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Christine waited for Crowley to show up until at least midnight. Finally deciding that maybe his work was taking longer than he thought, she called Sam to see if he had heard from him, but he hadn't. He promised to let her know if he did. She went to bed around midnight. It would be another three days before she heard from him.
Crowley had left Christine's home and went back to the area where he had last been fighting the vampires. It was deserted, the only evidence that anything had even happened there were the large blood stains on the ground. He walked around the entire area trying to see if there was anyone or anything about. As he was about to leave he heard someone call out to him.
" So a demon that helps hunters. That's a bit disappointing." said a voice from inside the darkness of an old barn that stood about 10 ft from him.
" Well, I've never been the conventional type. How about you come on out and we get this over with. Things to do and all." Crowley said back, trying to see where the voice was coming from. He couldn't locate the vampire exactly, but he could sense it, and it troubled him that he didn't sense it sooner. This was bad.
" Oh by all means, let's make it easier on you." said the voice. " You came here tonight and killed some of my children, not very nice you know. They've moved on, it's just you and I now."
" So sorry, usually I'm a live and let live kind of man. Been trying a few new things lately." He said slowly approaching the barn door.
A deep laugh rumbled from the darkness, " New things? I seem to recall you gathering and torturing all sorts of creatures, even killing some of them."
Crowley stopped, it couldn't be. " Still holding a grudge?" he asked. Surely if this was the Alpha he would have known straight away.
Again the laughter, " No, not me. What you did to my father I'm sure he deserved. I hope you caused him great pain."
" I'm pretty sure he didn't enjoy the dead man's blood, " Crowley said.
A figure stepped out of the darkness. He was tall, at least 6'5. He had dark hair that was streaked with grey at the temples, his eyes were a shocking green. His face was pale and looked as if it had been chiseled from stone, his nose and jawline sharp. He was old, ancient even. Perhaps even older than Crowley. Definitely one of the first ever made, and if he had survived this long he was powerful, and dangerous. " Mr. Crowley. I've heard great things about you. Rising from the crossroads to rule all of Hell? That's impressive."
" Glad to know my efforts are recognized."
" Just makes me wonder what you're doing helping hunters? I would have thought that the King of Hell would have made an interesting ally."
Crowley, still being Crowley saw an opportunity. " Well I'm always open to making new friends." He said.
" That's good to know because I have a little deal I'd like to propose."
Crowley smiled, " Let's talk."
" Can we go somewhere a little more," he said looking around and gesturing to the wooded area around them, " sophisticated?"
" Of course," Crowley snapped his fingers and they reappeared in his office in Hell. Crowley had replaced his clothing with a finely tailored suit. The only color visible in his clothing was the blood red tie, which he felt was appropriate for his present company. " Better?"
" Much." The vampire replied. " I realize I never introduced myself. My name is Caleb." He didn't offer a last name.
" Very well, Caleb, have a seat. " and he gestured to the chairs in front of his large desk. " Would you like a drink? I have whiskey. If that's not to your liking I'm sure I could get you something else."
" The whiskey is fine, thank you."
Crowley poured them both a tumbler of his favorite Craig, " Are you sure? It's no trouble, I can have virgins blood here for you in a moment or two." he offered, handing him the glass.
Caleb took the glass and sat down, " No. This is just fine." he took a sip. " Now that's almost as good as blood, and doesn't stain the clothes."
Crowley took a seat in his chair behind the desk, he took a sip from his glass and leaned back in his chair, " Now tell me. What kind of deal are we talking about."
" Straight to business, very well. I need demons."
" For what?" Crowley asked, as far as he knew vampires were pretty damn indestructible.
Caleb regarded him for a moment. " I want to create vampires from demons."
Crowley thought about it for a moment, " Aren't vampires already some sort of demon?"
" That's putting it simply. The short answer is yes. Think of what I'm proposing. Demons with the added strength of a vampire."
" Demons already have their own strength, powers, why combine it with a vampire?"
" I'm proposing a war on humanity. Think of it, if you and I joined forces we could lay waste to this world."
