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As the boom goes off, a bullet flies out of the gun Castiel had quickly taken out of his trench coat. "DADDY!" Haillie shrieks and runs to Crowley's side as he lays on the ground. Castiel takes the opportunity to flee from the sight with the colt.
Crowley sits up and holds Haillie. "Daddy is okay. Haillie, I'm sorry about everything. I'm never letting you go again. I promise," he reassures her as she prods at his bullet whole wound. "This was my favorite suit. That angel, I swear I'll kill him," Crowley mutters to himself as he stands up with Haillie cradled in his arms like it's her safe haven. Her eyes start to close slowly. Haillie's breathing stabilizes. Crowley whispers to her, "Daddy is going to bring you home. Maybe we can start to become like a normal family. I'm never putting you in harm's way again, my darling." His lips kiss her forehead gently.
With one simple thought Crowley appears in the nursery room with Haillie in his arms. Without waking her, Crowley swiftly changes her diaper. As soft as he possibly can, Crowley lays Haillie down in the crib. The soft pink blanket comforts Haillie as Crowley tucks it around her.
Grinning, Crowley walks down stairs into the study. Sitting at his desk he drinks his Craig. Soft music drifts through the air. The melancholy tune catches Crowley's attention. "Sara's song," He whispers to himself smiling. Even though depressing notes drift in, Crowley still smiles at his memories.
"Dance with me, Crowley," Sara had insisted. Crowley just rolled his eyes and looked over very old pieces of paper, deals. "Come on. You want to have a family one day. You'll have to dance with your daughter or son. Please," Sara pleaded coming over and sitting on Crowley's lap. She looked so young then. She wasn't sick or pregnant, just happy. The same melancholic tune was drifting through the air.
With a sigh, Crowley smiled and stood up. Taking Sara's hand in his and another around her waist, he whisked her off to the middle of the room. Sara's laughter lingered in the clean air. "I love you," Crowley said as she laid her head on his suited chest.
"Crowley, I love you, too. I always will no matter what you do or how bad you think you are, I will always love you just the same. I believe in the goodness inside. Every person or monster has it. Everything can change. You are proof enough for me," Sara said, her feet moving gracefully across the wood floor.
A small smile crossed his face. Sara made him feel okay with what he had become. She made him feel like he had hope. Sara reassured him that someone, even like him, could be loved for who they are. He brushed the hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear, and he whispered, "My love, thank you for everything you've done. Maybe, one day, many years in the future, I could find a way to make you immortal, and we could live together happily, forever."
"Honey that is not what is meant for me in life. I have a set time I will go. That's how my life works. One day you'll have to deal without my around. I promise it won't be anytime soon," Sara reassured in her sweet, soft voice that always put Crowley's nerves to rest.
A loud knocking catches Crowley off guard as he snaps into reality. The sun is just peeking through the curtains. Yawning, he stands and approaches the large front door. Crowley opens it slowly to ensure any threat stays out. There stands that girl, Catt that was with the Winchester brothers.
"Crowley, I know that Sam, Dean, and you don't necessarily get along the best, but I need to talk to you," she timidly says constantly looking up and back down at the ground. The fear in her eyes makes something in Crowley let her in. "Thank you," she gratefully says.
They walk into the office and sit. "What is it that you needed, sweetheart?" Crowley asks while sipping his Craig. She looks around nervously. "You can tell me. Don't worry, whatever it is it can't compare to anything I've been through recently," Crowley tries to comfort her. The look in her crystal blue eyes strikes him. It's an emotion he has seen before.
"I have had this feeling ever since I left. It won't leave me alone. It is all I can really even think about. It is really prohibiting me from being able to focus on hunting or anything. Crowley, there is something inside my heart that just will not stop. I need to tell you because it is you. I think I am in love with you," Catt spills almost in tears.
The first thing that comes to Crowley's mind is Sara. He couldn't do that to Sara. He loved her first and promised he would never stop loving her. "No," Crowley said, "I really can't. I don't feel the same way. Catt, you do not love me. Get over me. So get up and get out! Just go! Do not come here to my house and tell me all of this! You know that it is wrong! Just go!"
Tears pour from Catt's eyes. Trying to wipe them away, she gets up quickly. Crowley is steaming mad. She scatters quickly towards the door. As her hand grabs the handle, Crowley grabs her arm forcefully. "Don't hurt me! I am sorry. I was just going to leave. It was stupid of me to come. I just needed to get it all off of my chest. Just please do not hurt me," she cries and squeezes her eyes shut. Instead of letting her go Crowley pulls her to his lips and kisses her passionately.