NicoleR85: its going to get very interesting.
AN: now that the two Crowley's are in the same world, the Good Omens version is going to be called Anthony from now on to avoid confusion.
Should've stayed at home Tessa thought trying to break out of the 'spell' the bitch Lilith had put her under for the nth time. She had been taking Ghost for a walk, minding her own business when she was jumped by several demons. The next thing she knew, she was standing, frozen, next to a very ominous looking seal. "There's no point is trying to use your powers, my dear sweet Tessa", Lilith sneered "they won't work down here".
"What do you want from me?" the blonde demanded.
"I want your life", the demoness replied, producing a small dagger "you see…" Lilith began to circle her "you and I are the last Seal. I kill you and then Sammy kills me" her lips curled into a smirk "And Lucifer walks free".
"That's impossible", Tessa proclaimed, struggling even more "I'm supposed to be the one stopping him from rising!"
"Aw…is that what you were told?" Lilith asked with a mock sympathetic voice "they lied to you Tessa! You were brought from your world to this one so you can help bring about the apocalypse. And to that end, the king of hell and I thank you" tears started to roll down Tessa's face "shh…don't be afraid", Lilith said softly, wiping her tears away. The young woman wanted to jerk away, repulsed by her touch but she couldn't. She was still stuck to the spot. "It's going to be over soon", the demon slashed the skin on Tessa's arms causing her to scream.
The blonde had no choice but to stand there and watch helplessly as her blood ran down her arms, landing in the seal on the floor. The red liquid seemed to spread around the pattern like it had a mind of its own. Tessa was started to feel very lightheaded and a little sick from the amount of blood she was losing. Then without warning she was realised and she dropped the floor like a stone. Tessa lay there, too weak to move…too weak to fight back. All she could do is stay awake as long as possible which was getting harder and harder to do by the second.
Sam and some unfamiliar woman entering the chamber was the last thing she saw before she passed out. I love you Anthony…
Crowley paced on the spot, really, really worried about Tessa. She had been gone far too long for his liking. He shouldn't be anxious as she was more than capable of taking care of herself. Plus, she had Ghost with her too and while he was only a puppy, that Hellhound would still protect the young woman almost as fiercely as an adult one would.
Back in St Mary's Convent, the demon Ruby was doing a dramatic villain style monologue while Sam stared at Tessa's body the full weight of what he'd down in killing Lilith had come crashing down on him. This was a screw up of epic proportions. Dean finally breaks through the door and draws the demon killing knife.
"You're too late", Ruby crowed.
"I don't care", Dean stated before he stabbed her. The demon's body flickered with an orange before she crumpled to the floor, dead.
"I'm sorry", Sam whispered, brokenly to not just Dean but to the young woman lying on the floor. She'd never asked to be a part of this. She was forcibly dragged into this world, pulled away from her loved ones and from the 'apple pie life' that she could've had with her boyfriend and baby. Now she was never going to have the chance to go home.
The seal on the floor, now complete with both Tessa's and Lilith's blood, started to open a little. A brilliant white light shoots up from the circular gap and the convent begins to tremble. Dean carefully picked up Tessa's body "Sammy, let's go", he said making his way to the doorway.
Sam didn't move, he was just gaping at the light, transfixed to the spot in fear "Dean... he's coming", he breathed. The light grew brighter until it had engulfed the Winchesters…
Crowley was growing even more worried. "That's it, I'm going to look for her", he stated. He started toward the door only to see Ghost bursting through the doggy flap and rushing over to him, looking extremely panicked. There was only one reason that he was like this, Tessa had to be in trouble. "Do you have her scent?" he asked and the pup nodded "good. Let's find her".
He'd just straightened up when there was a flash of white light. When it faded, Tessa was lying on the floor. "Tessa!" he exclaimed running over to her. His eyes widened seeing the multitude of slashes on her bloodstained arms. Crowley checked her for a pulse, his heart dropping when he didn't find one. "No, no, no. Not again. This is not happening again", he cradled her in his arms "come on Tessa. Come back to me", he begged, looking down at her prone form, tears pooling in his eyes. Ghost plonked himself next to the demon, nudging Tessa's fingers with his nose and whining when she didn't respond.
As minutes passed, Crowley sunk deeper into despair. He hugged the blonde to his chest, tears streaming down his face. "Please Tessa", he sobbed "I can't do this without you". As he held Tessa, her blonde locks briefly shined platinum, the slashes on her skin knitted together and she started to breathe. This had Crowley glancing down at her, a relieved smile on his face when she looked up at him with those beautiful blue eyes of hers. Ghost barked happily at his mistress' revival, wagging his tail.
Without even thinking, he kissed her! Tessa was thrown for a second and then she kissed him back. This should feel so wrong, he wasn't her Crowley and yet…she couldn't deny that there was something there. The demon pulled away, pressing his forehead against hers "never again", he proclaimed "I am never losing you again".