" There's just one problem, vampires are dead, they lack souls. Nothing for a demon to possess." Crowley said leaning forward on the desk. " Good idea though."
" Don't be so dismissive. I think between the two of us we could make it work." He said and took another sip of his drink. " Think of the souls cast down into hell as we bring this world to it's knees."
Crowley picked up his tumbler and swirled the amber liquid around before taking a drink. It was a rough idea, but with a little research maybe he could work something out. He did like the thought of it, and if he could make it happen, well, that would make him King of the World. He rather liked the sound of that. " I'll tell you what. Give me a few days to see what I can come up with."
Caleb smiled revealing his elongated incisors, " Now you wouldn't be thinking of ratting me out to those pesky Winchester boys are would you?"
" Not at all, sounds fun. I think if we can find a work around, maybe have a demon posses a vampire? There's possibility there."
" That's what I like to hear. Oh, and if you could not kill any more of my children?"
" Well it's not really me you have to worry about. How old are you anyway?" He finally asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
Caleb chuckled, " I was the second vampire the Alpha ever made. I've seen empires rise and fall, cities crumble into dust. I've been here so long and it's the same thing over and over and over again. It's just so tedious. I think it's time to have a little fun. With your help I think we could have a lot of fun. We may not win the war but the battles will be epic."
" So all of this because you're bored?"
Caleb leaned forward in his chair " Aren't you? You've been here what, 340, 350 years? Don't you get tired of the same things coming and going? The same deals? Over and over and over again? I want to be pretty, I want to be rich, I want him or her to love me, cure my illness. 350 years of the some thing, aren't you bored? Come on lets have some fun!" He said slapping the top of Crowley's desk for emphasis.
Crowley listened to the vampire go on and on about the ridiculousness of the deals he made. He had to admit they were all rather redundant. " You want fun? Hell, we can have fun now, I happen to know where there's a shelter for the homeless, made a few deals with some of them. Always stop in every few months, kind of like a garden, pick up the ripe ones. Run by nuns, so plenty of virgin blood there."
Caleb raised his glass, " I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship." and he downed the rest of the whiskey and got up. " It's been a while since I've had the blood of a nun."
" Works wonders for the complexion, or so I've heard. Never touch the stuff myself." Crowley said rising as well, " Shall I make travel arrangements?" He asked as he walked to the other side of the desk.
" By all means."
Crowley reached out and touched his shoulder, " Let's go raise some Hell." and snapped his fingers and they disappeared from sight.
Christine was listening to the news. She had just gotten home from her shift and had put it on while she made herself a small breakfast. As she cooked she heard the report of a mass murder, ' Breaking news from Indiana, rescue crews arrived on scene last night to find several of the nuns here at the outreach shelter brutally murdered along with many of the homeless that were staying there. Authorities are currently investigating this horrendous crime.' Christine just shook her head, ' what is this world coming to?', she thought as she sat down to eat her eggs and toast. She was used to seeing horrible things, but couldn't imagine what kind of monster could kill nuns. Speaking of monsters, she wondered where Crowley had gotten to. He left three days ago to finish up the job with the vampires and that was the last she had heard from him. She was worried about him, and tried to call him yesterday and the day before with no answer. She left messages and texts but still nothing. She was beginning to worry, but then again, he did have certain responsibilities to attend to. Her phone ringing pulled her out of her thoughts. She picked it up and saw it was Brett.
" Hello?"
" Hey Chris, how have you been?"
" Um, okay I guess." she answered. She didn't want to talk to him. When Crowley had left the other day her mind was made up and she had been putting off calling him.
" Good to know. I was just calling to see if you'd thought anymore about what we talked about?"
Christine closed her eyes and sighed. She didn't want to do this but she needed to. " Yeah, I did. I've been thinking about it a lot. I'm sorry but I just can't continue anything with you after what happened. You assaulted me, and there was no reason to. I hadn't done anything. I won't be in that type of relationship Brett."
" I told you I was just mad," he said pleading with her, " I just lost control. It won't happen again, I promise."
