Author's Note: Thank you all for reading. I love you guys so much. I love all of the support from squidgy78! I hope you all continue to enjoy. I know I have fun writing this story. I hope you all continue to read. I have two rules to when I write. One is that I will write as long as I'm having fun, and two is that I will write as long as I have one person enjoying it. As long as this meets both of those I will continue to write it. Enjoy! I don't own Supernatural characters.
The power of the impact sends the car into a tailspin. Crowley's foot slams onto the brakes to no avail. Stopping only happens when the car bashes into a tree. "Bollocks," Crowley murmurs as he grabs the crying Haillie. Carefully, he exits to car to find a girl weeping in the road. "An angel," Crowley whispers and sets Haillie down on the side of the road. "Stay here," he commands.
"Where am I?" the young woman cries into her hands. Crowley crouches down in front of the red headed woman. Her spiral curls fall gently down the side of her pale face. Scared, she looks up at Crowley with wide blue eyes. "I know who you are! They warned me about you! You'll kill me!" she shrieks and falls down onto her butt trying to move away backwards.
Sighing, Crowley stands up. Then, he feels a surge of power. He could do whatever he wanted to do to this angel. Crowley grins sinisterly and declares, "Why shouldn't I just kill you right now? You don't matter to me! It would be good to let off some steam, too." Not thinking of Haillie who is watching in horror, Crowley swiftly kicks the woman in the side. Sickly, he grins as her ribs crack. Taking her face in his hands he scratches deep gouges in the sides of her face. Slowly, he takes the angel blade from her pocket. With one hasty motion she is dead on the ground, her wings outspread.
Feeling very satisfied with himself, he turns and sees Haillie hiding her face with her small hands. Crowley kneels down beside her. "No!" Haillie screams and curls into a little ball. Crowley throws his head back and takes a deep breath.
"Haillie, I am sorry. I wasn't thinking. She was one of the bad guys. Daddy Crowley was doing a good thing. She was going to try to kill me and more importantly you. I promise, I did the right thing," Crowley lies to Haillie. She submits and crawls over to Crowley's open arms. With a thought, they are back in the mansion with the food and supplies. "Now, try to get some sleep, love. I'll have a new car by tomorrow. Just relax and go to sleep," Crowley tells Haillie as he places her back on the couch.
The next morning, Haillie awakes and Crowley immediately scoops her up into his arms. "Daddy!" Haillie exclaims and cuddles into Crowley's arms. He smiles and runs her upstairs. Haillie squeals in excitement as Crowley brings her into a painted pink room. It has butterflies painted across the walls. Crowley brings her over to a pink crib that has pink ribbons tied to each post. The white teddy bear is in it.
"I'm guessing you're small for your age. Maybe you're like twoish. I'll have to find your birth certificate. Either way, I have to change your diaper now," Crowley says laying her on a changing table. After several failed attempts, Crowley finally gets her diaper on nice and snug.
Bringing her downstairs, Crowley places the little girl into a yellow high chair. "Daddy!" she exclaims as Crowley starts to walk away. Her green eyes are big and her arms are outstretched. He smiles kindly at her.
"I'm just going to get you some food, Haillie. Don't worry, I'm right over here," Crowley reassures her opening the cabinet. "What do you like? We've got peas, carrots, and squash," Crowley asks knowing that he won't get an answer .Carefully, he opens the peas and gets a spoon.
He pulls over a chair to sit in, in front of Haillie's high chair. Crowley puts the spoon full of baby food up to Haillie's mouth. She moves head to avoid it, causing it to smear on her face. "No!" she refuses wiping it into her blonde hair.
"Come on, Haillie," Crowley pleads. He tries again, but like last time, it smears all over her face. "Haillie, come on," Crowley tries again, failing. "That's it I'm calling them," Crowley puts to food on the high chair and walks over to the phone, dialing a number. "Sam, how do you feed a baby? Yeah, I've got myself into a situation. Help. Please? Okay. I'll be here," Crowley converses and then hangs up. As he turns around, there is green all over Haillie, and the jar is empty. Crowley sighs in defeat, "Haillie."
Thirty minutes of agonizing trying to feed Haillie, there is a knock on the door. Crowley opens it covered in carrot baby food. The Winchesters stand with an amused look. "You really got yourself into a situation, huh Crowley?" Dean asks with a smirk. They all walk into the kitchen.
Sam sits in the chair in front of Haillie. "She's so cute," Sam says with a smile. Haillie giggles at him. This brings a smile to Sam's face.
"Dude, Crowley, I mean really. She's a little girl. It can't be that hard," Dean says to Crowley. Crowley hands Sam the baby food. As soon as Sam starts feeding her, Haillie eats it. "Crowley, I don't see what the issue is here," Dean states chuckling.
"She was refusing the food earlier," Crowley grumbles angrily. Dean chuckles as Sam feeds Haillie with no problem. Sam smiles the whole time. "Looks like Sam has a natural thing with kids," Crowley says grinning. Dean nods in agreement smiling at his younger brother.
Castiel appears next to Crowley. "We need you to hand over the child promptly," Castiel demands. "Or face the consequences."