Chapter Five : Interruptions and Lies

Crowley was the first to awake the next morning. He couldn't help but to smile as his groggy brain became fully alert, and he realized just who was resting next to him. He was happy to see that Elizabeth was sleeping so soundly and so deeply, especially considering how upset she'd had just last night.

What she had revealed to him the night before had been a shock. He would have never guessed that she could be harboring such a painful secret about herself. He guessed by how distressed she had been that what she had told him was supposed to be her own dark little secret. A secret that she probably hadn't wanted to get out to anyone. Crowley assumed that he was probably the first one whom she had ever told about what had happened to her.

The only other people who probably knew were her closest family. Her friends at work probably didn't even know.

It upset him to think of how ashamed she had seemed and how much guilt she felt over something that was so completely out of her control. It had hurt to hear that she thought that she was a horrible person.

Yes she had been the one who had chosen to drive drunk, but it wasn't like she had gone out of her way to plan on winding up off in a ditch and having such a horrible accident. It was just that, an accident. Having an accident didn't make her a bad person.

He thought that her past showed just how strong and determined she really was. It showed that she could overcome something so traumatic and recover from it to rebuild her life. He only wished that she could see it that way.

He wondered just how much recovery she'd had to go through after that accident. He imagined that it couldn't have been easy to recover from the damage her body had been put through. He wasn't going to ask her anything more about the accident though. He had decided that he would let her tell him, when she was ready.

He glanced back at the alarm clock seeing that he wouldn't have to call in sick to work for at least two more hours. No skipping out on work wasn't a mature move, but she needed him today. He felt as though he could use today to reassure her to let her know that he would take care of her.

He looked back at her studying her in the dimmed room. The sun was just now rising and lighting up his large bedroom. He had to admit that he found it amusing that even though they had a ton of room to sleep anywhere they wanted on his huge king sized bed, they had both wound up laying right in the middle of the bed their bodies pressed close to one another.

She was resting on her back beside him at the moment. Though she'd had her back to him throughout most of the night. He had spent most of the night behind her cradling her. Holding her tight with his arms wrapped protectively around her. They had been spooning, he guessed that was what this sleeping position was referred to as.

He reached out moving some strands of her messy dark hair out of her face. She looked so peaceful when she slept. She looked so innocent. Her round face gave her an almost childlike look. It made her look even younger than she actually was. He wasn't sure how to feel about this realization.

Crowley could admit that her being twenty-four worried him. It felt strange to think that he had been eighteen years old when she was born. If anyone had told him when back when he was eighteen that the girl whom he would one day be so crazy over had been born that year, then he probably would have thought they had to off their rocker.

Part of him feared that Elizabeth would one day wake up and realize that she had her entire life ahead of her. That she would look at him and decide that she was way too young to waste her time with a forty-two year old man. That she would decide she needed someone her own age.

He could admit that the thought of not having her in his life bothered him. It seemed a little scary to think that he had almost skipped attending that big company party the night that he had met her.

He couldn't help but to wonder what would of happened if he had chosen to stay home that night ? If he had only met her at work. If they hadn't gone to coffee and flirted the night of that party, if he hadn't gotten her number, if she hadn't agreed to give him a chance. He had a feeling that if that had happened than he wouldn't be relaxing here in his bed with her now.

The less cynical part of him almost believed that him meeting her that night had been fate. Out of all the people at that party they had met each other and been so drawn to one another so quickly. It had to be fate.

She was good for him. The feelings that he had for her were all so amazing. Feelings that he thought he would never get to feel again after his divorce. If he was going to be honest he would admit that a lot of the feelings that he had been having were so strong that it frightened him a little bit. Feeling this strongly for a woman whom he hadn't known all that long.

He just knew that he liked having Elizabeth in his life, he wasn't sure if it was love. It seemed way too soon for the big L word..He would say that what he felt was infatuation, but the feelings seemed so much stronger than that. He wasn't quite sure how to define what he felt for her. He knew that he enjoyed having her around though, he thought about her when they were apart, he actually didn't really like being away from her.

He wanted to take care of her, he wanted to protect her. He wanted know every little thing about her, what made her laugh, what scared her, what she dreamed of. He wanted to know all of her quirks all of her moods, all of her worries. He wanted to know everything there was to know about her.

Elizabeth began to shift in her sleep before she finally peeled her eyes open. She blinked for a moment trying to get the sleep out of her eyes, before locking eyes with him. "What time is it ?"

"Almost seven." He answered keeping his arm around her waist and pulling her body even closer to him.

She gave him a sleepy smile feeling so completely comfortable, before she spoke up beginning to feel a little doubtful about today's plans. "Are you sure it's such a good idea to call in sick to work ?"

