"Daddy?" Sam and Dean said in unision, sliding out of the booth and coming face to face with my father.
"Darling, you didn't tell them?" Daddy smiled and clapped his hands. "Wonderful."
"Crowley?" Dean huffed, looking between him and me. "Your father is the king of hell?"
"Which means you're a demon?" Sam asked.
"Wow, you two really don't know anything, Moose." Daddy slid onto a barstool. "Now, shut your trap and let me speak with my daughter."
Sam and Dean crossed their arms and stood back.
"Darling, when are you going to give up this hunter nonsense and come home with Daddy?" he asked, crossing his legs. "I mean, I understand all children must go through a rebellious phase, but you're an heiress."
"Daddy, it's not a phase. Besides, you know that I've been hunting with mom almost my entire life." I leaned back against the side of a booth and looked at the waiter demon hanging close to Daddy.
"Ah, yes, another thing your mother did to spite me." Daddy huffed.
"Can someone please explain to me what is happening?" Sam asked from somewhere off to the side.
"Moose, try to follow. Alicia is my daughter, which also means that she is the heiress to hell. I really don't know how I can make that any simpler." Daddy rolled his eyes.
"Look, Crowley is my father, but I am not a demon. My mother was a hunter and had my demon half exercised when I was a baby." I crossed my arms and glared at the demon beside Daddy. "And I apparently get stalked all of the time by demons who it's my job to kill."
"Which you won't because that would make Daddy very upset." He chimed in. "I just don't understand why you would have to do so with these two idiots."
"Well actually," Dean slid his arm around my waist and winked at Daddy. Before he could finish his sentence, Daddy flicked his hand and tossed Dean across the room.
"Daddy, I'm more than capable of handling myself. I don't need a tail everywhere I go." I motioned to the demon that had been following me for the last few months.
"Obviously you need more than one tail because of the idiotic idea that you're going to take on the biggest clan of vampires to ever walk the Earth!"
"It's my job, Daddy!" I crossed my arms.
"Your job is to learn how to rule over demons in the unlikely case of my demise!"
"Excuse me, Crowley," Sam said from where Daddy had flung Dean into the wall. "But if you two are done, we actually have some work to do."
"Of course, but you're not sending my daughter, my pride and joy, into a den full of blood sucking pariahs!" Daddy screamed. "I can't believe this isn't common sense to you two idiots!"
"Okay, okay," Dean huffed, rubbing the back of his neck. "We won't put her in any danger."
"What you two don't understand is that you two are danger. So I have to take matters in my own hands."
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked as I watched him rise from his seat at the bar.
"You two idiots and my darling daughter are staying here until I say otherwise." Daddy snapped his fingers and disappeared, leaving us alone in the diner with the lone demon by the bar.
"Fine," he mumbled, getting back to his feet. "Let's go." He looked at Sam and headed for the door. Before he could open the door, a demon swung it open and leaned against the frame.
"I don't think so, boys." He smirked at them. "Alicia, baby, be a good girl and I won't have to punish you." He winked and shut the door again.
"So boys," I smiled weakly and looked between them. "What's the plan?"