Christine felt like she was in some Lifetime movie, like he was reading words from a script. " Look, I'm sorry but no. If that's how you react when you get mad then no. I'm out."
" So some ex boyfriend shows up and is at your house and I don't have any right to be mad?"
" Sure you can be mad, but that doesn't give you the right to put your hands on me! What did you think I was going to say? Oh no it's okay, really, I don't mind at all that you pulled me down and proceeded to punch me in the head all the while calling me horrible names."
There was silence on the line, then he finally said. " That's fine Christine. If that's your decision, then I guess I just have to accept that. Goodbye." He hung up.
" That was a lot easier than I thought it was going to be." she muttered to herself and put her phone down on the table and went to wash her plate and the frying pan she had used. Placing them in the drainer to dry she wiped her hands on a dishtowel and went to take a shower. She had errands to run today and she wanted to get started early.
Christine went to the dry cleaners to drop off/ pick up her uniforms. She went to the city offices to pay her water bill , and went to get her oil changed in her car. Her last stop was the grocery store. It had been a few weeks since she stocked up and she was out of everything. By the time she was done her cart was full and after loading them all up in her suv she was already dreading the multiple trips to get them into the house. Pulling into the drive and getting out she took the first load inside and sat it down on the kitchen table. Chris was on her third load of bags, as she sat them down she heard a familiar voice behind her.
" Daddy's home love."
Christine jumped and turned quickly, " Crowley!" she dropped the bags on the table and threw herself into his arms. She buried her face in his neck and she felt his arms go around her and hold her tightly.
" Did you miss me darling?" he asked as he pulled back from her.
Christine looked at him. His hair was disheveled and his beard had grown in even more. His tie was hanging loosely at his neck with the top two buttons of his shirt undone. " Wow, you look terrible. Like someone dragged you through a bush backwards." She reached up and tried to smooth down his hair. " Those vampires must have put up a real fight." she said and she hugged him again.
" Vampires. No, not really. They had all gone by the time I got back. Had some business to attend to in Hell that couldn't wait."
Christine pushed away from him. " I've been worried sick about you for three days and you were just sitting at a desk or something?" she punched him hard in the shoulder and smacked his chest. " You ass! You could have at least called or something." she said turning her back on him.
Crowley rubbed the spot she had punched, she was stronger than she looked. " Ow! That hurt! Why are you always hitting me? You slapped me a few days ago, and now you punch me. "
" I don't always hit you, just when you're being an ass. Don't be an ass, don't get hit." she said.
" I'm sorry Christine, it was something that demanded my immediate attention. If I could have helped it I would have. Please don't be mad."
" I'm not mad, I'm glad you're okay. I'm just upset because you left to fight literal vampires and then I don't hear anything from you for days."
Crowley felt bad, he had lost track of time with Caleb. What could he say, he liked the vampire and he knew how to have a good time. " Let me help you with those." He snapped his fingers and they disappeared, all put away where they belong. " Now, can you please forgive me? It was unavoidable." He felt bad lying to her but what was he supposed to say, ' So sorry Christine, I lost track of time collecting souls and killing nuns.' He didn't think that would go over well. He was trying to be better but, bottom line he was still a demon. Unfortunately his demon heart beat for Christine, a human, and there was no way in the whole of heaven and hell that she would understand. " I always see in the new souls to Hell, part of the job." He didn't tell her those souls were the ones he had taken from the homeless he had killed, and even one nun which was surprising and slightly satisfying.
Christine sighed and turned back to him. " You could have called." she said.
" I know, and I should have. Next time I will check in every few days I promise."
" Alright then," she said and hugged him again.
" So can I conclude that you've had all the time you need?" he whispered in her ear.
Christine pulled back from him and looked into his eyes. She loved him. Had loved him the whole year they had been apart, her heart belonged to him and it always would. He came into her life as a surprise and now she never wanted to be without him. " I'm yours, always, just yours."