He pressed a kiss to her forehead before he spoke. "Yes, we should be fine. It's only one day. We'll be right back to work Monday morning."

"Some workaholic you are." She mumbled joking as she closed her eyes for a moment. She would be lying if she tried to say that she would have no problem falling right back to sleep right this second.

"What can I say, You've reformed me." Crowley responded chuckling before he reached out trying to straighten her long messy hair.

She took him by surprise as she spoke sounding a little unsure of herself. "Thanks for staying with me."

He responded to her comment his voice a tiny bit sarcastic as he tried to joke around what she was trying to really tell him. "Well I couldn't exactly leave. This is my house."

She shook her head ignoring his sarcastic joke. "No, that's not what I meant. I meant thank you for not being disgusted by what I've done."

He frowned a little thrown off by her comment. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips before he pulled back. "What you did wasn't disgusting. It was an accident. You can't keep blaming yourself for an accident."

Elizabeth sighed not believing him. No matter what anyone said she would always feel that what she had done had been a horrible thing. She was to blame no one else. She had drank, she had driven, she had hurt herself so badly, and she had lost that baby.

It still made her hate herself though she'd been unaware of her pregnancy. She felt nothing but remorse thinking of that little life that hadn't even had any real opportunity to even begin to form inside of her, before it had been wiped away so quickly and violently.

She shook her head staring over at the handsome man beside her. He was so wonderful. How could he even look at her with so much adoration. Especially after he knew what she had done.

She gave him a hesitant look before she spoke. "Most guys would have decided that it was too much last night. My issues, I mean what I've been through...It took me so long to recover."

She frowned before she continued a little unsure of how to get all that she was feeling out in the open while making it make some sense. "There were months and months of being in the hospital, learning how to deal with the pain. I was lucky that I could still walk. My back still hurts sometimes you know...The doctors say that there's nothing I can do about it...just take a pain pill and sleep though the pain...I...Then I had to deal with the rehab. Twenty eight days in a rehab facility. My counselor wanted me to try attending AA meetings, but I'm too scared to go. I'm still trying to get my life back in order. Trying to be a good...a better person. So I'm just happy that you still want me...that you're still here. I would understand if you wanted someone better."

Crowley frowned before he leaned down locking his lips with her in an impassioned kiss. He pulled away from the kiss before he pulled her closer to him practically cradling her in his arms. "You are the only one I want. You're perfect for me. I'm not going anywhere."

He paused for a moment before he attempted to joke with her and lighten up her mood. "Trust me darling, you can't get rid of me that easily."

He was happy to see her smile. She yawned a bit before she spoke changing the subject. "So what are we planning on doing today ? The only clothing I have is what I wore yesterday."

Crowley smiled as he studied her. He had given her one of his black button up dress-shirts to sleep in for the night. It was pretty big on her, but it looked amazing.

Waking up beside her and seeing her in one of his black dress-shirts was something that he could get accustomed to.

He leaned in kissing her softly before he pulled away. "I think I have a pretty good idea."

He locked his lips with her again as he turned them over letting himself rest his body over hers. He wrapped his arms around her waist holding her as close to him as he could manage. She returned the kisses as she let her hands run across his back. She worked up a bit of bravery letting a hand run down his back and stop to rest against his boxers covered backside. She gave his backside a hesitant squeeze causing him to let out a soft groan.

He pulled away smirking at the elated face she made as he began to rock his hips against hers. She moved her hands up resting them against his back.

She tilted her head back letting out a soft moan as he began to press kisses to the front of her neck. He peppered kisses towards the side of her neck before he decided to focus his kisses and the occasional playful bite against the area where her neck met her left shoulder.

The friction that their hips were creating felt so wonderful but it was maddening. It drove the both of them a little insane knowing that the only things separating their bodies from touching skin to skin were their undergarments, the plain gray t-shirt he was wearing, and her borrowed dress-shirt.

He moved his lips back over hers kissing her deeply as he let his hands run up her sides caressing her soft skin underneath the shirt. He moved his hands away before he began to unfasten the buttons doing his best not to lose complete control and just rip the shirt off of her.

She reluctantly pulled away from the kisses as she heard her phones familiar ring tone. Crowley let out a frustrated groan as he heard this. Out of all the times when someone would want to call her they would choose to call right this second. He pressed another kiss to her lips trying to distract her from the ringing before he spoke. "Just ignore it."

She frowned not wanting the kisses and the amazing feelings he was giving her to end. She wanted him so bad that she could barely stand it. She spoke up straining not to just give into him. "But it may be work...my dad."

He reluctantly rolled off of her the both of them letting out exasperated sighs before she scrambled her way out of his bed.

Elizabeth went over to her phone grateful that she had brought her purse upstairs with her the night before. She rolled her eyes as she reached down yanking it out of her purse. She let out an annoyed sigh when she spotted the number.