"I don't want to die again", Tessa admitted, quietly "that was awful".
"That won't happen on my watch", Crowley vowed and the blonde gave him a small kiss before she made a face at her appearance.
"I really need to get cleaned up", she stated and the demon stood up, bringing her to her feet. He took her to her bedroom and into the ensuite as she was very unsteady on her feet. Ghost eagerly padded after them, letting a whine when Crowley removed him from the bathroom, pulling the door closed so Tessa had some privacy.
While he waited, the demon thought about what he had felt prior to Tessa coming back to life. It hadn't fully registered with him until now as he had been too worried about the young woman. But now it was impossible for him to hide what he was feeling and it kinda scared him a little, Lucifer was free. He was out of Hell and will be planning to bring upon the apocalypse. He didn't understand how this was possible. The prophecy said that Tessa was the key to preventing his rise and they'd never been wrong yet…until now. There was one only explanation, someone had planted a fake prophecy and when he found out who it was even if it was an angel…he was going to tear them apart very, very slowly.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Tessa spoke up, breaking him out of his thoughts. Crowley turned to her, his mouth going dry when he saw her wearing nothing but a towel, her wet blonde hair pulled back in a messy bun. He tried not to let his eyes wander but he couldn't help it she was just so goddamn beautiful! "Tony? You ok?" the young woman questioned, throwing the demon off even more with the use of a nickname. She had stuck to calling him Crowley as she'd refused point blank use anything other than his last name until now that is.
"What? Yeah, I'm…I'm fine", Crowley answered quickly, rather flustered.
Tessa looked at him with concern. She secured her towel better and reached up to touch the back of her hand against his forehead. He jumped at her touch. "You feel a little hot", she commented "I know you're a demon but is it possible that you're coming down with something?"
"No!" Crowley said, his voice coming out a little higher pitched than normal. Utterly embarrassed, he cleared his throat and tired again "No, I'm fine. Honestly", he insisted "I'll uh…leave you to get dressed", he tacked on hastily and quickly headed to the door. He had literally put his hand on the door handle when his resolve broke. Fuck it he thought, striding back to Tessa and giving her a passionate kiss that sent her heart racing. "Tell me to stop", he murmured into her ear, pressing the softest of kisses to her skin "tell me you don't want this".
Tessa bit her lip, stopping any noise from escaping her mouth. She really shouldn't like it and yet…his lips felt like heaven against her skin. She wanted more! "Don't stop", she breathed.
"As you wish", Crowley said. He was quick to remove a protesting Hellhound pup from the room, locking the bedroom door before taking Tessa over to the bed. "You sure this is what you want?" he asked, giving her one last chance to change her mind.
The blonde just pulled him down for a kiss, loosening the towel around her body as she did so "I want this", she whispered "I want you. What do you want Tony?"
"I want you too", he admitted. Boy, did he want her badly.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Tessa asked. Her question had Crowley kissing her again.
Somewhere in a pub, sat a very miserable Anthony, staring at a small potted plant that he had procured, ignoring the pint of beer sitting next to it. Aziraphale sipped his wine in silence knowing that there was no point in trying to engage the demon in small talk. The excitement of being in the same world as Tessa had worn off, leaving behind two very sombre celestials. To make it worse, they'd both felt the rise of this world's King of Hell. Things were looking pretty bleak, the angel had to admit.
"You're not of this world", a voice behind them stated. Anthony and Aziraphale turned to look at the owner of the voice, a man in a long raincoat. Correction…an angel in a raincoat. "You don't belong here"
The ginger haired demon raised a brow "and who are you to tell us where we belong?" he challenged.
"I'm the angel Castiel and I say again. You don't belong here", Castiel repeated, stepping closer.
"How about you do us a favour and fuck off?" Anthony suggested making Aziraphale snort as he took a sip of his drink. The demon turned back to the plant to continue sulking when Castiel muttered.
"I see where Tessa gets the attitude from"
That had Anthony spinning around, fixing him with a look "you know Tessa?" he asked "you've seen her?"
"I was the one who caught her when she fell into this world", Castiel answered.
"And where is she now?" Aziraphale pressed, as eager as his best friend was about finding the young lady that was most dear to both of them.
"She's safe, that's all you need to know", Castiel replied vaguely and dropped the floor. The demon and angel looked down at him, both confused.
"Uh…what are you doing?" Aziraphale asked.
Castiel glances up and them "oh, right. It's the other way", he muttered and vanished.
"Well, that just happened", the white suited angel commented "he was pretty vague, wasn't he?"
Anthony hummed in agreement although he was very relieved that Tessa was, for the moment, safe. That was all that mattered to him. The 'where' he was sure he would find out soon enough.