Crowley My King: Part Twenty seven

You wake up from your dream from a sound of Baby roaring her entrance. You ran your hand through your hair as you sat up still very close to sleep, but you work up the power to get out of bed. 

As you got out of the wonders of your bed, you feel a cold nose poke at your leg. Looking down you see Growley. 

'Oh yeah, I forgot.' you think to yourself as you scratch behind his ear before going down the stairs to greet your brothers. 

"-and I'm telling you she still freaks me out, no matter how hot." Dean continues his conversation with Sam as he opens the door. 

"Welcome home boys." you spoke up leaning on the wall next to you. You haven't seen them to what felt like a month but was only a few weeks. Crowley has bee keeping a tight hold on you. 

"____!" they both say at once, then look at each other then back to you. 

"What are you doing here?" Dean asks dropping his duffle bag on the floor and walks over by you. 

"Not that we're not glad, just we thought Crowley was keeping you locked n' key." Sam adds in after his brother. 

"Well Crowley out on a job. The demon he leave to look after me turned out to be a creep and I ran here." you tell them like it was no big deal. 

"Creepy how? Creepy boyfriend or creepy killer I'm going to kill you cause it for you?" Dean ask putting his hands on your shoulders looking at you in the eyes. 

"Creepy Twilight." you say simply. "He watched me while I slept." you added on with a shudder. 

"Okay that is creepy." Sam agreed with you. You nodded you head and moved away from the boys and start to head into the kitchen. 

"You boys eat before?" you asks opening the fridge picking out the eggs and milk. 

"No, Dean here wanted to pull an all nighter driving so he could home in time for the season finally of Dr. Sexy." Sam informs you with a smile painted on his face. 

"Don't judge." Dean says defending his pride. 

"Pancakes?" you asks as you already starting to make that batter. 

"Are you sure you love Crowley? Cause I think I love you." Dean says in a joking manner as he sits down on the counter. 

"Oh but darling our love" you say in a dramatic voice as you rest a hand on his cheek. "Our love. It can never be!" you added on pulling away and resting the back of your hand to your head. 

"But my love you are my soul." Dean says playing along, grasping your hand in between his. 

"You have no soul!" you burst out of character with a laugh. 

"Ohh! That was a low one!" Dean called out as he jump to his feet, making you start making your way towards the door way out of the kitchen, but you feel two strong bold arms wrap around you only to lift you in the air. 

"Take it back." Dean sung holding you in the air despite your legs kicking. 

"Do you know me at all?" you taunted as your turned your head enough to lick up his cheek, hoping to gross him out to let you go. Lucky enough it worked, he let you having you drop. He quickly wiped away the spit and chases after you. 

You managed to get into the living room before you where pushed on the couch and had a 35 year old man straddle you to the cushion and start to tickle you along your sides, making the house fill with laughter. 

Dean had a smile to his lips as he kept abusing your sides, to see you laugh. 

"Okay okay okay!" you chant out making him stop. "I'm gonna piss myself." you tell him as you try to control your laughing. 

"Ew," he noted as he pushed you off the couch to fall to the floor. "Go to the bathroom." he orders you. 

When you look up at him he is laying on his stomach looking at you still with a smile.  

"Ohh, lazy attack." you announce as your body calms down making you feel tired again. 

"Go pee! You really are gonna piss ya pants." he huffs out with an added eye roll. 

"Fine" you drag out while getting to your feet. 

As you pressed off to the restroom, you see Sam finishing making the pancakes. 

"Leave some batter for me, I'll make my own." you tell him before going into the bathroom. 

Once you were down releasing yourself, you go back into the kitchen to see Dean at the table with a newspaper in front of him, and Sam cooking away. 

You pulled Deans chair out more from the table, making him confused, but it didn't take long before he figure out what you were going to do. He smiled to himself to see himself right when you take a seat upon his lap. 

"What are you doing?" he simply asks you looking passed your shoulder to keep looking at the paper. 

"I'm cold." you answer him curling into his warmth. 

"Go snuggle with Growley, he's outside taking care of our rat and bunny problems." Dean tells you. 

"He'll be covered in blood. He does this at Crowley's house to. Juliet is worse though, she plays in the water getting mud in the house." you groan out as you remember the day when both of the hounds thought it was a good idea to tussle with each other in the house, getting blood on the walls, mud on the floors, and hair every where. 