She did her best to control her fevered breathing and ignore the tingling she felt in the more private areas of her body. She cleared her throat as she answered hoping that her voice was steady. "This better be good Meg."

"Sorry...crap I can tell by your voice that I interrupted you and Crowley huh ?...well this is awkward...I'll let you get back to him in a second. I was just wondering what are we doing for lunch because I can't handle eating in the break room again. There's a new sushi place that's supposed to be good. Does that sound okay ?" Meg responded

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Seriously lunch...she had gotten out of bed and away from Crowley and what they had been doing for a question about a lunch that she wouldn't be eating today, since she was planning on skipping work.

"I'm going to kill you, you know that." Elizabeth couldn't help but to blurt out.

She didn't even give Meg a chance to respond before she spoke again. "I'm not coming in today. I'm going to have to let you go now."

She heard Meg laugh before she spoke saying the last thing Elizabeth wanted to hear. "Okay remind me not to interrupt you while you're getting busy ever again. Don't forget to use a condom."

Elizabeth hung up on her shaking her head slightly hoping that she wasn't blushing. She did not need to hear that.

She frowned as she realized that she hadn't told Crowley that Meg was aware of their relationship. She had planned on doing it last night after the movie, but then they had started to make out. Then she had told him about her accident and she had been too upset to even think about Meg.

"Darling who on earth are you threatening to murder ?" Crowley asked an amused tone to his voice.

She tossed her phone in her purse before she turned back to face him. She made her way over to the bed sitting down beside him as she spoke. "I have something to tell you."

He frowned growing concerned as he noticed the worried look on her face. "What's wrong darling ? Did something happen ? Is everything okay ?"

She shook her head as she spoke knowing that what she was about to tell him would kill the lovely passionate mood that they had just been in. "No nothing like that. I just I forgot to tell you something. Meg Masters knows about us."

"You forgot ?" He blurted out a clearly irritated tone to his voice.

He shook his head frowning at her. "How can you forget to tell me something like that ?"

She reached up and ran her hands through her tangled hair. "I meant to tell you yesterday after we watched the movie, but then...things changed."

He let out a sigh trying to keep calm. "What if she tells someone. I mean I don't like keeping this a secret, but I don't want your father to find out about us through office gossip."

"She won't tell anybody." Elizabeth tried to reason knowing that he had a good point.

Her dad would be pissed off enough when they told him the truth about them, but if he found out from someone else it would be ten times worse.

"How can you be so sure ?" He asked his mind going into overload at all the possible ways in which Meg could accidentally spill the truth about this relationship.

Elizabeth spoke reaching out and placing a hand on his as she spoke trying to explain. "I have blackmail on her."

"Blackmail ? What are you holding over her ?" Crowley asked somewhat amused.

She shook her head happy to see that he looked amused and not angry. "If I told you it wouldn't be blackmail. She won't tell anyone about us trust me. Besides she's my best friend, she wouldn't do that to me."

He nodded his head sighing. "We do need to discuss when we're going to tell your dad though darling. I don't like having to sneak around. I'm not ashamed of our relationship and you shouldn't be either. I know your dad is going to be a tough customer when it comes to convincing him that we care for each other. It's not right to hide it though."

She nodded her head knowing that he was right. Hiding their feelings for each other did nothing for anyone, but she knew that her dad would...well he'd be pissed if he knew.

They sat in silence for a moment before Elizabeth spoke growing a little worried that she had just ruined the only good healthy relationship she had ever had. "Are you mad at me ?"

"Of course not darling. I would have preferred that you told me about this sooner, but I'm not angry. You would have to really do something horrible to me to make me angry with you." He reassured her as he leaned over pressing a kiss to her lips.

She pulled away feeling relieved that he didn't hate her.

To tell the truth she didn't know what she would do without him. She was falling for him. She was falling fast and hard. She wasn't sure if it was love. She just knew that he meant so much to her.

Especially after last night. The fact that he had comforted her and stuck by her had just made her even crazier about him. She needed him in her life and she didn't want to lose him.

He kissed her once again before he spoke. "I'm going to call in to work sick first. You call in sick from your cell phone in about twenty minutes."

She nodded her head as he kissed her once again before pulling back. "Then when we're done we can go downstairs and have some breakfast."

"You can cook ?" She asked a little surprised. Most of the men she knew didn't know a saucepan from a frying pan.

He nodded his head smiling . "I know the basics. My mum worked when I was growing up so I made my breakfast in the mornings. Then Bella came along and I was a teen by then, but I still made her and I breakfast. I order out most of the time now though. I can make easy things though like Eggs, bacon, toast, the occasional pancake. Pretty much any breakfast item."

