
"Let's not jump to conclusions." Sam suggested. "You know Sky can handle herself and I've taught Sasha a few tricks too."
"He's Crowley Sam." Dean complained as he listened to the phone ring. "Let me speak to Sky...What do you mean...Crowley where are you?...What do you mean, you're in France...Don't you..." Dean hissed before slamming his phone down. "He hung up on me; it seems the cherries jubilee was being served."
"Did I hear you say France? He took them to France?" Sam asked plopping down on a bar stool in bewilderment.
"He's so dead when I get my hands on him!"
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"That was awesome." Sasha sighed as she sat back in her chair. "I don't think I've ever had such delicious desserts."
"The food was excellent." Sky agreed. "Now what's the real reason you wanted to take me to lunch?"
"I just wanted to get to know the fair maiden who captured Squirrel's heart." Crowley replied. "So how did you two meet?"
"I was searching for my brother, Cole, he had been kidnapped and Sam was taken too so our paths crossed in the search. Since it looked like they were taken by the same people, we pooled our resources to find them."
"And the rest is history?" Crowley clapped. "And it didn't scare you off when you found out what he did?"
"You mean hunting? No, I've seen worse, besides I hunt with him. How did you and Dean meet?"
"That's a long, long story suffice to say, we have tried to kill each other over the years and yet we have found ourselves working together to kill some monsters and save the world along the way. The stories I could tell you about him in his wilder days, but that's for another time. I hope you will honor me with your present again."
"I take it you're not trying to kill each other now though 'cause that would be bad on your part." Sky told him boldly. "I'd hate to have to kill you."
"Aren't you a feisty one." he chuckled. "I think Squirrel has met his match with you. So have you found a wedding dress yet?"
"No." she said sadly. "I just can't find one that speaks to me, that's me."
"Good! I have just the place we need to go. Shall we ladies?" he asked getting up and holding out his arms for the girls to loop their arms through his.
"What the hell, couldn't hurt." Sky shrugged getting up followed by Sasha. They were in France after all, it wouldn't hurt to look.
"Great! I love adventures." Sasha added happily. "You're sure the guys are ok with this?"
"Of course! We're BFF's, it's not like I'm kidnapping you or anything." he said as they disappeared from the restaurant and appeared in front of an upscale dress shop. "Shall we ladies." he said ushering Sky and Sasha into the shop.
"Monsieur Crowley, it has been too long." an elderly woman cooed to him as they walked into the shop.
"Anita, my dear. So lovely to see you again." Crowley said taking her hand and kissing it.
"What can I do for you today? Another shirt or suit?"
"Not today, this young lady is getting married and needs a suitable dress. Could you show us what you have?"
"With pleasure, come dear let me get a few measurements." she said pulling Sky toward the back of the room. "Have a seat Monsieur, I will send Layla out with tea and scones."
"Do you have any ideas of what you would like dear?"
"Well, nothing white, it's just not me and nothing frilly, hate that kind of stuff." Sky answered holding up her arms as Anita began to measure.
"I see, alright let me see what I can find." she said bustling off to leave Sky standing in front of a wall of mirrors. Sky looked around taking in the shop and all the different types of clothes for men and women hanging on racks or on mannequins.
"Dear, would you like to come to the dressing room?" Anita motioned to her.
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Sasha and Crowley were sipping on tea and nibbling on scones and teacakes as Sky paraded in and out in all different styles and color of dresses.
"I never thought it would be this hard to find a dress." Sasha commented as Sky disappeared again not liking what she had on.
"My dear, it's your big day and you want to look perfect. So has Moose popped the question yet?"
"We've not talked about it seriously yet, but I think he's thinking about it."
"You know, you two should have a double wedding."
"No, we couldn't do that, this is Sky's days."
"So are you the maid of honor?"
"Yes."
"Why you will need a special dress too. Come now we have to find something for you too." Crowley told her pulling her to her feet and over to a display of dresses. He began to go through the rack looking for something that would be suitable for her.
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Sky put on the tenth dress hoping maybe this would be the right one. She couldn't believe she was letting herself be wine and dined by the King of Hell and letting him help her find a dress. She knew Dean was going to have a cow when she got back. From his reaction to Crowley earlier, she was sure there was no love loss between them. As the dress settled on her body, Sky looked in the mirror and drew in a sharp breath when she saw how she looked.
Crowley was holding a dress up to Sasha's body when Sky walked into the room. They both stopped what they were doing and turned to her.
"My dear, you look...You look ravishing and if you weren't already taken, I would marry you in a second." Crowley told her as he stepped closer. He took a pair of black, three inch heels from a rack and sat them on the floor in front of her. "Try these; I think you will find them the perfect fit."
Sky slipped on the heels and turned to look at herself in the mirror. She had to admit he was right; they were a perfect accessory with the dress. The dress was the deepest burgundy with spaghetti straps that turned into an intricate miniature pearl spider web design on her back that extended below her shoulders to the small of her back. Strands of the web were attached to the side holding the front in place. The dress was almost like a second skin as it clung to her body and flared slightly at the hips giving her room to walk. As she moved, the material shimmered in the light like stars from the Heavens had rained down on it and it took on a life of its own, flowing and folding in on itself and around her body as if a magic spell was woven into the material. The front of the dress stopped just below her knees and the back hung down to just above the back of her shoes. The color accentuated her tanned skin and blonde hair. She had the perfect ear rings that would go with the dress and a simple necklace Dean had given her for her birthday. Sky walked to the wall of mirrors and took in her appearance before turning back to them.
"It's perfect, but I can't afford this." she signed looking at the tag.
"Nonsense my dear, this is your wedding present from me. No one else should ever be allowed to wear this dress; they would not do it justice."
"I couldn't accept this."
"I insist and will not take no for an answer. Now, we need to find your lovely maid of honor a dress to suit her." he said turning back to Sasha who was holding four dresses he had picked out.
"He's right Sky, it was made only for you and Dean's eyes are going to pop out when he sees you in it."
"Alright. I mean how can I argue with that." she finally agreed. "Now go try on your dresses and let's see what's going to blow Sam's mind."
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