"Doesn't he have demons who clean for him?" Sam asks hearing the conversation. 

"Yes, but the house is boring, so I told them leave the cleaning to me. It's that out be bored all day." you enlighten the tall moose. 

"Why didn't you clean when you lived here?" Dean asked shocked that you clean! 

"Cause I had you keep making more messes!" you bark out at him, making Sam laugh. 

You smile as you relax against Dean while he kept his eyes fixed to the paper with a smirk, he was reading the funnies.  

"Alright ____, I left you some batter like you asked." Sam said to you after awhile. You looked up to see him coming to the table with a tall stack of fluffy goodness making your mouth water. 

"Thanks, I'm starved." you tell him as you get off of Dean and go into the pantry to get your craving part of the meal, which happen to be tuna. 

You go over to the bowl of raw batter and open the can of tuna, dumping it all in with the water. 

"Once again ew." Dean mentioned covering his nose with his sleeve. 

"Fuck you, it's great." you tell him with a glare as you mix the food together. 

"Still smells hella gross." he strains out glaring at the bowl with a frown. 

Right as you were pouring some of the batter on the hot pan, you feel your phone buzz in your pocket. Keeping focused to your cooking you take out your phone with one hand and put it to your ear. 

Before you could finish saying 'hello' you hear a very angry demon yell through the speaker. 

"Where are you whore!?" the demon who is your soon to be husband shouted loud into your ear. 

"Excuse me!?" you asks in loud shocked voice. "What in fucking hell did you just call me!?" you added on, stopping your cooking. 

Dean and Sam stopped their eating looking at each other with worried looks then to you with scared looks. 

"I said whore! You leave the house in the middle of the night! With one of my cars in fact!" Crowley barked at you through the phone. 

"How the fuck are you knowing this?" you asks your voice giving away your anger. 

"Stan had called me last night to let me know that you just got up and disappeared! Oh, right after you try to get him in sodding bed!" he yells, you can hear a large bang on the other end of the phone, suggesting he hit his fist on something. 

"Really!?" you just about screamed in pure white rage now. "You got your knowings wrong darling" you hissed out the last part. "For it was one of your fucking asshole demons who tried to put the moves on me!" you hollered out to him, as you his your fist on the counter letting more anger seep out. 

"As if, do you really think one of these stupid demons would go against their king?" he asked in a low grumble. 

"Yes!" you simply said as you forgot the cooking and went onto the porch. 

"They are stupid but not that stupid, anyways you're a human! Your kind lies far more than mine!" he retorted back, pulling out the wrong card. 

"You're joking me! Pulling out that one, is that really the best of plans?" you laugh out in away that you can feel the sarcasms. "Who out of us, put the moves on me first? or purposed!? hell even got me pregnant!" you roared out. 

"Oh please! I have at least ten kids of mine that are running around the Earth without a single clue who I am." he tells you like it was nothing. 

"You what!?" you yell. You hear him take a sharp breath in seeing his mistake. " And you call me the fucking whore!" you growl out. 

With all the yelling going around you could feel the little prince rumbling inside of you, getting worked up from hearing all the emotions. 

"Yes I am! and I'm not taking it back, cause my demons are more trust worthy than a human!" he says putting on the last straw. 

"Well you can forget getting married than if you feel like that!" you tell him through your teeth. "You can forget me even." you say in more quite voice making you sound far more threatening. Before he could say anything else you hang up the phone. 

Dean comes out on just the right time and puts a hand on your shoulder but your pull yourself away from him. 

"He's a fucking idiot." you growl out looking down at the dirty floor boards below your feet when you see two droplets fall to the dirt. You wipe your eyes not noticing you were crying. 

"Now I'm the one fucking for god sake crying" you rage out throwing your fist into the beam holding the roof. 

After three more hits into the beam with bloody knuckles Dean pulls you into his chest. One arm around your back and the other around your neck holding your head so your rested it on his shoulder. 

You broke. 

Tears came out like rain, the pain came in like wild fire. Dean told Sammy to put up demon warding symbols everywhere and anywhere, but you paid no mind as your just lost yourself into his embrace.