"So pancakes are a go then ?" She asked realizing that she hadn't had a real breakfast in a long time.

Usually in the mornings she had a coffee and a bowl of microwave instant oatmeal or whatever fruit she might find in her refrigerator. If she had the time then she may spoil herself and get a pastry on the way to work.

"If that's what you want." He responded before he reluctantly climbed out of bed and left the room, going downstairs to call into work.

She watched him leave with a sigh. The mood had been effectively killed by that phone call, but at least he was still here.

She just hoped that he really wasn't going anywhere.

Elizabeth tried to focus on the task at hand when she heard her father speak up "Hand me the socket wrench kid."

She let out a sigh as she turned to her father's many many tools. "The big one or the little one ?"

"The small one." Her father responded not looking up from under the hood of the car he was now focused on.

She fished the wrench out and handed it to him before her dad spoke again. "Are you okay kid ?"

She gave him a small smile even though he wasn't looking at her. "Yeah I'm okay."

Bobby Singer looked away from the car that he was trying to fix up, eyeing his only child. She was so hard for him to understand at times. She could be so distant sometimes it was like she was miles away.

And she had been even more distant over the past few weeks. She had been acting strange for almost a month now. He wasn't sure what to make of it. "Are you sure hun. Is something wrong ? Is something going on ?"

"No dad, everything is actually really great." She admitted trying to hide what she was thinking of.

Crowley, they still hadn't gone any farther than a few very steamy make out sessions, but it was so wonderful. She had been spending most of her nights over at his house. They had been spending more and more time together as time went on.

In a week it would be a full month of dating. She worried at times that he would get fed up with how slow she had been wanting to take things. They had come close to having sex a few times, but she always chickened out at the last minute. He had seemed pretty supportive and very patient so far though.

She could admit that she worried how Crowley would react to her body once he saw all of it. The car accident had left it's damage on her body. There had been scaring mostly along her back. There was the one scar he knew about along her back, there were a couple of more thin scars on her upper back, and a few deep scars along her hipbones and thighs.

She knew that Crowley had noticed the ones on her thighs but he hadn't said anything about them obviously not wanting to upset her.

"Are you sure ?" Bobby asked her as he tried to read the look on her face. He hadn't ever seen her this happy before.

Not that he had a problem with her happiness. After last year he was thrilled to see her so happy.

She leaned over pressing a kiss to her father's cheek as she spoke. "I'm fine dad really."

She stared down at her small cheap plastic watch frowning slightly. "I better go."

"Go where ?" He asked giving his daughter a suspicious look.

She shrugged her shoulders before speaking up telling him a total lie. "I'm going shopping with Meg. We may go grab some dinner later too. That new sushi place down near the courthouse."

Bobby Singer rolled his eyes as he heard this. "Meg Masters ?"

Elizabeth rolled her own eyes as she responded. "Yes Meg Masters. That is the only Meg we know... I know you don't like her dad but she's my best friend."

He shook his head knowing that he couldn't pick her friends. He wished he could, but she wouldn't stand for it. He really didn't mean to be so over-involved with her life, but he had promised her mother that he would take care of her.

She was all he had left after Karen had gotten so sick. A tumor in her lungs. She didn't even smoke. The cancer had grown so quickly and she had faded away so fast.

Elizabeth had been so young and he had thrown all his attention that wasn't focused on work, towards raising her. She had grown so much and she looked more and more like her mother every day. Sometimes it hurt to look at her.

Elizabeth kissed her father's cheek one more time before she made her way through the maze of her father's yard. He had filled their land with cars and pieces of cars. His hobby of fixing up cars had literally taken over the yard. She made her way out in front of the house to her car.

If only her father knew where she was really going.

It didn't take her long to drive into town and to the nicer more affluent neighborhoods in town. She pulled up into the driveway and parked in front of his familiar brick house.

They locked their lips as soon as the front door opened not caring if any of his neighbors saw.

Elizabeth smiled happy to be with Crowley as the front door shut behind them. She had just seen him this morning before she had left to go to her fathers, but she had spent the day longing to hear Crowley's voice or feel his touch.

"So I'm making dinner tonight right ?" She asked teasing him about his attempts to make breakfast the week before the week before.

He nodded his head before he smirked knowing that she was talking about last Friday. "As long as you don't burn it like I did those pancakes the other day."

She laughed remembering his failed attempt at making pancakes. He claimed that he had only tuned his back for a second before they burnt to a crisp but she didn't believe it.

The truth was he'd been so busy kissing her and flirting with her that he'd kind of forgotten about the pancakes. That morning they'd had cheese and egg omelets that she had made after the smoke had all cleared out of the kitchen.

She leaned up locking her lips with his in a deep loving kiss, as all the guilt she had about lying to her dad faded away completely.