Chapter 18: The little angel by my side
Previously in New order:
Miria's appartement, Bâton Rouge
-"You realise I have no reason to be here and help Miria." He states with a seriousness that she was not use to hear in his voice;
-"I know but still you are here." Miria observes hopefully. Really, she had no intention to use his feelings against him in order to get her comrades back but she was so heartbroken and hopeless...she felt like she had abandon Claire to her fate...So she had called him to secure a contract for herself and give the Mikaelson the opportunity to do the same. After all without them, she would not know about this, not right away at least. Indeed, Claire had left some times ago, not wanting to live a supernatural life anymore and she had forbidden Helen to contact her after that, so much she had felt hurt by her departure. Now she was paying it all.
-"I have a deal for you..." Crowley begins and Miria felt relieve for a split second until it all crashed down.
Now:
"...you will be the mother of my heir, my child and in return I will bring back Claire and Theresa from the dead. After all the magic of a demonic contract is endless."
Flash back, Throne Room in Hell, days prior
-"Crowley, Lucifer's partisans are like weeds, burn them, pull them of and they just grow further away." The mother of the King points out;
-"I fell to see how a chair is going to help with that?" her son says smugly. Frightened, the demons mignons had already scarpered, living the furniture behind.
-"Not a chair a throne. They are fanatic, impressed by the all wings, glowing power, legitimacy and miracle child package. You know that more than anyone. " Rowena reasons and she understood her son enough to know that she had his attention by now.
-"Go one." Crowley urges on;
-"If you keep killing the demon who betray soon you will not have one left. Be smart, offer them high standing, offer them royalty with a vigorous dynasty as in a King, a Queen Mother and ultimately an heir. You like playing chest, but you're not megalomaniac you are missing the point of decorum. " Rowena explains as she resolves to move the throne next to his son by herself;
-"Mother?" Crowley calls while his mother sits near him;
-"Hum?"she responds;
-"Go down two steps. [Rowena rolled her eyes and pursed her lips but complied] Good. Now did you wicked ginger head had missed the fact that one -my only son Gavin is now truly dead; two- demon can have children?" The King of Hell points out his eyebrow arched;
-"No, but you forget how much your mother is a genius witch!" Rowena replied proudly. "For the love of Hecate just knock up some woman, leave me the rest. Once you have your heir, you don't even need to keep the poor mother alive." She explains impatiently.
End of the flash back
-"You have gone mad." Miria says, eyes wild;
-"On the contrary, this is a clever move if you think about it. Strategically speaking." He clarifies calmly;
-"You think a child will secure your reign." Miria realizes, feeling light headed. She would be lying if she said that she though he wasn't capable to be pitiless but she hoped that he didn't do that to her.
-"That is what I like about you, so much more than a pretty face." He states capturing her shin between his fingers;
-"I didn't want to put my life and the life of my kind at risk for the sake of our relationship and you ask me to involve a child in this mess!" she tries to avoid his grasp;
-"You have to ask yourself, how much the life of your comrades is worth..." Crowley trails off;
-"Roderick don't ask me that please!" Miria pleads as her eyes filled with tears. He was using her guilt against her knowingly.
-"It's your decision darling." Her ex lover tells her darkly;
-"I will trade my soul or bind myself to you, but I can't drag a child in this. With your enemies, the baby will be dead in no time." She tried to make him waver while tears stained her cheeks;
-"I have no use of your soul little angel, a rose without thorns is unsavoury as I have no intention to pay for your company like you were a common whore or for any company for that matter. You should be ashamed for even thinking about it." Crowley says harshly;
-"Don't be cruel." She says gazing away;
-"You started it love. As for the baby, he will live, don't underestimate me. " The King of Hell clarifies looking at her every move. He knew she was about to make her decision.
-"Tell me, tell me you didn't know about Claire's death." She says staring at his eyes. 'There, she is considering this, she just need to know that I didn't manipulate her into saying yes.' He thought pleased.
-"I didn't darling, you tell me about your friend but I never actually saw her. As for the Other Side...it is a part of my Kingdom since recently." Crowley responds truthfully, for once he had the truth on his side;
-"Will the contract oblige the child to live in Hell and become the King or the Queen after you?" Miria asks suspicious;
-" I will show the child off twice or trice since he or she will be my prince or princess but apart from that, the young one will have no obligation. The baby will live with its mother the rest of the time. I just need the idea of an heir for my Kingdom." Crowley explains arching an eyebrow;
-"So progressive of you!" she spats;
-"I was trying to be nice but I would much prefer the child with me and my mother in Hell." Crowley responds with a slight smile;
-"With me and you will show them twice in hell." Miria says her eyes closed. Her own voice seemed foreign to her.
-"Ten times at least for this century, 'twice' was a way speaking Miria." The King of Hell rectifies this time smiling widely;
-"Twice." The claymore offers back;
-"Height and it is final little angel." Crowley states firmly;
-"Height for this century, we will speak of the next later and I want a contract." Miria agrees, her brave face on but inside she felt crush, defeated and the worst part was she thought she deserve it.
-"You realize we will have to conceive the child eventually darling?" Roderick comments Miria's choice. Indeed they were only two way to seal a pact with a demon: kiss him or sign the contract. Of course, most of Hell's creatures have a clear preference for the first method.
-"Yes but not now and you will tell Claire and Theresa that they are free right away, not try to secure another contract in the confusion." The claymore protects her back;
-"Did I tell you how much I love your mind." The King of Hell smiles. He had to admit, that he had already thought about different ways around their contract.
Mikaelson's Mansion, Other Side
-"Mrs Forbes" Elijah Mikaelson greets her from behind the heavy door of his mansion. All the way to their home, Claire had hesitated to come and help. On one hand, she looked unfavourably on Caroline and Klaus relationship; on the other hand she had to respect her granddaughter's choices of acquaintances. It was a true dilemma.
-"I do not owe you anything but I understand Caroline would not want you in eternal agony. So there is my advice: I think a powerful demon is coming our way, whatever happen, do not bargain your soul." Nicklaus who had just appeared behind his brother sneered at the S word. "I know as a vampire you believe you have lost yours but that is not true; and if you give it to whoever will be here, you will be his slave for eternity...Your choice..." Claire concludes frowning.
Ending Song: The Brother Bright – Blood on my name
AN: A lot of work this day sorry for the delay. Anyway I hope you like this chapter; next one will be between Klaus and Crowley! Love and peace!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
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