Hunter since birth

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'I want to train demons.' Dove told Crowley, she lay naked in his arms and he looked down at her.

'you want to what?' he asked.

'I want to train demons. And if they get a little rough then they deal with me. but I need to punch something or I'm going to lose my head again.' Dove warned.

'our activities not enough for you love?' Crowley asked running a hand up her bare spine.

'its nice, its great but Ive been punching bad guys since I was 3...'

'really?' Crowley asked picturing dove, little dove with a dagger. 'you were probably feared even then.' Crowley said kissing her softly.

'oh yeah, I had a lot of bumps and cuts from training back then, but my dad said if I was going to pick fights with my brother I should do it right.'

'you were fighting with moose and squirrel?' Crowley asked.

'I wanted them to know I was in charge. They were not listening.' Dove smiled, but it faded quacking thinking of her brothers. Crowley didn't like seeing her sad, he would do anything to make her happy, to smile.

'then you will train the demons.' He said and she perked up.

'yeah? That would be okay?' she flipped over, resting her chin on his chest.

'yes, I think you could really shape up this sorry lot.' Crowley told her.

'thank you.... and if some happen to fail training...' dove said indicating that demons were going to get rough and think training with a Winchester would be the perfect time for an accident and to kill her.

'I trust you to do what needs to be done with the difficult demons.' He told her and she moved up kissing him. 

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