" Now that's what daddy wants to hear." he said and kissed her. He picked her up and carried her to the couch, " I need you Christine." he said as he laid her down. " I've been too long without you." His hands made short work of her clothes and the quickly got rid of his shirt and tie, Christine reached for him,
" Now, I need you inside me now."
Crowley didn't bother with the rest of his clothes, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his swollen member and ran it over her wet slit. " So ready. " he said and he slid into her. Her legs went around his hips and he drove into her. Part of him wanted to go slowly and be gentle, but his need for her drove him on and he pounded into her. " You're mine Christine," he said as he continued to ravage her. " I'll kill anyone who ever touches you . You belong to me." His eyes began to glow red. Christine saw it and pulled his head down to capture his lips in a searing kiss. " Always yours. Always. " she told him breaking the kiss. Looking into his demons eyes she was transfixed, she couldn't look away, his wings began to spread from his back and they enveloped them both in a black feathery blanket as they both climaxed, Christine's inner walls gripping him tightly he spilled himself into her. Breathless he buried his face into the crook of her neck and it was then he noticed his wings laid over them. He pushed himself up to his knees and carefully folded them. He leaned back down and kissed her gently. " I love you. I'll give my life to protect you, and I'll never leave you again. I swear it Christine."
Christine opened her eyes , " I love you too, I'll give my life to protect you, and I'll never leave you either." she said echoing his words.
" Careful darling, those sound like vows." he laughed. " I think we both need to get cleaned up." He said and pulled her up into a sitting position.
" Go on without me, I don't think I can walk." she said.
Crowley smiled, " Well by all means, let me be of service." He picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bedroom. He sat her on the edge of the bed and told her , " Wait right there." He went into her bathroom and ran her a hot bath and then helped her into it. " Now, stay and soak as long as you like. I'm going to go and get cleaned up. When you're done, get ready for a night out. Call me when you're ready and I'll be here. We're going to celebrate." He said told her.
" Where are we going? So I know how to dress." she asked.
" Paris." he said casually, and blinked out of sight.
Christine and Crowley walked down the sidewalk arm in arm. The Eiffel tower glowed in front of them, " How was dinner darling."
" It was amazing! I can't believe we're really in Paris. This has been like a dream come true." she told him.
Crowley stopped and pulled her to stand in front of him. " I'll make your life a dream every day Christine. Anywhere you want to go, just say the word. I'll always do my best to make you happy. " He kissed her , his hands came up to caress her face. One hand reached back to tangle in her hair, the other slid down her body to rest at her hip. He deepened the kiss and Christine opened to him. He couldn't recall if he'd ever been happy when he was a human, and since being a demon happiness was not something that even entered his mind, but here and now he was happier than he had ever been in either life. " I love you." He murmured softly against her lips and kissed her once again.
" I love you too." she told him. " I've never loved any man the way I love you."
" Damn right." He told her. " Never will as far as I'm concerned."
Christine laughed at him. " So what's next on your agenda tonight Mr. Crowley."
" Well, I do have one more small surprise tonight." He told her and he held her tight to him and they disappeared. They reappeared at the top of the Eiffel tower. There were a few men and women there , " Now, look right over there." He pointed off the their right, and fireworks began shooting up into the sky. He had remembered her telling him that she loved fireworks and it made her sad they only ever had them on New Years Eve and Fourth of July. Seeing her face light up was worth everything he had done to make it happen. Nothing evil, but quite a bit of money changed hands. She stood there at the railing watching , he stood behind her wrapping his arms around her waist. " Are you happy my love?" he asked her.
Christine leaned her head back on his shoulder and turned so she could kiss his cheek. " Never been happier." She watched the fireworks burst in the sky around her. She turned in his arms. " I'm sure the other people up here are wondering where all these are coming from."
Crowley looked around them. " All demons, just a little protection." He could see the colors in the sky reflected in her eyes. They watched the rest of the fireworks in silence. When they were over he asked her, " Is there anything else you would like to do or are you ready to return home?"
" I'm ready to go home," she said and pulled his tie to lower his head to hers, " because there's plenty more I want to do with you." She brought her lips to his and they disappeared.