Things aren't too bad, really. Tommy's getting settled in, and he's just so cute! I love having a little brother. And Crowley's been really good with him. I should really give him some credit. It can't be easy raising random babies of unknown or unstudied origins. Demons aren't supposed to have kids at all, although it's not that unusual for someone to try to break that rule. Our leftover human instincts tell us to raise progeny to succeed us, and although we- or they, I guess- don't get old and die, we do die, so it does kind of make sense.
I guess demon deals are kind of a way to pass on the hatchet. Not that that's how we think of them, or anything, but that's the accepted way to get more eligible subjects into hell before they get too old and wise or too old and eccentric or too old and lose their invincibility complex and end up going to The Other Place.
I mean, I guess that's a good thing. Really. I wouldn't want Dean to go to Hell when he dies, for example, and the one angel I met, Castiel, seemed really nice. Well, Uriel and Anna weren't nice terribly, but they weren't like demons either. Demons are probably better off in Hell, where it won't smell awful and we only have to worry about each other and not about an angel smiting us or stuff, but for humans, I'd say they're better off in Heaven. For myself, I don't know. I'd rather be a good guy, I guess, although I have absolutely no idea how that ever got in my genes in the first place. Unless Castiel's right, and every creature is born with the choice to be good. Or at least to want to be good. It's just weird, though, because I really don't have any good role models for how to use my kind of powers for good. Like, I'm half demon- okay they're all bad, and my other half is Leviathan- I haven't met a one, but I hear they're mostly bad, if not actually evil. So I'm kinda stuck doing my own thing over here.
At least there's Bobby. He called this morning to tell me the Winchesters found a case that he thinks I should go on. I have until they get there by car to decide, so I can take my sweet time.
It's at Truman High School, the school I attended for a month with Sam and Dean. A girl at the school drowned another girl in a toilet, and now she's trying to claim she was possessed. I don't know how Dean and Sam found the case, but I can see why it looks interesting to them. They seem to think maybe it was a demon, but- I don't know. Sure, it could be, but what's the motivation? I guess we'll find out when we get there. Yeah, I'm going. Hey, Dean and Sam are like my only human friends, except for Bobby. I just have to make sure I keep Tommy safe. I don't really want to leave him here with Crowley, because Crowley's too important and could get summoned at any time. Tom's probably safer with me and Dean and Sam on a case than alone at home or with Crowley and someone who thought summoning him was a good idea. So I'll bring him along. Hey, this is my life. You adopt a baby, it's gotta live with your lifestyle, you know? And this doesn't sound that dangerous. The demon's probably gone anyway.